My three pots of meat plants

The Spring Festival is approaching.

It stands to reason that artists and managers will be busier during the festival, and their workload will double, but Wen Wuchu's studio is not.

Wen Wuchu consulted the opinions of the three Rou Zhijuns. Everyone wanted to have a good Spring Festival. After all, these days, it is difficult to get together because they leave early and return late.In the days of this kind of member, it is better to go with the crowd and have a holiday.

Now that the studio is booming, Wen Wuchu is content.

The current income and fame are beyond his imagination. The point is that he now has the confidence to negotiate with the works, programs and advertisements.This is very important to Wen Wuchu, who always puts his works first.

Wen Wuchu is not a person who wants to make a steamed bun as soon as he has a steamed bun. He likes to make progress step by step and respects the artist's choice.

Now that they chose the Spring Festival vacation, Mu Xiqian and Zhou Zexiu could also go home for a reunion Spring Festival.

Wen Wuchu prepared generous year-end bonuses for the two of them. In addition to bonuses, there were also expensive designer bags and electronic products.

When Wen Wuchu told the two assistants the good news of the Spring Festival holiday, the two assistants were not very happy.

He understood Zhou Zexiu, because Zhou Zexiu was alone in Huaguo and had no relatives. He said that he would go to find friends during the Spring Festival.

Mu Xiqian was also unhappy, and Wen Wuchu couldn't understand.

"What's wrong? Don't want to go get together with your relatives?" Wen Wuchu asked.

Wen Wuchu remembered that Mu Xiqian was from another province, and her parents were not in this city. It stands to reason that she would be ecstatic to be able to go home for the New Year.

Mu Xiqian curled her lips: "There is an old saying that is really good. If you are poor, no one will ask you in the downtown area, and if you are rich, you will have relatives in the distant mountains."

Wen Wuchu shook his head, thinking that at Mu Xiqian's age, there might still be some youthful and rebellious tail left.

"It's a very happy thing to be able to reunite with my family. Like me, no one wants to be reunited." Wen Wuchu smiled wryly.

Wen Wuchu's grandparents and grandparents all passed away early, and other relatives were either abroad or in other provinces. After their parents passed away in a car accident, they hardly moved around.

Wen Wuchu, who was alone, was afraid of festivals before, so he hoped to be busy during festivals, so as to dilute the loneliness brought about by the atmosphere of festival reunion.

"Actually, it is a very happy thing to have someone who can nag."

Mu Xiqian looked at her boss with disgust.

She has to admit that most of the time the boss is very correct about her education, and she is all ears. But when it comes to relatives, the boss probably has too much desire for family affection, so he always has some unrealistic ideas.

"You don't know, since my relatives know that I work in your studio, it's a trivial matter to ask for an autograph and a group photo, and they want to recommend his son and daughter to come to the studio to be a celebrity as an assistant."

Mu Xiqian rolled her eyes sharply and continued.

"It's not that I want to belittle my relatives. Their children's ugly appearance and unruly hands and feet will be a disaster everywhere. When they went to a convenience store to work as a clerk, they were fired because their hands and feet were not clean. They still want to come to our studio."

Mu Xiqian now has a sense of belonging to Wen Wuchu's studio. As long as the boss doesn't drive her away, she is ready to live and die with the studio.

But she is not worried about problems in the studio.The three artists are more powerful than the other, and the boss is patient, gentle and generous. She is infinitely optimistic about the future of the studio, so she also strives to improve herself, hoping to improve with the studio instead of being eliminated in the future.

She believed that it would be impossible to meet such a good boss and such a good working environment in the future.

Wen Wuchu didn't expect Mu Xiqian to have such troubles, he thought she was just displeased with her elders urging her to marry and asking questions.

"If they still mention it, you can tell him the conditions that you have but the other party's child does not have, as the basic employment conditions of the studio. As for the artists, tell him to train only these three within ten years. He wants to be a star, please go to Hualong Film and Television." Wen Wuchu said.

Mu Xiqian was amused by her boss, and happily continued to work.

The female assistant chatted happily with Wen Wuchu, while the male assistant was a little depressed.

The omnipotent assistant Zhou Zexiu is currently in Wen Wuchu's villa, helping the boss sort out the contract materials brought home, destroying them or taking them back to the studio for archiving.

There is no one in the villa today.

Wen Wuchu was in the studio, two artists had notices, and Qi Jingze, who was called "the treasure of the town" by the boss, was also missing.

So when the door opened, Zhou Zexiu was a little embarrassed as he was packing up the materials.

The villa is very dark at the moment, Zhou Zexiu likes the dark environment, and is used to only turning on a desk lamp to fix things.

So at this moment, Zhou Zexiu hopes that the other party is not someone who thinks too much like the boss, thinking that he is here to steal business secrets or something.

Qi Jingze just glanced at the other party, nodded, and didn't speak.

Zhou Zexiu didn't deal with this "topic chatter" very often, but he heard a lot from Wen Wuchu.

Zhou Zexiu glanced casually, and found that the other party was carrying two festive red bags, which were incompatible with the cold demeanor exuding from him.

Zhou Zexiu asked hesitantly, "Are you... buying new year's goods?"

"Well, didn't Wu Chu say that there should be a Chinese New Year atmosphere at home during the New Year, otherwise it would be too deserted. I just went to the street and saw some people selling fruit plate couplets. It was very lively, so I bought some." Qi Jingze took off his mask and put down his things and said.After a pause, he spoke again: "You are the only one left at home?"

Zhou Zexiu nodded, somewhat flattered.

Based on his experience with dealing with Qi Jingze only a few times, the number of times the other party is willing to answer his questions can be counted on his fingers.

Usually Qi Jingze can answer with one word, but Qi Jingze usually can't use the second word.Now that he suddenly said a long sentence and asked him questions, Zhou Zexiu felt like it was raining red.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Qi Jingze's mood was very strange, and his whole body was filled with the loneliness of ebb tide.

There was no expression on that face from the beginning to the end, Zhou Zexiu didn't know why, but he just saw the loneliness in the middle.

"It's a bit dark, don't mind if I brighten it up." Qi Jingze said.

Zhou Zexiu felt that Qi Jingze had become unexpectedly polite today. The other party lived here, but asked him whether an outsider should turn on the light.

"You can do whatever you want. I've almost cleaned up and I'm leaving."

Qi Jingze didn't speak any more, and turned on the lights in the hall one by one.

Zhou Zexiu has been to the villa several times.Usually, if Wen Wuchu is around, he usually likes to turn on the big lights in the middle of the hall and the lights in the dining room. He said that it is brighter and the heart will be much brighter.Zhou Zexiu, who likes to be dark, naturally doesn't have any opinion on his employer's behavior in his home.

And at this moment.Qi Jingze went too far than Wen Wuchu, he turned on almost all the lights that could be turned on when passing by, and the whole villa was a bit dazzlingly bright.

Zhou Zexiu is now more certain that Qi Jingze's mood is not right.According to the personality of the other party, it should be the same as yourself, or a little more like and dark.It's really inexplicable to make the whole room brightly lit at this moment.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you? How about I order a takeaway for you?" Zhou Zexiu asked tentatively.

Qi Jingze seemed very tired, sitting on the sofa with his whole body, looking up at the ceiling. "No, I'll make some instant noodles later."

Huaguo's pride, Qi Jingze, eats instant noodles for dinner. If this is said, Huaguo fans will diss their studio.

Probably wanting to break the oppressive atmosphere in the air, Zhou Zexiu had nothing to say.

"The boss said that you may have hot pot for the New Year's Eve dinner, because Xiao Xue is a hot pot fan." Zhou Zexiu tried his best to find a topic that the two of them could talk about.

But at this moment, Qi Jingze seemed to have returned to his usual state of being silent, and only hummed lightly.

Zhou Zexiu had no choice but to find the topic again.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the seven or eight pots of narcissus that Wen Wuchu bought earlier on the display cabinet next to the sofa.

He and Wen Wuchu bought these seven or eight pots of narcissus at the entrance of the studio.At that time, the boss couldn't bear the old man who was selling flowers and was still setting up a street stall at night, so he directly wrapped up the remaining narcissus on the stall.

"The narcissus is growing very well. Xiao Wen just knows how to buy things. It looks like it's already blooming. It's estimated that it will bloom in two days. I don't know how many it will bloom."

"One hundred and seven flowers." Qi Jingze said suddenly.After a while, he added: "One hundred and seven flower bones."

Zhou Zexiu fell silent for a moment.

He didn't expect it to be this answer. Qi Jingze counted those pots of narcissus because he was lonely at home, or because he couldn't see the person who bought the flowers, and he thought about others when he saw things.

When Zhou Zexiu left the villa and returned to the studio, only the boss was busy.

Zhou Zexiu handed the compiled materials to the other party, and mentioned a few things about meeting Qi Jingze by the way.

"Qi Jingze doesn't know what's wrong these few days. I feel like I'm living in an ice cave. I decided to spend the night in the studio." Wen Wuchu said, and handed a bag of dried durians to Zhou Zexiu.

Zhou Zexiu took a few glances at his boss, and then recalled the springtime that permeated the relationship between Bai Shengxiu and his boss, and realized what was going on.

Zhou Zexiu sighed and shook his head. "I remember a line in "Hua Guzi", 'Hua Guzi began to put her intelligence in her tenderness, and dragged her deep affection into her indifference. From this, it can be seen that tenderness is the limit of intelligence, and indifference is the pinnacle of emotion."

Wen Wuchu tore open another pack of dried durians. "What do you mean? Qi Jingze is cute? Uh, this word applies to Qi Jingze, it feels like reading a humorous book."

Zhou Zexiu shook his head and sighed, "Love is always disturbed by ruthlessness."

"Did you read the news about Zhao Jingcheng's cheating on Li Mingyi yesterday?" Wen Wuchu didn't stay on this topic, and immediately moved on to the next news item. "I was wondering. Zhao Jingcheng's wife is beautiful, rich, good acting, and good family background. What is he dissatisfied with? Cheating on a young model who is not half as good-looking as his wife?"

Zhou Zexiu turned on the computer and updated the studio's page and said, "This matter, a joke on the Internet can answer it very well. A father asked his son why he bought you a genuine electronic induction toy car worth 15 dollars. You still have to snatch other children’s rough plastic toy cars for [-] yuan, my son said, because I haven’t played with them. Now, that’s it.”

"So that is to say, men who have never played before will want to try it?" Wen Wuchu suddenly felt a little unhappy because he thought of Bai Shengxiu.

Zhou Zexiu rarely raised his eyes: "My big boss, what's the matter with your sad tone, as if you are not a man. Don't tell me that you are actually a woman disguised as a man. There is no market for this kind of TV series these days. "

Wen Wuchu didn't fight back, and usually in a verbal argument with someone like Zhou Zexiu or Bai Shengxiu, he would definitely lose miserably.

"I don't think I will. I still yearn to be a couple for life like my parents." Wen Wuchu said.

Wen Wuchu stared at the glass of the studio, and his figure was reflected in it.The face is actually not bad, of course it has nothing to compare with Mr. Sanpon Rouzhi and Zhou Zexiu.Career, barely considered a small achievement.In comparison, Bai Shengxiu really outperformed him in both appearance and ability.

The point is that the other party is not from this world yet.Will he go back?So what is it to confess to me?If he doesn't go back, will he fall in love with someone else one day?Did he say he loves me because we got used to it for a long time?

Wen Wuchu suddenly felt a little lost.

Zhou Zexiu stared at Wen Wuchu, who was suddenly worried about gain and loss, for a while, coughed twice, and drew his attention back.

"If your value is to be a couple for life, then I think Bai Shengxiu's thoughts are quite consistent with yours." Zhou Zexiu said.

"Why mention him? What does it matter to him?" Manager Wen probably thought that the two of them had done a good job of keeping secrets.

Zhou Zexiu rolled his eyes silently in his heart, and decided not to expose his boss. "No, that's all I said."

The author has something to say: I feel a little sorry for Xiao Taodan, eh.

Be sure to write a sweet side story for him.However, according to the timeline, I found that the extra episode is estimated to write about the Chinese team winning the World Cup (funny face)