Movie Variety Show: Making Friends, Daily Life, Strategy

After hanging up the phone, Geng Xingze called Sun Yang again.

"Can you drive?"

Sun Yang was stunned for a moment, somewhat puzzled, but still said, "Yes."

"Okay then. I don't have anything to do recently. You can follow Brother Ran and be his driver for a while before coming back."

After listening to this, Sun Yang finally understood why he was asked if he could drive.

"Okay bro."

Geng Xingze was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, dye your hair back."

"Okay, I'll dye my hair back now."

After listening to Sun Yang, Geng Xingze hung up the phone and started a new round of training.

After hanging up the phone, Sun Yang was in a daze with a complicated expression on his face.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to follow Zhang Haoran and Geng Xingze.

He also doesn't know what will happen in the future.

But he didn't want to live in this muddle anymore.

As long as Zhang Haoran and the others don't cross those red lines and the money is in place, he will jump in without hesitation even if he knows there is a pit ahead.

He needed an opportunity, a chance for revenge.

Thinking of what happened before, Sun Yang's face became grim.

He gnashed his teeth and muttered to himself with a gloomy face: "Jiang Yingzhen, He Haoyu, you two cowards just wait, I will seize every opportunity to climb up until I step on you hard and let you also taste the taste of humiliation."

After saying that, Sun Yang took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, then went out to find a barber shop, got his hair cut, and dyed it back.

At this time, Zhang Haoran also drove back home. He had nothing to do, so he planned to let Song Qian fulfill the conditions.

I sat on the sofa and thought about it.

This first condition should neither be too difficult nor too simple.

If it's too difficult, Song Qian is not stupid. Even if she agrees and fulfills it this time, she will not ask him for help again in the future.

If it's too simple, another opportunity will be wasted.

So you need to find a good balance.

As he was thinking about it, Zhang Haoran suddenly smiled and thought of a solution.

He picked up the phone and called Song Qian.

Song Qian picked up the phone as soon as it rang twice: "Hello, what's wrong, Haoran? Is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Haoran smiled and said casually, "I wonder if Aunt Song still remembers that there is a condition for helping me once?"

Song Qian was stunned for a moment, and then thought of what Zhang Haoran had said at the beginning.

"Remember, have you thought of the terms?"

Zhang Haoran said "hmm", then said: "It's been quite hot recently, Aunt Song, please wear a bikini and go swimming with me."

After hearing what Zhang Haoran said, Song Qian was stunned again.

She keenly grasped the key point of Zhang Haoran's words.

Is the point about swimming in hot weather?

The point is that she wore a bikini and went swimming with Zhang Haoran.

Song Qian's face gradually turned red. She didn't expect that Zhang Haoran's conditions were so... so...

"No, change it."

Song Qian rejected Zhang Haoran's condition without hesitation.

She has never worn a bikini in her life, let alone wearing such a sexy swimsuit to go swimming with a man!

Zhang Haoran didn't care either. After all, he never thought about it.

It would be strange if Song Qian agreed to this condition!

"Then Aunt Song, just change into a sexy swimsuit."

Song Qian felt helpless after hearing this.

Why is Zhang Haoran specifically staring at sexy swimsuits?

"Haoran, why don't you change? As long as you don't swim in a sexy swimsuit, Auntie can accept it."

Song Qian didn't dare to refuse too directly, for fear that Zhang Haoran would not help her in the future, so she could only persuade Zhang Haoran to give up this condition in a tactful way.

Zhang Haoran smiled and didn't care.

"Okay, Aunt Song, can you put on a sports vest and dance in front of me? Or do some fat-reducing exercises or something like that? It should be okay, right?"

Song Qian subconsciously thought of the scene and her face turned even redder.

"This... Auntie doesn't know how to do it, and there's no sports vest. How about... you change one?"

Zhang Haoran raised the corner of his mouth, leaned on the sofa and said with some "unhappiness": "Aunt Song, this is not okay, that is not okay, are you trying to frame me?"

When Song Qian heard Zhang Haoran's displeased tone, she was afraid that Zhang Haoran would be angry.

She quickly said, "No, no, it's just that Auntie really doesn't know how to do the fat-reducing exercise."

It’s no big deal that Zhang Haoran is angry and doesn’t help.

If he ignored Yingzi because he was angry, I'm afraid Yingzi would really run to her father.

Zhang Haoran said generously: "Okay, then I'll change it."

Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that.

"I heard Yingzi mention before that Aunt Song and Sister Tong occasionally do yoga, right?"

Song Qian frowned slightly after hearing this.

Although he didn't know what Zhang Haoran was planning, he still said, "Yes, that's what happened."

Zhang Haoran smiled and said, "That's easy. Aunt Song, put on some yoga clothes and come over to work for me."

"Aunt Song can't possibly not know this, right?"

Song Qian was a little hesitant.

Although she can do the work, but working in yoga clothes?

"This……"

Zhang Haoran's voice suddenly turned cold: "I didn't say anything after you rejected me three times, and even changed the conditions. Aunt Song wouldn't even want to agree to such a simple condition, right?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. All the previous conditions will be invalid..."

When Song Qian heard this, she was delighted.

The next second, Zhang Haoran continued, "But from now on, I will not help you and your daughter to deal with the relationship. I will even persuade Qiao Yingzi to find Qiao Weidong."

"After all, it is better for her to follow a father who makes her happy than to follow a mother who makes her unhappy."

Song Qian's face changed, and she lost control of her emotions. She shouted, "No, you can't do this. Yingzi is my daughter."

Zhang Haoran didn't care about Song Qian's attitude at all, and said casually: "I know she is your daughter, but she is not happy with you. You always bring pressure to her."

"Although Qiao Weidong is not a competent father, he can make Qiao Yingzi happy and relaxed, and that's enough."

Song Qian took a few deep breaths and said, "I did that for her own good!"

"Then just use your kindness to Qiao Yingzi and collect her body!"

Having said that, he hung up Song Qian's phone.

Song Qian also stood there as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

After a moment of hesitation, Song Qian picked up her phone and called Zhang Haoran again.

But the call was hung up the next second.

Song Qian didn't give up and called again, but Zhang Haoran hung up on her again.

Now she was completely panicked.

Especially when Zhang Haoran said he wanted to persuade Qiao Yingzi to go to Qiao Weidong, this sentence was simply a blow to her.

She was really afraid that Zhang Haoran would do this, and she was even more afraid that Yingzi would leave her.

Song Qian nervously picked up the phone and called Zhang Haoran again.