After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

The old man didn't hear Chen Zhan's implication, and began to inquire about his work again: "While you are young, go out and make more adventures."

Chen Zhan nodded: "I know."

Writing articles is just an excess, and it is simply unrealistic to make a fortune on this alone.

[System: Actually, you can consider doing tasks. 】

Chen Zhan smiled without saying a word.

After clearing the table and returning to the residence, he said lightly: "The tasks are all staged, but anyone with a little brain must learn to find a way out by himself."

I opened my laptop and started to search for products online. I searched for the name 'Yin Ronglan' on a whim. Not to mention useful information, I couldn't even find the same name.

[System: When you say you want to find a way to survive, why do you want to look at food? 】

Chen Zhan: "Explore commercial value."

The system heard half of it, and watched as he found several competing companies, picked out the ones that had recently launched new products, and began to look at the product ingredient list to take notes.

He was devoting himself to work when there was a particularly inopportune knock on the door.

"Help open the door."

[System: ... It is detected that it does not have the function of opening the door. 】

Chen Zhan put down what he was doing, and sighed: "What's the use of you."

He thought it was an old man from the opposite door, but he didn't expect to see a young and handsome face.

"Mr. Yin." Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Why are you?"

Yin Ronglan: "I saw the cross-stitch you sent on the door, and thought it was very interesting."

He has met all kinds of people, looking at him with compliments, flattery or calculations, but Chen Zhan was on guard from the first meeting.At first I felt nahan, but today I saw the embroidery hanging on the old man's door, how can I not understand.

"I think you have misunderstood me."

What Chen Zhan is most unaccustomed to is dealing with people who are too polite. Whether your attitude is cold or hot, the other party is calm and unhurried, with a fake smile on his face.

"There was a misunderstanding." Chen Zhan said bluntly, "I apologize."

"..."

"Is there anything else?" Chen Zhan asked.

Yin Ronglan nodded slightly: "It may take some time."

Chen Zhan turned sideways: "Please come in."

After Yin Ronglan changed his shoes, he swept them casually: "There are very few men who live alone who clean up the house so cleanly."

Chen Zhan: "After all, all the valuables are sold, and only a computer is left."

If you want to mess around, you need capital, and there are not many pieces of furniture.

The only feature in the house that can bring people joy is the pots of green radishes on the windowsill.

Yin Ronglan's gaze froze slightly when he scanned the words 'Yuanrui Group' on the desktop.

Yuanrui Group is a newly acquired company, mainly engaged in health-care drinks.

Chen Zhan didn't deliberately shy away from it. After searching for the recruitment notice of Yuanrui Group but failed, he crossed it on the notebook, and then searched for other companies again.

Yin Ronglan: "Are you looking for a job?"

Chen Zhan: "It's just to make some extra money."

Soon he found another company's announcement, walked to the door and made a phone call, and seemed to be in a good mood when he came back.Poured a glass of cool white and opened it in Yin Ronglan's hand: "The hospitality is not good, don't mind."

Closed the computer, sat down opposite him, and frankly talked about the previous opinion: "Considering the coincidence of the time when Mr. Yin appeared, my guess is a bit bad."

Yin Ronglan's tone was not sullen, and explained: "I was abroad for a while before, and I only found out that the old man was unwell after I came back."

After a long time without a cold drink, Yin Ronglan frowned slightly, and continued: "Besides, I also hate ungrateful people."

Chen Zhan suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Do you usually go online?"

"Occasionally."

Chen Zhan: "Have you ever read about my 'deeds' on the Internet?"

Yin Ronglan: "I heard a little bit."

Chen Zhan looked at him with scrutiny: "Dare to communicate even if you know?"

Yin Ronglan: "There are many rumors in the world."

Chen Zhan explained: "I'm really realistic."

"..."

Eyes on each other, relatively speechless.

Chen Zhan broke the silence: "What business is Mr. Yin doing now?"

Yin Ronglan didn't answer directly, but said: "Business is down." Xiaoqing chuckled and said: "I think you seem to have plans to do big things, why don't you take me with you?"

Chen Zhan thought for a few seconds, then nodded.

Yin Ronglan was taken aback, but he didn't expect that he would really agree.

"Don't look at me being poor and white now," Chen Zhan said calmly, "In less than half a year, I will definitely take you off."

Yin Ronglan turned his head away slightly, with a small smile in his eyes that he tried to hide as much as possible, as if he heard a joke that was enough to make people laugh, he coughed lightly: "Then please."

The two of them didn't have many topics in common. Yin Ronglan was extraordinarily free this afternoon, and went to the opposite door to help the old man clean up the house, and returned the separate space to Chen Zhan.

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The sun was shining at three or four o'clock, and the old man was lying on the rocking chair, starting a standard retirement life.

"That child has a human touch, and that alone is rare." The old man glanced in the direction of the kitchen: "It's a pleasure to get along with."

Yin Ronglan washed the teacup, the appearance of gentleness faded away, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

The old man sighed: "You have been cold-tempered since you were a child."

He still remembers the first time he met Yin Ronglan, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and specially used the money he earned from working during the holidays to find time to visit him.The boy was wearing some washed-out jeans, his eyes revealed alienation and calmness.

Later, he climbed to the position he is today and became a new dignitary, and he was even more indifferent to personnel.

The old man was worried that after a hundred years, the last trace of warmth in Yin Ronglan's heart would disappear.

Yin Ronglan wiped off the drops of water on his hands, and the profile of his face was fair like porcelain, not only the color, but also the temperature.

It was Chen Zhan's voice that broke the silence, knocking on the door twice: "It's time to take off."

The old man didn't understand, so he said, "What is taking off?"

Yin Ronglan said very calmly: "He said he wanted to make money with me."

The rocking chair shook violently, the old man choked on saliva, leaned over and coughed several times before recovering.

Yin Ronglan opened the door, and restored the image of a gentle and good man: "What do I need to do?"

"Help me move in the drinks from the manufacturer first." Chen Zhan carried two large boxes by himself, and left another box for Yin Ronglan.

Chen Zhan asked the old man to borrow a table, put together a red cloth and piled up the drinks into the shape of a triangular hill.

The old man: "What are you trying to do?"

Chen Zhan: "Prepare to broadcast live."

He looked at the time while talking: "It's less than 10 minutes."

When Yin Ronglan heard that he was going to start a live broadcast, she found a mask from somewhere and put it on, and also put on a hat.

Chen Zhan looked at him with strange eyes.

Yin Ronglan said seriously: "This is more aura."

"..."

I didn't see it in the aura, but it seemed to be true that there was something wrong with my brain.

At seven o'clock, the live broadcast will start on time.

"Welcome to the new friends in the live broadcast room, I am today's anchor Chen Zhan."

Xiangxi Beverages is already well-known and has a certain fan base. As soon as the live broadcast started, many people have come in one after another.In addition, Chen Zhan posted a Weibo in the afternoon, and more people came to join in the fun.

[Cai Xiaocai: I still don't believe it after reading Weibo, why did Xiangxi invite Chen Zhan, a scum? 】

[Maria's hair: I'm not interested in drinks, I just want to ask the host when to update the article! 】

[Konstantinople: Let's remind you. 】

There are all sorts of comments.

Chen Zhan caught a glimpse of Yin Ronglan trying to avoid the camera from the corner of his eye, without pointing it out, showing a harmless smile.

Good-looking people can naturally attract some fans.

[Cai Xiaocai: It's a pity that you have such a good face, why did you want to be a demon at the beginning? 】

"Thank you Cai Xiaocai for affirming my beauty." Chen Zhan picked up a bottle of drink and put it in front of the camera: "I'll tell you the truth..."

Of course, I can't hide it even if I want to, the little thing that the original body did has long been spread on the Internet.

"I started fighting with people when I was 19, and fell in love with Jiang Ying at first sight when I was 24. In the following year, I stalked in January, stalked in February, sowed discord in March, and dissatisfied with her and Lin Chiang in April. He was framed by his flash love...the next year, he was arrested and sent to the police station because he threatened to send a letter."

He finished speaking in one breath without panting, and there were exclamation points in the live comments.

'Speechless', 'Bullish', 'I can't complain anymore'... Similar remarks are endless.

Yin Ronglan on the left back cast quite meaningful glances, as if he didn't expect his black history to be so rich.

"However," Chen Zhan came with a decisive turning point: "Since last month, I haven't done anything wrong, and at the same time I started writing "Confession" to reflect on myself. Do you know why?"

【Maria's hair: ... Could the anchor want to say that he drank Xiangxi green tea? 】

[Princess Runaway: Advertisement caught off guard! 】

Chen Zhan imitated the posture of a TV shopping host, held a drink in front of the camera, and smiled: "Yes, it's all because of it...Xiangxi brand green tea. Freshly picked tea leaves are sweet and mellow, and can reach the soul directly. Drink! Regular consumption can clear away heat and detoxify, refresh the mind, and also anti-aging."

The comment area was silent for a second, and then countless replies burst out in an instant.

[Cai Xiaocai: ...It's too wild! 】

[Princess Luopao: This is the most... unique advertisement I have ever seen. 】

The comments were suddenly posted quickly, good and bad mixed together, and they were posted before they could be seen clearly.

Chen Zhan gestured to Yin Ronglan: "Help me get a transparent cup."

Yin Ronglan looked at him very complicatedly, never expecting that the other party would have such an operation, and silently handed over the ordinary water glass.

[Maria's hair: Wow!Such a beautiful hand, slender and fair, the anchor even has the money to hire an assistant! 】

[huhi: Tong Kua, I can lick this hand for a year! 】

Chen Zhan didn't look at the barrage, and unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out half a cup: "A good green tea must look at the color of the soup, the clearer the greener the better. The sugar content of Xiangxi's drinks is not very high, very suitable for those who are afraid of gaining weight Little Fairy."

He swayed like drinking red wine, took a sip, and put on an impeccable smile: "This is just on the market, and the offline supermarket will sell it for seven yuan a bottle. Today, buy three get one free in the live broadcast room. If you buy a box , and give two extra bottles of jasmine tea."

"...Are you still worrying about your love for death? Like the anchor, learn a bottle of Xiangxi green tea every day." Chen Zhan's voice rose slightly: "I counted three two one, and started to link... Three, two, one !"

Yin Ronglan's voice was slightly hesitant: "Will someone buy it?"

Chen Zhan moved his chair back a bit: "You can go to the link to have a look."

Yin Ronglan clicked in and scanned, and when he saw the sales volume of 2.5+, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

The author has something to say: Chen Zhan: ...a man who has always made a fortune in a quiet voice.