The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 102 The entertainment industry neuropathy

Chapter 6

Chen Wenyao turned around as he said, and unexpectedly saw the actor's car parked not far behind him, and he honked the horn at the right moment when he turned his head.

At this time, it would be a lie to say that there is no surprise.

Chen Wenyao trotted for a while, came to the car window, swallowed his saliva looking at the charming face of the film king: "Cheng...Brother Cheng?"

Cheng Wenming patted the passenger seat, his eyes signaled Chen Wenyao to sit on it.

Chen Wenyao opened the car door, and as soon as he sat in, he heard the actor ask in a low voice: "Didn't you go home? Why..." He didn't say the rest, but seeing Chen Wenyao's downcast appearance, he didn't say anything And metaphor.

Chen Wenyao pursed his lips when he heard the words, and he took a deep breath. Since the film king is willing to treat him as a friend, then it is embarrassing to be ashamed, "I was kicked out..."

"...Why?" Cheng Wenming was puzzled, he turned his head to look at Chen Wenyao questioningly, "What did you do?"

"I fell in love with someone I shouldn't like...my father doesn't agree..." Chen Wenyao didn't hide it, and looked back at the other person honestly, anyway, he had already told him yesterday.

Cheng Wenming: "..."

He turned his neck a little stiffly, stepped on the pedal, put in gear, and started the car, all in one go——

Chen Wenyao skillfully followed behind the actor, and once again stepped into the actor's private residence.

At this time, the clock was already pointing to seven o'clock in the evening, and Chen Wenyao hadn't sat down on the sofa for 5 minutes before his stomach started to growl untimely.

No way, he drank a full stomach of tea at noon, and didn't eat a few pieces of snacks to fill his stomach. In fact, he was already hungry for a round in the afternoon.

He looked at Cheng Wenming in embarrassment, and saw that the actor paused, then put down the juicer in his hand, and said helplessly, "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeaway."

Chen Wenyao saw that the actor picked up the ipad on the table, tapped it with his fingers nimbly, and then stretched the screen in front of Chen Wenyao. Chen Wenyao took a closer look, and there were all kinds of takeaways on the screen. It could be seen that the actor often This issue.

Chen Wenyao felt a little sorry for the film emperor. This man has worked so hard to earn so much money, but he can only eat those unhealthy things every day.

Thinking about it, he pushed away the ipad in front of him, stood up and said, "I don't want to eat these, so don't buy them either. Wait here for me."

Cheng Wenming was about to recommend some takeaways to Chen Wenyao that he usually thought were good, when he saw the other party push him to open the door and asked him to wait for him?

Then he left in a flash.

He was a little confused by Monk Zhang Er.

Rubbing his stomach, he didn't eat much at noon, but he was actually already hungry.

Chen Wenyao rushed to the nearby supermarket like a gust of wind, and bought some vegetables and meat as quickly as possible. After thinking about it, he bought some seasonings along the way, and took away pots and pans.

Looking at the actor's appearance, he doesn't know how to cook. No matter what, it's always right to buy more.

When Chen Wenyao entered the door with big bags and small bags, Cheng Wenming was really startled. He stood up quickly and took a crucian carp and two chickens from Chen Wenyao's hand. The fish fluttered in his hands.

Chen Wenyao was amused by the actor's expression, he filled the kitchen and refrigerator with the things in his hands like a gust of wind, and then rushed to rescue the actor who was so down-to-earth for the first time.

The actor watched him blankly as he put the fish into the pool, threw the chicken into a cardboard box and pressed it with something, and then ran to wash the vegetables, seeing the actor standing beside him, couldn't help throwing a handful of green vegetables To him: "If Brother Cheng is okay, help me wash this dish."

Cheng Wenming is not an ignorant person. Although he has never washed dishes, he still knows the general steps.

When Chen Wenyao took time out of his busy schedule to take care of the film king, he saw him bring a bowl from nowhere, standing by the sink and quietly washing the vegetables, and put one in the bowl after washing. It looks like a real thing, but... the dishes can be washed in 5 minutes, but it took him half an hour to wash them.

For some reason, seeing the silhouette of the film king washing vegetables, Chen Wenyao had a sense of tranquility. He smiled and shook his head, and with a "crash", he pushed the ribs that had been cut into the frying pan.

"Okay." The film king gently placed the bowl beside Chen Wenyao, his voice was warm and crisp, very pleasant to hear.

While fiddling with the contents of the pot, Chen Wenyao turned his head to look at him. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, he simply pointed to the refrigerator and said, "Brother Cheng, can you help me crack a few more eggs?"

Cheng Wenming seemed to find pleasure in helping, and walked towards the refrigerator without getting tired of hearing this.

Chen Wenyao tore open the package of ketchup, took a large spoonful of it and put it into the pot, thinking that the actor should be fine with this, but when he turned around, he saw the bowl in front of the actor A few white eggshells were exposed in his hand, and there was a dead broken egg lying on his hand. The pattering egg white fell down from his fingertips, and it seemed that the pair of custom-made leather shoes had been stained. But he didn't notice this at all, but frowned and looked at his hands, as if he couldn't understand why the eggs didn't break as he expected.

Chen Wenyao yelled "Oops", added some water to the pot, grabbed the napkin next to him and rushed up, at least to wipe off the egg whites on the leather shoes, then took the actor's hand, stretched it under the faucet, After rinsing it clean, seeing that he was still frowning, Chen Wenyao grabbed an egg and shook it in front of him, "Brother Cheng, it's actually very simple to beat an egg, you see—" He said and gently slapped the egg on the bowl Knock, when the egg cracks a crack, take it with your left hand, clasp your thumb at the crack, break it with your hands, the egg will be split into two, and the egg white will slide into the bowl along the egg shell along with the egg yolk.

Chen Wenyao picked out the eggshells from the bowl with chopsticks, and then demonstrated it again. The actor took the egg, followed Chen Wenyao's example, and tapped it lightly on the bowl, watching the egg white wrapped in the yolk smoothly fall into the bowl , The frown was finally loosened, and a smile appeared.

Chen Wenyao stuffed the chopsticks in his hand into the actor's hand, told him to stir the eggs slowly, then quickly went back to untie the pot, put some seasonings in, and moved to the sink, and scraped the fish scales with a kitchen knife...

Facts have proved that apart from being unable to crack eggs, the actor is very reliable in everything else.

Oh no, he is also very reliable in cracking eggs now.

When plates of fragrant and fragrant dishes were placed on the mahogany table in the living room, the stomachs of the two people who had been busy for a long time both cried out in unison.

They smiled at each other and sat down. Braised fish in brown sauce, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried vegetables, egg and seaweed soup, and two bowls of delicious white rice. These are ordinary home-cooked dishes, but they are scattered at this time. A charming taste.

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