"Stop pretending, you rescued me from the car." She didn't want to mention the matter in the elevator, and she still felt embarrassed when she thought about it.

Zhang Hehuan clinked glasses with him and drank the beer in one go: "I just happened to meet you. You can't wait to see you and don't take it seriously. In fact, even if I don't take action, others will take action. Beauty has never lacked heroes."

An Ran said that might not be the case. In that situation at that time, the billboard might have filmed Porsche at any time, and it took considerable courage to save people.

An Ran said: "What column did you host in the past?"

"Fiction broadcasting."

An Ran said curiously: "Your major is not right with me. Why don't you go to the Happy Bookstore? It seems that there is more suitable for you."

"The anchors over there are so ugly. I have to choose a good-looking person when choosing a teacher. You are so young and beautiful."

An Ran smiled and said, "I believe you, what did you call me when you report on the first day? You call me aunt!"

Zhang Hehuan admitted frankly: "I deliberately. Actually, I recognized you when I went in. I just wanted to stimulate you when I saw your pretentious appearance."

"I guessed that you are so bad. Who do you think is pretentious? You are pretentious."

At this time, an old lady came to sell live beads. An Ran bought two and asked Zhang Hehuan if she could eat them. Although Zhang Hehuan was bold, he really didn't dare to try this thing. He waved his hand quickly. He didn't expect An Ran to be so beautiful and taste so strong.

Zhang Hehuan whispered: "It was your mother who came to pick you up on the day of the accident?"

An Ran was stunned for a moment, her eyes dimmed. She shook her head and said, "No, an elder, don't talk about this."

Zhang Hehuan saw that there should be a story in it and changed the topic: "Why do you come to Jiaotong Network to be an anchor? You should develop into the film and television industry."

"I didn't say I'll work here for the rest of my life, maybe it will." An Ran continued to deal with the living beads.

Zhang Hehuan was a little incompetent: "Is this thing delicious?"

"You'll know if you try it yourself." An Ran handed him the other one.

Zhang Hehuan said that he still didn't want it anymore.

Anran's cell phone rang. She wiped her hands with a tissue, answered the phone, and said lazyly: "Hey! Well, I'm having dinner with my colleagues and talking about work. Well, I understand, don't worry."

I have to admit that she is very feminine and that she is the one who is called "Ceople's Guru".

Zhang Hehuan remembered the scene when she had dinner with her last time. At that time, she specially booked a French restaurant by the Pu River in Shanghai. It was a Michelin star. An Ran was very beautiful and charming, but her eyes were full of hesitation and confusion.

Zhang Hehuan ignored that point at that time. Her idea was how to spend the least amount of money to conquer this popular actress and make her willingly serve herself and join his Star Domain Media.

An Ran probably has little impression of him, but she is not the kind of actress who can sacrifice her self-esteem for money. After saying goodbye that night, at 1:00 a.m., she jumped down from the building of the Shanghai Financial Center and died.

An Ran saw him dazed and said, "What are you thinking? You seem to be a little disrespectful to me." The man had dinner with him face to face, but he was still wandering in his mind. This was obviously disrespectful to himself...

Zhang Hehuan came to his senses: "It's nothing, it's just..." This time his cell phone rang.

Chu Qiuyue called her. She is now in Han County and will go to inspect the construction of the pig farm tomorrow morning. She called her to ask how Zhang Jiacheng was doing. Zhang Hehuan reassured her that her father had no problem.

Chu Qiuyue heard the noise over him: "Where are you having a meal? Is there a beautiful woman around you?"

Zhang He was happy: "How did you know?"

"It would be strange if I don't know your virtue."

"Don't worry, this is my teacher. Do you want to talk to her?"

Chu Qiyue said: "I don't know others, so what are you talking about? Okay, it won't delay your exchange of feelings."

"Jealous?"

"I'm too lazy to be jealous of you."

Zhang Hehuan said: "By the way, when you go to Han County, you must be careful of Fang Guofan's grandson. That guy is not a good thing."

"I understand, please don't worry, I can take good care of myself."

Zhang Hehuan hung up the phone and Anran looked at him with a smile: "Girlfriend?"

Zhang Hehuan nodded.

"I'm so loving. I'll introduce me to you and help you get to know each other."

Zhang Hehuan said: "Sure, I guess you two can chat together, they are a bit bourgeoisie."

An Ran said: "What do you know? That's called lifestyle, not a petty bourgeoisie."

An Ran was so beautiful that it attracted the attention of many people around. A young man in the distance took advantage of their inattention and took advantage of their attention and took photos of An Ran with his mobile phone. Because he was behind Zhang Hehuan, Zhang Hehuan could not see it, but An Ran saw it and stared at the man with some unhappiness. The young man was very naughty and actually smiled at her.

Only then did Zhang Hehuan realize that someone was secretly photographing her, she got up and came to the young man, smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, please delete it."

The young man glanced at him, but he didn't say anything, and his companions around him were a little dissatisfied: "What if you don't delete it? Who are you?"

Another boy with wide arms and round waist said, "Who have we Pengcheng people been afraid of? Get out of here."

Another boy said, "A lot of cabbages have been robbed by pigs these days."

Zhang Hehuan was not angry either: "Yeah, I am from Pengcheng, my fellow villager."

The few people didn't expect that he was from Pengcheng, and his expression became a little awkward. The fellow villager shot his fellow villager behind the scenes, but this was Nanjiang. They secretly took photos of the fellow villager's girlfriend, and the things were indeed a bit unauthoritative.

Zhang Hehuan said: "My name is Zhang Hehuan, from Pengcheng Radio. Brothers are willing to give me some face and delete the photos for me, otherwise..."

The wide-skinned and round-waisted boy widened his eyes. Zhang Hehuan thought this guy was not convinced and was about to come up and fuck him. He never thought that the boy was excited: "Zhang Hehuan...Boss, we are all members of the Family Huan, we are all your fans...Oh, Zhou Zhe, you are so blind, you don't know the boss, you can't take pictures of the boss's girlfriend."

Zhang Hehuan didn't expect this dramatic change to happen. He was ready to do a big fight, but he didn't expect that these people were not only his fellow villagers but also his fans. It seems that his fan group is of varying quality.

The guy named Zhou Zhe was so embarrassed that he deleted the photo on his phone immediately and apologized repeatedly: "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... my sister-in-law is so beautiful..."

An Ran was originally worried about Zhang Hehuan. After all, there were many people on the other side and they were all great guys. Zhang Hehuan was only one person, for fear of a disagreement, but unexpectedly, Zhang Hehuan even had a chat with him.

After Zhang Hehuan came back, he said to Anran: "It's done, they have deleted it, so let's forget about this."

An Ran said: "Let's go, there are so many people here."

Zhang Hehuan said, "Don't you just sit down?" While speaking, the young men at the table came over to toast Zhang Hehuan in turn, bowed and apologized. Only then did An Ran figure it out that the people who were afraid that she was all Zhang Hehuan's fans. I didn't expect that an anchor from a prefecture-level city had so many loyal fans.

Zhou Zhe is from Nanjiang Academy of Arts. He learns popular singing styles. The rest are his original high school classmates and once formed a band together.

After the college entrance examination, they each had their own future. Today they made an appointment to come to Nanjiang to meet and take a look at Zhou Zhe. No one expected to meet Zhang Hehuan here.

Zhou Zhe couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart: "Boss, you are my idol. I'm sorry to you today. I apologize to you and I apologize to my sister-in-law."

An Ran hurriedly said, "Stop, stop, I'm not your sister-in-law."

The young man with wide arms and round waist was called Tong Zhen, and his mouth could say, "That's not a matter of time. I'll say what kind of beauty can be worthy of our boss. Oh, hey, sister-in-law, you really have vision."

An Ran blinked, what does it mean? Why am I still climbing up? Who is Zhang Hehuan, who is worthy of your praise?

Zhou Zhe said: "Teacher Zhang, your song is written for your sister-in-law, right?"

Zhang Hehuan was so amused and laughed: "No, really, no, I said you guys should go and drink yours quickly, we have something to talk about."

Zhou Zhe said: "Teacher Zhang, I either want to disturb you, I am too excited. I admire you very much. Teacher Zhang has a request. I will sing in the time bar on Beiping West Road nearby. At 9:30, can you enjoy the show? My song tonight is "You, the deskmate". Can I ask you to go to the scene to guide you?"

An Ran laughed: "So you can still sing, okay, we will go there later."

Zhou Zheqianen thanked his classmates for leaving first. Before leaving, he did not forget to settle the account of Zhang Hehuan's table.

Zhang Hehuan didn't want to go, but An Ran was in a good mood and insisted on going to see him. Zhang Hehuan found that An Ran was also boring. Most of the rich people were like this. When he was rich, he was even more lonely than An Ran, and his problems were all idle.

The two walked along Jinghai Road. Recently, Nanjiang was under construction everywhere. The road was built intermittently. An Ran stepped on high heels and walked with a deep foot and shallow foot.

Only then did Zhang Hehuan realize that there was no shared bicycle yet, thinking about whether he wanted to start a business. Considering that his reputation cannot be taken easily, he is still developing smoothly at present, so he will first make up his life value to retire.

Fortunately, the Time Bar is not far away, and the spicy hot pot they were eating was only more than 300 meters away.

The bar is located in the basement of a legal office building. The entrance has to be lowered first. Fortunately, the light box at the door is bright enough. There is an oversized beer barrel at the entrance. Next to the beer barrel is a little resin old man, which looks a bit weird under the light.

An Ran said: "The level doesn't seem to be very good."

Zhang Hehuan said: "You are a little unearthed."

"If you are down-to-earth, you have to go to the basement?"
Chapter completed!