In the compartment of the Graythroat Bar, Chen Huansheng and the middle-aged man sat quietly. His wheelchair and clothes all looked high-end, but this was not what Chen Huansheng cared about.

"Can you take the liberty to ask what disease you are doing?" Chen Huansheng decided to chat with the middle-aged man in the wheelchair.

"Asychomycosis." The middle-aged man's voice was very calm, and his eyes seemed to have penetrated life and death.

Chen Huansheng, who got the answer, was a little silenced. This word would make him weak if he put it on anyone.

"Why did you speak for me just now?" This time it was the middle-aged man's turn to ask. He looked at Chen Huansheng with a little questioning in his eyes.

"This is basic respect, no matter who the object is." Chen Huansheng said a little serious, "Face the guest and politely ask him what he needs. This is the basics of the waiter."

"Then why did you hand me a wine glass?" A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's mouth. "You should be able to guess what you see in my wheelchair and the people who take care of me."

Chen Huansheng looked at the middle-aged man, paused, and then said with a smile, "Because I don't think you are a person who will be trapped in a wheelchair."

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Huansheng's eyes, thought for a while, then nodded and said in a sincere tone, "Thank you."

"So the function of your rocker is to control the direction?" Chen Huansheng pointed to the rocker on the wheelchair of a middle-aged man, as if he really wanted to know.

"This? Yes." The middle-aged man looked at the rocker, gently tweaked his fingers twice, and then turned the wheelchair twice.

"That doesn't feel like driving a racing car." Chen Huansheng joked.

"Not yet, but I will consider installing an engine underneath." The middle-aged man also smiled and said.

"Buzzing"

The cell phone in Chen Huansheng's pocket suddenly rang. He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was a message from Zheng Yuzhe.

‘It will be eight o'clock tomorrow. The company has found you a drama. I will send the script to you through the email.’

Did the UAE have work done just after returning? Chen Huansheng thought to himself.

“Are you doing work?”

The middle-aged man seemed to guess the content on the message only from Chen Huansheng's face.

"Yes."

Chen Huansheng looked at the middle-aged man and nodded.

"Go and do your business, it's time for me to go back." The middle-aged man shook the rocker he just mentioned and began to walk towards the periphery. Fortunately, there was a slope-like aisle, so he could go down relatively smoothly.

Chen Huansheng watched the middle-aged man leave, but the latter suddenly stopped, slowly turned around the wheelchair, and looked at Chen Huansheng.

"By the way, will I ask your name?"

Chen Huansheng looked at the middle-aged man, paused, and then said, "My name is Chen Huansheng, he is an actor."

The middle-aged man seemed not surprised by Chen Huansheng's profession, nodded, then controlled the wheelchair and turned around and left.

After watching the middle-aged man leave, Chen Huansheng looked around the bar and walked quietly towards the door. It's no longer too late now, and there is still something to do tomorrow.

Walking out of the bar door and walking to the side of the road, Chen Huansheng reached out and called a taxi. After getting on, Chen Huansheng took out his cell phone again, opened his email address, and confirmed the script sent.

""Sharp Heart"... Director Kim Kyu-tae... is it adapted from the script..."

Chen Huansheng was thinking, and another message popped up from the screen, which was from Zheng Yuzhe.

‘You don’t have to go to the Myeongdong event the day after tomorrow, the time for Kim Taeyeon is matched.’

After reading the message content, Chen Huansheng replied to Zheng Yuzhe.

‘Is there anything else?’

Looking at the screen and waiting for a while, Zheng Yuzhe's news came again.

‘I have contacted Kim Taeyeon’s agent director, and I have sent your contact information.’

Chen Huansheng raised his eyebrows and then started typing.

‘I’ve already…’

"Buzzing"

A message that popped up again interrupted Chen Huansheng's action of tapping the input method. It was a message sent by Kim Taeyeon. Chen Huansheng thought for a while, deleted the already-formed content, and cut it to Kim Taeyeon's message interface.

'The agent director just gave me your contact information, it seems different from what you gave me to Huanshengxi.'

Very standard grammar, even punctuation marks were typed. Chen Huansheng's Kakao talk was so formal that only Zheng Yuzhe, who was still in contact just now.

‘0123******?’

'right.'

'That was the work mobile phone prepared by the company. I gave Taeyeon that day my personal phone was my personal phone'

‘Ah, that’

This sentence was followed by a cute little girl's expression, as if it was made with the input method, and the style changed a little quickly.

Chen Huansheng held his cell phone and hesitated what to reply to Kim Taeyeon, but his fingers slashed the void on the screen a few times, but still didn't type a word.

After sliding down the screen, he cut to Zheng Yuzhe's message interface again, but after only two seconds, Chen Huansheng cut back.

The screen just cut back to Kim Taeyeon's message interface, and Kim Taeyeon suddenly sent another message.

‘Maybe you went to the bar?’

Chen Huansheng looked at the content of the message, frowned slightly, and then typed.

‘I went to see a friend, and now I’m on my way back’

The message was sent, and two seconds later, Kim Taeyeon's message came back.

‘Friends I’ve known since childhood?’

This time, he brought punctuation marks, and it was a very standard grammar. Chen Huansung could almost imagine Kim Taeyeon asking this sentence in front of him. Kim Taeyeon knew his relationship with Park Cho-rong, and had

I explained it, but Chen Huansheng didn't understand what she meant by asking this sentence.

‘Ani, that friend is in Neon now’

This time, the news about Kim Taeyeon did not come back quickly. Chen Huansheng looked up and saw that the apartment building he lived in was close to him.

"Master, let's get off here."

Chen Huansheng spoke with his master, and after the latter stopped, Chen Huansheng paid to get off the car.

Just after the car door was closed, Chen Huansheng's cell phone vibrated again. Chen Huansheng took out his cell phone and it was still news from Kim Taeyeon.

‘In this way, see you the day after tomorrow.’
Chapter completed!