Mr. Wang told me to cross-dress and I don't follow [Entertainment]

When Chai Ziming returned to his seat and sat down, anyone with a discerning eye noticed that he had changed his shirt.

Chai Zicong's clothes were exactly the same as Chai Ziming's, and it was even more obvious at a glance.

"You brought a change of clothes when you went out?" Chai Zicong was quite puzzled, "Where did you get the clothes?"

Chai Ziming lied without changing his face: "I brought it some time ago and threw it in the company. When I was washing my hands just now, I found that I accidentally stained my clothes after eating, so I went to change them."

The uninformed artist next to him felt that the logic made sense, and said, "Hey, it will be more convenient for me to recognize you two now."

Chai Zicong smiled at the other party.

Wang Jiarong returned to his seat at this time, and the people at the table yelled that he was still sneaking after changing clothes, and that he would be fined for drinking.

He immediately took the wine bottle handed over by others and blew it directly, killing half of the bottle in one breath.

Everyone at the table slapped the table and yelled, causing everyone to look over and boo and applaud.

Chai Zicong looked at Chai Ziming meaningfully: "It seems that you are not the only one who changed clothes."

Chai Ziming pulled a smile on his face: "Yes, what a coincidence."

No one would believe this coincidence.

Time for a meal passed quickly.

Chai Ziming didn't dare to look at Wang Jiarong over there.

And Wang Jiarong also seemed to pretend that nothing happened just now, that he should drink and drink, and should leave.He didn't hesitate, and didn't come over specifically to talk to him.

The time is getting later and later, those who have an appointment will change to another place to continue the stall, and those who have no appointment, like the Chai twins, plan to go home.

Well, it was because Chai Ziming declined all invitations.

He's going home and taking off this damn shirt.

Today, basically everyone was drinking, and the company's security guards were dispatched collectively to send everyone home.

Although the security guards are on duty, there are only so many exchanges.

When Chai Ziming and Chai Zicong saw the security guard responsible for sending them off, they greeted each other in a friendly manner.

The security guard smiled honestly: "Hey, Chinese New Year is coming soon, happy Chinese New Year."

The two said: "Let's have fun together."

After getting into the car, Chai Zicong didn't say anything to Chai Ziming, and the two of them remained silent until they returned to their own door.

The security master delivered the person, and said goodbye to the two with a smile, then took a taxi back to the company by himself, ready to send the next one.

The security master ran away in a flash, which was not at all the same as the simple and honest behavior just now.

Chai Ziming looked at the rapid speed of the security master, and smiled: "People nowadays really work hard."

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the security guards will send them off every year at the annual meeting, and the company will specially distribute red envelopes to them. The more people pick up and drop off, the more red envelopes they will get.The value of a red envelope from an entertainment company is much more expensive than a taxi.

Chai Zicong didn't answer, and went straight home.

When the two arrived at home, Chai Zicong took sparkling water from the refrigerator, and then began to gossip seriously, Chai Ziming: "Tell me, what's going on with you and President Xiao Wang?"

Chai Ziming pretended to be stupid: "What's the matter? It's just that... After drinking so much at night, you still drink sparkling water."

Chai Zicong walked to the table, opened the chair and sat down, looked at Chai Ziming: "Are you fooling me now?"

Chai Ziming: "..."

"Speaking of which, the shirt on your body looks familiar. I remember that you have a similar one in your closet." Chai Zicong took a sip, and touched the clothes on Chai Ziming's body with the hand holding the can.

"...I'll go and change my clothes first, and then I'll tell you." Chai Ziming has never forgotten the important point.

Chai Zicong responded.

Chai Ziming rushed back to his room and came out in a change of pajamas in just one minute: "My God, I finally took off that disgusting shirt."

"Damn?" Chai Zicong admired Chai Ziming's clothes-changing skills, "You can even try to apply for the Guinness Book of Records at this speed."

Chai Ziming got angry when he thought of this shirt: "You don't know how perverted Xiao Wang is!"

Chai Zicong thought too much for a moment: "What happened to you when he was in the toilet? This and that? No wonder you all changed your clothes. But shouldn't you change your pants? Could it be..."

He looked Chai Ziming up and down, and showed a more meaningful smile than when he was eating before, "Could it be you, what happened to him? I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

Chai Ziming: "..."

Many times, Chai Ziming really wanted to pry open his brother's head to see if it was filled with so much knowledge that it was occasionally smashed into a paste, or the kind with paint.

After taking another sip of his drink, Chai Zicong urged: "Speak quickly, don't whet your appetite."

Chai Ziming also went to the refrigerator to get a can of drink, came out and patted the table angrily: "You don't know that shirt, how much courage it took me to put it on."

"...Is it okay to start from the beginning?" Chai Zicong was very dissatisfied, "Did your Chinese and physical education teacher teach it?"

"... I am late in learning Chinese, thank you." Chai Ziming, who has been abroad all year round, was very dissatisfied when he was interrupted.

Chai Zicong surrendered: "You continue."

"He wiped his face with water. He probably forgot to wear makeup on his face. As a result, he couldn't open his eyes. He grabbed my shirt and ruined it." Chai Ziming pouted, "So I went to change clothes with him in the end. gone."

Chai Zicong almost gave a bad review for the statement without bright spots: "...what's wrong with the shirt?"

Chai Ziming: "...do you know this brand of shirts?"

Chai Zicong nodded: "I know."

Chai Ziming covered his face in pain: "I didn't expect Mr. Wang to choose the one with underwear..."

Chai Zicong: "..."

Chai Ziming continued to cover his face: "It made me forget all my previous plans to tease him, but I just remembered that I stood in front of him wearing such shameful clothes..."

Is this the point?

Chai Zicong was stunned: "So you went out for so long and changed your clothes, but in the end you didn't do anything?"

Chai Ziming spoke from his nasal cavity: "Yes."

Chai Zicong shook his head: "...I'm so disappointed. Chai Ziming, Chai Ziming, we have been brothers for so many years, why don't you look like me at all. I have met Ying Qiuqiu's parents."

Chai Ziming, who was being compared, let go, picked up the drink and opened the can, and said bravely: "What's so disappointing! He confessed his love to me today! I also know that he is the one who has been giving me roses this month."

"..." Chai Zicong was startled, "What, what?"

"The only problem is that I just ran away. Will he think that I rejected him?" Chai Ziming fell into his own small world. After saying this, he took a sip of his drink and got up and walked to his room. We must find a way to save the situation today."

Chai Zicong just watched Chai Ziming go back to the room.

After a while, he realized: "President Xiao Wang really likes Xiao Ming?"

After carefully savoring the conversation between the two just now, he realized that the amount of information was surprisingly large.

"President Xiao Wang is so perverted." Chai Zicong had a bad premonition, "I always feel that Xiao Ming will be eaten... No, I always feel that the next life may be too exciting..."

Chai Ziming, who returned to his room, didn't think about so many wonderful questions.

He now felt himself in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Mr. Xiao Wang probably won't misunderstand who he has a crush on just because he said it casually, right?

While drinking soda, he began to spread out a pen and paper to draw a picture of Mr. Wang's outfit today.

While painting, he said to himself: "This panda dress is quite delicate, not too tight nor too baggy, it looks like it was specially designed. But who is so boring, the design is so big... …Um?"

There were more and more lines drawn by the pen. After drawing the whole dress into a three-dimensional shape, he narrowed his eyes: "Why does it look so familiar?"

Twirling his pencil, he took out another piece of paper and began to shrink the panda suit in proportion.

After reducing the size of his hands and feet to the proportion of a child, he finally found the problem: "Isn't this... the shape of the clothes we used to wear when we were young?"

The clothes on Xiao Wang's body can't be made by his mother, they must be acquaintances.

There are really too many acquaintances in China, so Chai Ziming chose to call his mother.

He held the blueprint in one hand for himself to read, and in the other hand he dialed the familiar phone number with his mobile phone.

Mother Chai answered the phone very quickly, and she answered the phone after only two rings: "Hello? What are you calling me for? It's late in China, right?"

Chai Ziming replied: "Well, it's a bit late. I have something to ask you. Do you remember the panda suit you made for us before?"

Mother Chai said cheerfully: "Of course I remember. At that time, Congcong went abroad to celebrate his birthday together. I made one for each of you. You still wear that dress and go to the pier with me to go on a cruise."

Chai Ziming couldn't remember being on a cruise ship early in the morning, but he admired himself if he could remember the clothes: "Then did you give anyone the blueprint of your clothes?"

Mother Chai thought for a while: "I gave it to my master. He gave it to his friend. I heard that he wanted to make a set for his future grandson or granddaughter. It will be over a long time ago. It has been a few years. By the way, that old master has been They are all in China, and they may have hugged Cong Cong when he was a child."

... Is Mr. Wang still the grandson of this tailor? ?

Calculated in terms of time, it is impossible to think about it.

Fortunately, the answer has already been obtained, and other things are not important.Chai Ziming said goodbye to his mother: "Okay, I get it, I'm going to sleep, you... you can play slowly."

Mother Chai smiled happily: "You found out that I was being lazy again. I will be back during the Chinese New Year. Remember to tell Congcong."

Chai Ziming: "Oh, yes."

Mother Chai also asked, "Do you want to come play with me after the next year?"

Chai Ziming subconsciously refused: "No."

Realizing that he seemed to reply too bluntly, he explained: "I have a movie to shoot next year, and my brother will pick it up with me. It will be very busy, and I won't have time to go out to play."

Mother Chai was quite sorry: "Okay. Good night then."

"Good night." Chai Ziming replied.

When the phone hung up, Chai Ziming was in a daze holding the blueprint.

Could it be that...Xiao Wang always knew about his life abroad and had investigated it specially, so he wore a panda costume at the annual meeting?

If Mr. Wang knows everything about himself abroad...

So what kind of mentality did he use to put on this suit?

Chai Ziming just forgot the time in a daze.