After dressing as the partner of a disabled boss

The next day, when I woke up, I was bombarded with phone calls from Zhou Chen.

He glanced at the empty bed beside him before answering the phone.

"Hey, little pillow, are you up?"

Wen Zhen said helplessly: "I didn't get up, how can I answer your call?"

Zhou Chen snorted: "Why did you post on Weibo without asking me? And the content is still like this..."

"Isn't it true?" Wen Zhen asked calmly.

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhou Chen on the other end of the phone scratched his head anxiously, "But your passerby has already collapsed. If you do this, they will tear you to pieces."

Torn into strips?

Wen Zhen gestured in his heart, and said solemnly: "It may be a little difficult to tear me into strips."

After seeing the figure loitering outside the room, he said again: "Thank you for taking care of it, I still have something to do, so I'll get to work first." Then he hung up the phone.

Wen Zhen straightened her clothes, opened the door and said, "Morning."

In the courtyard, the sun shone through the leaves on Sheng Zhen's smiling face, making him extraordinarily elegant.

"Good morning."

"I'll help you in the store today, and I'll go back to the dormitory this afternoon to pack up and move here, is that okay?"

Sheng Zhen paused for a moment when he tapped on the armrest, but after a moment, he responded with a calm smile, "Okay."

"Is the store open now?"

"Come on, you can have breakfast first, I'm ready."

Wen Zhen yawned, and turned around to close the door. He made a big move, but the white T-shirt on his body was relatively short, revealing a white waist in front of Sheng Zhen.

The person in front of him closed the dilapidated door for the first time, with an awkward posture and no skill.

Sheng Zhen only took one look, then looked away.

He thought casually, the waist of the little fake marriage partner is quite white.

After the two finished their meal.

Wenzhen helped Sheng Zhen open the store.

But for an hour, no one came.

In the extremely deserted shop, Sheng Zhen sat on a chair with a cup of hot tea in his hand, flipping through a book.

It is a warm pillow to read patriarchal clan secret books all the year round, but looking at the textbooks of all grades in front of me just feels like chewing wax.

After he took out his phone and clicked on Weibo, he found that the hot searches about him on the interface had fallen to the bottom, but the comment area was still full of abuse.

Looking at Wen Zhen, he suddenly remembered the scene that belonged to him before his rebirth.

At that time, he was a venerable respected by everyone. Everyone respected him and respected him. No one dared to contradict him rashly.But now, like a street mouse that everyone punishes, he is condemned by everyone with one voice.

Anxiety instantly filled his heart.

The breeze engulfed Xia Yi and blew the cheeks of this warm pillow. He thought about it again, the way is different, since he can't practice the way, then he can cultivate himself, and it is actually quite interesting to experience the various life styles of the people in the play through acting.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhen had an idea in his heart.

"You sell fake books, and you dare to bid such a high price. Come and judge, do you think this bookstore is black or not?" A thick-backed man stood up in front of the store and shouted loudly. Full of banter.

"Fake books? You made a mistake. All the books in my store are genuine books." Sheng Zhen responded with a smile.

"Fart, not only does this book not have a genuine logo, but there are several pages in the middle that are blank." The man raised the book in his hand, flipped out the blank pages in the middle, and presented it in front of everyone , "If you apologize to me first, I will let you go today, but with your attitude, I really made trouble here today!"

After finishing speaking, the man rushed to the front desk, raised Sheng Zhen's collar, and said sullenly, "You're a big man, what's the point of cheating a child out of money?"

Seeing this, Wen Zhen took three steps to do two steps, directly pulled the man's hand away, and said with a cold face: "A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands. If you have something to say, say it well."

The man obviously didn't expect that the thin man in front of him had such great strength.

He shook his numb hand, puffed up his eyes, and said ferociously: "Bah! Gentleman, what kind of gentleman are you? At most, you are a black merchant selling fake books!"

Wen Zhen didn't say a word, and let him breathe out the fragrance.

Sheng Zhen, who was beside him, adjusted his glasses, and after getting rid of the darkness in his eyes, he said with a smile: "I have explained it very clearly. If you still have doubts, you can ask your child to take a look. What is going on?" Did you buy it from me?"

"Just call, I'm still afraid that you, a fake book seller, won't succeed?" The man greeted back, and soon, a little boy came over hesitantly.

"Xiao Liang, tell Dad, did you buy the book here?" the man asked loudly.

Sheng Zhen tapped the table with his right index finger, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Is this uncle?"

Under the eyes of everyone, the child hugging the man's thigh hesitated and whispered, "Dad, I... bought it here."

As soon as the man heard this, the fire that had just been lowered instantly ignited, and he asked fiercely: "My son never lies, he said that the ones he bought here must be from you."

Hearing this, the people watching the theater around Zhou nodded and discussed.

"Yes, yes, children of this age generally don't tell lies."

"Yes, children have the purest hearts. And the more unsound people these days, the more they like to cheat."

"I also feel that I just heard about the one in the West End a few days ago..."

Wen Zhen listened, suddenly felt a little harsh.

The man's anger grew stronger as everyone gathered firewood, but Sheng Zhen ignored it.

He took out the candy from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper, swallowed it, and said with a smile: "Only a good boy will have candy. Are you sure it's uncle?"

"He//Damn." The man glared, "What do you mean? Do you think my son is lying?"

Sheng Zhen chewed the candy and didn't answer.

Seeing this, the man couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the book in his hand at the two of them.

The man was fat all over, so his strength was naturally not small.

The book was thrown at the two of them quickly, but Wen Zhen caught the book accurately and pressed it vigorously on the table while everyone was inhaling.

The atmosphere was tense, and the next second, the little boy cried out.

"Dad, no...here" he cried out of breath, "I bought it at the bookstore on West Street."

The man was shocked: "What did you say?"

Sheng Zhen's expression remained unchanged, and a dark color flashed in his eyes hidden behind the glasses.

"I took the money... and secretly bought snacks." The little boy rubbed his eyes and choked up, "I didn't have enough money, so I went to West Street to buy a book... a cheaper one."

"Ah, this kid..."

"That's the problem with education. Well, apologies to the bookstore owner."

"Yes, please apologize to the child's father."

In an instant, everyone's attitudes reversed.

The man blushed. He stared at the child for a few seconds, then lowered his head and said to Sheng Zhen, "I was too impulsive just now. I'm sorry, and I hope you can forgive me. They are all parents, and when I heard this, I didn't think too much about it, so I rushed here."

This person... looked at him warmly, he hesitated to speak.

"It's okay." Sheng Zhen said with a smile, "I will visit you often next time."

"Definitely." The man pushed the little boy, "Xiao Liang, you have to apologize to uncle."

The little boy's eyes were red, and he said softly, "I'm sorry, uncle."

Seeing this, the man quickly smoothed things over: "Look, let's make things trivial, okay?"

"Okay." Sheng Zhen handed the candy in his pocket to the child, and said meaningfully, "Only children who tell the truth can get candies."

After speaking, he glanced at Wen Zhen casually.

Hot searches in the region.

#warm pillow&A city east district mass gathering event. #

What happened in the bookstore was filmed and posted on the Internet. The person who posted the video obviously recognized Wen Zhen, and only made a mosaic for Sheng Zhen and other people.

——Damn, in this video, why is the action of picking up the book so handsome?Who will prove that I am not blind?

--You are not alone!Damn it! !In this video, I actually feel that the warm pillow is so heart-warming!

——One thing to say, there is nothing wrong with what he said and what he did in the video, and is he without makeup?Why didn't I realize that there is such a tyrant in the entertainment industry before? ?

——Sisters upstairs, you won’t like it even if you find out, just warm your pillow and the black material can be arranged from the west to the east when the sun sets.

Sitting behind the nanny's car, Wen Zhen, who was about to go back to the dormitory to get something, looked at the comments from netizens and thought, obviously there is not so much black material, at most it is just in the middle.

"Xiaozhen, is that friend of yours the bookstore owner in the video?" Zhou Chen asked while taking advantage of the gap between the traffic lights.

"Ah."

"Are you sure you want to move there? You can't live in a good dormitory. What are you doing there?"

Wenzhen has already prepared an excuse: "The company dormitory is very noisy when I sleep at night, and there is a little water leakage. I have a good relationship with my friend. He has a spare room there. After I move there, I can still think about it at night. Acting."

Zhou Chen couldn't find anything wrong with this perfect reason, so he could only nod and smile dryly: "All right, all right, anyway, Brother Zhou is here, so I'll pick you up no matter how far away."

Wen Zhen curled the corner of her mouth: "Thank you, Brother Zhou."

The backyard of the bookstore in Nanshan Street Alley.

Sheng Zhen, who was supposed to be sitting in a wheelchair, was standing under the pear tree in the courtyard at this moment, with a tall and straight figure, as straight as a green pine.

"Boss, do you need to remove the trending search for you?" The mechanical male voice on the other end of the phone was cold and not at all warm.

Sheng Zhen let go of his hand, and lying on the palm was a pure white pear blossom.

He picked up the flower tail and looked it up closely: "No need, keep it for now."

"Okay. Everything in the company is normal and there is no change. The boss is relieved."

"Hard work." The smile on Sheng Zhen's face remained the same, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Help me check Wenzhen's itinerary for the past half month, and the people I've been in contact with."

"Okay, boss."

"Yeah." Sheng Zhen hung up the phone, and after blowing away the pear blossoms in his palm, he laughed softly, "It doesn't seem so boring anymore."

The author has something to say: Mr. Sheng: The little pillow is really interesting.

Thanks for watching =3=