The system sent me C to debut

Park Xiangyu is really as indifferent as the rumors from the outside world. Since joining the group, he has given Zhuang Yan such an impression.

Now Park Xiangyu took the initiative to come up and talk to Zhuang Yan.

This is really rare.

"You're not bad either."

Park Xiangyu praised Zhuang Yan for his good performance, it was probably just a courtesy, but Zhuang Yan accepted the courtesy as a compliment.

This is the first time the two have spoken off-screen.

From this tone, Zhuang Yan didn't hear any wrong emotion or something wrong.

But the provocation just now was real.

After finishing speaking, Park Xiangyu just glanced at Zhuang Yan indifferently, then turned and left.

This made him even more confused.

"It's really strange." Zhuang Yan muttered in his heart.

I didn't care too much.

After this little episode, Zhuang Yan took off his makeup and makeup, and left the set with his belongings.

Looking at the time, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

"System, do I have any other plans for today?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"Master, there are no arrangements for this afternoon."

After thinking about it, Zhuang Yan took out his mobile phone and dialed the number Xu Ke'er gave him yesterday.

The call will be connected soon,
When Xu Keer heard that it was Zhuang Yan, she was very excited, "Zhuang Yan! Have you finished filming?"

She still remembered that Zhuang Yan said last night that she would go to their company to shoot commercials after filming today, so she arrived at the company early in the morning and started to prepare.

Before receiving Zhuang Yan's call, she was still a little apprehensive, afraid that Zhuang Yan would just talk casually.

"The filming is over. You send me your company's address, and I will go there now."

"Okay, I'll send you a message."

After hanging up the phone, within half a minute, Xu Ke'er's message came in.

According to the address on the message, Zhuang Yan hailed a taxi and rushed there.

"Where are you from, young man?" While waiting for the red light, the driver master chatted with Zhuang Yan.

The taxi drivers in the imperial capital are all very talkative.

"From Jiangcheng." Zhuang Yan replied.

This was the first time he spoke of his "hometown".

"Jiangcheng? Jiangcheng is a good place. I went there when I was young. The weather there is much better than that of the imperial capital. It's warmer and the air is better than here, so it's livable."

When the driver talked about Jiangcheng, he began to recall how he went to Jiangcheng to work hard when he was young, how he broke through, and finally how he married a beautiful, gentle and generous wife.

He spoke to Zhuang Yan one by one in a brisk tone.

As we talked, the red light passed.

The driver skillfully shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and the car moved slowly.

suddenly!

"brake--"

"boom--"

With a loud noise, the rear of the car swung violently, and a violent impact swept over.

Zhuang Yan only felt that his internal organs were displaced by the shock, and his head also hurt badly.

"Damn!" He held the back of his head and couldn't help but swear.

"His grandma's legs are dripping, which grandson will rush over at the green light."

The driver was also stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he started cursing.

People in the imperial capital are very bold, and their temperament is relatively rough.

Zhuang Yan could see from the car window that the rear part of the taxi was smashed to pieces by a Ferrari, it was simply too horrible to look at.

Turning around, he kept rubbing the back of his head, which was carried by the impact and hit the seat. Even after a while, he still felt dizzy.

Here, the driver had already unbuckled his seat belt and rushed out of the car angrily, ready to argue with the perpetrator.

After getting out of the car, the driver didn't even look at what kind of car the other party was, and yelled at the owner, "How did you drive the car? Didn't you see the red light?"

Seeing that the owner of the car on the other side hadn't got out of the car, the driver walked up to the Ferrari's door in two or three steps and knocked hard on the door of the Ferrari, "Get out of the car! Get off me quickly!"

Only then did the owner of the Ferrari open the car door in a hurry and stepped out.

Zhuang Yan looked over curiously, but he was completely taken aback by this glance.

I saw that the Ferrari owner was wearing a black shirt with a pair of black leggings, and a gold necklace that was thicker than an ordinary girl's arm was hanging around his neck. 24 five degrees, the owner of the car actually approved a big mink!
This dress up.
Zhuang Yan could only think of one adjective—Jie Liuzi.

"What's wrong?" The owner of the Ferrari took off the big black-framed sunglasses with his tattooed hands, and said with effort, as if he thought he was going to explode.

"What are you asking me? Are you blind? Didn't you see your car hit my car?" Seeing the man's attitude, the driver was also annoyed, and said directly, "Look at what you hit my car into. How are you? Just tell me, how do you plan to pay?"

The taxi driver pointed to the nose of the owner of the Ferrari, and then pointed to the rear of his own car.

The Ferrari owner glanced at the rear of the taxi, then went around and looked behind the taxi, and then the expression on his face became even more disdainful.

He said contemptuously, "Isn't it just a broken taxi? How much is it worth?"

As he spoke, the owner of the Ferrari took down the bag that had been tucked under his arm. When he opened it, it was filled with red bills. He casually took out a small stack from it and handed it to the taxi driver.

"Here, this amount is enough for you to repair the car, and the rest will be used as compensation for your mental damage." The corner of the Ferrari owner's mouth curled up slightly, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Zhuang Yan glanced roughly,
Good guy, that small stack is estimated to be three or four thousand.

Although the taxi driver's temper was a little grumpy, he was not an overbearing and entangled person, not to mention facing this kind of guy who didn't look like a good person.

Anyway, just take the money and go back to the company to fix the car.

But this Ferrari owner looks down on others when he is rich, which is really annoying.

The taxi driver held out his hand,

At the moment when he was about to take the money, the owner of the Ferrari suddenly raised his hand, and the small stack of notes flew away with the wind.

For a moment, the sky was filled with red bills.

"What do you mean?" The taxi driver gritted his teeth and looked at the annoying guy.

"Nothing interesting," the Ferrari owner unhurriedly zipped up his wallet, "Hands are shaking, if you want money, just pick it up yourself."

He looked at the taxi driver provocatively.

"Damn you! Lao Tzu" the taxi driver couldn't stand his temper, and rolled up his sleeves to prepare for an attack.

At this time, the side door of the Ferrari opened, "Brother Long, isn't this good?"

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

Only a soft, waxy female voice was heard.

Then a pair of long, slender white legs stretched out from the car, landed firmly, and finally saw clearly the owner of that voice.

Zhuang Yan felt very familiar with the person in the co-pilot when he first uttered his voice, and now he saw him.

Unexpectedly, he was still an acquaintance.

"is her?"