Cannon Fodder Dedicated to Death[Transmigration Book]

That night, a colleague from "Xianxing.com" called Chen Zhou and said that he would record a video about the star system.Chen Zhou told the other party that he was on a business trip in Shanghai and couldn't go back for a short time, and his colleagues in the program team could record for him.

Colleagues felt very sorry that Chen Zhou couldn't record the program himself, which would definitely affect the effect of the program, but if Chen Zhou returned from a business trip, the topic would pass away again, and the effect would also be greatly reduced.So after discussion, everyone decided to have another colleague in the group record it.

Chen Zhou, who made this suggestion, actually had this idea long ago. Due to work reasons, he can only record one program a week, but many times there will be breaking news, and the program group wants to do it but he can’t record it. It's his job, and he can't afford to lose everything.

It's not that he didn't mention letting other people come to replace his job temporarily. The program team thought it was his brand, and the effect of the replacement might be discounted, so he never agreed.

Today's news cannot be skipped no matter what, so everyone finally made up their minds to change the recording.

Chen Zhou hung up the phone, picked up a knife and fork to cut the steak.He was eating western food with Wen Zheng at a western restaurant on the Bund, and it was Chen Zhou who offered to invite Wen Zheng to eat, because his complexion was not very good all afternoon.

As soon as the star system was released, it meant that the gap between Zhengrong and Xingji was completely widened.If it was barely competing with Xingji in the past, now it is a level away from Xingji. If you want to catch up with it, unless the cloud mobile phone is developed and released earlier, you will not be qualified to be on an equal footing with Xingji up.

Chen Zhou offered to invite him to dinner, of course Wen Zheng would not refuse, the place was chosen by Chen Zhou, he checked the guide and made a reservation in advance.Chen Zhou didn't often eat western food, and when he cut the meat, the knife made a sharp sound on the plate.

Wen Zheng, who was on the opposite side, brought over his plate, and put the cut ones in front of him: "Is it the colleagues who made the video?"

Chen Zhou picked up a small piece of beef with a fork and put it into his mouth, squinting his eyes contentedly: "Well, it was said to be a video of the star system. I asked them to record it themselves."

Wen Zheng said: "Very good, they can also record for you in the future, so you don't have to record programs every weekend, and there is no rest time."

Chen Zhou smiled: "It's a bit tiring, but it's worth it. It's worth raising a soldier for a thousand days."

"Blame me, if I didn't move that thought back then, you wouldn't have to work so hard."

"How can I blame you, I did it because I like it." Chen Zhou said with a smile.

After dinner, the two strolled around the Bund, watched the night scene before returning to the hotel.When entering the elevator, Chen Zhou said, "I can't go to my place tonight. I'm surrounded by colleagues. It's very embarrassing to meet."

Wen Zheng said, "Then go to my place."

Chen Zhou turned his head to stare at him, and said in a low voice, "Don't push yourself too hard!"

When he reached Chen Zhou's floor, Wen Zheng stopped him from getting off. He waited for the elevator door to close again and went upstairs before pulling him out.Chen Zhou couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you like this!"

"If you don't go to my place, I'll go to your room." Wen Zheng was playing tricks.

Chen Zhou said: "Then let me go back and get a change of clothes."

"Wear mine."

Chen Zhou: "..." You can't wear all his underwear.

As it turns out, it really is.

After Chen Zhou took a shower, he put on a T-shirt and underpants, all of which belonged to Wen Zheng. Of course, the underpants were new and brought from home.No pants, bare two long and straight legs, shaking Wen Zheng almost to the point of nosebleeds, he can play with these legs for the rest of his life.

Chen Zhou said, "What shall we do tomorrow morning? You can't go out in dirty clothes."

Wen Zheng said: "I'll ask the waiter to come and wash it later. There will be clean ones tomorrow morning."

"Okay." He planned to put on clean clothes tomorrow morning and go down to change another set, otherwise he would not change his clothes for two days and let his colleagues see what they thought.

As soon as Chen Zhou went to bed, he received a call from a colleague of "Xianxingwang", saying that he had already written the copy, and wanted to send it over to him for review to see if there was any problem.Colleagues obviously recognized Chen Zhou's professionalism.Chen Zhou agreed, took the tablet over to receive the copywriting, and leaned against the bedside to work.

Wen Zheng originally thought that he could take this opportunity to make out with him, but unexpectedly, he started to work in a serious manner. After reading it for a while, he modified it, and found that the tablet was not working, so he changed the computer. The bed was inconvenient, so he switched to the desk again. .

Wen Zheng gritted his teeth when he saw it: "Don't be so serious, it belongs to the Tang family anyway."

Chen Zhou turned around and said, "It doesn't matter whose company it is. Our program team must be more rigorous, so that the audience will feel that we are professional and have credibility."

Wen Zheng rolled his eyes, lay on his back on the bed, and waited for Chen Zhou to finish his work.

He was busy until almost twelve o'clock, and Chen Zhou was still busy.Wen Zheng couldn't help urging: "Are you ready?"

"Wait a minute, it's almost ready." Chen Zhou said.

Wen Zheng checked his watch. It was twelve o'clock in three minutes. He opened the bedside table and took out a blue box from it.Walking behind Chen Zhou: "How long will it take, can you stop for a while?"

Chen Zhou didn't raise his head: "It's going to be a while, you go to bed first. My colleagues are still waiting for me to correct the draft and send it over, and they still have to record the show overnight."

Wen Zheng frowned: "Recording the show at such a late hour, don't die!"

"I can't help it. People in the media are all in a race against time. Our channel is pretty good, and there are not many breaking news. It can't be compared with the current affairs channel." Chen Zhou said without turning his head.

Wen Zheng looked at the watch on his wrist, and suddenly grabbed Chen Zhou's typing hand from behind. Chen Zhou was about to tell him not to make trouble, but Wen Zheng whispered in his ear: "Zhou Zhou, happy birthday!"

Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Thank you!" He had always been concerned that no one would know his birthday, so he told Wen Zheng about it, but he had forgotten it in a hurry, and he still remembered it in his heart.

Wen Zheng lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and then opened the box in his hand. Inside were two rings, simple platinum rings, without any ornamentation, just two round and clean rings, and he took out one of the slightly smaller rings. On Chen Zhou's left middle finger: "Birthday gift."

Looking at the ring on his hand, Chen Zhou was inexplicably moved: "Thank you!" The simple ring symbolized that their relationship was as simple and complete as a ring.

Wen Zheng put another one in his palm, and stretched out his hand.Chen Zhou helped him put the ring on as well.

Wen Zheng grabbed his hand with the ring on it, put it to his lips and kissed it: "From now on, it will be mine, don't take it off."

Chen Zhou said with some embarrassment: "Our rings look like a pair, isn't that the same as announcing our relationship to everyone?"

"We don't take the initiative to announce it publicly, but we are free to guess what others want." Wen Zheng said, "In the future, when others see your ring, they will know that you are famous. The same is true for me."

Chen Zhou thought for a while: "Okay."

Wen Zheng couldn't help kissing him, but Chen Zhou said helplessly, "Wait a minute, I haven't finished finishing a little bit, it will be fine soon."

Wen Zheng let go of Chen Zhou full of displeasure, this damn Tang Yang, it's not good when to hold a press conference, but he had to rush to hold it today, to disturb my good business.

After Chen Zhou finished his work and sent the documents, it was already 10 minutes later.

Wen Zheng had already gone to bed and lay down, his face full of displeasure.Chen Zhou went to the toilet and climbed into bed: "I'm fine."

Wen Zheng turned his face away: "Hmph! There is no end to being busy. Work is more important than me."

Chen Zhou posted it, kissed him on the face, and said with a smile: "Of course work is not as important as you, but others are still waiting for the manuscript to work overtime. We can sleep right away. The nights are still long, right?"

When Wen Zheng heard this, he hugged Chen Zhou and pressed him under him. Indeed, the night is still long.