I’m Afraid It’s a Salted Fish

An hour later, Chi Song's hands were sour.

But the number of people surrounding him has not diminished.

Look, it's human instinct to be hilarious. In fact, many people don't even know what it's doing here before they squeeze over. Only when people hear voices come and go, do they know that there is a star named Chi Song.

Many people don't even know who Chi Song is, but as soon as I hear it, sign a name, even if I don't need it, I hang it on the Internet, maybe I can sell a good price.

Everyone embraces the mentality of geese over-plucking hair, but it is a pain for Chi Song, a bald-hair goose.

On a hot day, Chi Song was wrapped in the middle of the third and the third layers, and his back was sweating, but his temperament was natural. When others asked him to write a message, he would write it carefully. And, after signing, he must hand his hands over and politely say "thank you."

The only thing that made him a little unhappy was that he was staying here for so long, and the rice in the insulated barrel might be cold.

After signing for another fifteen minutes, Chi Song's waist and knees were a bit overwhelming, and his right leg began to tremble slightly.

At this moment, a car came slowly and approached the crowd, and the driver's window shook down.

Zhou Yaming's face resembling a Chinese teacher appeared in the car window.

She asked in a loud voice: "Chi Song, are you signing a sales meeting? Do you know what time it is now?"

When Chi Song met the savior, he said pitifully, "Ah?"

Zhou Yaming got out of the car and said to the crowd: "I'm sorry, Chi Song still has a script seminar to attend at night. I'm here to pick him up."

After she finished speaking, she waved calmly: "Don't go yet?"

Chi Song knew that there were no seminars at night. She estimated that she had heard some wind and came to rescue her.

Considering that he wouldn't leave anymore, I was afraid to spend all night here, Chi Song down the donkey and obediently led her into the car.

Before leaving, Chi Song said sorry to those who had waited a long time: "I'm sorry."

Most of the onlookers didn't even know who Chi Song was, but his attitude was gentle and polite. Everyone didn't say anything. He waved goodbye to him.

An aunt took the signature just discussed and whispered: "Who is Chi Song? The name sounds familiar, has it been a family drama?"

Chi Song shuddered, fearing she really remembered, and immediately carrying the insulated barrel and cat slid to the co-pilot, pulled the car door and drilled into it.

...It's terrible and slipped away.

Chi Song felt his knee hurt after sitting down and struggled to bend.

Zhou Yaming hit a steering wheel and took him away from this land of right and wrong.

He pulled his right leg and moved carefully, saying, "Thank you sister Yaming."

Zhou Yaming didn't laugh, and a quiet voice came from the rear seat: "...Don't you thank me?"

Chi Song was terrified. Looking back, Song Zhihuai was quietly sitting directly behind the driver's seat, looking at him with a smile.

Zhou Yaming glanced at the rearview mirror and said to Song Zhihuai: "Thank you for letting me get off work so long."

Song Zhihuai touched the temple of the gold wire glasses: "It should be."

A quarter of an hour ago, Song Zhihuai was tired of approving documents. He walked to the office's large floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the night scene. He accidentally found a crowd of people in front of the office building.

This is the headquarters of Nebula Entertainment. There are often stars who come to the company to be chased and blocked by fans. Song Zhihuai has long been surprised.

Judging from the flow of people, it should be just a small star who is generally occupied by coffee.

But standing above and looking down for a while, Song Zhihuai looked at the people in the middle, the more familiar he was.

That dress... seems to be worn by Chi Song often?

Song Zhihuai watched for a few more seconds, and lying down, immediately contacted Zhou Yaming, who was still working, and asked her to rescue his little daughter-in-law.

Zhou Yaming sent Song Zhihuai and Chi Song to the Song Family Villa.

During this period, she gently warned Chi Song: "In the future, don't just wear a mask and run outside. It was discovered that your car is not fast and you can't run."

Chi Song touched his legs that were not long and felt stricken.

This is also the first time Chi Song realized that he really didn't seem to be the salted fish before.

The car drove to the door of the Song Family Villa.

The villa area here is quite quiet, and the security measures are extremely complete. It is very worthy of the price of every inch of gold and there is no need to worry about paparazzi.

Zhou Yaming parked the car at the front entrance, Chi Song lowered his foot and kept his knees, he was trembling uncomfortably.

Song Zhihuai got out of the car and quickly walked to the position of the co-pilot. He held his back knee and turned the man straight.

Chi Song, who suffocated all the way and did not dare to communicate with Song Zhihuai, immediately blushed: "You, don't..."

Song Zhihuai ordered: "You lie down, don't move."

Chi Song lay flat stiffly, the muscles of his back neck were stiff, and the remaining light in the corner of his eyes quietly floated on Zhou Yaming. His small eyes were terribly nervous. That was called a cute.

However, Zhou Yaming didn't blame his face: "Song Song, I've delivered it."

Song Zhihuai said: "Today you count your overtime pay."

Zhou Yaming smiled: "That's really thank you, President Song."

After she finished speaking, she turned to Chi Song again, as if she didn’t even see Chi Song in such an ambiguous position and said, “I’m going first. Chi Song, remember to be careful when you come out later.”

Having said that, she drove away, hiding merit and fame.

Chi Song blushed and thought, Sister Ya Ming really deserved to be an old river and lake.

Thinking, he squeezed the muscles of Song Zhihuai's arm and blamed softly: "There were people just now! Why are you..."

Song Zhihuai said shamelessly: "Isn't she gone?"

Chi Song was angry: "This is not allowed in the future."

Song Zhihuai said: "Which way? At the door, can't I still hold my wife?"

Chi Song was angry and anxious: "...this, isn't this still outside! Say it at home."

Song Zhihuai couldn't laugh: "Okay, let's go home."

He turned around and said, "...wife, hug my neck."

Chi Song raised his eyes to see him, and Taohua's eyes were round, and his face was all written, "What are you going to do?"

Song Zhihuai explained with a smile: "I have to free my hand to open the door."

Chi Song moved: "You let me down."

Song Zhihuai especially wanted to tease Chi Song today: "Do not let go."

Chi Song also discovered Song Zhihuai’s sinister intentions, twisted his waist, put the insulated bucket in his arms on his stomach, and turned his side, arms around Song Zhihuai’s neck, and buried his face like an ostrich. After entering, the urn said in a gruff voice: "...Hold it well. Open the door quickly."

Chi Song thought, anyway, Song Zhihuai is particularly bad today, it would be better to follow him, so that he would not engage in moths.

Song Zhihuai was spoiled by Chi Song's reluctant but well-behaved appearance. He thought about the male thieves and the female prostitutes. He wished to bring Chi Song directly to the back courtyard and eat him on the rocking chair.

This bad brain supplement made him very excited when he swiped the door card, but he didn't swipe it away several times.

After a long time, Chi Song raised his face from his arms, glanced at the card in Song Zhihuai's hand, and was surprised to say: "Zhihuai, that is the meal card of the company canteen."

Excited Mr. Song: "..."

Mr. Song also wanted to save face, so after being pointed out by Chi Song, he opened the door with a sullen breath, walked in, closed the door, and brought Chi Song directly to the back garden.

The white lacquered rocking chair in the back garden creaked like this for half a night.

More than forty minutes later, the full-fledged Mr. Song, with his arms around Chi Song, returned to the house and pinched his legs and rubbed his waist.

Chi Song lay prone on the bed, enjoying the horse-killing chicken from Song Zhihuai, and the mentality of collapsing because he did not wear a small umbrella quickly recovered.

Chi Song grieved and said: "This is not allowed in the future, Sister Yaming is still here."

Song Zhihuai put a plaster on Chi Song's knee: "Don't ride a small yellow car and come to give me meals in the future, I'm afraid you will be wiped by oil."

When referring to the fact that the signature was blocked today, Chi Song still feels unreal.

When Chi Song was acting as a kid, he often encountered strange aunts who loved to pinch his small face, but he was surrounded by signatures and signed in the middle of the hand. He really enjoyed such treatment for the first time.

Chi Song was a little worried, lying on the sofa and asking Song Zhihuai: "I will miss you later, how can I see you."

Song Zhihuai said without hesitation: "I will buy you a car."

After saying this, Song Zhihuai had a thrill of raising his eyebrows.

Nothing else, the few people in his circle of friends who knew his relationship with Chi Song, without exception, believed that Song Zhihuai was supporting a small star.

Song Zhihuai held his breath all the time. Later, his mentality collapsed.

He even hoped that Chi Song would be able to take care of what he wanted, and he would not lose his reputation of being "captive" in vain.

Now it's finally possible to spend money on the wife's purchase, and Song Zhihuai feels very proud.

So he touched Chi Song's knee and asked cheerfully, "Buy a big Ben? Or buy a Cayenne? What do you think of the new Cayenne that Porsche recently released?"

Chi Song thinks it makes sense.

He has always been a bit homely, and has no hobby for shopping. The greatest joy of life is to study acting at home, because he was not hot before, and he didn’t have much trouble to travel. He has never had a suitable mobility tool.

After careful consideration, Chi Song said: "Buy a Changan SUV."

Song Zhihuai: "..."

Chi Song said enthusiastically: "It's unobtrusive and cheap to open. I've seen commercials on TV. Is it 60,000 or 70,000?"

Song Zhihuai: "..."

Song Zhihuai had a sad feeling.

...He felt that it would be difficult to spend money for his wife in his life.

While Song Zhihuai was frustrated, Chi Song's cell phone rang.

As soon as it seemed to be an electrician, Chi Song made a three-point falter, and compared with a silent gesture to Song Zhihuai, he answered the phone.

He coughed lightly: "Mom?"

When Song Zhihuai heard it, he knew that he had better be quiet like a chicken. Don't be angry, otherwise she would have to block the mother-in-law.

He slowly rubbed Chi Song's waist, but he heard Chi Song suddenly raise his voice, and then sat up: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong?"

Chi Song paused for a few seconds before asking in surprise: "...Memei is going to be born?"

Mother Chi’s choking voice came from Chi Song’s unreceived cell phone: “... It’s raining heavily outside and there was a serial car accident. My brother and I were stuck on the road. Mei Mei cried in pain and the amniotic fluid broke. It’s five or six kilometers away from the hospital, what can I do..."

After thinking about it, Song Zhihuai took the phone straight away: "... Auntie, this is Song Zhihuai."

Chi Song didn't have time to stop him, Song Zhihuai said: "Don't worry, listen to me. You have just been out soon, right?"

Ms. Chi couldn't care less: "Yes, yes."

Song Zhihuai asked: "How far is it from St. Mary's Hospital?"

Ms. Chi paused for a moment: "The left turn at this intersection is...but that is a private hospital. Meimei has been doing examinations in public hospitals. Also, I asked the hospital when Meimei was pregnant. The bed is fully booked..."

Song Zhihuai made a decisive decision: "Just go there. I will contact my friend to get you a bed as soon as possible, and you will send Meimei over."

Hanging up the phone, Song Zhihuai turned a few calls in his phone book, called it, and only reached the second call, and contacted the dean of St. Mary's Hospital headquarters.

After telling the truth, Song Zhihuai hung up the phone and said to Chi Song: "Contact your mother and say it's done. When you arrive at the hospital, you directly say that you are an acquaintance of Dean Qin and you have a place."

Chi Song was sweating in his heart, and dialed Mother Chi while asking, "How do you know..."

Song Zhihuai said: "When I was waiting for you, I turned around your house and wanted to buy something for the second elder. I saw a hospital nearby. I thought your younger sister-in-law was about to give birth. I wanted to help, but I didn't see you. Go to your parents; when you come back, you will be busy and forget about it."

With that in mind, he touched Chi Song's wet hair and said with relief: "It's okay, don't worry, your husband will get it for you."