Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

The day before New Year's Eve, the dinner at Candle Tea Studio was held as scheduled.

Except for a few families who left early to catch the Spring Festival travel, the rest of the people are used to being busy until the last day of the Lunar New Year, returning home one after another after attending the dinner party.

Dinner parties are a traditional project of the studio. On this day, they don’t eat out or order takeaways. A group of people crowded together in the small villa that Candle Tea is open to the public once a year, surrounded by marble countertops in the spacious open kitchen. , each show their skills to prepare dinner.

This is the most anticipated day after a year of hard work. In the eyes of everyone in the studio, this meal is their New Year's Eve.

Jiang Xingpan brought a few catties of prawns from home, occupied the pool, picked up the scissors and began to delineate the prawns.

As an excellent manager who has been a part-time life assistant for many years, his culinary skills are also quite high. Qin Huai, one of the onlookers, was so dumbfounded that he almost spilled the ice cream secretly in his mouth.

"Braised, steamed, braised, tomato, garlic...boss, which flavor do you want?" Jiang Xingpan leaned forward and shouted at Candle Tea who was recuperating on the sofa.

Zhu Ming looked back at him: "Then make a copy for each."

Jiang Xingpan: "..." He shouldn't have asked someone who wasn't in charge!

Ye Xintao and Yin Ning stood aside to help peel the onion and garlic. After peeling for a while, Yin Ning's tears flowed down her cheeks.

She turned around and took out a piece of paper, wiped away her tears gracefully, and muttered, "Mr. Zhu's ten fingers are not in the sun, I thought it was going to a high-end restaurant for dinner, but I didn't expect to let everyone Let's cook."

Ye Xintao brought the cut side dishes to the chef, and a sister from the studio's publicity department came back and said, "Maybe it's because the money was paid well. Mr. Zhu is known as a copyright rich man. The red envelopes for the Spring Festival must be very big, Brother Jiang ?”

Jiang Xingpan was at war between heaven and man, and wondered if it would be more convenient to make different flavors of dipping sauce than to make a portion of each flavor. He was still hesitating, but when Ye Xintao called him, the scissors in his hand couldn't help shaking shook.

He picked out the shrimp thread with a hook, turned his wrist, and said, "Indeed, this is the way it is now, and I can do whatever I want when the money is in place. But, for this meal, there is no one in this room full of food." It’s for the money.”

After living together for many years, Candle Tea's kinship seems to be very weak, almost never mentioning relatives, and family reunions on holidays rarely show excitement and excitement.

It's like... the people who enjoy this meal with him every year are his relatives.

Jiang Xingpan went to the cupboard to search for seasonings for marinated shrimp, turned his head and saw Zhuming sitting on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, staring at the living room and the kitchen and dining room like a teenager, with a soft light in his eyes, he couldn't help but follow him to smile you.

Their bosses are full of thorns, and they always live with misunderstandings and prejudices from the outside world.The endless tenderness is hidden too deep, but if anyone can see a little bit of it, they will give up on him.

Seeing that the kitchen has been taken over by chefs of various cuisines, Yu Keai walked to the living room with the wine in her arms, said hello to Candle Tea, rolled up her sleeves and resumed her old job as a bartender.Qin Huai was attracted by her natural and unrestrained movements, and ran over erratically, the ice cream box he was holding blatantly fell into Zhu Ming's eyes.

"Ninth brother! Is it delicious! Can I have a taste?" Qin Huai's loud voice made Yu Kei's eardrums tremble.

"It's only been a few days to get so close, even brother nine?" Zhu Ming asked curiously, "What kind of wine does the 16-year-old kid drink? Let's talk about it in two years."

Qin Huai pouted: "If you don't drink alcohol, you can always eat ice cream, right?"

Candle Tea raised her eyebrows: "Okay, how much did you eat today, remember to go to the gym for a run and check in tomorrow."

Qin Huai was silent.She looked at Zhuming intently, thinking, this is probably why this man has such a good figure.

I have been busy for about two hours. Cold dishes, hot dishes, and hot soups have been prepared one after another. The dining room and living room are filled with two large tables. Everyone is crowded shoulder to shoulder, smiling all over their faces.

Candle Tea toasted to host the "New Year's Eve Dinner", and after simply and succinctly praised the performance of various departments this year, they began to distribute bonuses.

The newly joined girl group girls sat together, watching the awards ceremony of Candle Tea in shock.

Each employee has a unique award, and the certificate is stuck on the front of the red envelope——

The "Best Image Retouching AI Award of the Year" was awarded to the late master of the publicity department.

The "Most Talking Award of the Year" was awarded to the negotiating experts of the project department and the public relations department.

The "Annual Award for Devotion to the Professional Field" was awarded to Ms. Kou Kou, who has been delayed for countless vacations.

……

And the "Annual Hardworking and Wear-resistant Award with the Most Nonsense" was awarded to Jiang Xingpan.

Regarding this, Jiang Xingpan himself said: "If I talk too much, it's not up to you?"

Zhu Ming smiled slightly: "Then why don't you ask Dad to come and listen?"

After being devastated by takeaway food, as long as the food is cooked by yourself, no matter how good the chef is, it will be extra delicious and sweet.The wine and food are full, the cups and plates are messed up, and the face is full of happiness.

Seeing that everyone was eating so energetically, Candle Tea clapped her hands and stood up: "Let me tell you about the arrangements for this year. The [-]th anniversary tour is the most important thing for me, so except for the guest movie at the end of the year, I have no filming tasks for the time being. In the middle of the year The album to be released is almost ready, so just go according to the previous plan. Well, yes, the focus of this year is the debut of the girls, starting from the recording of the program in March, the focus of work must be clear."

Qin Huai bit off the chicken leg, spat out the bones, and whispered in Yu Kei's ear, "I always have the illusion that I am being raised by Mr. Zhu as his daughter."

Yu Keai glanced at her: "Will you be treated like this in Xingchen? It's better to take off Lin Yao's fans and throw yourself into the arms of the candlelight army."

Zhu Ming glanced at the two bickering girls, and then said: "The talents in our project department have already drawn up a group name, and I will take this opportunity to announce it."

The person in charge of the project department raised his glass and interjected: "We even designed the support sticks and banners, just waiting for you to have fans."

Qin Huai: "...you seem to have done everything about other people's fans?"

The person in charge nodded proudly: "Boss Zhu told me that we girls have to have the noodles that other groups have!"

Zhu Ming went to the living room to get the tablet, found the group name with the logo design, clicked on the picture, and flashed it in front of the girl.

Never-Land girl group, the five different colors are harmoniously spelled out to form the entire group name.

"Nevernd, never land?" Yin Ning read, "Where Peter Pan lives."

In the dream world of Peter Pan, people who never grow up, childhood that is immortal and dreams that are always far away from the world.

Yu Keai took a sip of her wine and frowned: "You can also say that, nevernd, never land, never land."

Always flying to a higher and farther place, how much hope did he place on them?

The unveiling ceremony of the NL girl group officially ended. Candle tea greeted everyone to eat and drink, while holding a glass of wine, she retreated from the dining table alone, nestling in the sofa in the living room thinking.

Jiang Xingpan looked back worriedly, caught a glimpse of the blush on Zhuming's cheeks, and said badly to himself.

He asked loudly: "Mr. Zhu, how much wine have you drank?!"

Candle Tea didn't reply to him, and leaned against the pillow alone, lost in thought, but Yu Kei thought about it and said, "Didn't drink much, did you? I made a cup to satisfy his hunger, but he didn't even finish it."

Ye Xintao tilted her head and glanced, and asked, "What's the matter? Is Zhu Zong not drinking well?"

Jiang Xingpan held his forehead and sighed: "It's not a question of whether he can drink well or not, he may get caught if he drinks more or less."

"What will happen up there?"

"...will frantically call people until someone is willing to talk to him on the phone."

In Jiang Xingpan's first year as Candle Tea's manager, he was tortured by his habit of drinking counterfeit wine and almost wanted to resign.

Candle Tea after drinking wine is a completely different person, but his voice can never be heard drunk, very serious.

And every time he called Jiang Xingpan, he would chat with him about work, in the middle of the night, sometimes until two or three o'clock in the morning, but the key was that he still couldn't remember what he had said after waking up.

In order to protect the artist's image and other people's sleep, Jiang Xingpan would turn on the mute every time he received a call from Candle Tea after drinking, put the phone aside and wait for him to finish beeping and hang up.

"Isn't it?" Yu Kei said suspiciously, "He didn't do this the last time he drank in Chengdu? Oh, he forgot to bring his mobile phone after drinking last time, and the mobile phone can't make calls with me."

"If there is someone chatting with him next to him, he won't call. If he goes home after drinking..." Jiang Xingpan shook his head tiredly, "It's a good thing he is the first person to call every time. It would be crazy to change someone else..."

Qin Huai bit his chopsticks and looked at Zhuming: "I said, don't you need to confiscate Mr. Zhu's mobile phone?"

Everyone followed her gaze. Zhu Ming stretched out her long arms and took her mobile phone from the coffee table. She stared straight at the screen and slid her thumb up and down.

Jiang Xingpan took a sip of his stewed prawns, and waved his hand: "Call me for sure, everyone will pretend not to hear it later."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Xintao and Yin Ning turned their heads together, and they pointed in the direction of the living room: "Are you sure?"

In the living room, Zhu Ming stood up from the sofa, staggered slightly, put the mobile phone to her ear, and smiled faintly with a drunken corner of her mouth.

Jiang Xingpan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and prepared to answer the call.

However, the screen didn't light up as expected.

"Hey, Teacher Lin? Did you miss me?"

Everyone:? ? ? ? ? ?

The author has something to say: ====================

I'm a little busy today, and my mentality almost collapsed when I encountered something, sorry for the late update

The Spring Festival continues to be with everyone, don’t leave me QUQ