Chapter 33： (1/2)
Chapter Thirty Three
93 found the waiter who was responsible for picking up the guests.
The waiter tried hard to recall...there were too many hands he gave out every day. They were all randomly selected. Only the guests knew the best number.
The waiter said dryly, ”I...I can't remember either.”
”Which female customers came yesterday?” 93 asked in a different way.
”...Miss Ling? Ms. Wang?...” The waiter reported a string, and finally reported one: ”Ah, right! And Mrs. Banquet!”
”Mrs. Yan?” 93 was stunned: ”Mrs. Yanchao?”
”Yes.”
”Is your kid wrong?” 93 smiled sarcastically, ”Will the wife of Yanchao come here?”
”That's right... The Fourth Young Master of Banquet came first, but did not go upstairs. Mrs. Banquet went upstairs.” The waitress said heartily, how could he be mistaken?
I have been on the hot search several times before!
93 turned his head and looked at Feng Yu: ”What did you charge for?”
”I picked up the child.” Feng Yu responded casually, his expression still gloomy, as if he had been owed 1.8 billion for thirty days a month and 29 days.
”Dare to be a servant. How can it be done so easily?” Feng Yu's mouth made a sharp arc.
If this 399 happened to be the wife of the Banquet, it would not be so easy to finish.
...
Yan Wenjia has been posting Weibo for three days.
Almost every day is a picture of the end of the night. The first day is a selfie, the second day is the moon hanging alone in the sky, and the third day is the monitor in front of Director Li. The monitor is fixed on the footage shot by Yan Wenjia.
[Original text Jia's Weibo has been selling badly for three days? What do you think? 】
[It’s not a miserable sale... Maybe it’s because people are rare to be dedicated once, and I can’t help but want the fans to boast]
[Isn't it because after the Jiang Meng incident, watching the fans skyrocket, started selling miserable fans? 】
[Speaking of how many years has Jiang Meng been sentenced? 】
【Jm seven years, Cao has no period. 】
[Jian's 666. 】
[Gazette, it is said that Cao also offended Jiang Er. 】
【? Stay upstairs, Tao Wenjia is here. 】
[Stop Tao, people really don't care about these things. His resources are quite good. He is no longer dedicated, but his acting skills are okay, he looks great, and he has a lot of fans. The remarks of selling miserable fans are too funny...]
[I just want to know why he suddenly became so desperately Saburo? Is it really spent because of lack of money? 】
The agent also asked Yan Wenjia: ”Are you short of money?”
Yan Wenjia solemnly kicked the stone under her feet: ”No.”
Yan Wenjia soon realized that posting Weibo was quite boring.
@文字嘉: Don't lack money, don't give out red envelopes.
After posting the last Weibo, he stopped updating again.
Leave a group of fans crying in place.
I was clamoring that Yuanyuan Jia was a fan of miserable fans, and now I don’t speak much anymore, for fear that his fans are getting angry and come to the door.
Yan Wenjia slowed down again with naked eyes.
He sat in the sports car, looking at the sea on both sides of the road, staring intently. Didn't Gu Xueyi still have to report to let Yan Wenbo go out? Don't you have to be late? Why didn't you call him back to the banquet house? ...
Director Li glanced sideways, fearing that Yan Wenjia would jump into the sea again, and quickly sent a text message to Gu Xueyi quietly.
When Gu Xueyi received the text message, she was just about to fall asleep.
She raised her hand to turn on the night light and glanced down.
...Time is almost here.
Children need encouragement and affirmation before they can go down more firmly.
Gu Xueyi edited a text message:
[It’s been hard recently? Don't overwork. Tomorrow I will ask my family to bring some food to visit you. Remember to give some to the staff around you. good night. 】
After sending it out, Gu Xueyi put down the phone and didn't look at it again.
Yan Wenjia's cell phone dinged.
He looked down.
Deliver food?
The corners of Yan Wenjia's lips were pursed.
Isn't it finally Yan Wenbo's stupid brother's special confession?
Yan Wenjia suddenly felt an unprecedented feeling of exuberance.
He tossed over the word ”good night” several times.
Someone said good night to him...
It's completely different from what the fans say good night!
Yan Wenjia took a screenshot of the text message.
But it still feels a little bit of a feeling of lack of energy.
So he posted another circle of friends.
Yan Wenjia's friends on WeChat are all people in the entertainment circle.
He cut off Gu Xueyi's name, put up a screenshot of the text message content, and added a picture of the sea in the distance that Zhang Xiao car galloped past.
Then Yan Wenjia began to refresh frequently, read the comments.
[Brother Yuan finished work so late again? Really dedicated. 】
[The original brother worked hard. 】
[The night on this road is particularly beautiful...]
...
None of them is what Yan Wenjia wants to see.
The agent noticed that Yan Wenjia had been using her phone longer.
In the past, this young master ran out every day, and no one could stop... Okay, think about it this way, now it's good to stay at home and swipe your phone. If you want to provoke the gossip, there is no place to provoke it, so you can save the team.
Director Li also breathed a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Yan has a way!
Bless the crew to make the shooting go smoothly!
In Director Li's mind there was even a vicious idea of putting a feast like a wife in the crew...
Gu Xueyi said that she would arrange for someone to deliver food to Yan Wenjia, and of course she remembered it in her heart.
The kitchen has spent a few hours of work, preparing a variety of dishes, including snacks, fruit platter, cooked food, and some seafood... All are packed in insulated boxes, put in the trunk, and the Yanjia’s The bodyguard took it.
After Yan Wenjia finished filming another scene, his gaze swept away from the set.
The two cars stopped one after another.
A bodyguard who did not often appear in front of the public, but made Yan Wenjia quite familiar, pushed the car door and walked down.
A few others followed, opening the trunk one after another and taking things outside.
”Brother Yuan asked everyone...”
”It’s made by your own chef, don’t laugh.”
Things were divided quickly.
The staff looked at the two luxury cars and the bodyguards getting on and off the luxury cars in shock.
Dancing grass!
Brother Renyuan is really not short of money!
The actors and actresses in the crew gathered around to eat, and when the lid of the box was opened, they were shocked again.
”What kind of an in-house chef is this? Is this a Michelin five-star level?”
”The professional chef hired by Brother Yuan's family?”
”Crying, I just want to eat this!”
They sighed while eating.
I am afraid that these things can not only be done with money, won't Brother Yuan have a lot of background?
The agent couldn't help but sigh.
In Brother Yuan’s dictionary, there was never such a thing as a good relationship with the crew. He hurried around, unlike other celebrities who would do a little superficial effort to make a good image of being approachable.
I don’t know how long it has been before, Brother Yuan knew that I would invite everyone to eat.
I don’t know how many times people next door invite the crew to drink milk tea.
”Preparation is so careful.” The second female took the initiative to talk to Yan Wenjia.