Choose me for a contract marriage, I'm super sweet [Entertainment]

Du Sheng asked him on the phone: "Well, you can think about it, the main reason is that Director Wang has high requirements and is obsessed with this house, so he put forward this condition.

"It's better." Wen Nuobai simply refused.

Du Sheng paused there, as if he couldn't understand: "I didn't tell you to agree now, you can think about it first."

Wen Nuobai gestured to Xia Qi, walked to the corner, and took a deep breath: "Don't think about it."

Although he made a request to Mr. Yu, there is a high probability that he will be satisfied.

But in exchange for resources, he really can't do it. It's one thing for Mr. Yu to see that the agreement treats him well, but it's another thing for him to push forward.

"Tch," Du Sheng mocked lightly, "It's fine if you don't want to."

"I still have to tell you that asking for a house has nothing to do with unspoken rules. Director Wang just has the pursuit of film art."

Anyway, Du Sheng didn't understand this little trainee, so he didn't want to use the great resources.

Du Sheng couldn't help persuading him again: "You can just open your mouth. Really, this has nothing to do with unspoken rules. Wang Ping has been working on this movie for three years, and something happened to his family. Yes, I said you too, "

Listening to Du Sheng's words, Wen Nuobai touched his pocket. He quit carbohydrates and sugar some time ago, but he didn't bring the orange candy that he always put in his pocket.

After taking a few quick breaths, Wen Nuobai said, "What role does Director Wang want me to audition for?"

Du Sheng said, "Male lead."

"But you have to audition, and I'll give you an accurate word. There are three people competing with you. I'm not sure it's you. But if you can talk about the house for sure, I'm sure I can give you a male second."

"Oh."

Du Sheng was anxious: "Is it okay?"

Wen Nuobai leaned against the window, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry: "I can go and ask, but I don't need the male lead, as long as I have an audition opportunity."

Du Sheng didn't understand: "What do you mean? You can ask Yu Han to rent the house, but don't want the second male role."

"Well, didn't Director Wang want me to audition for the male lead?"

Du Sheng was in a complicated mood. This little trainee didn't play cards according to common sense.

He opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and closed his mouth again.

Wen Nuobai looked at the mist outside the window: "But I'm not sure that Mr. Yu will agree, and I ask Director Wang not to have too much hope, and Mr. Yu is willing to rent, so Director Wang should thank Mr. Yu."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Nuobai covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, took a few quick breaths, waited for his breathing to calm down, then wiped his hands with a tissue and walked back to his seat.

Xia Qi didn't ask him about the content of the phone call, but only asked him about other topics: "Do you still have time to play games recently? The school club organizes online activities, and each club sends people to play games, and new positions are determined according to the ranking of the game. The people from the Literature Club begged me to come to your rescue."

Wen Nuobai was speechless: "It's been more than a year since I graduated."

Xia Qi said: "It's entertainment in nature. You know the situation of the literature club. There are not many games that are good. Many of our old seniors have agreed, and it can be regarded as an online gathering."

Wen Nuobai hesitated for a moment: "Let me check the time."

Xia Qi helped him just now, and it was hard for him to refuse straight away.

When the meal was almost finished, the professor of psychology arrived.

A few people changed to a tea room to chat, and they mainly asked Wen Nuobai, and the professor was also very straightforward, seeing that he was urgent, he even took him to his private psychological counseling room.

A room with a high floor, beige velvet blanket, light-colored wooden furniture, a large bookcase on the side, and a huge wall clock on the wall.

There was an hourglass and many measuring tables on the table.

"This consulting room hasn't been fully finished yet, you can take a look and feel it."

As Wen Nuobai approached the room, he just suddenly realized that professor of psychology is more than just a noun, just like professor of literature and professor of finance, it represents the grasp of knowledge in a professional field.

Turning around, Wen Nuobai said, "I understand, thank you."

"It's good if I can help you. You are also from our school, right? You study literature?"

Wen Nuobai just opened the door: "Senior told you?"

The professor held the doorknob and walked out the door: "I guess, you looked at the bookcase as soon as you came in, and then glanced at the books. It seems that you are very concerned about physical books."

"Besides, you have a bit of a scholarly temperament, and you are not good at hiding yourself too much."

Wen Nuobai nodded blankly.

So sharp... He seems to have realized something again.

The professor had something else to do, so he left first, and Wen Nuobai was going to take the subway back.

Xia Qi said, "I'll see you off."

"I remember that your company's dormitory is far away from the west of the city. How much time should you waste going back like this?"

Actually not, Mr. Yu's villa where Wen Nuobai lives now is not far away.

but……

Wen Nuobai didn't think of a reason for rejecting Xia Qi for a while, and he really needed to go back to the dormitory.

"Then trouble the senior."

It was already nine o'clock in the evening after taking a shower in the company dormitory and laying down on the bed.

As soon as I turned on the phone, I saw several missed calls.

Two belonged to Mr. Yu, and the rest belonged to Manager Li.

Wen Nuobai ignored Manager Li, checked WeChat first, but didn't see the message from Mr. Yu.

Last missed call, just 5 minutes ago.

Is there something urgent?

Wen Nuobai called: "Mr. Yu?"

Yu Han asked back: "Mr. Yu?"

Wen Nuobai immediately realized that he had made a mistake, and quickly changed his words: "Brother."

He didn't speak proficiently, and then drew a long tone.

Yu Han paused: "Where are you?"

Wen Nuobai: "In the company dormitory."

Yu Han asked him: "Why don't you live here, do you want to practice dancing today?"

For some reason, Wen Nuobai was inexplicably guilty: "No, I had dinner with someone, and it was late. I thought I would practice dancing tomorrow, so I went back to the company dormitory."

Yu Han said "um", and after a while, he said, "I'll pick you up."

Wen Nuobai opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but Mr. Yu didn't seem to want him to refuse.

Almost half an hour later, Yu Han's voice came over.

Two short words: "Come down."

Wen Nuobai hurriedly put on a T-shirt and down jacket, put on his shoes and ran down.

The winter in Nancheng this year is really cold. He only walked for a while, and the tip of his nose and hands were freezing cold.

Yu Han was sitting in the driver's seat, Wen Nuobai didn't want to get into trouble at first, but wanted to sit in the back seat, seeing Yu Han glance at him, he sat in the co-pilot's seat properly.

A cup of hot milk was handed over: "Fat-free."

Wen Nuobai quickly took it in his hands and warmed them.

I took a sip, um, it was delicious.

Yu Han said while starting the car: "Someone from my family will come over in a few days, we have to deal with it."

Wen Nuobai squeezed the milk, and when she heard this, she immediately understood: "Sorry."

He couldn't help but feel guilty, knowing that the two of them are newlyweds with Mr. Yu's family, and they still do it.

"It's okay, I didn't tell you clearly before."

Yu Han's car was driving very fast, dangling on the edge of the forbidden line.

Wen Nuobai bit the straw a few times.

It seemed that Mr. Yu was angry, Wen Nuobai thought of a way to make it up, and glanced at Yu Han quietly, the watch on his wrist seemed to be changed.

Wen Nuobai blinked: "Brother, have you changed your watch?"

"Well, do you want it? I'll ask Assistant Xu to buy one for you."

"No," Wen Nuobai immediately refused: "This watch looks expensive, only my brother can wear it."

Yu Han reacted for a while before realizing that Wen Nuobai was praising him around the corner.

He found that Wen Nuobai looked gentle and distant from a distance, but from a closer look, he seemed to be wrapped in milk syrup.

Yu Han parked the car in the garage.

As soon as he entered the room, the white cat jumped into Wen Nuobai's arms at a high speed, meowing loudly.

It's like insulting a heartless person.

Wen Nuobai: ...

He really knew he was wrong, and now Mr. Yu hasn't coaxed him well, so please don't make trouble.

Wen Nuobai hugged the cat and followed Yu Han step by step: "Brother, have you had dinner yet?"

"not yet."

Wen Nuobai cautiously said, "Then shall I serve brother a bowl of noodles?"

Yu Han unbuttoned his shirt, glanced at him, and parted his thin lips lightly: "No chopped green onion, no soy sauce, less salt, egg and vegetables in clear soup."

"Okay."

Ask a lot.

Wen Nuobai put down the cat and went to the kitchen, the cat ran behind his feet.

So at the next meeting, Wen Nuobai boiled some unsalted noodles for the cat with hot water first.

Let the cat play by itself, and then he started making noodles for Mr. Yu.

Wait... don't what?

"No green onion, no soy sauce, less salt, eggs and vegetables."

Mr. Yu leaned against the kitchen door and said something leisurely.

Holding the spatula, Wen Nuobai couldn't help hinting: "Brother, I don't cook as well as you do."

Yu Han didn't move at all: "I can only cook Western style, pasta or fried steak."

"Oh."

Wen Nuobai expected that Mr. Yu would not do anything, so he just asked that question and turned back to continue.

But Yu Han stepped forward: "Do you drink overheated fruit soup?"

Wen Nuobai took a handful of noodles and put them on the pot: "No."

Yu Han rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, picked up the fruit next to him and started to process: "There is a small pot in the cabinet next to you, take it out and put water on it."

Ten minutes later, a bowl of fine noodles in clear soup with a soft white egg lay in front of Yu Han.

Wen Nuobai got a cup of fruit soup with a nice color.

Yu Han started to eat noodles, and Wen Nuobai realized that Mr. Yu's appetite was quite large this time.

He was afraid that Mr. Yu would not be full, so he put some more noodles on purpose, filling a large bowl.

Now after a few bites, half of the bowl of noodles is gone, and the gentle eating appearance does not show how fast the noodles are eaten.

If Wen Nuobai didn't know his level very well, he would almost think that he had cooked something delicious.

Compared to Yu Han's delicious food, he can be regarded as ordinary at best.

Wen Nuobai took a sip of the fruit soup, he didn't notice what Yu Han put in, but it was quite delicious, sweet and sour.

It is very comfortable to drink hot.

After eating, Yu Han naturally cleaned up the dishes and went to wash the dishes.

Wen Nuobai: "No."

Wen Nuobai hugged the cat and remembered: "Brother, Director Wang said he wanted to rent a house from you."

As Wen Nuobai spoke, he picked up a handful of withered yellow leaves from a pot of flowers on the kitchen counter.

Seeing him ruining the flowers, Yu Han raised his eyebrows: "Which house?"

"No. [-] Huajing Road," Wen Nuobai added, "I just want to ask Director Wang, whether you want to rent it or not is up to you, and you don't need to consider me when you pay the rent."

The more Wen Nuobai added, the more he felt that he was narcissistic, as if Yu Han would definitely rent in his face.

Yu Han wiped his wet hands with a towel, and asked him, "Ask for him, did he promise you any favors?"

Wen Nuobai hesitated: "Originally, I had it, but I refused. The house belongs to my brother, so even if I want to get the benefits, it should be,"

"stupid."

His slender and strong fingers flicked Wen Nuobai's forehead.

Yu Han sneered slightly: "Is Du Sheng looking for you? You can ignore him from now on and let him talk to me directly."

Wen Nuobai covered his forehead, he didn't know, so he said yes.

Anyway, he asked, whether to rent or not is Yu Han's business.

When Yu Han was about to walk out of the kitchen door, he stopped suddenly, and Wen Nuobai bumped into him without noticing.

so hard.

Yu Han turned back and said, "I can rent this house to him."

"But do you know one thing?"

Wen Nuobai: "Huh?"

Yu Han looked down at him, with unclear meaning: "This house is just behind the villa where I live, very close."

"This means that if you act in this play, I can see your shooting scenes at any time on the second floor."

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