Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

"Do you know how much my family needs?" Ning Yanqing stretched out a slap.

Wen Zheyan blinked: "[-] million?"

Ning Yanqing: "Hmm."

If it is a big order of [-] million, it can indeed save the Ning family, he looked at Wen Zheyan: "Do you have it?"

Wen Zheyan took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said honestly, "I have [-]."

Ning Yanqing: "Ha."

"But I can introduce you to someone." Wen Zheyan said, "Hold that person's thighs tightly, he should be faster than me, and he has a better mind, other people's affairs are his affairs, you and him After talking about this, he will definitely be willing to help you."

Ning Yanqing: "Who? Push me on WeChat, and I kowtow to him."

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Wen Zheyan realized later that he didn't have the WeChat account of his daughter-in-law, and he wasn't even familiar with her, so he could only hesitate and say: "No, everyone is responsible for hugging thighs. I haven't added it yet." What about his WeChat. If I add it, I will push it for you."

Ning Yanqing shrugged: "Come on, there is no such a good person in the world. He is willing to lend me money, he must want to get something from me."

Wen Zheyan blinked.

Indeed, people nowadays are very realistic. As long as they give, they will want to return. This is human nature, so it is normal for Ning Yanqing not to believe it, but in the original book, Yan Xingzhou is really a very gentle little angel. She was willing to help Ning Yanqing just because she saw that Ning Yanqing's life was too difficult.

This was also one of the reasons why Wen Zheyan wanted his son and daughter-in-law to be together.

Such a good person is rare!

Son must grasp it!

Moreover, according to the pace of the plot, Ning Yanqing and Yan Xingzhou will meet on variety shows.

When Ning Yanqing really got to know Yan Xingzhou, he would know that what he said was true.

Wen Zheyan comforted: "Don't worry, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

Ning Yanqing hummed.

He got up: "The end is up to me, I'm going to touch up my makeup."

"it is good."

Wen Zheyan watched Ning Yanqing leave, and took out a notepad on his phone.

Now that he has a goal to strive for, he began to plan to let his son and his daughter-in-law meet in one place.

He searched for the places Yan Xingzhou used to go to before the variety show in his mind, and just as he was thinking, his phone vibrated.

Wen Zheyan glanced at it. It was Ding Wei, Yan Rong's assistant. Ding Wei always spoke straight to the point: "Hello, Mr. Wen Xiao, are you free now? Mr. Yan has a few things for you. I am now It's right at the door of the theater."

Wen Zheyan got up: "I'm going out now."

He hung up the phone, talked to Yi Ziye, and walked outside.

Ding Wei stood under the shade of a tree not far from the entrance of the crew.

Seeing Wen Zheyan come out, he walked quickly and handed an envelope to Wen Zheyan: "The password is Mr. Yan's birthday."

Ding Wei left after saying this.

Wen Zheyan stood where he was, confused. He turned around and returned to the crew. He opened the envelope when there was no one around, and saw a few black cards lying quietly inside.

Wen Zheyan: "?"

What did Ding Wei say?The password is Yan Rong's birthday?

Son's birthday!He knows it all too well!

However, Wen Zheyan didn't want to use Yan Rong's money.He just talked about breaking up with Yan Rong, and immediately used Yan Rong's money. This is so shameless, and he is short-handed. Wen Zheyan doesn't want to have no confidence to speak when he meets his son next time.

This is the bottom line of being a human being.

It is also his dignity.

Wen Zheyan put away the cards carefully.

Back at the hotel at night, Wen Zheyan glanced at the ATM machine beside him, thinking, I don't want to withdraw money, so I'll go and see how much money is in the card.

He inserted the card and entered Yan Rong's birthday skillfully.

What the hell!

That's a few zeros.

Wen Zheyan couldn't help but leaned forward and started counting to zero.

And this is just one of the cards. Wen Zheyan tried several other cards and found that the amount of money in them was different, but each of them had at least seven digits, and one even had eight digits!

Son awesome!

Wen Zheyan sighed, "Damn—"

"Is it great?"

"Awesome." Wen Zheyan replied subconsciously.

He froze for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, only to see Yan Rong standing behind Wen Zheyan with an expressionless face.

Wen Zheyan blinked: "Uh..."

Yan Rong shifted his gaze to the card and said: "You said before that you are the second personality of this body, and you don't remember anything about the main personality, so I want to ask, if I didn't tell you How did you know my birthday?"

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Wen Zheyan opened his mouth and wanted to say Baidu Encyclopedia, but he had searched Yan Rong before and knew that Yan Rong's birthday on Baidu Encyclopedia was fake.

He had an idea and said, "The main character has the habit of keeping a diary, and he wrote it."

"Really?" Yan Rong narrowed his eyes, and there were danger signals all around him, "Then I would like to read that diary."

"...But I didn't bring it."

Wen Zheyan said innocently, "The person who likes to write a diary is the master personality, and I don't like it. I haven't come to Hengdian at that time, so of course the diary is also at home. If you really want to read it, you have to wait for me to go back." I can find it for you, but I don’t think it’s good for you to look at such a private thing so hastily—”

"Okay. Then I'll find it for you when you go back." Yan Rong said meaningfully, "I have a very close relationship with your protagonist, and he won't mind such trivial things."

Wen Zheyan: "..."

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Wen Zheyan took out the card from the ATM and stuffed it to Yan Rong: "I don't want your card!"

He turned around and ran back to the room, and called Yi Ziye unhappily: "Brother, please do me a favor."

"what happened?"

"Would you go out and buy me a notebook and a few different pens?" Wen Zheyan said, "I want 0.5 and 0.35 gel pens, one black and one blue, and two more pens, look at the ink Go ahead and buy."

Yi Ziye: "What are you doing?"

He specially left the numbers of several assistants for Wen Zheyan before, why didn't Wen Zheyan let the assistants go to run errands?

Wen Zheyan: "It's very important to have business. By the way, don't let Mr. Yan or anyone else know about it. If you meet someone on the way and they ask you what you are doing, don't say you are helping me buy something Yes, you can make up any reason."

Yi Ziye was suspicious, but finally agreed: "Okay."

He rubbed his head.

What is Wen Zheyan doing?

Could it be that he is going to surprise Mr. Yan?For example, make a handbook, which is full of bits and pieces of the two of you?

That really can't be said casually.

Otherwise it would not be a surprise.

Yi Ziye went out to buy what Wen Zheyan needed, and even bought some strange stickers. Wen Zheyan thought it was a gift, so he used them all.

In the following time, Wen Zheyan crazily filled up the diary with different pens. Finally, looking at the diary with seven or seven eighty-eight, Wen Zheyan let out a sigh of relief and collapsed.

He felt like he was back in his third year of high school.

……

Wen Zheyan didn't have many scenes, and the days of filming were relatively boring. After a while, three months passed.

Wen Zheyan was done.

Except for the last meeting with Yan Rong at the ATM machine last time, he never saw his son again, and he couldn't get out in Hengdian, and of course he couldn't find his daughter-in-law, so he reckoned in his heart that at this time, The son should have already met his daughter-in-law, and if nothing else happens, the two of them will start cultivating their relationship.

comfortable.

Wen Zheyan looked forward to seeing the scene of dog food directly once he returned to the company.

Excited in his heart, he had a wrap-up banquet with the director and others, and flew from Hengdian to Changshi the next day to report to the company first.

It's a pity that Wen Zheyan was unlucky and didn't meet any of Yan Rong and Yan Xingzhou. He was just about to leave, but he met the last person of the protagonist trio that he had never seen before.

——Yan Feng, Yan Rong's younger brother.

Yan Feng's appearance is somewhat similar to Yan Rong's. According to the original book, their nose bridge and lips are inherited from their mothers, but their eyes are completely different.

Yan Rong's eyes are more like his father's, full of coldness and indifference, while Yan Feng's is like his mother's, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking affectionate and gentle.

As soon as Wen Zheyan pushed open the door of the office, he saw Yan Feng and recognized him.

He took another look at Yan Feng.

Yan Feng stood at the door of the office, motionless, with a slight smile on his face, he looked at Wen Zheyan, but did not speak.

I don't know what he was doing there, like a crazy person.

In the original book, Wen Zheyan disliked Yan Feng very much because of his various behaviors, so Wen Zheyan didn't care at all when facing the second in command of the company. After saying goodbye to Yi Ziye at the door, he seemed to have not seen Like Yan Feng, he shook his satchel and left.

"Wait." Yan Feng said.

Wen Zheyan thought to herself, she didn't call my name!Then it's not calling me!

He pretended not to hear and left.

Yan Feng stood on the spot.

He narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, with a displeased expression on his face.

This Wen Zheyan dared to ignore him directly——

Who gave him the guts?

It must be his baby brother...

Thinking of this, Yan Feng's smile gradually disappeared. He took out his mobile phone and called Yan Rong.

"Hey, brother." Yan Feng said with a smile in his tone, he couldn't tell that Wen Zheyan had just slapped him in the face, "Guess who I met in the company just now?"

Yan Rong, who was busy working in Wangcheng, turned on his mobile phone and put it aside.

He didn't answer when he heard the words, but the tip of the pen in his hand paused.

Yesterday was Wen Zheyan's final day, after all, today is his day to return to the company...

Sure enough, Yan Feng said: "I saw Wen Zheyan."

Yan Rong responded coldly: "Yes."

"Wen Zheyan is really good-looking, and before I even said hello to him, he smiled at me first." Yan Feng said with a hint of meaning in his tone, "He looks so pretty when he smiles, I think this little star is very cute, He also seems to have a crush on me, brother, I want him, can you give him to me?"

Yan Rong clenched the pen tightly.

The sharp point of the pen scratches a trail across the document.

He said coldly: "The company's regulations do not allow high-level executives to force artists."

"That's okay." Yan Feng said to himself, "It's not coercion, because I will let him come to me on his own initiative."

The author has something to say:

Yan Feng: He will take the initiative to come to me.

Wen Zheyan: Do your spring and autumn daydreams!go to hell--