After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Hosts and systems resembling master-servant relationships sing one after another.

Mr. Wu pointed in the direction of the next door and pointed out a clear path for them: get out.

Chen Zhan quits when she sees it, and gets up, saying: "Bet, see who can figure it out first."

At the end, he said to himself: "Unfortunately, my brain hurts as soon as I think."

Mr. Wu ignored this provocation, at least no abnormality was seen on the surface.

At the moment outside the door of the villa, Chen Zhang thought whether to take the bus or taxi. The system has returned to his body, but he is thinking about the business and actively making suggestions: [The host mentioned the trilogy. 】

Chen Zhang ‘oh’ screamed.

The attitude of not being salty or not is very unflattering.

[System: Please be careful. 】

Chen Zhan re-established communication when he got on the bus: "The trilogy is a guise. In fact, I want to find three villains."

The system is thriving for knowledge.

"As the saying goes, the three stupid leathermen competed against Zhuge Liang," Chen Zhang resisted the urge to yawn, and people in the hospital became lazy after lying for a long time.

Disregarding the latter, the system showed on the spot that the law enforcers would not deal with the headquarters, but rather the loyal supporters of the headquarters.

"Changing a target and communicating with them, I will call the person to be removed An Leng. As for Lin Chiang, the target is me."

Ask the other party to come out and ask, if it is him, how will he use external power to deal with himself.

[System: People will treat you as a lunatic. 】

Chen Zhang closed his head and closed his eyelids: "What a good excuse to suffer from delusion after being struck by thunder."

Brainstorming for ideas, all will come together.

[System: Is it really the brain that the host was hacked? 】

Surely it is not the second pulse of Ren Du?

In a word, there was no more news, and Chen Zhang didn't know when to take a nap by the window.

Visiting one by one fully demonstrated the art of language, which indirectly led to returning to the residence in the afternoon, without wanting to say a word.

Yin Ronglan helped him out of the hospital early in the morning and went to the company. He stayed in front of the hospital bed for several days, and the accumulated things were more than one and a half.

Chen Zhan opened the refrigerator to search for ingredients, thinking about what to do at night, and the phone shook: [I work overtime at the company tonight, please report when I want to go out. ]

The latter sentence can be judged by the expression of the party when sending a message through cold text.

On rainy days, going out to see the bustling and thundering, the black history that fell on Yin Ronglan could not be wiped out overnight. Presumably he will lose a certain right to personal freedom for a long time.

Chen Zhang is a wise man. He is not prepared to challenge that person's bottom line and decides to cultivate himself recently. As usual, I took a cushion and leaned against the bay window to prepare the code. My finger stayed on the keyboard for a long time, but I didn't type the next word.

Yin Ronglan opened the door and saw him in a daze.

"Aren't you not coming back?" Attracted by the voice, Chen Zhang looked up.

Yin Ronglan: "Fetch something and leave."

Chen Zhan yelled, returning to her original sitting posture and looking down in contemplation.

Taking away a thick pile of materials from the study, Yin Ronglan smiled when he was about to leave after changing shoes: "Isn't thinking well?"

Using rich materials as support, Chen Zhan rarely had any inspiration.

Wen Yan Chen Zhan actually nodded: "Writing the script and repeatedly revising it is still not satisfactory."

Yin Ronglan was not surprised, but the same story was more tired, the other party could not always write the story of the people around him. It may be recommended to go out and develop thoughts as usual. After the lightning strike, this idea will stop as soon as it breeds.

Chen Zong pondered for a long time after he left, and failed to build a car behind closed doors.

Sure enough, the noble word of self-cultivation and self-cultivation did not touch him.

After working overnight at the company and coming back from get off work the next day, Yin Ronglan's clothes were neat and clean without any wrinkles, but the tiredness in his eyes could not be covered.

Chen Zhang waved: "Come here."

Yin Ronglan used his leg as a temporary pillow and lay down.

Chen Zhan gently rubbed his temples. Before Yin Ronglan's consciousness gradually sank into the darkness, he asked: "Is there a private banquet for me to attend?"

Yin Ronglan's eyes instantly became clearer.

Chen Zhang: "I want to see the epitome of high society, and..." paused: "The ordinary people who are trying to integrate into it."

There was a chuckle in the air.

Yin Ronglan closed his eyes. At first glance, his sleeping posture was exceptionally peaceful. After a while, he said: "The rich second generation of City Y, you have seen and contacted a lot... including the most powerful one.

Chen Zhang: "This time is a dark stream, these people can't be the material."

Some people, it is normal to act alone, they are afraid to get together and share an interesting soul.

Yin Ronglan knew that this was a decision, thinking about the feasibility.

Chen Zhang: "Look at it, I swear..."

Before the words ‘never provoke pros and cons’, he was interrupted by Yin Ronglan: “Don’t make an oath.”

The lightning strike felt like yesterday, and Chen Zhanli shut up.

Yin Ronglan: "I asked Xiao Zhao to give Wang Cheng, an invitation letter that he couldn't use, and let him take you."

"a lot of?"

Yin Ronglan: "Every few days, I will let him screen this city."

Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows. Mr. Lu Xun said that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected. In his view, the happiness of rich people are similar.

The next day, Wang Cheng went to visit, and there was still some red blood in his eyes, quite helpless: "I have other artists under my hands."

Those are not like Chen Zhang, only focusing on the fashion circle, a few want to develop into all-round entertainers.

Chen Zhangdao broke the fact: "You don't spend much time on me."

Wang Cheng was stunned, and then smiled embarrassedly.

Not only that, every time the other party goes on a hot search, he will also increase his worth and earn more from the organizer. Actually, it means a bit exhausted, but fortunately Chen Zhan has the ability to keep the heat aside, Wang Cheng himself was jealous of Yin Ronglan, and he didn't dare to do too much.

After correcting his attitude, a familiar pleasing smile hung on his face: "It is a good thing to meet more people at the banquet."

Chen Zhang informed the original intention.

Hell, Wang Cheng said, "It's very visionary."

Chen Zhang attended the banquet several times, but the one that Wang Cheng took him to was another type.

To put it bluntly, it is very utilitarian. At a glance, it is not difficult to see that everyone has their own purposes, and even everyone will not deliberately hide it.

It is not reasonable to go to an appointment for a person, but the two sides have long disclosed their relationship. At the time, Yin Ronglan's inheritance rights were exposed to Chen Zhang, indirectly telling many people that he valued this relationship.

Therefore, Chen Zhang went in unimpeded, without any slack.

It has been a waste of time, Wang Cheng will not waste a chance, he glanced at the big brother in a certain direction: "I will talk to people for a while."

Chen Zhang nodded, took a glass of champagne alone and dangled around, carefully observed.

"Eyes is the window to discover beauty," some nice voices drifted closer: "Can you see the beauty you want?"

A voluptuous and beautiful woman came over and blinked naughtily at him: "The old way of talking up, don't mind."

Chen Zhang shook his head: "Do not mind."

How can there be a difference between novelty and old-fashioned conversation?

Before the two had any other exchanges, a young girl came on the face and made a gesture of raising their hands.

Chen Zhan frowned.

The young girl smiled: "I've seen you and Li Shao play live-action Russia before."

In a short time, four or five people were already around.

Chen Zhang wouldn't think it was born with an attractive aura, and there must be no purpose for these people to get together.

His personal assets are not as good as most of the visitors present. What is worth paying for?

Soon, the truth surfaced automatically.

One person suddenly took an apple from the fruit tray. It seems that such fruit is just a decoration at the banquet, and no one will really eat it.

She gnawed a bit of a heart.

After showing in the direction of Chen Zhang, he grinned.

"..."

None of the people around Chen Zhang scratched his head, and one acted more strangely than the other.

Wang Cheng came to the rescue in a timely manner and went to no one to tease: "This is to mix a character in your book."

Chen Zhang: "Is it worth it?"

"Of course it is." Wang Cheng was decisive: "The last time the hot search company remarketed, it can be a small fire."

Chen Zhan whispered: "No wonder ancient literati Mo Ke is particularly popular, from the emperor to Hua Kui, will not easily offend."

Can't make a song forever.

After understanding the doorway, Chen Zhang smiled: "I will meet them when I go."

The banquet was only three hours. Anyone who took the initiative to talk would exchange a few words. When the banquet was over, the crowd also built a group headed by Chen Zhang, called the book club.

The members of the book club are scheduled to meet on Saturdays every Saturday to increase their reputation.

When Chen Zhang was recommended by everyone, some people lived a bad life.

Mr. Wu has been studying the word "Dancing with the Devil" these two days.

Not because he hit the radical method, but to try to steal Chen Zhang's creativity. If he can analyze the result, the way to deal with the headquarters will fall on him.

Thinking without success, hesitated to call Chen Zhang for a moment to see if he could ask for some information.

The interest overcame the disgust, and finally a series of numbers was broadcast calmly. In about five seconds, the call was connected.

Chinese etiquette, first politely ask what the other party is doing.

Chen Zhan's voice was dull: "I was discharged from the hospital, my head dizzy."

He was uncomfortable and Mr. Wu was comfortable. He was about to continue speaking and listened to the different voices coming from there—

"Mr. Chen promised to write it for me first."

"It's right to write it for me. It's better to write an inscription on my arm. Looking back, I will find someone to tattoo."

"The big talents can't pay for each other, and those who share their views have a share."

"..."

The voices of these people are male and female, crisp and delicate and humorous... At first glance, some of them are like a big show.

"Don't make trouble." Chen Zhan's helpless voice came: "Play another round of drumming to pass the flowers and knock out the game."

"Okay."

"What is it?"

"book?"

"Necrosis, coat."

Mr. Wu's face changed from time to time: "Are you visiting the kiln!"

Through different spaces, Chen Zhan's disagreement can be heard: "It's humiliating! I founded a book club and promised to help them write poetry."

Mr. Wu's calm tone heard people stunned: "I have worked hard to figure out what it means to dance with the devil, you are actually in the wind and snow outside?"

Chen Zhan seemed to smile instead of laughing: "What about it?"

Mr. Wu: "...I am going to tell Yin Ronglan."

Hang up the phone mercilessly.

A minute later, Mr. Wu stood up and opened the shower, letting cold water pour on his body and sighed gently.

What's the difference between Fang Cai's kind of rhetoric and elementary school students' failure to fight, and to talk to parents to complain?

He is being forced to reduce intelligence.

The author has something to say: Chen Zhang: Again, I am a good person.