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Chapter 297 Don't Care About Your Face

"Ten thousand."

"bump!"

Zhang Chen took the card that Fan Bingbing had just played.

In addition to Fan Bingbing who is his upstream partner, the downstream partner is Li Bingbing, who is Fan Bingbing's opponent, and his opponent is Zhang Shaohan.

At this time, everyone except Zhang Chen was extremely nervous.

According to the rules of mahjong, not counting regional differences, the highest number is 320.

If someone really hits the highest number, they will have to pay 320 million.
Even the smallest fart, they have to pay 10,000.
This is not pure
"Bullshit!"

Zhang Chen smiled and slapped the cards he had just drawn on the table. He pushed his own cards and showed them to the three ladies.

Phew. Fortunately, it’s okay. It’s just a simple fart + self-touching.

Fan Bingbing and Li Bingbing were fine, but Zhang Shaohan was a little trembling when giving them the chips.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a little fun."

Zhang Chen took the chips from the three people with a smile.

make money?

You won't make much money in a whole night, and the money you make is from your own artists, so it's unnecessary.

He glanced at his superiors and subordinates.

Just now, Fan Bingbing clearly fed the cards, while Li Bingbing, the next player, clearly could have eaten them but didn't.

It seems that the two cunning men have already made up their minds.

It was Zhang Shaohan from the opposite side. He probably chose to stay and play mahjong just to kill time, but he didn't want to communicate with anyone.

"Shauhan, how are you doing lately? Make a fortune!"

"Yadong just produced an album for Shaohan. He should have made a lot of money, blank."

"I'm fine, Hongzhong."

"Are you in any trouble? Talk to your sister. Eat!"

"Just chat and see if there's anything we can do to help you."

The four of them were playing mahjong and chatting at the same time.

As they chatted, Zhang Chen took the lead in bringing the topic to Zhang Shaohan, who was obviously absent-minded.

The three of them could clearly feel that Zhang Shaohan was hiding something.

"Actually, it's nothing serious. There are just some things going on at home recently."

Speaking of this, Zhang Shaohan's expression was obviously a little unnatural.

Zhang Chen stroked the cards in his hand, and then looked at the cards on the table, especially the ones in front of Zhang Shaohan.

"Thirty thousand."

Li Bingbing, the next player, was not in a hurry to draw cards, but instead turned his eyes to Zhang Shaohan.

The boss fed her the cards, and she wanted to see whether Zhang Shaohan would touch them or not.

She said she wouldn't fight, but that was a lie.

I usually like to play mahjong with people around me, and counting the cards is also very easy.

In her opinion, the 30,000 yuan from the boss was obviously what Zhang Shaohan wanted.

When she stopped, Fan Bingbing also looked over.

She also guessed the choice Zhang Shaohan was facing now.

Whether or not you use this card actually doesn't affect who wins.

But the boss specially feeds you the cards, should you take it or not?
In other words, combined with what we talked about before.

Zhang Shaohan, do you need help from the boss?

To put it more clearly, it depends on whether Zhang Shaohan is willing to tell his boss about his private affairs.

The difference between an employee and a confidant is sometimes just a tiny bit.

I don't know if Zhang Shaohan, a young girl who has just entered this circle, can understand the twists and turns in it. Of course, it may also be that Li Bingbing thinks too much and thinks too deeply.

After all, even a veteran like her who has been in this circle for so many years can't guess what the boss is thinking.

"bump"

The people at the table didn't have to wait long before Zhang Shaohan touched Zhang Chen's card.

But judging from the look on Zhang Shaohan's face, they thought he really picked up the cards in order to win. They probably didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Chen feeding the cards, or they simply didn't realize that Zhang Chen was feeding the cards.

So simple
Erbing sighed in his heart.

"The company will launch an actor-oriented variety show next year."

Zhang Chen didn't care. Just play cards. Probably few people at the table care about winning or losing.

He doesn't care about money.

Looking at Fan Bingbing and Li Bingbing, they must be eager to lose more to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Shaohan, on the other hand, was obviously absent-minded, and looked like he had given up.

"Boss, have some tea~"

As soon as Zhang Chen finished speaking, Gao Yuanyuan, who had been sitting next to him without saying anything, handed him a cup of cool tea at just the right temperature.

"Boss, eat something."

Zhang Yi followed suit, picked up the pastry on the coffee table and handed it over.

Only Wang Baoqiang looked blankly at the half-eaten pastry in his hand, somewhat at a loss as to whether he should pass on something or continue eating.

At the card table, although the game was still going on, Fan Bingbing and Li Bingbing had obviously pricked up their ears, waiting for Zhang Chen to continue the topic.

Zhang Shaohan still looked absent-minded.

Perhaps, variety shows targeting actors are not of much interest to her, who debuted as a singer.

"I have invited Cheng Long to participate."

"boss!"

"that."

As soon as Zhang Chen finished speaking, Fan Bingbing threw a card casually and focused his attention on Zhang Chen. Li Bingbing didn't even look at the card that he could have touched, and also turned his head to Zhang Chen.

Gao Yuanyuan, who was adding hot water to Zhang Chen's teacup, also looked up at Zhang Chen's profile and didn't even notice that the teacup was starting to overflow.

Zhang Yi quietly sat down on the other side of Zhang Chen. Although he didn't say anything, his curious look revealed that he was also waiting for Zhang Chen's next words.

Only Wang Baoqiang, with a silly smile on his face, sat far away, struggling with the cake in his hand. He had been hungry for several hours at the meeting. Seeing so many exquisite cakes, he couldn't help but eat one, two, three pieces.
"Play cards, play cards!"

Zhang Chen didn't plan to continue talking here, but instead asked everyone to continue playing cards.

The other people were furious when he only said half of the words, but they could do nothing about it.

What else can they do? Zhang Chen is their boss. They can't just treat him the same way they treat other people.

"Boss, please keep talking."

Well, there are still warriors.

Although Wang Baoqiang was focusing on eating, he felt that if his boss said something, it would cover up the sound of his eating and make the fact that he was eating less conspicuous.

"What...what happened?"

There was a piece of crumbs on the corner of Wang Baoqiang's mouth. He was a little confused when he saw everyone staring at him.

Especially the looks in Fan Bingbing and Li Bingbing's eyes, as if they were looking at fools, but also with a bit of admiration and gratitude?

Zhang Chen also looked at Wang Baoqiang helplessly, and after thinking for a while, he added: "The program will be open to all debuted and current students. Don't worry about your face, compete if you can."

"Are there any benefits?"

Fan Bingbing guessed thoughtfully.

Zhang Chen did not answer, but continued to draw cards and play mahjong.

Seeing that Zhang Chen stopped answering, the others also started playing cards with their own thoughts, but their attention was clearly not on the game.

Only Wang Baoqiang still looked confused.

　Chapter two
　　
　
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