After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

The eye contact between the two was noticed by a third person present.

Mr. Wu coughed dryly, with warning eyes.

Chen Zhan raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Do you know what An Leng said before he died?"

This question has troubled Mr. Wu for several days and nights. When he heard it raised suddenly, his eyesight became sharp: "Are you willing to solve my doubts for me?"

Chen Zhan swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's not a secret." Looking straight at the person opposite, he smiled slightly: "He said I am a good person."

After the voice fell, the scene was even more embarrassing than before.

The sound of chopsticks being placed on the side of the bowl was too clear, Mr. Wu: "Thank you for the hospitality, I have something else to do, let's go first."

Yin Ronglan glanced at Chen Zhan, saw that he had no special expression, and said, "Have a bowl of soup before leaving."

Mr. Wu did not see the soup on the table.

Yin Ronglan stood up: "I'm very good at cooking soup."

Mr. Wu looked suspicious, and turned his face to look at Chen Zhan, as if asking to prove the authenticity.

When they looked at each other, Yin Ronglan had already gone to boil water, and within 3 minutes, he walked out again.There are some egg flowers floating on the top layer of the big bowl in his hand, and there are no other condiments in the rest.

Looking at it, he lost his appetite, and Mr. Wu's eyes remained unchanged: "Egg soup?"

Chen Zhan, who was silent for a short time, couldn't help but said: "This Tang's surname is Meng."

Another name is Mengpo soup.

"..."

Mr. Wu suppressed the twitching of the corner of his mouth, and smiled coldly: "It is said that Mengpo soup is made from human tears...you cry, if you can cry out a big bowl, no matter what is in it, I will drink it."

Chen Zhan closed his eyes and gently rubbed his temples with his index finger, regretting that he didn't chat with the old man for a while in the afternoon.

Being able to communicate with normal people is a great blessing in life.

Yin Ronglan: "Really?"

Chen Zhan opened his eyes again, pointed out the window before Mr. Wu could answer, and said, "Please go out and chat."

In the end, Mr. Wu left alone.

After the sound of closing the door, Yin Ronglan looked sideways at Chen Zhan: "Don't miss this opportunity."

The latter was helpless: "He's not that easy to deal with."

What An Leng said before his death is always half true and half false, but one thing should be good. As the earliest stranded person, Mr. Wu definitely has more than one means of saving his life.

The meal was still a bit unfinished, Yin Ronglan sat down and asked, "Why did he come to you?"

"Talk about cooperation." Chen Zhan sneered slightly at this point: "Yangmou is often more difficult to deal with than conspiracy."

Mr. Wu's tactic is just to make a fuss about the law enforcement, but he has an irreconcilable conflict with the law enforcement, even if he does not provoke, it is impossible to live in peace.

Yin Ronglan deduced that both Chen Zhan and Fang Cai had secrets, and even had extraordinary backgrounds.

He didn't want to ask about the inside story, and it was inconvenient to know, anyway, just send the other party to hell.

Chen Zhan vaguely noticed that Yin Ronglan had made up a certain idea when he didn't know it, and said with a stern expression: "Being a human being, please be kind."

Yin Ronglan smiled, but said nothing.

No one tasted the bowl of soup until the end.

Chen Zhan wanted to release a new chapter before midnight, and Yin Ronglan took the initiative to take the responsibility of washing the dishes after the meal.When he got a little lost in thought, he packed up his things and said, "In the first two quarters of this year, the total income of you and me is less than last year."

Chen Zhan nodded.

There were a lot of changes, Yin Ronglan took a week off in a row, and her updates were unstable during her honeymoon.Although the game has been updated several times, it is almost reaching saturation.

Yin Ronglan: "Develop a new project?"

Chen Zhan's eyes were a bit intriguing. When did a similar conversation happen, but the two parties in the content exchanged roles.She pursed her lips: "What project?"

Yin Ronglan: "You have been implicated in many cases. Although the news of An Leng's death has been suppressed, the previous haunting theory is still there."

Chen Zhan followed the words and thought: "Could it be that you want me to open a haunted house?"

Yin Ronglan: "Contract one in the amusement park, or open it alone."

Chen Zhan bowed his head and pondered: "I have never been in touch with this aspect, and the door still needs to be explored."

"I'll help you."

Chen Zhan stared at him for a few seconds, smelling a conspiracy: "Just for making money?"

Yin Ronglan: "It's good to use it as a base."

Chen Zhan frowned, not understanding his words for a rare moment.

Yin Ronglan: "When encountering a situation that is difficult to solve, you can temporarily avoid the limelight by doing something or storing something in the haunted house."

Chen Zhan made his fortune by writing, but he is very poor in reading comprehension.

It took a while to buffer, and I tried to slowly expand the analysis of this sentence: If I can't hold back and kill Mr. Wu one day, I can throw the body in the haunted house first, or directly invite the other party to fight in the haunted house, so as to avoid future troubles.

After dissecting bit by bit, his shoulders shook slightly and he sneezed.

Yin Ronglan poured a glass of warm water and handed it over: "The weather is getting hotter day by day, but don't wear too thin."

Chen Zhan: "I remember you were a very gentle person before."

Yin Ronglan's smile remained unchanged: "For you, it has always been."

"..."

In order to prevent his lover from going to jail, he waited outside the iron gate for dozens of years. Chen Zhan rejected the proposal of the haunted house without hesitation.

Seeing the remaining regret in the other party's eyes, he shook his head, went to the bedroom and called Wang Cheng: "Is there any work I can answer?"

Recently, he has been too popular, and it is definitely not a good thing to get more hot searches. In order to maintain his popularity, Wang Cheng has already shirked a large part of his work.

"Why do you suddenly want to talk about work?"

Chen Zhan didn't intend to practice Tai Chi, and said bluntly: "It doesn't have to be an event, a guest appearance or an invitation to a variety show is fine."

Wang Cheng asked the reason again, and Chen Zhan euphemistically called it making money: "Yin Ronglan's career development is stagnant, and he can only rely on me."

Many celebrities have met and married into fake wealthy families, and he is no exception.

"...But I just saw the latest Fortune Celebrity List a few days ago. Mr. Yin has risen two places compared to last year."

Chen Zhan didn't take it seriously, and muttered 'only two'.

Fearing that continuing to communicate would hurt his weak heart, Wang Cheng hurriedly brought the topic back to business: "I will give you a definite answer by tomorrow morning."

When Chen Zhan was taking a bath at night, Yin Ronglan's voice came from outside: "Call."

"Help me pass it in."

Yin Ronglan frowned indoors: "The phone is easy to get water."

Chen Zhan: "Then help me pick it up."

Before Yin Ronglan was about to press the answer button, his fingers froze in mid-air. If he had just chosen to hand it in, wouldn't he be able to see...

With a slight sigh, it should be his brain that got into the water.

On the other side of the phone, Wang Cheng heard Yin Ronglan's voice, which seemed a bit sleepy, and his tone couldn't help but soften: "Chen Zhan..."

"He's taking a bath." Restraining the resentment in his words, Yin Ronglan asked, "What's the matter?"

"There's a variety show that's full of complaints. I want to see if he's willing?"

Yin Ronglan told the truth.

There was a 'yes' from the bathroom.

When Chen Zhan came out, there were still drops of water dripping from his neck. He searched the Internet for the process of the program group, and by the way, called Wang Cheng to ask if he needed to prepare the manuscript.

"You don't need it." Wang Cheng said cheerfully.

For the first time, Chen Zhan felt that he was a little unreliable.

"The format of the show this time is different from the past," Wang Cheng explained: "We will invite guests, they are the main body."

"...The visitor is not kind?"

Wang Cheng smiled ingratiatingly: "The program team is willing to spend a lot of money to invite you, and the theme has been set, called "The Allure".

Chen Zhan pondered for two seconds: "What's the meaning?"

Wang Cheng said 'uh' twice, and said intermittently: "Actually, it's 'Qing Chen Ji', which can be interpreted as subverting the fear of being dominated by Chen Zhan in those years."

"Who are the guests here?"

Wang Cheng's words became a little more excited: "You don't know, as soon as the news was released, countless people signed up. Several rich second generations in Y City even used their connections to come..."

Chen Zhan only felt that his mind was buzzing, so he found an excuse in advance to hang up the phone.

Yin Ronglan saw his discomfort and asked.

Chen Zhan sighed and told the inside story.

Yin Ronglan's eyes moved: "Is there such a program?"

Chen Zhan: "If you also want to be a guest, I don't mind breaking our legs."

It is better to recuperate in bed for a week than to go to the TV station to publicly execute the execution.

Yin Ronglan concealed it very well, and said with no emotion on his face: "You can sell the news to Lin Chiang, maybe he will be willing to sue you as a guest at the scene."

Chen Zhan rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Don't always grab a sheep's wool."

The show will not be recorded until next Wednesday. In the past, it was the artists who complained about themselves, but Chen Zhan had to face a group of people who complained.He looked very openly, and the soldiers came to cover up the water and earth.

Before going to bed at night, Yin Ronglan counted the number of people that Chen Zhan had used as material in the past, with a solemn expression: "Will the stage not be able to stand at that time?"

Or is everyone scrambling for the microphone?

"...That's not a vegetable market."

Yin Ronglan wanted to say something more, but was forcibly interrupted by Chen Zhan's cold quick sleep.

At dawn the next day, Chen Zhan acted as if nothing had happened. He watched the previous episodes of the program and became familiar with the style of the host.

Before going to work, Yin Ronglan took a deep look at the other party. It can be said that this calmness made even him feel ashamed.

[System: Baby, are you there? 】

Chen Zhan narrowed his eyes: "Molesting me?"

[System: ... I want to practice my courage before rebelling. 】

Chen Zhan had a lot of work today, so he didn't bother with it: "Please keep quiet if you have nothing to do."

[System: The headquarters is in a mess because of complaints, and my time is coming. 】

Chen Zhan was stunned for a few seconds: "Complaint?"

It's not good for a person to eat melons, the system shared the complaint letter with him——

I am a chosen child. After crossing, under the leadership of the system, I flourished, opened a harem, and won rare treasures.However, two days ago, the old system retired, and the new system beat and scolded me as soon as it took over. The reason is that my name is 'Chen Zhan', and it said that I reminded it of the previous host.

What remains is some systematic self-confessed monologue:

System 2971: Last week I went to pick up a host who was about to be reborn. After hearing that his surname was Chen, I couldn't hold back and killed him again.

System 1333: The eyes of the current host are very similar to that person, and his heart was gouged out when he got excited.

System 2458: My host smiled, somewhat like that person, so I made him stop smiling.