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Early in the morning, Zong Fan took breakfast to the hotel where Cheng Jing was staying.The breakfast was bought in the shop downstairs in the community, and Zongfan had a good meal these days. Zongfan reckoned that Cheng Jing would eat barbecue when he came back, so he should also have a soft spot for Chinese breakfast.

Knowing that his mother was coming back, Aunt Zhen specially allowed him to arrive late and leave early during this time, so that Zong Fan didn't have to hurry to the store.

Cheng Jing's jet lag was well adjusted, and when Zong Fan arrived, she had already woken up, and she was delighted with the breakfast he brought, and the room service ordered two cups of coffee as a topping, which was also to prevent choking.

Meat buns with coffee, a combination of Chinese and Western, very nice.

Cheng Jing asked Zongfan after eating the second one, "How did you get here?"

"I came here by taxi. I don't have a direct bus from here. I have to walk a long way by subway. I'm afraid the breakfast will be cold." It's really cold in the morning and evening, and it's hard for the food to keep warm.

Cheng Jing said: "The living conditions in that community are convenient, but sometimes it is really inconvenient to go out. Mom will buy you a car so that you don't have to suffer when you go out in winter."

The winter here is still cold, and she also feels sorry for the crowded bus in the winter.

"No need." Zongfan resolutely refused. It was reasonable for him to borrow some living expenses from Cheng Jing. For such a big item, he could buy it himself. If he couldn't afford it, there was no reason to ask his mother to pay for it. You come here, my range of activities is wider, I am around the community on weekdays, buying a car is also a waste."

Cheng Jing disagreed: "What if there is a need to use it?"

Zongfan soaked the fried dough sticks in his tofu brain, and said: "I don't have any important occasions to attend now, and I usually want to go out conveniently, just take a taxi, it's really not that necessary. You bought me a car, and I pay every year Insurance and parking fees are not offered, which is equivalent to paying for nothing.”

Cheng Jing thought about it, and didn't force her anymore: "Then tell me when you need it."

"Okay." The deep-fried dough sticks were soaked in the tofu until they were soft but not rotten, and the greasyness was reduced a lot. Zong Fan ate half of it before asking, "Mom, what are your plans for today?"

Cheng Jing: "I made an appointment with a friend. It's rare for me to come back. Friends who haven't seen for many years must see each other."

"Should be." Zong Fan didn't ask in detail who he wanted to see, anyway, he didn't know anyone, theoretically guessed, it should be the one who transferred the money and gave him the key before, "Then when are you going to go back?"

The smile on Cheng Jing's face froze for a moment, but she still tried her best to maintain it, and said, "I'll wait for a while to talk about it. Don't worry, Mom won't disturb your life."

She is very clear that she has not taken care of Zongfan for so many years, and has not lived with Zongfan. Even if Zongfan has changed his mind now, it is normal for Zongfan not to kiss her.

Zong Fan knew that she had misunderstood, and hurriedly said: "It's not that I'm afraid you'll disturb me, but I want to make you a dress. If you go back too soon, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it."

Cheng Jing's expression changed from reluctant to maintain to happy: "I'm not in a hurry to leave, I'll go back after you do well."

Zong Fan smiled: "That's good."

His mother gave him money and a house, and even flew all the way to see him. As a filial child, his parents' caring little cotton trousers must show something, which is his usual style.

"By the way, you can take a look at the gift I brought you later."

"Okay." Yesterday, my mother was temporarily invited away, but he couldn't come to pick it up.

Cheng Jing really brought a lot of presents, everything from laptops to electric toothbrushes, they were just adding bricks and tiles to her complicated new life.Among these things, there are only clothes that need a size. It can be seen that Cheng Jing's understanding of him is flat, which is really sad for a mother.

"Thank you mom, I like it very much, thank you uncle for me." Zongfan said.Whether it is useful or not, where is the mind? It just so happens that the network cable in his home has just been installed, and it will be more comfortable to use the computer to watch fashion shows in the future.

Cheng Jing showed a comfortable smile: "I'll help you move all your things home in a while, and I'll go see my friends again."

"No, no, no." Zongfan waved his hand. His mother paid for it, so it's hard for people to work harder. Besides, his mother is an Omega, so he didn't dare to let her lift heavy objects. If I can carry it on my back, I can hold the computer and tablet, so don't bother me."

"That's fine." What Cheng Jing thought was that if she couldn't take it away at once, she could take it again when her son came tomorrow.

It was almost 09:30 when Zongfan left the hotel, he took a taxi and went directly to Zhenmei, even if Aunt Zhen allowed him to arrive late and leave early, he still had to say hello to Aunt Zhen, and he had to be polite at the very least.

After getting out of the car, Zong Fan saw Song Xiang who was waiting for the car by the side of the road.

"Brother Fan!" Seeing him get off the car, Song Xiang greeted him cheerfully, "Are you going shopping?"

"No, my mother brought me a gift. I'll take it home later and come back to work." Zongfan looked at Song Xiang. Song Xiang was wearing a suit today. It wasn't a famous brand, and it didn't even fit well. With this baby face, I always feel like I have stolen an adult's clothes, "You are dressed so formally, have something important to do today?"

"Yes, the boss wants to meet a big client today." Song Xiang said.The studio doesn't specify how he usually wears, but if he wants to meet people, he still needs to dress up a little.

Zongfan didn't mention that he already knew that his boss was Fei Xingfeng, but only said: "Your clothes are a bit too big, why didn't you ask Aunt Zhen to change them for you?"

"I bought this for an interview when I graduated. Now I'm a little thinner than when I graduated, and the clothes don't fit well, but I can't wear them a few times a year, so I don't move." Song Xiang said in the matter of dressing His physical requirements are not high. As a life assistant, his usual clothes are mainly convenient and comfortable.

Zongfan searched in his canvas bag, and found the collar button his mother bought for him, "If you don't mind, I will lend you this to make your suit look more refined."

The collar button is used to fix the collar of the shirt. There are both complicated designs and simple ones. This one is relatively simple, with square diamonds on one side and silver beads on the other side. It is not particularly eye-catching, but it can make you It is a tricky way to divert attention from the unfit part of the suit when people's eyes light up.

Song Xiang cupped his fists: "Brother Fan is righteous!"

He was by Fei Xingfeng's side, good things were not uncommon, and he had cultivated his eyesight. This collar button was not cheap at first glance, and Zongfan would borrow it from him without hesitation. He was really heart-warming.

Zongfan laughed, and helped him fasten the collar button. After thinking about it, he took out a pair of gray wide-rimmed flat glasses from his bag. They were new models of a certain brand this spring. Compared with other accessories of this brand, this pair of glasses is considered It's cheap, it's all the rage in spring and summer, and the heat has dropped in autumn, but it's not out of date.

"Come on, put it on." Zong Fan said.

He is not a character who is unwilling to lend others good things. As a designer, suitability is sometimes more important than value.

Song Xiang didn't refuse either, and obediently put on his glasses.

The glasses covered up the childishness on Song Xiang's face, and he finally looked like an elite.

"Very good, go get busy." Zong Fan likes to tidy himself up, and also likes to match other people's clothes and accessories, but he didn't participate very much in this area before.

Song Xiang looked at himself through the figure on the glass, and felt that the suit seemed to fit him well, "Thank you Brother Fan, I will wear it carefully and return it to you when I come back tonight."

Zong Fan smiled and said, "No rush, let's go, don't be late."

Song responded, got in the taxi that Zong Fan took just now, and went out.

Zong Fan had already mentioned the matter of selling embroidery supplies to Aunt Zhen, but Aunt Zhen did not blow his brains out of his mind, but instead thought it would be a good thing for older people to use their hands, and hand-brain synchronization can also prevent dementia.Aunt Zhen also moved quickly, and the delivery truck arrived in the morning. Aunt Zhen took a large piece of white paper and a marker to Zongfan, and asked him to write a poster and put it on the door.

The last time I saw such a simple and rude advertisement was the recruitment information at the door, I took a pen to ponder for a while, and wrote six large characters - embroidery suits for sale.There is a line of small characters next to it - understand everything.

After reading it, Aunt Zhen clicked her tongue twice: "The words are beautiful, but the whole has no aesthetic feeling."

Zongfan asked humbly: "Then how do you think it should be changed?"

Aunt Zhen thought about it for a few seconds, went back to the room and took a set of watercolor pens that she bought at some time, and drew a few small flowers on the plain poster, giving Zongfan the illusion of dreaming back to the era of cotton-padded jackets with flowers in the Northeast, full of personality.

Aunt Zhen, who was as fierce as a tiger, looked at the poster of her special society, and waved her fat hand: "Go and post it."

It's too coquettish, but it's too coquettish.

Be a tool person honestly and put up the posters.

Fei Xingfeng is going to meet a well-known director in the studio today. He intends to invest in this director's new play. The two of them have not cooperated before, so the first formal meeting must be more formal.

Li Qianlong had other work arrangements, so he didn't follow him today, otherwise he wouldn't need Song Xiang to take over.

Director Meng does not have many works, but he is a very capable director. The director's strength lies in his vision in selecting scripts. No matter how good a director is, if the script itself cannot withstand scrutiny, it will not be recognized by the market.

Director Meng is a person with his own personality. For example, he must wear a suit when meeting people. No matter whether he wears pants and slippers on the set, or eats popsicles shirtless at home, when he comes out to do business, he must wear a suit. He also hopes that others will wear suits as well. , looks formal, that's why Song Xiang has to wear a suit even if it doesn't fit.

When Song Xiang entered the conference room to deliver tea, Director Meng took a look at Song Xiang. It was just a normal look at first, but just this one glance made his eyes suddenly brighten.

Fei Xingfeng also found out, but Director Meng didn't speak, and he didn't speak in a hurry.But to be honest, Song Xiang looked really good today, and at a glance, he knew that Song Xiang didn't set it up by himself.

After Song Xiang left, Director Meng said, "Is that an actor from your studio?"

Don't blame him for thinking too much. When he talks about investment with others, those people will show him a few of their own actors. If there is a suitable one who can play a role, it will be a steady profit for those newcomers. .

Fei Xingfeng drank tea with Director Meng, blowing away the tea leaves floating on the surface, and said, "He's my life assistant."

Meng Dao was surprised that he was not an artist.

"You are a life assistant who is very good at ordering. It reminded me that there is a character in the script that is suitable for him. I wonder if he has any intention of acting?" Director Meng does not reject newcomers, as long as the other party is willing to learn and has a little spirituality, he will Have the confidence to transfer and teach people.

After reading the script, Fei Xingfeng asked, "You mean the role of the boss's secretary?"

"That's right." Director Meng clapped his hands, "You little assistant's dress is so impressive, and your face is tender. By the way, you didn't ask him to dress up like this for me, did you?"

Director Meng still wants to confirm, not that it is bad to show him specially, but there are always no surprises that he discovered.

"Really not. If I want to recommend him to you, I will tell you straight." This roundabout method is laborious and laborious, and it may not be effective, and it is very uneconomical for Fei Xingfeng.

Director Meng laughed twice: "Then you ask him what he thinks? If you want to act, I will guide him."

Fei Xingfengming didn't swear, and said directly: "My assistant is a bit stage-frightened, and I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. He has a good appearance, and my agent has selected a few roles for him to audition for, but because of The stage fright didn't work out. If Director Meng thinks he is suitable, he may need more patience and training."

In Director Meng’s opinion, this is not a problem at all: “Let’s say I have stage fright because of lack of experience. It’s rare for an actor to play what he looks like, but it’s even more rare for the appearance to fit the role. It takes many plays to meet one. Although not The main character, but to put it bluntly, you won't lose face as your assistant if you take part in my play, right?"

Fei Xingfeng heard what he said, since he intends to use the people in his studio, the investment is basically settled, and there will be more room for negotiation in the future.If the investment is successfully finalized, he has to give Song Xiang a big red envelope.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support!

Zongfan: I don't make a move easily, but when I make a move, I have to look pretty (handsome)!