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The restaurant that Zhou Weiying booked looked very ordinary, the kind that can be seen everywhere in Panjin.When the two arrived at the store, the crabs had already entered the pot.

The big round table in the private room was very big, and Zhou Weiying sat near the door. He looked down at the menu, and ordered a few side dishes at random, including mackerel dumplings.After the waiter went out, Zhou Weiying looked up at Fang Huan, only to see Fang Huan sitting directly opposite him with a cautious expression on his face.

"Why?" Zhou Weiying asked, "It's just a meal, why are you nervous?"

Fang Huan said, "How many crabs did you buy?"

"Not much."

The seafood was cooked very quickly. The waiter knocked on the door, then pushed a cart in, and placed three large pots in the center of the round table.Fang Huan was shocked: "Why are there so many?"

"Not many." Zhou Weiying said, "Only fifty, five taels each."

"Huh? Can the two of us finish eating?"

"It's not for the two of us to eat." Zhou Weiying shook his head, "I don't eat crabs, you eat them yourself. Don't you want to eat crabs? Eat enough. If I eat dumplings, I just order side dishes to make do with it."

"It's not necessary, right?" Fang Huan said, "Uncle Zhou said that he was wronged, let's eat together, don't waste food, it is shameful to waste food."

Zhou Weiying continued to shake his head: "No, I believe you."

Fang Huan wanted to run away, but Zhou Weiying happened to be sitting by the door. If he ran, Zhou Weiying would drag him back and beat him to death.He hadn't eaten all day, and the crab was hot and fragrant, which made his stomach growl.He decided not to make things difficult for himself, eat first and talk later.

The warm crab was split into two with its shell removed, and the crab roe was full. Fang Huan took a sip, and immediately began to stomp his feet in satisfaction.However, when he ate the fifth one, the curve of this satisfaction began to gradually decline.Zhou Weiying ate very quickly, and watched Fang Huan try to tear apart the crabs after he finished eating.

"Uncle, don't look at me, you can eat too." Fang Huan smiled, his attitude was extremely sincere, "It won't taste good when it's cold."

"I don't eat crabs." Zhou Weiying said, "I don't eat things with shells."

Fang Huan wondered: "Why?"

"Trouble." Zhou Weiying said, "It's better to boil mutton to save trouble."

Fang Huan made a "cut", showing a disgusted expression.But he realized something was wrong, and immediately turned into a flattering smile, sat around half of the table beside Zhou Weiying, took a very big crab, carefully opened it, and put all the crab roe and crab meat on Zhou Weiying's side. In the empty bowl in front of Weiying, he said subduedly, "Uncle, I'll peel it for you, you can eat as much as you want." He deliberately lowered his body, as if he was lying on the edge of the table, staring at the star full of expectation. Looking at Zhou Weiying intently, it's like offering a treasure.

Unmoved, Zhou Weiying pushed the bowl in front of Fang Huan: "No need, uncle won't eat it, you can eat it yourself, be good."

"Zhou Weiying!" Fang Huan stood up and patted the table, "I'll open the crabs for you and serve you to eat. Don't push yourself too hard, you'll be shameless!" He was so angry that he spoke Chongqing dialect, but his tone was not rude. , on the contrary, it looks coquettish.

Zhou Weiying didn't speak, and didn't even look at Fang Huan. Silence was the most powerful counterattack.Fang Huan had no place to vent his temper, so he sat back in his original seat angrily, venting his anger with the crab.

He worked very hard to eat half of it, and when the rest was cold, Zhou Weiying asked someone to heat it up.Fang Huan wanted to cry, he just mentioned eating crabs casually, but Zhou Weiying deliberately punished him.

Straight men are the most annoying!

No fish can swim across the Jialing River - this is an urban legend belonging to the city of Chongqing, but there has never been an urban legend telling Fang Huan whether crabs can swim across the Jialing River.He ate until he wanted to cry, and finally ate all the crab roe of the remaining crabs.If you eat too much of this food, you will get tired of it. Fang Huan was paralyzed on the chair, and he didn't want to eat crabs in his life.

Crabs should be extinct from this world!

"I can't eat it anymore." Fang Huan said pitifully, "Is it okay to eat all the crab roe? Crab roe is expensive, and eating crab roe is not a waste."

"Okay." Zhou Weiying finally said, and asked the waiter to pack up Fang Huan's remaining crab meat, "Let's go."

"I can't walk anymore." Fang Huan said, "I ate too much and couldn't stand up."

Zhou Weiying asked: "Then don't go back to Beijing, I'm leaving."

"Have you bought a ticket yet?"

"No, I'll buy it now." Zhou Weiying bought the ticket with his mobile phone, but soon he said, "There is no car today." He looked at Fang Huan, "What about you? Aren't you going back to Beijing today?"

Fang Huan said as a matter of course: "I have a plan, okay? Do you think that I think of it as you do? How do you become a manager? Isn't the manager meticulous?"

Zhou Weiying bent down a little, put his hands on the table, and said to Fang Huan seriously: "If you have money, you can think of it as soon as it comes out. Is there a problem?"

"Hoo, domineering president!" Fang Huan said eccentrically, "Why don't you buy a high-speed rail if you have money?"

"..." Zhou Weiying asked, "Where do you live?"

"I won't tell you." Fang Huan said with a smile, "Don't expect me to take you in."

"How high is Panjin's price level? I expect you to take me in?" Zhou Weiying had already settled the bill, carrying the packed crabs, "Let's go."

"I can't walk."

Five minutes later, Zhou Weiying dragged Fang Huan out of the restaurant.It was already very cold at night, and there were no people on the road, making it even more desolate.After Fang Huan came out, he shivered, squatted on the side of the road like a salted fish, and said, "I don't want to go, I can't walk, don't drag me, I feel like throwing up if I move."

Zhou Weiying knew at a glance that Fang Huan did it on purpose. He was like a kid who was having a temper tantrum with his parents on the street, trying to negotiate conditions with his parents in such a simple and rude way.

"Then squat down by yourself, I'm leaving." Zhou Weiying turned around and left without any hesitation.He hadn't gone a few steps before he heard Fang Huan yelling: "Zhou Wei wins you scumbag! You won't admit it when you sleep! When you like it, watch the stars and the moon with him. If you don't like it, just throw it away on the side of the road." ,you……"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Weiying walked back with a dark expression.Although there were not many passers-by, Fang Huan yelled loudly, and people who came out of the restaurant always looked sideways.Zhou Weiying just wanted to beat Fang Huan violently in the street, but he knew he could only think about it.

"Stop shouting!" Zhou Weiying said, "What do you want?"

Fang Huan raised a hand: "I can't walk, carry me on your back."

"..."

"Then I'll keep shouting..."

Zhou Weiying pulled Fang Huan up with one hand, and then turned his back to Fang Huan's short bastard.With a triumphant smile on Fang Huan's face, he climbed onto Zhou Weiying's back.

"Drive! Drive!" Fang Huan said happily, "Uncle Zhou, run!"

Zhou Weiying scolded: "Are you dead or not?!"

"Who will make money for you when I die?" Fang Huan's chin was on Zhou Weiying's shoulder, and he didn't need to speak hard, and his voice came clearly into Zhou Weiying's ears.

"Do you know how much money you have earned me so far? It would be good if you don't lose money." Zhou Weiying snorted coldly, "You still give me money for retirement? I don't want to recognize you as my son at all."

Fang Huan said: "Then you can recognize me as your daughter! My daughter is my father's caring little padded jacket. Aren't you happy to have such a beautiful and lovely fairy as your daughter?"

Every man hopes to have a daughter, but if it is Fang Huan, Zhou Weiying thinks it is a nightmare.He didn't want to answer Fang Huan's words, and asked, "Where do you live?"

"Let me take a look." Fang Huan turned on the navigation, and Zhiling's sister's voice came from the phone, "The left lane ahead, go straight..."

Zhou Weiying subconsciously carried Fang Huan on his back and dragged the box to follow the navigation. After taking two steps, he realized something was wrong, and shouted: "I only have two legs! Why are you guiding me to the motorway? You want me to die!" ?”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I chose the wrong one." Fang Huan quickly switched to walking mode, "Don't be angry, uncle, touch your head, let's go, let's go! Drive!

Zhou Weiying listened to Zhiling's sister telling him the journey was three kilometers, then turned to Fang Huan and asked, "Why don't we take a taxi?"

The taxi arrived at the hotel that Fang Huan had booked. After Fang Huan registered the check-in information, he asked Zhou Weiying cheaply if he wanted to live with him. He booked a deluxe double room, and the two of them could play a pleasant game of throwing pillows together. .This proposal was ruthlessly rejected by Zhou Weiying. Fang Huan rolled his eyes frantically and told Zhou Weiying that he was just being polite. He didn't want to live in the same room as Zhou Weiying. ?

Zhou Weiying casually asked him if he was not afraid of being discovered too ugly after taking off his makeup?Fang Huan didn't answer this question directly, but asked Zhou Weiying who he thought was the most beautiful female artist.Zhou Weiying is in the entertainment circle, and he has long been tired of looking at handsome men and beautiful women, and he knows that celebrities are all glamorous on the surface, but they are not as beautiful as everyone imagines behind the scenes.He was too familiar in China, so he mentioned a foreign female artist. Unexpectedly, Fang Huan said frivolously in his nose: "Then let me tell you, my old lady is more beautiful than her makeup when turned into ashes."

"Okay, good night." Zhou Weiying took the room card from the front desk, "Go back to Beijing after lunch tomorrow, don't make trouble for me, or you will bear the consequences. Take the crab."

The bag of crabs was like a magic spell. Fang Huan was stunned when he saw it. He had no other thoughts, so he had to go back to his room with the crabs and luggage.

They got up early in the morning, traveled all day, and tossed about at night. Fang Huan was already tired at this time, and fell asleep in bed after taking off his makeup.But Zhou Weiying's energy is still good, so the trip is not considered exhausting for him, but more like a rest.

Being able to sleep for a long time, without having to think about problems, without having to face so many complicated people, and the city is small and quiet, Zhou Weiying thinks it is very relaxing.

The only bad thing was that he didn't bring any clothes, and he had to wear this set back to Beijing the next day.

After taking a shower, he tidied up his clothes a bit, and saw a little red stain on his shirt.He didn't remember that he had touched red today. Thinking about it carefully, it might have been when Fang Huan was crying in his arms, or it might have been when Fang Huan was carrying Fang Huan on his back.He was so busy fighting with Fang Huan that he didn't notice it at all.Now that I see it, I have no choice but to wash it and then dry it.

Zhou Weiying found it strange that lipstick belonged to women, and he kept himself clean. Even if he was in a flashy circle, he had never had the distance to exchange lip marks on clothes with anyone, not even his closest wife.

But now, the lipstick marks on his body came from a man.

Fang Huan lay on the bed, and Zhou Weiying waited in the downstairs hall until he got impatient, and he appeared bouncing around.After a brief lunch, the two returned to Beijing, and it was already dark when they got home.

They live in the opposite door, one left and one right in the corridor, Fang Huan said: "Goodbye, uncle."

Zhou Weiying said: "Chanel will post revisions tomorrow, please remember to take a look."

"..." Fang Huan said, "Do you have to talk about work all the time?"

Zhou Weiying opened the door, turned around and asked Fang Huan: "Then what else can I talk to you about?"

Fang Huan was stunned, feeling that this sentence sounded weird.But he is mean, and he always wants to make things difficult for Zhou Weiying, so he said naturally: "It's not impossible to fall in love."

The answer was Zhou Weiying's resolute closing of the door.

"Old man, who cares about you!" Fang Huan pouted at Zhou Weiying's house, "Huh!"

The Double Eleven battle is in full swing, and Fang Huan's studio is about to be renovated. He wants to move there after the Double Eleven is over, and Zhou Weiying will inevitably scold him again.For other bloggers, Double Eleven is a good time to accept promotions to make money and earn traffic. Fang Huan is lucky, except for a scheduled Chanel, he will not accept any other promotions.

Fang Huan said that he didn't want to become a blogger selling goods when he came back, and he didn't want to get together with others to do something.Compared with his qualifications, this makes sense.But from Zhou Weiying's point of view, there are two things to say.If you don't accept the miscellaneous brands, you won't accept them. Those international big names are waiting for Fang Huan to pay attention to them, and Fang Huanli doesn't want to bother.Why not do such a thing of making money and earning fame?

Public relations people still know how to be human. If Fang Huan doesn’t accept it, he won’t accept it. Various PR gift bags will still be sent to Fang Huan’s house as usual.One day, Empress Baobuqi will be merciful, and it will be useful to mention it for free?Fang Huan may not be the one with the most goods, but he cherishes his feathers very much, and everything he can recognize is a guarantee of quality.

Fang Huan didn't move the office, other people have already moved in.Zhou Weiying went for a stroll, and saw the courier brother pulling a cart of things in, and a girl with short hair in jeans and a hoodie was signing a sale at the door.

"Lele, what did you buy?" Zhou Weiying asked curiously.

"It's not ours, it's Sister Huan's." Li Lele said, "He said he would make Christmas limited videos for major brands, part of which was sent by the brand, and part of which he bought himself."

Zhou Weiying muttered: "Prodigal bitch."

Li Lele burst out laughing, and asked: "Brother Zhou, is there any game on the night of Double Eleven? Now that you are back in the ranks of single dogs, do you want to hang out with us?"

"No." Zhou Weiying said, "I have an appointment that night, you can play your game, and give me the bill later, and I will reimburse you."

This is simply a big cake from heaven, Li Lele didn't even open the package, and ran in to announce the good news.