What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me
Chapter 223 We are getting engaged
Chapter 223 We are getting engaged (1W2)
The next day, when Qin Feng opened his eyes, Wang Anruo also woke up at the same time.
She huddled under the quilt and looked at Qin Feng. When she saw that he was also awake, she pursed her lips and smiled. She had a very cute and naive feeling, which was not at all in line with her status as a quasi-diva and her cool personality.
Qin Feng also laughed, took her into his arms, was careful not to pull her hair, and rubbed her head.
Only in front of him would she have such a lovely side.
Qin Feng asked: "The opening ceremony of the film festival is tonight, why do you get up so early?"
Wang Anruo then asked, "Why do you have to get up for the film festival? I don't want to waste every day I spend with you... We can go out for a walk in the morning."
Qin Feng smiled and scratched her nose, "Glib tongue."
Wang Anruo was unhappy and retorted with a pouted mouth: "Only when you say those disgusting words can you be called glib, but what I call true feelings is revealed!"
"Discrimination?"
"It's just about deciding right from wrong."
Wang Anruo hummed falsely, then turned over and sat up to put on clothes. Qin Feng pulled the quilt and put it on her shoulders.
After such a short period of time, I couldn't help but catch a cold due to the air-conditioning. After all, I am a girl, and I am not as resistant to freezing as a man.
Qin Feng didn't argue with her, how could his girlfriend be reasonable?
If love is reasonable, then this love must be boring... Anyway, she is not a demon, so let her have small troubles.
After waking up, Wang Anruo washed up as usual, which was very convenient for Qin Feng. After brushing his teeth and touching his face, he felt refreshed. Anyway, he couldn't understand why there were so many bottles and cans on the dressing table, and each one had its use. …
All he needs is a bar of Safeguard soap and a bottle of Dabao for fall and winter to get him through all the time.
Two slices of bacon were fried in the hot oil pan, the washed tomatoes were cut into slices with some water drops on them, the bread machine made a dinging sound, and another nutritious breakfast was ready.
Wang Anruo had also watched Qin Feng cook the whole process. Simple breakfast was not complicated, but the taste of what he made was always very different from Qin Feng's. He didn't know why he always felt that Qin Feng's cooking was delicious.
Is it just love for the house or is there really something special about it?
Wang Anruo didn't know it clearly, but as long as he cooked for himself every day, it didn't matter if he didn't understand it.
As usual, she didn't plan to go out immediately after dinner. Wang Anruo invaded Qin Feng's study for the first time today. She found that reading here was much more comfortable than setting up a recliner on the balcony.
Perhaps it has something to do with the dazzling array of books. The smell of books always makes people feel immersed.
"You say you are too lazy to take care of the flowers and plants, but don't you still water these pots of flowers every day? You take better care of them than the ones on my balcony."
Wang Anruo sat in front of the desk, put the copy of "Morning Flowers Plucked at Dusk" on the desk, stood up and leaned over to look at the pots of flowers on the bookshelf.
There was a tray placed under the flowerpot to prevent water from seeping out of the soil. Wang Anruo gently held the potted flower and looked at it carefully.
Qin Feng swept the floor behind her, looked at her affectionate eyes and handsome profile, smiled slightly and felt that he should be happy for the rest of his life.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and thought of something funny... a prank.
So he walked slowly behind Wang Anruo, put his chin close to her ear and blew softly: "After all, it is the flower you gave me. If I am not responsible for it, I have to be responsible for you, right?"
Wang Anruo shrank her neck. Girls' bodies are very sensitive, especially the neck and behind the ears.
The shy girls in those green memories would even tremble like chaff from this breath and become stiff in an instant.
Fortunately, she was no longer a girl, so she curled up her neck and turned to look at Qin Feng in embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng became more serious. He directly held her waist and gave her strength, then he carried her to the table and sat on it amidst Wang Anruo's exclamations.
Wang Anruo's face turned red instantly, her knees were on both sides of Qin Feng's thighs, and she ran her fingers through the ends of her hair, looking shy.
"you……"
This gesture was really ambiguous. If he just wanted to come up and ask for a kiss, that would still be within Wang Anruo's acceptance range.
What should I do if he bullies me?
Wang Anruo's heart was pounding.
She thought to herself that she had never tried it on the table. Although there was a first time for everything and she had to be brave enough to try, but...
I have to go out later!
I just took a shower, and my skin will turn red if I take another shower.
With a playful smile on his lips, Qin Feng took a naughty step forward and pressed forward, which made Wang Anruo tilt his head to the side in shame, not daring to look at him.
"Don't..."
Just when she was about to make any move, her knees were already supported by Qin Feng's hands.
Feeling the tips of her hair getting closer and closer, Wang Anruo noticed that his breathing had become heavier.
So she simply closed her eyes.
On the table, on the table!
At worst, I'll take a shower again later.
It's not bad to try new things. It's best to take the initiative yourself and leave a deep impression on him. See if he can still sit still when writing in this study in the future?
hum...
Wang Anruo comforted himself in his heart, feeling as if the fox demon saw the scholar studying in the dilapidated temple and wanted to dye him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
But after a while, not to mention the pair of hands with fixed positioning appeared on his body, there was not even a kiss, which made Wang Anruo's hanging heart unable to fall to the ground, and instead itched.
So she quietly opened her eyes, no one was there?
His eyes slowly opened, and he saw Qin Feng sweeping the floor with his head lowered.
She was stunned, and she carried me to the table with you. Did she think I was delaying you in sweeping the floor?
Looking back at the shy and whimsical scene just now...
With a "swipe" sound, "Morning Blossoms Plucked at Dusk" drew a parabola and was firmly grasped by Qin Feng.
He smiled and closed the book and put it in the bookshelf next to him. He saw Wang Anruo sitting on the table with his legs curled up, his head in his hands and his face buried in his knees.
He walked over and poked her arm with his finger, which elicited a loud sound.
"rogue."
Qin Feng bent down and looked from underneath, and saw Wang Anruo's pouted mouth.
This reminded him of his female classmates in elementary school. As soon as they lay down on the table, the boys in the class would rush over and peek to see if they were really crying. If they were really crying, they would start to panic. If they were not crying, they would all start laughing. Then ran away.
In the world of children, crying is a big deal, but not crying is not a big deal.
"Are you crying?" he asked deliberately.
Wang Anruo let go of his hand, raised his head, and looked at him with his mouth shut, like a little girl who had been wronged.
She nodded, but there were no tears on her face?
Not even a tear.
But Qin Feng still symbolically wiped the corners of her eyes, "How else can we say that our eldest lady is top-notch? This acting skill is top-notch."
Wang Anruo raised her hand and patted him gently on the shoulder, coquettishly: "Sweep the floor, you know how to sweep the floor... I want to go shopping!"
"Okay, okay." Qin Feng smiled helplessly: "We are all going to be walking on the red carpet tonight, and now we are acting like a child... You are acting like this when you attend the film festival tonight!"
"Tonight is tonight. It's actually very tiring to deal with work. Although I like acting and being on TV, it's just as tiring when my hobby becomes work." Wang Anruo laughed through tears and suddenly stretched out his hand, "I'm too lazy to leave. Hug me Go change clothes."
Qin Feng put the broom next to him and leaned against the bookshelf, and suddenly picked up Wang Anruo from the waist.
"Where do you want to play?"
"Go to the snack street!" Wang Anruo stretched out his hand and made a Superman gesture: "Then go to the urban palace!"
Qin Feng thought about it, too.
Although the red carpet was held at night, everyone was probably already here during the day, so they might not rush early, but almost all the people they wanted to meet at noon were seated.
He and An Ruo were in Guanhai, and the film festival was also held in Guanhai. From a certain point of view, they were considered hosts. It would be unreasonable not to go and see the guests when they came.
"Uncle Wang and the others shouldn't go, right?" Qin Feng asked.
Wang Anruo nodded: "My father and uncle probably won't go. My uncle won't say anything. My father will not attend even if he considers it for me. He won't even be an audience, just to avoid suspicion."
Qin Feng hugged her, and she stretched out her hand to help him adjust his collar: "Have you not walked on the red carpet yet?"
"No, I have never participated in this kind of event before." Qin Feng said with a smile: "You don't know how many times the Writers Association has invited me. Every year, large and small writers' events will send me invitation letters, both paper and oral. Yes, I still remember the most grand one was a global science fiction interview, and the invitations were all gold-gilded.”
"Then you come with me in the afternoon and go to the company to let the makeup artist dress you up."
"Am I looking ugly in my own dress?"
"It's different." Wang Anruo shook his head: "You have to wear stage makeup to walk on the red carpet. Although you are already very handsome without makeup, you can be smart if you can."
"Will it be on the cover of a magazine?" Qin Feng teased.
Wang Anruo stretched out his hand and gave Qin Feng a slap in the face under his eyes: "The magazine has to make a special appointment, but it will definitely make the headlines."
Qin Feng was not annoyed, because Wang Anruo would rub it for him after he finished playing, gently rubbing his forehead with his slightly cold hands.
"It's not bad to be on the headlines." He thought for a moment and said firmly: "More people read headlines than magazines, and what you say will be heard by more people."
"Why didn't you try to be famous before?"
"I just wanted to make money before." Qin Feng took a deep sniff in Wang Anruo's hair: "Now, I can't wait to let the whole world know that we are getting married."
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What he wanted today was a show of publicity, so Qin Feng drove out his black Lamborghini.
It's not that the red Ferrari is not eye-catching, but that car was borrowed by Li Xiaoyun three days ago.
Although she is Wang Anruo's childhood friend, Li Xiaoxiao's stage name is far less well-known than Fang Nianwei. She has been appearing as the second female lead in little-known films all year round. She lacks both fame and wealth. In addition, her family is not as rich as the Wang family. With so much money, life is pretty tight.
The car she bought was more cost-effective, and sports cars were obviously not considered.
But tonight is the opening ceremony of the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Film Festival. Media from all over the country will gather to watch the film. Everyone is racking their brains to build momentum in the spotlight. The more eye-catching, the higher the traffic.
This is the age of entertaining to death.
"Driving a supercar to visit the snack street is the only one in the entire Guanhai City where we, Qin Da Writers, can do such a thing."
"Didn't you say you can't keep a low profile today?" Qin Feng thought for a while, then said with a smile: "But this is indeed something I can do."
He parked the car at the entrance of the snack street. It was almost noon and the food stalls were basically closed. Fortunately, it was very close to the office buildings. The white-collar workers had to eat at noon, and there were also some rented doors. The shops in Tou are open around the clock, so it’s not difficult to eat to your heart’s content.
Cars are definitely not allowed in. There are specially built stone piers at the entrances on both sides of the snack street, so cars can only be parked at the intersection.
But even if Qin Feng is allowed to enter, he won't drive in. The so-called shopping is not just riding in Chang'an, so why be so anxious?
"Do you think those white-collar workers wearing shirts usually eat lunch in front of the street?"
Wang Anruo watched as a few dull-looking men walked into the beef soup shop on the roadside. They were required to wear collared tops and long trousers above the knees. It turned out that they were working in a nearby office building.
Qin Feng looked at the situation and sighed softly: "It's either a small shop downstairs or a takeaway. Don't think that white-collar workers are some glamorous description... It was high-end 20 years ago, but now it's just a different place to move bricks."
He spread his hands and added: "Actually, you don't really make much money moving bricks."
Wang Anruo listened quietly, with his two little hands behind his back.
She likes to hear Qin Feng talk about this and that, from history to yesterday, from abroad to China... In short, as long as he is chatting with her, it is good, no matter what he is talking about.
"I want to eat that."
While walking, Wang Anruo suddenly stood still and pointed ahead.
A shop that sells roasted seeds and pastries and other items.However, the main products of this kind of shop are candied chestnuts and candied haws of sugar, and other items are only secondary.
"If you want to eat, just leave." Qin Feng laughed at why she stopped.
Then Wang Anruo took out two masks from the bag and handed one to Qin Feng.
"If you get recognized, you won't be able to go shopping." Wang Anruo stuck out his tongue, then put on a mask and trotted over excitedly.
Qin Feng looked at her back and then at the mask in his hand, thinking that it would be troublesome for celebrities to go out.
When he put on a mask and went there, Wang Anruo was already shopping with the store.
It can be seen that this store has a good reputation. It is almost noon and there are actually a lot of people gathered around it. Wang Anruo finally squeezes in.
"How to sell roasted chestnuts?"
"21 pounds."
"How much is a pound?"
The landlady raised her head and looked at Wang Anruo, smiling: "You don't buy things often, do you?"
Wang Anruo nodded sheepishly.
Then the boss lady packed a bag of one kilogram and gave it to Wang Anruo to test the weight: "This is one kilogram."
"Is mine healed?"
"Right now."
The landlady quickly packed some more and handed them to the customers next to her. The three floors inside and outside were full of people.
Wang Anruo thought for a moment and said, "Then give me two pounds."
"Okay, little girl, please wait a moment, the front will be finished soon."
Wang Anruo took the time to look at the shop. It seemed to be old and the walls had turned yellow. The old chestnut roasting machine in the back should be the latest thing in the shop.
A man in his 40s was struggling to stir-fry a casserole, but he was still busy with only a chestnut frying machine, which showed that the business was booming.
"Here you go, little girl."
Wang Anruo took the chestnuts and only had time to say thank you before being squeezed out of the crowd.
Qin Feng stood not far away and watched her jump and run over.
"I bought two kilograms, which is enough for the two of us to eat for a long time!" Wang Anruo smiled happily and narrowed his eyes while carrying the bag.
Qin Feng chuckled: "After two kilograms of chestnuts, you don't have to eat at noon today."
Wang Anruo took out a chestnut and peeled it open gently, swallowed, but still handed it to Qin Feng's mouth first.
"Ah~" She opened her mouth and asked Qin Feng to follow suit like coaxing a child.
Qin Feng smiled even more and felt a warm current flowing through his heart.
But before he could open his mouth, Wang Anruo suddenly shouted "It's broken", turned around and ran towards the store.
"I'm sorry, I didn't give you any money!" she yelled as she ran.
The surrounding customers all looked towards Wang Anruo after hearing this. After digesting this sentence and understanding that she came back specifically to pay, the customers who were originally surrounding them all consciously moved away.
People still somewhat approve of this kind of conscientious behavior.
The landlady was stunned, then raised her head, feeling embarrassed, and wiped her hands on her apron: "Look at me, I've even forgotten how busy I am."
Wang Anruo apologized profusely, and then quickly took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code.
Some customers around me joked: "You sold hundreds of kilograms of roasted chestnuts this day, right? You must have forgotten more than just this one thing."
The landlady took it seriously and sighed: "No! This little girl is the only one who comes back to pay me these days."
Listening to the sound of Alipay arriving, she quickly took a small shovel and filled another small bag of roasted chestnuts. "Little girl, don't leave in a hurry. These are given to you. Thank you very much!"
Wang Anruo quickly waved his hand and thanked the landlady for her kindness, and picked up the paper bag in his hand with a smile: "How can you thank me? It's only natural to pay for things! No, it's hard to speculate. You can keep them and sell them. Enough to eat.”
After saying that, she turned around and left. The proprietress looked at Wang Anruo's back and said from the bottom of her heart: "This little girl is really beautiful and kind-hearted."
"She's wearing a mask." The customer next to her laughed, "How do you tell she's beautiful?"
"The eyes are exposed." The proprietress said firmly: "The smile looks like two crescents, absolutely beautiful... and to say the least, such a kind-hearted girl can't be ugly!"
Qin Feng, who witnessed everything at the door of the store, raised his lips slightly and took out his mobile phone to open the memo.
Because of his habit of writing, he could always stop and take out his cell phone at any time to jot down some inspiration in his memo.
A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. I thought I could remember it at the time, but I would definitely forget it later... The most common ones are various passwords. Even if I don't write down the password, I will be confused when I look back.
He slid his finger across the screen and recorded the sentence "I know the universe is vast, but I still pity the green grass and trees" in his memo.
He said that he would write a novel dedicated to Wang Anruo.
"What are you laughing at?" Wang Anruo ran back and looked at Qin Feng with doubts on his face: "Are you secretly complaining to my dad about the embarrassing thing about me forgetting to give you money?!"
"You always think so bad of me."
Qin Feng watched Wang Anruo snatch his mobile phone, and he felt kind of like Fox Nick letting Judy Rabbit snatch away the carrot recorder.
Wang Anruo looked at the sentence in the memo. Of course she understood that it was written about her. She blushed and began to change the topic to cover up the false accusation she had just made.
"As expected of a great writer, with outstanding literary talent."
"I didn't write it, it's just an excerpt." Qin Feng put away his phone and said without thinking, "It's from "Kuang Yi Ting Kou Zhan" by Ma Yifu."
Wang Anruo thought for a moment after hearing this, but had no impression of the name.
Qin Feng touched her head and said with a smile: "It's not too late to get to know her. A modern poet who introduced the German version of "Das Kapital" is a master of Confucianism."
Wang Anruo nodded, then thought about it and said, "It's amazing to know so much."
"It's just reading too much."
"Well, great writers, it is necessary to relax your brain and move your fingers occasionally."
Wang Anruo handed the roasted chestnuts in his hand to Qin Feng and smiled playfully: "You are allowed to eat one for every two peeled!"
She is always so unreasonable in front of her, but it is precisely this kind of Wang's domineering attitude that makes Qin Feng's lips never turn down.
So the two of them started walking along the pedestrian street to see if there was anything else they wanted to eat. After walking around for a while, they went back and it was time to drive away.
Qin Feng peeled the chestnut and handed it to Wang Anruo. Wang Anruo didn't even look at it. He gently pulled his mask and stuffed the whole chestnut into his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a squirrel.
He likes to see the way she puffs up her cheeks, because that way she is either eating her own food or expressing anger...
But it's cute even when it's angry, and it's even cuter when it's eating normally. It looks like a little beast, and it also has a cat's tongue. When it puffs and puffs, it's both afraid of getting burned and wanting to eat. You'll never get tired of it.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng suddenly raised his eyebrows and thought of something fun.
"Why don't you eat it yourself?"
"I'm not greedy. If I'm greedy, I'll eat it."
"I ate them all, so don't cry."
"Don't cry."
Wang Anruo took the chestnuts from Qin Feng and stuffed them into his mouth without looking at them.
By the time she realized something didn't feel right, it was already too late.
"Crack."
There was a very slight sound, and the chestnut in the shell was bitten.
The fried chestnut shells are very soft and can be opened with a light bite without hurting the teeth.
But this actually has nothing to do with being soft or not.
Because I was fooled.Wang Anruo caught the chestnut with teeth marks in his hand. His eyes widened at first, unable to believe that he had been tricked, and then he stared at Qin Feng.
Come on, come on, Qin Feng thought, it’s time to drum up.
Sure enough, Wang Anruo's right cheek bulged up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"How dare you..."
"You gave it to the wrong one, this one is peeled." Qin Feng took advantage of her talking and gently stuffed a peeled chestnut into it.
Wang Anruo was vague: "Don't try to fool me..."
"Then give me another one."
Okay, now both sides are bulging, Qin Feng thought with a smile, more like a squirrel.
It's so cool to tease my girlfriend.
What should I do if my girlfriend is harder to control than a New Year pig after I tease her?
Waiting online, very anxious.
Qin Feng looked at Wang Anruo, who was walking away humming in front of him, and smiled helplessly.
Someone wants to sleep on the sofa when they get home at night!
But it's still pretty cool.
They originally planned to visit the pedestrian street for an hour, but in just over half an hour, the two of them got into the Lamborghini and prepared to go to the urban palace.
Wang Anruo sat on the passenger seat with his hands clasped in front of his chest angrily. He acted like an inflated balloon and turned his head away, leaving only a quarter of Qin Feng's face.
But Qin Feng asked her to put on her seat belt and tie up the chestnuts and put them aside, which she did obediently.
This is good, Qin Feng thought to himself, how many people would envy a love without a cold war!
"It's noon, and everyone is almost here. I'm sure I'll bump into a lot of acquaintances when I go to the urban mansion this time." Qin Feng said while driving: "You have to introduce me to those I don't know."
Wang Anruo pouted and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he just muttered in a low voice: "You bully people."
"Accidentally."
"Obviously it was intentional."
Wang Anruo muttered in a low voice: "If you don't know someone, just smile. Anyway, you look good when you smile. If they shake hands with you first, just turn around and look at me, and I will introduce them to you."
Qin Feng glanced at her. Although the little jealous king was easily jealous, he never held grudges, which was very worry-free.
"I don't know much about the entertainment industry, so I'm going to show off my timidity today!" Qin Feng joked to himself with a smile.
"No." Wang Anruo shook his head and said seriously: "You are Qin Wuxiang, no one dares to bear your grudge."
Near noon, the two of them arrived at the urban palace.
As usual, a doorman came over as soon as he got off the car. Qin Feng gave him the car keys and raised his arms. Wang Anruo put her little hand on his forearm and held his arm gently. From a distance, it looked like they were a match made in heaven.
The urban palace was particularly lively today, and there were twice as many doormen as before. The number of vehicles coming and going was still not enough. Qin Feng entered the revolving door and saw a doorman trotting past the elevator entrance.
It is estimated that they will have to park the car in the underground parking lot like this all day today and then take the elevator up to spin the wheel.
"Ah, Miss Fang!"
As soon as she entered the hall, someone recognized Fang Nianwei, and several women who had gathered together hurriedly gathered around her.
Qin Feng only felt that one person here looked familiar, and he had never seen the others before, so he could only keep a faint smile.
Wang Anruo greeted them enthusiastically and exchanged pleasantries.
"Is this Qin Wuxiang?" Several women couldn't take their eyes off Qin Feng from the moment they walked in. Such a handsome man is rare even in the entertainment industry.
But when they saw Fang Nianwei holding his hand, the light in their eyes dimmed again, and they felt a little jealous.
Wang Anruo introduced Qin Feng one by one, then said excuse me gracefully and continued upstairs.
"Are these all your friends?" Qin Feng asked in a low voice after he reached the dead end on the stairs.
Wang Anruo shook his head: "I don't know him at all. This is the first time I'm talking to him."
Qin Feng was slightly shocked: "This is the first time we can talk like this?"
Wang Anruo is quite familiar with it: "I've seen it on TV, and I know what agency it belongs to... Artists are like this. There are no real friends in the entertainment industry. Xiaoyun and I are in a special situation."
Along the way, I met some familiar and unknown artists. Regardless of men or women, everyone seemed to be equally enthusiastic, just like friends. However, with Wang Anruo’s previous warning, Qin Feng understood that maybe everyone along the way was the first. See you once.
In one of the most luxurious rooms in the entire urban palace, Director Chen was sitting on a chair drinking tea, while Chen Yu was trying on a suit for the red carpet in the evening.
"What did he say?" Director Chen took a sip of tea and asked leisurely.
While Chen Yu was adjusting his shirt in the mirror, he replied: "I said I have no interest in the red carpet and will read in the hotel at night."
Director Chen thought for a moment and shook his head. He didn't quite understand why he had to come all the way to watch the sea when he could read books anywhere.
Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
Before Director Chen could speak, Chen Yu had already hurried over and looked out through the peephole.
The next second he opened the door without hesitation.
Normally, he would not open the door so rashly. He would first whisper to his father who he was and whether he saw him, and then he would open the door after Director Chen nodded.
But the visitor is an exception.
"Teacher Xiao Qin!" Chen Yu's face was full of joy.
Even Director Chen, who was sitting drinking tea, put down his tea cup and stood up to look at the door.
"Hello, Director Chen."
"Come in and sit down, why did Teacher Xiao Qin come to see me when you have time?" Director Chen greeted the two of them with a smile, and his eyes fell on Wang Anruo: "Don't Nianwei prepare for the red carpet in the evening?"
"There's no reason not to come and see it." Wang Anruo said with a smile.
Director Chen poured tea for the two of them. One of these two young men was a junior he was very optimistic about, and the other was an old friend who had a long-lasting relationship. He was always happy to see them.
"You don't have to be so polite with me." Director Chen waved his hand, then lowered his voice and laughed: "I'm not the only old guy here today. Nianwei should move around more. There are also many people who want to get to know Xiao Qin. Where’s the teacher!”
Qin Feng replied: "Those people who should say hello will pass by, but Director Chen, you must be the first one."
Director Chen smiled even more happily.
No one doesn't like respect, especially Qin Feng's influence is no less than him now, but Qin Feng's humility has always been there. He regards Qin Feng as a friend, but Qin Feng can't really ignore the order of the elders and younger ones.
"Try my new tea...guess who sent it?"
"It must be Uncle Wang."
Director Chen raised his eyebrows, wondering if he could guess this?
Qin Feng just smiled, but it was difficult to explain clearly... and he drank this tea when he was in Gusu, and his memory was still fresh.
"Teacher Xiao Qin, are you going to watch the fun tonight?" Director Chen said with a smile: "Guanhai Film City, a film and television base that is said to have cost 500 billion to build, is my first time here. I'll wait and see if it's suitable. The movie was shot here.”
Qin Feng replied: "Actually, I have another film shot there, a science fiction film with director Guo."
Director Chen didn't know why at first. He was thinking about which Director Guo it was. After thinking for a long time, he realized it was Guo Fan.
"I remember." Director Chen praised: "With the rise of domestic science fiction movies, if it weren't for the success of that film, I wouldn't have asked you to remake "Spherical Cloud"."
He looked at Wang Anruo and joked: "Nian Wei is also missing a Best Actress award!"
Wang Anruo waved her hand gracefully and said with a smile: "It will happen next year, and it's not certain yet."
Director Chen looked at her meaningfully, half-smiling: "Are you not confident in yourself, or in me? Nothing is certain."
As soon as this sentence comes out, next year's Best Actress award is basically guaranteed.
Wang Anruo is now far away from becoming a true Best Actress because she lacks an award to support her reputation.
How can you be called the Best Actor and Best Actress if you haven't won Best Actor and Actor?
Wang Anruo and Qin Feng looked at each other and quickly thanked Director Chen.
Director Chen waved his hand: "If you want to thank your boyfriend, why don't you adapt the novel? And his fan base is enough for you to win half a trophy."
But then he sighed again: "It is said that domestic science fiction movies will rise, but after you have finished filming your best-selling books, how can you make them without a script? You must know that if you want to make a science fiction movie well, the investment is not an ordinary suspense film. Romance movies can be compared. Actors' remuneration is one thing, and special effects are another... Don't we have a special effects company in domestic entertainment? Can't we make good special effects? No one dares to take this risk. Now there is Teacher Xiao Qin's In the book, the domestic film industry said that science fiction was on the rise, but there will be nothing to make in the future, and science fiction movies will be short-lived after all.”
Qin Feng didn't answer, and the leading director in the directing world expressed his opinion. He, a layman, would easily look foolish if he talked casually.
"So, Teacher Xiao Qin, you can't close the book. The great cause of domestic science fiction movies is waiting for you to take the lead!" Director Chen said with a smile: "I heard that Guo Fan is here today and revisits his old place. You really have to do it tonight. Go and cheer up."
Qin Feng paused and said seriously: "I'm really ready to go tonight."
"That's good." Director Chen nodded: "Without you, there will be less gold in the audience."
"I'm going to walk the red carpet tonight."
"You want to come too?" Director Chen's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay, then there will be someone standing next to me... Teacher Xiao Qin doesn't mind it, right?"
"Anyway, Director Chen always likes to make jokes like this." Qin Feng shook his head, and then said: "In addition, I have something important to announce."
He turned his head to look at Wang Anruo, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
"We're getting engaged."
"got engaged?"
Director Chen was slightly startled, and Chen Yu opened his mouth in surprise.
"Teacher Xiao Qin, are you getting engaged to Miss Fang?!"
Qin Feng smiled and nodded, thinking that even familiar people were so surprised. If this news was announced in public at the film festival, would it be a big deal?
Director Chen was shocked, thought for a moment, and looked at Qin Feng solemnly.
"This matter is nothing to laugh at, is Teacher Xiao Qin serious?"
Qin Feng nodded.
Director Chen looked at Wang Anruo again: "Does the family agree?"
Wang Anruo also smiled and nodded slightly.
Only then did Director Chen let out a long sigh, patted the armrest of the sofa, pursed his lips and said, "Tonight, those juniors who racked their brains to win the eye are going to fail!"
Who doesn’t want to be the most dazzling one at the annual film festival?
But Director Chen knew very well that the news of Qin Wuxiang and Fang Nianwei's engagement must have overshadowed everyone!
"I'm happy from the bottom of my heart that you two can achieve success." Director Chen sighed happily: "It's not easy... Set a date and tell me. As long as the old man is still alive by then, I will definitely come to support you!"
After a few people chatted for a while, Qin Feng and Wang Anruo stood up to say goodbye. They had to go back to Huatian Entertainment to prepare for the red carpet in the evening.
After leaving the door, Qin Feng asked Wang Anruo to go downstairs and wait while he went to the toilet.
Turning the corridor on the second floor, he remembered that there was a bathroom next to the luxury suite in front of him, but before he could go there, he heard the sound of an argument.
"I'm sorry, sir, please go to the bathroom downstairs. The previous guest specifically asked not to disturb anyone."
"I'm just going to use the bathroom."
"Sorry sir, that restroom is exclusively for guests in luxury suites and is not public."
"The bathroom is right there. I saw it. It's only five steps away from me."
Qin Feng moved forward. It turned out that someone wanted to use the bathroom, but was stopped by the waiter.
The person who was stopped should also be an artist, and Qin Feng was a little impressed.
Those who he has some impression of are probably not third-tier artists. At least they are often on TV, and maybe even on the Spring Festival Gala.
The man's name was on his lips, but Qin Feng just couldn't remember it.
It stands to reason that the waiters in the urban palace have sharp eyesight and should have recognized this person long ago, but the waiters were pretending to be stupid and tried to persuade him to go elsewhere.
This made Qin Feng couldn't help but wonder about the origin of the person who rented the luxury suite today.
He was lowering his head to think about something when footsteps came from behind him.
"what happened?"
Qin Feng looked back at the familiar voice and found it was Manager Qian.
Manager Qian heard that there was a dispute and came over to take a look. Today's film festival is full of big names, so there can be no mistakes.
Seeing Qin Feng at the entrance of the corridor, Manager Qian was stunned for a moment. Then he realized that it had nothing to do with Qin Feng, so he smiled apologetically: "Mr. Qin, you saw it too. If there is an emergency, I will go and deal with it first."
"It's okay, it's okay, go and do your work."
Manager Qian hurriedly ran past Qin Feng.
At this time, everyone's gossip came up, and Qin Feng quietly moved closer, wanting to hear what was going on.
Manager Qian understood the whole story and actually said to the male artist in a very apologetic tone: "I'm really sorry. The distinguished guest inside said that he didn't want to be disturbed, so I really can't let you enter this corridor."
The male artist could no longer control his emotions, or he might have been holding it back: "I'm going to relieve myself soon, please let me in!"
Manager Qian looked around, gave a smile, and lowered his voice: "The distinguished guest inside is from the capital and likes peace and quiet... Even if he is young, even your director Li in the capital will have to smile when he sees him."
The male artist was stunned: "Which Director Li?"
"One of the official directors of this film festival, Li Ming."
The male artist's face changed, he sighed, and finally gave up the argument, turned around and trotted to the public toilet downstairs.
Manager Qian breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the waiter: "Well done, no one is allowed in, not even those big-name directors."
The waiter's words "the rich manager" were reassuring, and he nodded quickly.
After Manager Qian finished handling the matter here, he suddenly remembered something. Did he see Qin Wuxiang just now?
As a result, he suddenly turned around and saw Qin Feng already behind him.
"Wow! Mr. Qin!" Manager Qian was obviously startled and hurriedly patted his chest: "You scared me to death!"
Qin Feng smiled and pointed inside with interest: "A big shot from the capital?"
"No." Manager Qian nodded: "Although I don't know the specific origin, judging from many comparisons, it may be the biggest Buddha among the big names attending the film festival today!"
Qin Feng smiled even more when he heard this: "No one is allowed in?"
Manager Qian nodded: "Yes, no one is allowed in. Even if Director Li Ming comes, I have to stop him."
He sighed, feeling very depressed: "The other side can't afford to offend, and the other side can't afford to offend. In the end, it will always be those of us who are in trouble who are caught in the middle. Alas... I just hope that we can live in peace."
Qin Feng deliberately made fun of him and wanted to tease this old friend, so he pointed at himself: "Shall I go in and take a look?"
Manager Qian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, don't make fun of me."
Qin Feng said seriously: "I'm serious, tell him if you have something to say."
Manager Qian's eyes immediately widened: "Mr. Qin, please don't do it! Aren't you going to kill me?! I might lose my job if I offend the guy inside!"
"No." Qin Feng shook his head firmly: "When you go in and knock on the door, tell me to see him. If it really hurts you, I will compensate you for an apartment in each of the four districts in the city, plus the money in my name in the underground garage. You can pick any of those cars...but I won't give you the Hongqi H9."
"Are you serious?" Manager Qian was about to cry: "It's a small matter for me to lose my job, but don't make enemies with your distinguished guests! He has given you many warnings and never sees anyone! I'm very good at reading people, he is definitely Seriously, even if you go in and I’m polite to you on the face, I’ll definitely hold a grudge when I turn around!”
Manager Qian lowered his voice, "The more polite those big shots are on the surface, the more they hold grudges in private! Don't believe it, Mr. Qin."
Qin Feng still said the same thing: "No."
Manager Qian also reacted at this time, otherwise he would be a human being.
"You... know him?" he asked tentatively.
"If I guess correctly, we know each other." Qin Feng said with a smile.
"Don't guess, what if you guess wrong?" Manager Qian shrank his neck, but he wasn't so scared anymore.
Qin Feng stretched out five fingers: "Four apartments and a car. If I were you, any hesitation for a second would be disrespectful to money."
"It doesn't matter if you have money or not. I have a true heart-to-heart relationship with you. The main reason is that I'm afraid that you might make a mistake and become enemies." Manager Qian said sincerely.
"With your words, I feel really comfortable when I lose the money in the bet." Qin Feng patted Manager Qian's shoulder and said with a smile: "My wedding will be held at the Urban Palace later on. You will be responsible for organizing and hosting it." How about hosting? I don't trust others, so why don't you work hard? If you go to the garage to choose a car later, I will give it to you...ah, it's still the same, I won't give you that H9!"
Manager Qian's mind was filled with matters about the distinguished guests inside, and he did not recover from what Qin Feng was talking about about getting married. He still muttered that it was not about money, but this time he no longer hesitated and walked straight into the corridor and walked to the door of the luxury suite.
He made up his mind, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.
"what's up?"
There was a sound of a young man's voice that made people feel like a spring breeze. It was an age of upright and prosperous years, like the rising sun at eight o'clock.
Manager Qian put on a professional voice and said politely: "There are guests who want to see you."
"I said you're missing, please come back."
There was no fluctuation in his voice, just the same pitch and timbre as the sentence just now, and he was very polite, but Manager Qian was a good person and could catch the sullen tone in it.
He was angry.
Because he said that no one would be seen.
So he invited someone back without even asking who it was.
Manager Qian had no choice but to bravely continue: "It's Mr. Qin."
There was silence for a moment, followed by a thumping sound.
The door opened with a creak, and a young man with red lips and white teeth appeared at the door, barefoot and holding a pen in his hand.
There was blue ink on the side of his left hand. It looked like he had accidentally wiped it off after writing with a pen. This would only happen if a right-hander fisted the paper with his left hand after writing.
In addition to the hands, there are also some ink stains from the side of the face to the chin. It should be caused by scratching the face accidentally.
It is hard to imagine that a handsome and gentle young man could be so unkempt.
He looked at Manager Qian with a serious expression, as if he wanted to confirm a major event in his life, and asked one word at a time: "Which Mr. Qin?"
"This is Mr. Qin."
Qin Feng was relieved when he heard the voice.
He walked into the corridor and greeted the young man at the door: "You didn't say anything when you came. Do you think you don't take me as a teacher seriously?"
When Zhou Jin saw Qin Feng walking towards him, his face was full of joy and his eyebrows seemed to fly.
This was the second greatest joy in his life after becoming a disciple.
The gentleman is still the same gentleman, like a literary figure who came out of a scroll of poetry, calligraphy and painting, with a distinguished temperament and as elegant as jade.
But then he realized that he couldn't be too unrestrained, so he quickly calmed down his expression and bowed very respectfully.
"Hello sir."
"Where are all the etiquettes? Be more casual." Qin Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Only on this point you didn't listen to me."
Suddenly he thought of himself and Director Chen. Director Chen was probably in the same mood now.
As a result, he had more understanding of Zhou Jin's respect.
gentlemen?
Manager Qian was shocked and speechless, and just looked at Qin Feng blankly.
After a while, he scratched his head and said, "Is he your student? You should have told me earlier!"
"It wasn't confirmed before, but I found out after hearing it." Qin Feng then stretched out five fingers and teased him with a smile: "But it's a pity that the four houses and a car are gone."
Manager Qian came back to his senses and did not regret it at all. Instead, he smiled sincerely and said: "Money is really not important, you are. As long as everything is fine, fine."
(End of this chapter)
The next day, when Qin Feng opened his eyes, Wang Anruo also woke up at the same time.
She huddled under the quilt and looked at Qin Feng. When she saw that he was also awake, she pursed her lips and smiled. She had a very cute and naive feeling, which was not at all in line with her status as a quasi-diva and her cool personality.
Qin Feng also laughed, took her into his arms, was careful not to pull her hair, and rubbed her head.
Only in front of him would she have such a lovely side.
Qin Feng asked: "The opening ceremony of the film festival is tonight, why do you get up so early?"
Wang Anruo then asked, "Why do you have to get up for the film festival? I don't want to waste every day I spend with you... We can go out for a walk in the morning."
Qin Feng smiled and scratched her nose, "Glib tongue."
Wang Anruo was unhappy and retorted with a pouted mouth: "Only when you say those disgusting words can you be called glib, but what I call true feelings is revealed!"
"Discrimination?"
"It's just about deciding right from wrong."
Wang Anruo hummed falsely, then turned over and sat up to put on clothes. Qin Feng pulled the quilt and put it on her shoulders.
After such a short period of time, I couldn't help but catch a cold due to the air-conditioning. After all, I am a girl, and I am not as resistant to freezing as a man.
Qin Feng didn't argue with her, how could his girlfriend be reasonable?
If love is reasonable, then this love must be boring... Anyway, she is not a demon, so let her have small troubles.
After waking up, Wang Anruo washed up as usual, which was very convenient for Qin Feng. After brushing his teeth and touching his face, he felt refreshed. Anyway, he couldn't understand why there were so many bottles and cans on the dressing table, and each one had its use. …
All he needs is a bar of Safeguard soap and a bottle of Dabao for fall and winter to get him through all the time.
Two slices of bacon were fried in the hot oil pan, the washed tomatoes were cut into slices with some water drops on them, the bread machine made a dinging sound, and another nutritious breakfast was ready.
Wang Anruo had also watched Qin Feng cook the whole process. Simple breakfast was not complicated, but the taste of what he made was always very different from Qin Feng's. He didn't know why he always felt that Qin Feng's cooking was delicious.
Is it just love for the house or is there really something special about it?
Wang Anruo didn't know it clearly, but as long as he cooked for himself every day, it didn't matter if he didn't understand it.
As usual, she didn't plan to go out immediately after dinner. Wang Anruo invaded Qin Feng's study for the first time today. She found that reading here was much more comfortable than setting up a recliner on the balcony.
Perhaps it has something to do with the dazzling array of books. The smell of books always makes people feel immersed.
"You say you are too lazy to take care of the flowers and plants, but don't you still water these pots of flowers every day? You take better care of them than the ones on my balcony."
Wang Anruo sat in front of the desk, put the copy of "Morning Flowers Plucked at Dusk" on the desk, stood up and leaned over to look at the pots of flowers on the bookshelf.
There was a tray placed under the flowerpot to prevent water from seeping out of the soil. Wang Anruo gently held the potted flower and looked at it carefully.
Qin Feng swept the floor behind her, looked at her affectionate eyes and handsome profile, smiled slightly and felt that he should be happy for the rest of his life.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and thought of something funny... a prank.
So he walked slowly behind Wang Anruo, put his chin close to her ear and blew softly: "After all, it is the flower you gave me. If I am not responsible for it, I have to be responsible for you, right?"
Wang Anruo shrank her neck. Girls' bodies are very sensitive, especially the neck and behind the ears.
The shy girls in those green memories would even tremble like chaff from this breath and become stiff in an instant.
Fortunately, she was no longer a girl, so she curled up her neck and turned to look at Qin Feng in embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng became more serious. He directly held her waist and gave her strength, then he carried her to the table and sat on it amidst Wang Anruo's exclamations.
Wang Anruo's face turned red instantly, her knees were on both sides of Qin Feng's thighs, and she ran her fingers through the ends of her hair, looking shy.
"you……"
This gesture was really ambiguous. If he just wanted to come up and ask for a kiss, that would still be within Wang Anruo's acceptance range.
What should I do if he bullies me?
Wang Anruo's heart was pounding.
She thought to herself that she had never tried it on the table. Although there was a first time for everything and she had to be brave enough to try, but...
I have to go out later!
I just took a shower, and my skin will turn red if I take another shower.
With a playful smile on his lips, Qin Feng took a naughty step forward and pressed forward, which made Wang Anruo tilt his head to the side in shame, not daring to look at him.
"Don't..."
Just when she was about to make any move, her knees were already supported by Qin Feng's hands.
Feeling the tips of her hair getting closer and closer, Wang Anruo noticed that his breathing had become heavier.
So she simply closed her eyes.
On the table, on the table!
At worst, I'll take a shower again later.
It's not bad to try new things. It's best to take the initiative yourself and leave a deep impression on him. See if he can still sit still when writing in this study in the future?
hum...
Wang Anruo comforted himself in his heart, feeling as if the fox demon saw the scholar studying in the dilapidated temple and wanted to dye him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
But after a while, not to mention the pair of hands with fixed positioning appeared on his body, there was not even a kiss, which made Wang Anruo's hanging heart unable to fall to the ground, and instead itched.
So she quietly opened her eyes, no one was there?
His eyes slowly opened, and he saw Qin Feng sweeping the floor with his head lowered.
She was stunned, and she carried me to the table with you. Did she think I was delaying you in sweeping the floor?
Looking back at the shy and whimsical scene just now...
With a "swipe" sound, "Morning Blossoms Plucked at Dusk" drew a parabola and was firmly grasped by Qin Feng.
He smiled and closed the book and put it in the bookshelf next to him. He saw Wang Anruo sitting on the table with his legs curled up, his head in his hands and his face buried in his knees.
He walked over and poked her arm with his finger, which elicited a loud sound.
"rogue."
Qin Feng bent down and looked from underneath, and saw Wang Anruo's pouted mouth.
This reminded him of his female classmates in elementary school. As soon as they lay down on the table, the boys in the class would rush over and peek to see if they were really crying. If they were really crying, they would start to panic. If they were not crying, they would all start laughing. Then ran away.
In the world of children, crying is a big deal, but not crying is not a big deal.
"Are you crying?" he asked deliberately.
Wang Anruo let go of his hand, raised his head, and looked at him with his mouth shut, like a little girl who had been wronged.
She nodded, but there were no tears on her face?
Not even a tear.
But Qin Feng still symbolically wiped the corners of her eyes, "How else can we say that our eldest lady is top-notch? This acting skill is top-notch."
Wang Anruo raised her hand and patted him gently on the shoulder, coquettishly: "Sweep the floor, you know how to sweep the floor... I want to go shopping!"
"Okay, okay." Qin Feng smiled helplessly: "We are all going to be walking on the red carpet tonight, and now we are acting like a child... You are acting like this when you attend the film festival tonight!"
"Tonight is tonight. It's actually very tiring to deal with work. Although I like acting and being on TV, it's just as tiring when my hobby becomes work." Wang Anruo laughed through tears and suddenly stretched out his hand, "I'm too lazy to leave. Hug me Go change clothes."
Qin Feng put the broom next to him and leaned against the bookshelf, and suddenly picked up Wang Anruo from the waist.
"Where do you want to play?"
"Go to the snack street!" Wang Anruo stretched out his hand and made a Superman gesture: "Then go to the urban palace!"
Qin Feng thought about it, too.
Although the red carpet was held at night, everyone was probably already here during the day, so they might not rush early, but almost all the people they wanted to meet at noon were seated.
He and An Ruo were in Guanhai, and the film festival was also held in Guanhai. From a certain point of view, they were considered hosts. It would be unreasonable not to go and see the guests when they came.
"Uncle Wang and the others shouldn't go, right?" Qin Feng asked.
Wang Anruo nodded: "My father and uncle probably won't go. My uncle won't say anything. My father will not attend even if he considers it for me. He won't even be an audience, just to avoid suspicion."
Qin Feng hugged her, and she stretched out her hand to help him adjust his collar: "Have you not walked on the red carpet yet?"
"No, I have never participated in this kind of event before." Qin Feng said with a smile: "You don't know how many times the Writers Association has invited me. Every year, large and small writers' events will send me invitation letters, both paper and oral. Yes, I still remember the most grand one was a global science fiction interview, and the invitations were all gold-gilded.”
"Then you come with me in the afternoon and go to the company to let the makeup artist dress you up."
"Am I looking ugly in my own dress?"
"It's different." Wang Anruo shook his head: "You have to wear stage makeup to walk on the red carpet. Although you are already very handsome without makeup, you can be smart if you can."
"Will it be on the cover of a magazine?" Qin Feng teased.
Wang Anruo stretched out his hand and gave Qin Feng a slap in the face under his eyes: "The magazine has to make a special appointment, but it will definitely make the headlines."
Qin Feng was not annoyed, because Wang Anruo would rub it for him after he finished playing, gently rubbing his forehead with his slightly cold hands.
"It's not bad to be on the headlines." He thought for a moment and said firmly: "More people read headlines than magazines, and what you say will be heard by more people."
"Why didn't you try to be famous before?"
"I just wanted to make money before." Qin Feng took a deep sniff in Wang Anruo's hair: "Now, I can't wait to let the whole world know that we are getting married."
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What he wanted today was a show of publicity, so Qin Feng drove out his black Lamborghini.
It's not that the red Ferrari is not eye-catching, but that car was borrowed by Li Xiaoyun three days ago.
Although she is Wang Anruo's childhood friend, Li Xiaoxiao's stage name is far less well-known than Fang Nianwei. She has been appearing as the second female lead in little-known films all year round. She lacks both fame and wealth. In addition, her family is not as rich as the Wang family. With so much money, life is pretty tight.
The car she bought was more cost-effective, and sports cars were obviously not considered.
But tonight is the opening ceremony of the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Film Festival. Media from all over the country will gather to watch the film. Everyone is racking their brains to build momentum in the spotlight. The more eye-catching, the higher the traffic.
This is the age of entertaining to death.
"Driving a supercar to visit the snack street is the only one in the entire Guanhai City where we, Qin Da Writers, can do such a thing."
"Didn't you say you can't keep a low profile today?" Qin Feng thought for a while, then said with a smile: "But this is indeed something I can do."
He parked the car at the entrance of the snack street. It was almost noon and the food stalls were basically closed. Fortunately, it was very close to the office buildings. The white-collar workers had to eat at noon, and there were also some rented doors. The shops in Tou are open around the clock, so it’s not difficult to eat to your heart’s content.
Cars are definitely not allowed in. There are specially built stone piers at the entrances on both sides of the snack street, so cars can only be parked at the intersection.
But even if Qin Feng is allowed to enter, he won't drive in. The so-called shopping is not just riding in Chang'an, so why be so anxious?
"Do you think those white-collar workers wearing shirts usually eat lunch in front of the street?"
Wang Anruo watched as a few dull-looking men walked into the beef soup shop on the roadside. They were required to wear collared tops and long trousers above the knees. It turned out that they were working in a nearby office building.
Qin Feng looked at the situation and sighed softly: "It's either a small shop downstairs or a takeaway. Don't think that white-collar workers are some glamorous description... It was high-end 20 years ago, but now it's just a different place to move bricks."
He spread his hands and added: "Actually, you don't really make much money moving bricks."
Wang Anruo listened quietly, with his two little hands behind his back.
She likes to hear Qin Feng talk about this and that, from history to yesterday, from abroad to China... In short, as long as he is chatting with her, it is good, no matter what he is talking about.
"I want to eat that."
While walking, Wang Anruo suddenly stood still and pointed ahead.
A shop that sells roasted seeds and pastries and other items.However, the main products of this kind of shop are candied chestnuts and candied haws of sugar, and other items are only secondary.
"If you want to eat, just leave." Qin Feng laughed at why she stopped.
Then Wang Anruo took out two masks from the bag and handed one to Qin Feng.
"If you get recognized, you won't be able to go shopping." Wang Anruo stuck out his tongue, then put on a mask and trotted over excitedly.
Qin Feng looked at her back and then at the mask in his hand, thinking that it would be troublesome for celebrities to go out.
When he put on a mask and went there, Wang Anruo was already shopping with the store.
It can be seen that this store has a good reputation. It is almost noon and there are actually a lot of people gathered around it. Wang Anruo finally squeezes in.
"How to sell roasted chestnuts?"
"21 pounds."
"How much is a pound?"
The landlady raised her head and looked at Wang Anruo, smiling: "You don't buy things often, do you?"
Wang Anruo nodded sheepishly.
Then the boss lady packed a bag of one kilogram and gave it to Wang Anruo to test the weight: "This is one kilogram."
"Is mine healed?"
"Right now."
The landlady quickly packed some more and handed them to the customers next to her. The three floors inside and outside were full of people.
Wang Anruo thought for a moment and said, "Then give me two pounds."
"Okay, little girl, please wait a moment, the front will be finished soon."
Wang Anruo took the time to look at the shop. It seemed to be old and the walls had turned yellow. The old chestnut roasting machine in the back should be the latest thing in the shop.
A man in his 40s was struggling to stir-fry a casserole, but he was still busy with only a chestnut frying machine, which showed that the business was booming.
"Here you go, little girl."
Wang Anruo took the chestnuts and only had time to say thank you before being squeezed out of the crowd.
Qin Feng stood not far away and watched her jump and run over.
"I bought two kilograms, which is enough for the two of us to eat for a long time!" Wang Anruo smiled happily and narrowed his eyes while carrying the bag.
Qin Feng chuckled: "After two kilograms of chestnuts, you don't have to eat at noon today."
Wang Anruo took out a chestnut and peeled it open gently, swallowed, but still handed it to Qin Feng's mouth first.
"Ah~" She opened her mouth and asked Qin Feng to follow suit like coaxing a child.
Qin Feng smiled even more and felt a warm current flowing through his heart.
But before he could open his mouth, Wang Anruo suddenly shouted "It's broken", turned around and ran towards the store.
"I'm sorry, I didn't give you any money!" she yelled as she ran.
The surrounding customers all looked towards Wang Anruo after hearing this. After digesting this sentence and understanding that she came back specifically to pay, the customers who were originally surrounding them all consciously moved away.
People still somewhat approve of this kind of conscientious behavior.
The landlady was stunned, then raised her head, feeling embarrassed, and wiped her hands on her apron: "Look at me, I've even forgotten how busy I am."
Wang Anruo apologized profusely, and then quickly took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code.
Some customers around me joked: "You sold hundreds of kilograms of roasted chestnuts this day, right? You must have forgotten more than just this one thing."
The landlady took it seriously and sighed: "No! This little girl is the only one who comes back to pay me these days."
Listening to the sound of Alipay arriving, she quickly took a small shovel and filled another small bag of roasted chestnuts. "Little girl, don't leave in a hurry. These are given to you. Thank you very much!"
Wang Anruo quickly waved his hand and thanked the landlady for her kindness, and picked up the paper bag in his hand with a smile: "How can you thank me? It's only natural to pay for things! No, it's hard to speculate. You can keep them and sell them. Enough to eat.”
After saying that, she turned around and left. The proprietress looked at Wang Anruo's back and said from the bottom of her heart: "This little girl is really beautiful and kind-hearted."
"She's wearing a mask." The customer next to her laughed, "How do you tell she's beautiful?"
"The eyes are exposed." The proprietress said firmly: "The smile looks like two crescents, absolutely beautiful... and to say the least, such a kind-hearted girl can't be ugly!"
Qin Feng, who witnessed everything at the door of the store, raised his lips slightly and took out his mobile phone to open the memo.
Because of his habit of writing, he could always stop and take out his cell phone at any time to jot down some inspiration in his memo.
A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. I thought I could remember it at the time, but I would definitely forget it later... The most common ones are various passwords. Even if I don't write down the password, I will be confused when I look back.
He slid his finger across the screen and recorded the sentence "I know the universe is vast, but I still pity the green grass and trees" in his memo.
He said that he would write a novel dedicated to Wang Anruo.
"What are you laughing at?" Wang Anruo ran back and looked at Qin Feng with doubts on his face: "Are you secretly complaining to my dad about the embarrassing thing about me forgetting to give you money?!"
"You always think so bad of me."
Qin Feng watched Wang Anruo snatch his mobile phone, and he felt kind of like Fox Nick letting Judy Rabbit snatch away the carrot recorder.
Wang Anruo looked at the sentence in the memo. Of course she understood that it was written about her. She blushed and began to change the topic to cover up the false accusation she had just made.
"As expected of a great writer, with outstanding literary talent."
"I didn't write it, it's just an excerpt." Qin Feng put away his phone and said without thinking, "It's from "Kuang Yi Ting Kou Zhan" by Ma Yifu."
Wang Anruo thought for a moment after hearing this, but had no impression of the name.
Qin Feng touched her head and said with a smile: "It's not too late to get to know her. A modern poet who introduced the German version of "Das Kapital" is a master of Confucianism."
Wang Anruo nodded, then thought about it and said, "It's amazing to know so much."
"It's just reading too much."
"Well, great writers, it is necessary to relax your brain and move your fingers occasionally."
Wang Anruo handed the roasted chestnuts in his hand to Qin Feng and smiled playfully: "You are allowed to eat one for every two peeled!"
She is always so unreasonable in front of her, but it is precisely this kind of Wang's domineering attitude that makes Qin Feng's lips never turn down.
So the two of them started walking along the pedestrian street to see if there was anything else they wanted to eat. After walking around for a while, they went back and it was time to drive away.
Qin Feng peeled the chestnut and handed it to Wang Anruo. Wang Anruo didn't even look at it. He gently pulled his mask and stuffed the whole chestnut into his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a squirrel.
He likes to see the way she puffs up her cheeks, because that way she is either eating her own food or expressing anger...
But it's cute even when it's angry, and it's even cuter when it's eating normally. It looks like a little beast, and it also has a cat's tongue. When it puffs and puffs, it's both afraid of getting burned and wanting to eat. You'll never get tired of it.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng suddenly raised his eyebrows and thought of something fun.
"Why don't you eat it yourself?"
"I'm not greedy. If I'm greedy, I'll eat it."
"I ate them all, so don't cry."
"Don't cry."
Wang Anruo took the chestnuts from Qin Feng and stuffed them into his mouth without looking at them.
By the time she realized something didn't feel right, it was already too late.
"Crack."
There was a very slight sound, and the chestnut in the shell was bitten.
The fried chestnut shells are very soft and can be opened with a light bite without hurting the teeth.
But this actually has nothing to do with being soft or not.
Because I was fooled.Wang Anruo caught the chestnut with teeth marks in his hand. His eyes widened at first, unable to believe that he had been tricked, and then he stared at Qin Feng.
Come on, come on, Qin Feng thought, it’s time to drum up.
Sure enough, Wang Anruo's right cheek bulged up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"How dare you..."
"You gave it to the wrong one, this one is peeled." Qin Feng took advantage of her talking and gently stuffed a peeled chestnut into it.
Wang Anruo was vague: "Don't try to fool me..."
"Then give me another one."
Okay, now both sides are bulging, Qin Feng thought with a smile, more like a squirrel.
It's so cool to tease my girlfriend.
What should I do if my girlfriend is harder to control than a New Year pig after I tease her?
Waiting online, very anxious.
Qin Feng looked at Wang Anruo, who was walking away humming in front of him, and smiled helplessly.
Someone wants to sleep on the sofa when they get home at night!
But it's still pretty cool.
They originally planned to visit the pedestrian street for an hour, but in just over half an hour, the two of them got into the Lamborghini and prepared to go to the urban palace.
Wang Anruo sat on the passenger seat with his hands clasped in front of his chest angrily. He acted like an inflated balloon and turned his head away, leaving only a quarter of Qin Feng's face.
But Qin Feng asked her to put on her seat belt and tie up the chestnuts and put them aside, which she did obediently.
This is good, Qin Feng thought to himself, how many people would envy a love without a cold war!
"It's noon, and everyone is almost here. I'm sure I'll bump into a lot of acquaintances when I go to the urban mansion this time." Qin Feng said while driving: "You have to introduce me to those I don't know."
Wang Anruo pouted and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he just muttered in a low voice: "You bully people."
"Accidentally."
"Obviously it was intentional."
Wang Anruo muttered in a low voice: "If you don't know someone, just smile. Anyway, you look good when you smile. If they shake hands with you first, just turn around and look at me, and I will introduce them to you."
Qin Feng glanced at her. Although the little jealous king was easily jealous, he never held grudges, which was very worry-free.
"I don't know much about the entertainment industry, so I'm going to show off my timidity today!" Qin Feng joked to himself with a smile.
"No." Wang Anruo shook his head and said seriously: "You are Qin Wuxiang, no one dares to bear your grudge."
Near noon, the two of them arrived at the urban palace.
As usual, a doorman came over as soon as he got off the car. Qin Feng gave him the car keys and raised his arms. Wang Anruo put her little hand on his forearm and held his arm gently. From a distance, it looked like they were a match made in heaven.
The urban palace was particularly lively today, and there were twice as many doormen as before. The number of vehicles coming and going was still not enough. Qin Feng entered the revolving door and saw a doorman trotting past the elevator entrance.
It is estimated that they will have to park the car in the underground parking lot like this all day today and then take the elevator up to spin the wheel.
"Ah, Miss Fang!"
As soon as she entered the hall, someone recognized Fang Nianwei, and several women who had gathered together hurriedly gathered around her.
Qin Feng only felt that one person here looked familiar, and he had never seen the others before, so he could only keep a faint smile.
Wang Anruo greeted them enthusiastically and exchanged pleasantries.
"Is this Qin Wuxiang?" Several women couldn't take their eyes off Qin Feng from the moment they walked in. Such a handsome man is rare even in the entertainment industry.
But when they saw Fang Nianwei holding his hand, the light in their eyes dimmed again, and they felt a little jealous.
Wang Anruo introduced Qin Feng one by one, then said excuse me gracefully and continued upstairs.
"Are these all your friends?" Qin Feng asked in a low voice after he reached the dead end on the stairs.
Wang Anruo shook his head: "I don't know him at all. This is the first time I'm talking to him."
Qin Feng was slightly shocked: "This is the first time we can talk like this?"
Wang Anruo is quite familiar with it: "I've seen it on TV, and I know what agency it belongs to... Artists are like this. There are no real friends in the entertainment industry. Xiaoyun and I are in a special situation."
Along the way, I met some familiar and unknown artists. Regardless of men or women, everyone seemed to be equally enthusiastic, just like friends. However, with Wang Anruo’s previous warning, Qin Feng understood that maybe everyone along the way was the first. See you once.
In one of the most luxurious rooms in the entire urban palace, Director Chen was sitting on a chair drinking tea, while Chen Yu was trying on a suit for the red carpet in the evening.
"What did he say?" Director Chen took a sip of tea and asked leisurely.
While Chen Yu was adjusting his shirt in the mirror, he replied: "I said I have no interest in the red carpet and will read in the hotel at night."
Director Chen thought for a moment and shook his head. He didn't quite understand why he had to come all the way to watch the sea when he could read books anywhere.
Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
Before Director Chen could speak, Chen Yu had already hurried over and looked out through the peephole.
The next second he opened the door without hesitation.
Normally, he would not open the door so rashly. He would first whisper to his father who he was and whether he saw him, and then he would open the door after Director Chen nodded.
But the visitor is an exception.
"Teacher Xiao Qin!" Chen Yu's face was full of joy.
Even Director Chen, who was sitting drinking tea, put down his tea cup and stood up to look at the door.
"Hello, Director Chen."
"Come in and sit down, why did Teacher Xiao Qin come to see me when you have time?" Director Chen greeted the two of them with a smile, and his eyes fell on Wang Anruo: "Don't Nianwei prepare for the red carpet in the evening?"
"There's no reason not to come and see it." Wang Anruo said with a smile.
Director Chen poured tea for the two of them. One of these two young men was a junior he was very optimistic about, and the other was an old friend who had a long-lasting relationship. He was always happy to see them.
"You don't have to be so polite with me." Director Chen waved his hand, then lowered his voice and laughed: "I'm not the only old guy here today. Nianwei should move around more. There are also many people who want to get to know Xiao Qin. Where’s the teacher!”
Qin Feng replied: "Those people who should say hello will pass by, but Director Chen, you must be the first one."
Director Chen smiled even more happily.
No one doesn't like respect, especially Qin Feng's influence is no less than him now, but Qin Feng's humility has always been there. He regards Qin Feng as a friend, but Qin Feng can't really ignore the order of the elders and younger ones.
"Try my new tea...guess who sent it?"
"It must be Uncle Wang."
Director Chen raised his eyebrows, wondering if he could guess this?
Qin Feng just smiled, but it was difficult to explain clearly... and he drank this tea when he was in Gusu, and his memory was still fresh.
"Teacher Xiao Qin, are you going to watch the fun tonight?" Director Chen said with a smile: "Guanhai Film City, a film and television base that is said to have cost 500 billion to build, is my first time here. I'll wait and see if it's suitable. The movie was shot here.”
Qin Feng replied: "Actually, I have another film shot there, a science fiction film with director Guo."
Director Chen didn't know why at first. He was thinking about which Director Guo it was. After thinking for a long time, he realized it was Guo Fan.
"I remember." Director Chen praised: "With the rise of domestic science fiction movies, if it weren't for the success of that film, I wouldn't have asked you to remake "Spherical Cloud"."
He looked at Wang Anruo and joked: "Nian Wei is also missing a Best Actress award!"
Wang Anruo waved her hand gracefully and said with a smile: "It will happen next year, and it's not certain yet."
Director Chen looked at her meaningfully, half-smiling: "Are you not confident in yourself, or in me? Nothing is certain."
As soon as this sentence comes out, next year's Best Actress award is basically guaranteed.
Wang Anruo is now far away from becoming a true Best Actress because she lacks an award to support her reputation.
How can you be called the Best Actor and Best Actress if you haven't won Best Actor and Actor?
Wang Anruo and Qin Feng looked at each other and quickly thanked Director Chen.
Director Chen waved his hand: "If you want to thank your boyfriend, why don't you adapt the novel? And his fan base is enough for you to win half a trophy."
But then he sighed again: "It is said that domestic science fiction movies will rise, but after you have finished filming your best-selling books, how can you make them without a script? You must know that if you want to make a science fiction movie well, the investment is not an ordinary suspense film. Romance movies can be compared. Actors' remuneration is one thing, and special effects are another... Don't we have a special effects company in domestic entertainment? Can't we make good special effects? No one dares to take this risk. Now there is Teacher Xiao Qin's In the book, the domestic film industry said that science fiction was on the rise, but there will be nothing to make in the future, and science fiction movies will be short-lived after all.”
Qin Feng didn't answer, and the leading director in the directing world expressed his opinion. He, a layman, would easily look foolish if he talked casually.
"So, Teacher Xiao Qin, you can't close the book. The great cause of domestic science fiction movies is waiting for you to take the lead!" Director Chen said with a smile: "I heard that Guo Fan is here today and revisits his old place. You really have to do it tonight. Go and cheer up."
Qin Feng paused and said seriously: "I'm really ready to go tonight."
"That's good." Director Chen nodded: "Without you, there will be less gold in the audience."
"I'm going to walk the red carpet tonight."
"You want to come too?" Director Chen's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay, then there will be someone standing next to me... Teacher Xiao Qin doesn't mind it, right?"
"Anyway, Director Chen always likes to make jokes like this." Qin Feng shook his head, and then said: "In addition, I have something important to announce."
He turned his head to look at Wang Anruo, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
"We're getting engaged."
"got engaged?"
Director Chen was slightly startled, and Chen Yu opened his mouth in surprise.
"Teacher Xiao Qin, are you getting engaged to Miss Fang?!"
Qin Feng smiled and nodded, thinking that even familiar people were so surprised. If this news was announced in public at the film festival, would it be a big deal?
Director Chen was shocked, thought for a moment, and looked at Qin Feng solemnly.
"This matter is nothing to laugh at, is Teacher Xiao Qin serious?"
Qin Feng nodded.
Director Chen looked at Wang Anruo again: "Does the family agree?"
Wang Anruo also smiled and nodded slightly.
Only then did Director Chen let out a long sigh, patted the armrest of the sofa, pursed his lips and said, "Tonight, those juniors who racked their brains to win the eye are going to fail!"
Who doesn’t want to be the most dazzling one at the annual film festival?
But Director Chen knew very well that the news of Qin Wuxiang and Fang Nianwei's engagement must have overshadowed everyone!
"I'm happy from the bottom of my heart that you two can achieve success." Director Chen sighed happily: "It's not easy... Set a date and tell me. As long as the old man is still alive by then, I will definitely come to support you!"
After a few people chatted for a while, Qin Feng and Wang Anruo stood up to say goodbye. They had to go back to Huatian Entertainment to prepare for the red carpet in the evening.
After leaving the door, Qin Feng asked Wang Anruo to go downstairs and wait while he went to the toilet.
Turning the corridor on the second floor, he remembered that there was a bathroom next to the luxury suite in front of him, but before he could go there, he heard the sound of an argument.
"I'm sorry, sir, please go to the bathroom downstairs. The previous guest specifically asked not to disturb anyone."
"I'm just going to use the bathroom."
"Sorry sir, that restroom is exclusively for guests in luxury suites and is not public."
"The bathroom is right there. I saw it. It's only five steps away from me."
Qin Feng moved forward. It turned out that someone wanted to use the bathroom, but was stopped by the waiter.
The person who was stopped should also be an artist, and Qin Feng was a little impressed.
Those who he has some impression of are probably not third-tier artists. At least they are often on TV, and maybe even on the Spring Festival Gala.
The man's name was on his lips, but Qin Feng just couldn't remember it.
It stands to reason that the waiters in the urban palace have sharp eyesight and should have recognized this person long ago, but the waiters were pretending to be stupid and tried to persuade him to go elsewhere.
This made Qin Feng couldn't help but wonder about the origin of the person who rented the luxury suite today.
He was lowering his head to think about something when footsteps came from behind him.
"what happened?"
Qin Feng looked back at the familiar voice and found it was Manager Qian.
Manager Qian heard that there was a dispute and came over to take a look. Today's film festival is full of big names, so there can be no mistakes.
Seeing Qin Feng at the entrance of the corridor, Manager Qian was stunned for a moment. Then he realized that it had nothing to do with Qin Feng, so he smiled apologetically: "Mr. Qin, you saw it too. If there is an emergency, I will go and deal with it first."
"It's okay, it's okay, go and do your work."
Manager Qian hurriedly ran past Qin Feng.
At this time, everyone's gossip came up, and Qin Feng quietly moved closer, wanting to hear what was going on.
Manager Qian understood the whole story and actually said to the male artist in a very apologetic tone: "I'm really sorry. The distinguished guest inside said that he didn't want to be disturbed, so I really can't let you enter this corridor."
The male artist could no longer control his emotions, or he might have been holding it back: "I'm going to relieve myself soon, please let me in!"
Manager Qian looked around, gave a smile, and lowered his voice: "The distinguished guest inside is from the capital and likes peace and quiet... Even if he is young, even your director Li in the capital will have to smile when he sees him."
The male artist was stunned: "Which Director Li?"
"One of the official directors of this film festival, Li Ming."
The male artist's face changed, he sighed, and finally gave up the argument, turned around and trotted to the public toilet downstairs.
Manager Qian breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the waiter: "Well done, no one is allowed in, not even those big-name directors."
The waiter's words "the rich manager" were reassuring, and he nodded quickly.
After Manager Qian finished handling the matter here, he suddenly remembered something. Did he see Qin Wuxiang just now?
As a result, he suddenly turned around and saw Qin Feng already behind him.
"Wow! Mr. Qin!" Manager Qian was obviously startled and hurriedly patted his chest: "You scared me to death!"
Qin Feng smiled and pointed inside with interest: "A big shot from the capital?"
"No." Manager Qian nodded: "Although I don't know the specific origin, judging from many comparisons, it may be the biggest Buddha among the big names attending the film festival today!"
Qin Feng smiled even more when he heard this: "No one is allowed in?"
Manager Qian nodded: "Yes, no one is allowed in. Even if Director Li Ming comes, I have to stop him."
He sighed, feeling very depressed: "The other side can't afford to offend, and the other side can't afford to offend. In the end, it will always be those of us who are in trouble who are caught in the middle. Alas... I just hope that we can live in peace."
Qin Feng deliberately made fun of him and wanted to tease this old friend, so he pointed at himself: "Shall I go in and take a look?"
Manager Qian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, don't make fun of me."
Qin Feng said seriously: "I'm serious, tell him if you have something to say."
Manager Qian's eyes immediately widened: "Mr. Qin, please don't do it! Aren't you going to kill me?! I might lose my job if I offend the guy inside!"
"No." Qin Feng shook his head firmly: "When you go in and knock on the door, tell me to see him. If it really hurts you, I will compensate you for an apartment in each of the four districts in the city, plus the money in my name in the underground garage. You can pick any of those cars...but I won't give you the Hongqi H9."
"Are you serious?" Manager Qian was about to cry: "It's a small matter for me to lose my job, but don't make enemies with your distinguished guests! He has given you many warnings and never sees anyone! I'm very good at reading people, he is definitely Seriously, even if you go in and I’m polite to you on the face, I’ll definitely hold a grudge when I turn around!”
Manager Qian lowered his voice, "The more polite those big shots are on the surface, the more they hold grudges in private! Don't believe it, Mr. Qin."
Qin Feng still said the same thing: "No."
Manager Qian also reacted at this time, otherwise he would be a human being.
"You... know him?" he asked tentatively.
"If I guess correctly, we know each other." Qin Feng said with a smile.
"Don't guess, what if you guess wrong?" Manager Qian shrank his neck, but he wasn't so scared anymore.
Qin Feng stretched out five fingers: "Four apartments and a car. If I were you, any hesitation for a second would be disrespectful to money."
"It doesn't matter if you have money or not. I have a true heart-to-heart relationship with you. The main reason is that I'm afraid that you might make a mistake and become enemies." Manager Qian said sincerely.
"With your words, I feel really comfortable when I lose the money in the bet." Qin Feng patted Manager Qian's shoulder and said with a smile: "My wedding will be held at the Urban Palace later on. You will be responsible for organizing and hosting it." How about hosting? I don't trust others, so why don't you work hard? If you go to the garage to choose a car later, I will give it to you...ah, it's still the same, I won't give you that H9!"
Manager Qian's mind was filled with matters about the distinguished guests inside, and he did not recover from what Qin Feng was talking about about getting married. He still muttered that it was not about money, but this time he no longer hesitated and walked straight into the corridor and walked to the door of the luxury suite.
He made up his mind, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.
"what's up?"
There was a sound of a young man's voice that made people feel like a spring breeze. It was an age of upright and prosperous years, like the rising sun at eight o'clock.
Manager Qian put on a professional voice and said politely: "There are guests who want to see you."
"I said you're missing, please come back."
There was no fluctuation in his voice, just the same pitch and timbre as the sentence just now, and he was very polite, but Manager Qian was a good person and could catch the sullen tone in it.
He was angry.
Because he said that no one would be seen.
So he invited someone back without even asking who it was.
Manager Qian had no choice but to bravely continue: "It's Mr. Qin."
There was silence for a moment, followed by a thumping sound.
The door opened with a creak, and a young man with red lips and white teeth appeared at the door, barefoot and holding a pen in his hand.
There was blue ink on the side of his left hand. It looked like he had accidentally wiped it off after writing with a pen. This would only happen if a right-hander fisted the paper with his left hand after writing.
In addition to the hands, there are also some ink stains from the side of the face to the chin. It should be caused by scratching the face accidentally.
It is hard to imagine that a handsome and gentle young man could be so unkempt.
He looked at Manager Qian with a serious expression, as if he wanted to confirm a major event in his life, and asked one word at a time: "Which Mr. Qin?"
"This is Mr. Qin."
Qin Feng was relieved when he heard the voice.
He walked into the corridor and greeted the young man at the door: "You didn't say anything when you came. Do you think you don't take me as a teacher seriously?"
When Zhou Jin saw Qin Feng walking towards him, his face was full of joy and his eyebrows seemed to fly.
This was the second greatest joy in his life after becoming a disciple.
The gentleman is still the same gentleman, like a literary figure who came out of a scroll of poetry, calligraphy and painting, with a distinguished temperament and as elegant as jade.
But then he realized that he couldn't be too unrestrained, so he quickly calmed down his expression and bowed very respectfully.
"Hello sir."
"Where are all the etiquettes? Be more casual." Qin Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Only on this point you didn't listen to me."
Suddenly he thought of himself and Director Chen. Director Chen was probably in the same mood now.
As a result, he had more understanding of Zhou Jin's respect.
gentlemen?
Manager Qian was shocked and speechless, and just looked at Qin Feng blankly.
After a while, he scratched his head and said, "Is he your student? You should have told me earlier!"
"It wasn't confirmed before, but I found out after hearing it." Qin Feng then stretched out five fingers and teased him with a smile: "But it's a pity that the four houses and a car are gone."
Manager Qian came back to his senses and did not regret it at all. Instead, he smiled sincerely and said: "Money is really not important, you are. As long as everything is fine, fine."
(End of this chapter)
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