Chapter 770 (1/2)
”Han Shao, what's the matter with you?”
Cheng Xiaoxiao returns to the lounge. Han Junchen puts his feet on the table and wears his own headphones. He seems to be listening to music, but Cheng Xiaoxiao sees the handle connected to his mobile phone in his hand.
Cheng Xiaoxiao frowned and walked over.
”I have nothing to do today. Don't bother me?”
”... I just wonder what just happened.”
Cheng Xiaoxiao scratched his head. He still couldn't resist his curiosity.
Han Junchen is going through the customs, but it may be because he was distracted just now, so the screen went black all at once.
After a second, it shows the end of the game in English.
Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately felt that the air around him seemed to be frozen.
The strong sense of oppression made her suddenly regret why she was so curious.
Han Junchen: ”has anyone ever told you that when others concentrate on doing something, you will annoy others if you disturb them all the time?”
”I see.”
Cheng smiled and sniffed his nose and make complaints about his heart. If you are not my artist now and I am your agent, do you think I will meddle in your business?
The little girl turned around and was ready to go. Suddenly, there was another voice behind her.
”Wait!”
The girl turned her head and looked at him puzzled.
”Don't worry about going back. Stay in the evening and work an extra shift.”
”What's the matter? What hasn't been done yet? ”
”It's not about the company, it's about me.”
”Ah?”
Cheng Xiaoxiao is a little confused.
Han Junchen said, ”you don't need to know now. You can go to the mall with me at six o'clock in the evening.”
Ah, hey, what are you doing at the mall?
Cheng Xiaoxiao really wants to ask, but Han Junchen puts on his headphones again and obviously doesn't want to talk to her anymore.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was afraid of getting moldy, so he walked away with his stomach Fei.
In the evening, Han Junchen took the initiative to find her.
”Let's go.”
“……”
There is a big shopping mall near the company.
Han Junchen wears a mask, sunglasses and hat and covers himself tightly.
To be honest, he's still a little afraid of being recognized.
Cheng Xiaoxiao walked beside him and deliberately kept a certain distance from him.
It's just that if Han Junchen, a big star, is recognized, it's not good if he still involves himself at that time.
”You asked me to come to the mall. What's the matter?”
”I ask you, what do most girls like?”
”Ah?”
Han Junchen turned and looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao. The girl was stupid.
”No, you should ask. What do women aged 40 to 50 prefer?”
”... you want to give someone a gift?”
”My mother's birthday is coming.”
Cheng Xiaoxiao Oh twice, finally understand.
Wow, it's just a birthday present for his mother!
Scared to death!
Cheng Xiaoxiao has seen Han Junchen's mother before, so she has nothing unhappy now.
After all, his mother's birthday is coming. He certainly doesn't know what birthday gift to give before he pulls himself in.
In this way, Han Junchen can't make up his mind. He is still very happy!
”Mrs. Han should have no shortage of jewelry, so give her a silk scarf!”
”Silk scarf?”
”Well! I've seen Mrs. Han before. I think Mrs. Han likes silk scarves. And things like silk scarves are very suitable for people with temperament, especially for people like Mrs. Han. ”
”Hehe, my mother is not here now. You don't have to talk so sweet.”
”I mean it.”
Cheng Xiaoxiao thinks Han Junchen thinks she is deliberately flattering and explains quickly.
Han Junchen waved his hand.
”Well, don't explain. I don't want to hear.”
Cheng Xiaoxiao: ”
Han Junchen went to the shopping mall command area.
”Come on, go to the third floor.”
Taking the elevator, Han Junchen found the exclusive store selling silk scarves.
”The scarves of this brand seem very good.”
Han Junchen picked two or three.
One purple, one beige, one dark green.
”Which of these three do you think looks good?”
”Purple? The second color is too light, and the third color looks old-fashioned. It's still the first one. Your mother will certainly like it. ”
”Are you two here to choose gifts for your mother, sir and miss? Is it for mother-in-law or mother-in-law? ”
”Ah! You misunderstood! ”
Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly shook his head.
”No, no, I have nothing to do with him. I just came to help him choose gifts. We...”
”Well, just this purple one, wrap it up!”
Cheng Xiaoxiao wants to explain clearly, but Han Junchen suddenly stops her unfinished words.
Cheng Xiaoxiao felt a little resentful.