So red that everything is black

Chapter 52 Red (33)
After arriving at the Haicheng office, the staff had already written a speech for her.

Wen Xinlan pointed to a string of characters and asked, "Are these T-texts?"

"Yes, the company hopes that Teacher Guifu can use T language to say hello to the audience."

"But I don't speak T language!"

"It doesn't matter. We transcribed all the speeches in Pinyin. Teacher Guifu tried to practice it a few times. We also have a T language teacher to guide us."

"Okay, I'll try."

An hour later, Wen Xinlan faced the camera and said a promotional slogan in a poor T-text, hoping that the audience in country T would like her work.

The staff was very satisfied and personally escorted Wen Xinlan out of the office.

The setting sun shines on the streets of Haicheng.

Occasionally withered sycamore leaves are also inlaid with golden light.

The decadent yet luxurious beauty reflects Haicheng’s unique petty bourgeois sentiment.

Wen Xinlan sent a message to CC asking Pei Yuan if he had time in the evening, and wanted to invite him out for a meal to express his gratitude.

Pei Yuan replied instantly: "Yes, where are you going to eat? I'll pick you up?"

Wen Xinlan found a high-end niche restaurant on the Internet and sent the address.

"I'll go back to the hotel first. Let's meet at the restaurant!"

"OK!"

Wen Xinlan returned to the hotel and changed out of her expensive suit into a comfortable and cute cotton dress.

Because he came to Haicheng in such a hurry this time, Pei Yuan's suit was still packed in a plastic bag from the dry cleaner, and the price was slightly reduced.

So Wen Xinlan asked the hotel front desk for a black hard handbag, folded it neatly and put it inside.

When we took a taxi to the Pink Lily of the Valley restaurant, Pei Yuan had already arrived first.

The waitress led Wen Xinlan to the private room.

"Teacher Pei! You came first!" As she said this, Wen Xinlan handed the bag in her hand to Pei Yuan, "Thank you so much for last time! Otherwise, I would be in a big embarrassment!"

Pei Yuan took the suit and said, "You're welcome! It's just a little effort. I didn't expect to meet Teacher Guifu again so soon!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect to meet again within a month. I came to Haicheng today to record a short video, and I thought I could treat Teacher Pei to a meal, thank you for your help last time, and return the clothes by the way. you."

"What program are you recording?"

Wen Xinlan glanced at the waitress standing next to her out of the corner of her eye, "How about we order food first? I'm a little hungry after a busy day."

"Okay, let's order food first and chat while we eat."

The decoration of the restaurant is mainly in European country style, with a bouquet of white lilies of the valley in the water bottle, which looks expensive.

The waitress with a ponytail came forward and presented two menus, "Hello, our dishes can be selected individually or as a set meal."

The recipes are in English and Chinese.

Wen Xinlan didn't bother to choose carefully and directly chose the most popular pink lily of the valley set meal.

Pei Yuan chose the lowest-priced Lily of the Valley package.

Wen Xinlan vaguely guessed that Pei Yuan didn't want her to spend money, so after the waiter left, she joked: "Teacher Pei doesn't think I can't afford a meal, right?"

"No, no, it's just my first time asking a lady to pay the bill, so I'm a little uncomfortable." "Although I didn't make much money in the past ten years, my income has been pretty good in the past few months, and my house has been replaced by a villa. I still treat you to dinner." Affordable.”

Pei Yuan was afraid of hurting someone's self-esteem and hurriedly changed the topic, "I haven't said anything just yet, what program did you come to Haicheng to record today?"

"Oh, I'm here to shoot a promotional video for a work that will be sold in country T."

"T country? Which of your books has been sold abroad?"

"'Dump the Yandere Boyfriend'."

"Sounds like a yandere novel."

"Yeah, yes. I really like reading yandere novels, so I decided to write one."

"Do you like yandere?"

"No, no, I just like to read yandere stories, and I don't like yanderes in real life!"

Pei Yuan's eyes were dark, "But the male protagonists in yandere novels are quite single-minded."

"What's the use of being single-minded? If I meet a sick girl, I'll run as far as I can and seek help from the police uncle as soon as possible."

For some reason, Pei Yuan looked slightly disappointed, "I thought you didn't hate yandere..."

"Virtuality and reality are two different things. For example, I like to read prison stories, but that doesn't mean I like being imprisoned! In the ancient stories about overbearing presidents, which chaebol male protagonist hasn't played prison PLAY? But in the They are all committing crimes today!”

The waitress knocked on the door and brought appetizers and drinks.

Pei Yuan served Wen Xinlan as a gentleman and chatted casually, "Yandere is also a kind of mental illness. Mental illness is ultimately caused by thinking too much. But only people who think too much can become writers, so which writer If you don't have any psychological problems, who doesn't have the potential to be a yandere?"

Wen Xinlan smiled calmly, "Yes, which writer has no psychological problems? For example, I feel that I am just living and have no nostalgia for this world."

Pei Yuan frowned, as if he wanted to comfort him.

Wen Xinlan continued to explain, "Although I have an instinctive fear of death physically and will not actively seek death, I am not afraid of death psychologically. If the end of the world comes, I can face it calmly."

"What you said reminds me of a foreign movie. The hero in it finally gave up his religious work and died calmly before he began to enjoy real life."

"You're talking about "Going to Die Calmly"! I've seen it too. I think the West and ours are two completely different cultures. Our current market mainstream tone is Wei Guangzheng, completely sacrificing personal interests for collective interests, and don't talk about it at all. individual rights.”

While the two were chatting, the pony-tailed waiter knocked on the door again, brought the subsequent steak dishes, and refilled the sweet wine for the two of them.

Wen Xinlan vaguely noticed that the waitress kept peeking at Pei Yuan out of the corner of her eye, and even poured a little more wine when pouring it. Moreover, the steak in front of Pei Yuan was higher than her own set meal. Looks better.

After the waitress left, Wen Xinlan said with a bad smile: "The way the lady looks at you is unusual, she seems to like you!"

"No, it's just a professional smile. In a restaurant of this level, the waiters are highly educated and familiar with more than two foreign languages. Every move they make is professionally trained. Even when they smile, they show exactly eight teeth."

"Wow, so awesome? Don't tell me they have part-time jobs and earn hundreds of thousands a month, like self-media masters."

"That's not true. But it's normal for young people in Haicheng to have a side job."

Wen Xinlan sighed: "Dahai City is indeed different from our countryside. When I was ordering a meal just now, I found that the top restaurants online were all booked. I had money and couldn't spend it, so I flipped through several pages before I found this one. Restaurant for same-day dining.”

"On the price list, most of the top restaurants that rank high are membership-based, and only members can eat there. Some of them require reservations in advance. If you don't make a reservation, you won't get a table."

"What kind of restaurant did we go to last time?"

"It's a reservation, so to speak. But the last time we went there, we made a last-minute decision..." Pei Yuan patted the side of his face and said, "Just rely on facial recognition. My old face is still of some use."

(End of this chapter)