When he woke up again, Jiahe was sleeping in the massage room, covered with a quilt.
She sat up with a guilty conscience, looked at the snowy white sky outside, and began to desperately remember how she fell asleep last night, and how she went from the massage table to the big bed, but in vain.
There was some vague guess in her heart that the three masseurs were all blind and it would be difficult for them to carry her to bed.
Could it be that she slapped her head suddenly and secretly cursed herself as a nymphomaniac.
I was stunned for a while, then got out of bed and walked outside in my slippers.
The three massage tables were all empty, and the masseurs had all gone back to sleep.
Work had not started yet at this time, and she was the only one in the room, which was empty.
She looked at her phone.
It was just past seven o'clock, and she was wondering when Yi Wenze would leave.
The door behind her was suddenly opened.
When she turned around, Yi Wenze was closing the door with his backhand.
"Morning."
Yi Wenze greeted simply.
"Morning" Jiahe looked at him dumbfounded, "You have no chance today" It's a pretty ordinary greeting, but at this time and place, it's a bit too fantasy.
Yi Wenze put the key card on the small bar: "Because I came back early, I had a day off."
Jiahe smiled.
Later, he didn't know what he said, so he went back to his room to change into warm clothes and got into the empty car left by the crew.
Yi Wenze had excellent driving skills and was very familiar with Hengdian.
He quickly took her to a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant.
The restaurant was on the side of a road that was being repaired.
The car couldn't drive in and had to park at the intersection.
Jiahe followed him out of the car, stepping on the thin snow and carefully avoiding the puddles, still getting his shoes dirty.
When she arrived at the door, she rubbed the soles of her shoes repeatedly on the mats, fearing that a foot of slush would stain the floor.
After it was completely clean, she pushed the door open and walked in.
Yi Wenze was chatting in Cantonese with the boss in a low voice.
He smiled when he saw Jiahe coming in, then nodded to the boss and took her to the end to sit down.
At this time, there were only a few tables of people sitting in the store.
Yi Wenze was dressed in ordinary clothes and held down the brim of his hat, so he did not attract much attention from others.
"Chezi noodles," Yi Wenze said.
"Okay."
I was hungry and it was snowing, so a bowl of Chezi noodles was just right.
"Barbecued pork noodles."
Yi Wenze ordered first.
The boss smiled and wrote it down, mocking him for his long-lasting love and never changing the taste of the noodles.
Why is it the same as my own hobby?
Jiahe was stuck for a moment.
Ordering barbecued pork was a habit, but if she were like him, wouldn't she be too deliberate?
She started to look at the order, and for the first time she discovered the disadvantages of getting close to idols, even having breakfast was like walking on thin ice.
"The barbecued pork noodles here taste good," Yi Wenze looked at her and suggested, "You can try it."
Jiahe nodded hurriedly and breathed a sigh of relief.
"What to drink" "Coffee, esresso," she said quickly.
"It seems that you are really sleepy," Yi Wenze looked down at his list, "Drinking this so early is not good for your stomach.
People who drink esresso, Eve and ocha may be too bland, and nanna is more suitable. " So considerate Jiahe almost burst into tears.
Just as the noodles were being served, her phone suddenly rang, and her name showed up as Qiao Qiao.
Then her heart skipped a beat, remembering the instructions she had given her last night.
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Quickly picking up the answer, Qiao Qiao yawned over there: "I said, where did you and Yi Wenze go?"
"I'm having breakfast, and we'll talk about the Book of Heaven later at the hotel."
Jiahe pretended.
"Damn," Qiaoqiao laughed and cursed, "Stop pretending, you guys have driven away the car."
Jiahe hummed twice, stirred the noodles with chopsticks, and peeked at Yi Wenze.
He was picking up lemon tea and drank half a sip.
"Okay, okay," Qiaoqiao laughed, "Why are you nervous?
I asked you to bring me a hot drink.
Look at you, you are so panicked.
Forget it, I'll just make it for Nestlé."
After that, He hung up the phone knowingly.
Jiahe put her phone on the table and started eating noodles.
Seeing that Yi Wenze didn't seem too anxious to go back, she lowered her head slightly to look at her phone.
She didn't dare to eat too fast until there were two or three customers left in the store.
Put down the chopsticks.
There was only half a cup of coffee left, and Yi Wenze was still looking at his phone.
From this angle, he could clearly see his eyelashes, the morning light outside the window, and at the right angle, the person in front of him had a texture like a poster, which made people sink.
Jiahe sighed secretly, then realized that he was too unscrupulous, and hurriedly lowered his head and continued to stir the cold coffee.
"Sorry, the new drama script is waiting for feedback."
Yi Wenze looked up and noticed that Jiahe was still stirring the coffee, so he waved to the boss and asked for another cup, pushed it in front of Jiahe, and motioned for her to drink another cup.
Every minute and every second, getting along with each other was more tedious than acting, but she didn't dare to say it back first.
While she was muttering silently, her cell phone rang again.
She thought it was Qiao Qiao, but it turned out to be another ghost.
As soon as he picked up the phone, Xiao Yu's lazy voice came from the other side: "No, I just tried to make a call, and you actually answered the phone at this hour."
Jiahe said dullly: "Eating breakfast."
“It’s snowing in Beijing, but is it snowing in Shanghai?”
Jiahe's chest became more tight: "I'm with the team in Hengdian."
"Whose play" Jiahe glanced at Yi Wenze guiltily and did not dare to speak to him.
He only reported the name of the heroine.
"The beauty who hooked up with your ex-man" Xiao Yu was also eating breakfast, speaking slurredly, "Doesn't she look good in real life?"
Yes, the scandal has spread to 1,400 kilometers away.
Jiahe sighed: "It looks good, it looks good, let's get to the point, why are you calling me?"
"Okay, screenwriter," Xiao Yu laughed, "I took on a cosmetics client and wanted to find a first-tier female star to endorse me.
Guess what, I found countless agencies, not to mention first-tier ones, even third-tier ones.
No, as long as you are a female celebrity, all makeup and skin care products from the neck up are signed.”
Jiahe held the phone between his legs and started pouring milk and sugar: "So?"
"So I'm looking for you to see if there are any vacant beautiful faces for me to use.
For example, if you want to know whose contract is coming soon, I will sign it as soon as possible."
"You should talk to Qiao Qiao about this, not me.
There is no point in talking to me.
She is a producer and knows many celebrities."
"She asked me to look for you," the other side immediately complained clearly, "I just hung up the phone and she said that you recently hooked up with Yi Wenze.
This kind of request is simply childish.
Hey, I would have forgotten it if I didn't tell you.
How did you hook up with your idol?
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It sounds like a line."
There were endless sighs over there, and Jiahe's face was already colorful.
He glanced at Yi Wenze and couldn't help coughing a few times: "Stop it, we'll talk about it when we get back."
After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone and turned off the phone decisively to ask for help.
Pure.
While his heart was still churning, Yi Wenze had already raised his eyes to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Jiahe blurted out: "A friend of mine wanted to find a female celebrity to endorse cosmetics, but he couldn't find anyone who didn't endorse her."
She said it casually, but she didn't expect that the person in front of her actually picked up her mobile phone and called the agency.
The main purpose was to check if there were any artists in the company whose contracts were about to expire and give them a message.
He was holding a black ione in his hand, tapping the phone screen with his middle finger, making a slight and rhythmic sound.
Jiahe lowered his head and took two sips of coffee.
His heart slowly followed the sound of his fingers, beating slowly and vigorously.
She looked down at the menu on the table.
The glass plate on it had some minor scratches, but it was very clean.
She silently recited each name, but her mind was blank.
She wanted to say forget it and don't take it so seriously, but she just couldn't.
Make no sound at all.
After a while, Yi Wenze said thank you and hung up the phone: "Tianchu's contract is about to expire.
If your friend is interested, I can ask her agent to negotiate."
Jiahe almost dropped the spoon.
She actually forgot that Yi Wenze and Tianchu were from the same company.
"However, several companies are already talking about it.
Her positioning is on the high-end side.
It would be better if your friend is an international brand.
If it is a domestic brand, you can only rely on endorsement fees to win."
Yi Wenze said calmly, looking at his expression There is nothing unusual about the sound.
Jiahe hummed a few times, his voice a little astringent: "Okay, I'll ask her."
"I'm done eating."
Yi Wenze put away his phone.
Jiahe nodded, quickly put down the cup, and acted as if he was ready to leave at any time.
Yi Wenze's smile gradually deepened.
He stood up and walked to the counter to pay.
He was recognized by two young men sitting at the door.
After exchanging a few words with their heads lowered, the woman immediately stood up and asked him to take a photo with great interest.
But he was unexpectedly rejected with a smile.
As he took out the banknotes from his wallet, he said that he was just having dinner with friends and it was not convenient for him to take a photo.
When he was talking, Jiahe happened to walk up to him, and the woman immediately stared at her with serious eyes for three seconds.
When they returned to the hotel, Qiao Qiao was still sleeping wrapped in a quilt.
When Jiahe saw her covering her face, he felt angry.
He lifted up a corner of the quilt and shook it.
All the heat flew away immediately.
The person on the bed suddenly jumped up: "I'm crazy."
It’s rare to sleep in late today.”
"You sonorous duo, you made me miserable, and you still sleep."
The restraint in the morning was completely gone, leaving only a semi-crazy Jiahe.
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"I'm creating an opportunity for you," Qiao Qiao grabbed the quilt and quickly wrapped it into a rice dumpling: "How is it?
Did he help you?"
"Tianchu," Jiahe gritted his teeth, "Tianchu's endorsement contract is almost full."
Qiao Qiao was startled for a moment and murmured: "Tianchu is not mistaken."
"Just listen to it, don't tell Xiao Yu."
Jiahe threw the down jacket on the bed, squeezed her, and got into the quilt.
"You're stupid, of course you have to say it, and you have to do your best to make it happen," Qiao Qiao looked at her sideways: "You agree with me, what are you afraid of?
Yi Wenze is willing to talk to you, it is definitely a special treatment, if you keep silent The ground is on fire, so that’s your idol.”
Jiahe closed his eyes and slept, too lazy to pay attention to her.
Qiao Qiao finally regained her composure and immediately pulled off the quilt covering her head: "In just one night, he is willing to find Tianchu to shoot an advertisement for you.
Tell me, what have you done?"
"I fell asleep in the massage room."
Jiahe was furious, approaching the critical point.
"Come on, I woke up in the middle of the night last night," Qiao Qiao looked at her seriously, "Seeing that you haven't come back yet, I went to look for you.
Guess what I saw?"
Jiahe felt inexplicably guilty because of what she said.
Just as he was organizing his words to resist any rumors, his cell phone rang again.
She answered the phone angrily and said hello.
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