When Feng Wan got off work, she walked with the freckled editor sitting next to her. Normally, the two of them would have a laugh and have dinner at a small restaurant near the newspaper office before going home. But today, when Feng Wan walked to the door of the newspaper office, Zhou Qingfeng
The battered and abandoned Mercedes-Benz pickup truck was stuck there.
Although the Tianyang Newspaper Office is a bit shabby, it is still engaged in literary creation. There are still a lot of beautiful female editors here, and there are inevitably people who come to pick up girls on weekdays. But others use luxury-looking high-end cars to pick up girls. The car in front of me
The pickup truck worth more than eight million yuan was regarded as a junk car in the eyes of everyone, and many newspaper employees stared at it with strange expressions.
"Oh my God, who is so creative? He actually drove a pickup truck to pick someone up."
"The paint is peeling off even though it's worn. It looks like it was picked up from a garbage dump."
"Hey..., do you think the Mercedes-Benz trademark was welded on by an auto repair shop? How much does it cost?"
All kinds of sarcastic voices are spreading, and everyone has to leave from the main entrance of the newspaper office at the end of the day. Inevitably, some people are irritating, and others are laughing.
"Who are you waiting for? Is she that little beauty from the financial edition?"
"I don't know? Maybe it's the prodigal guy from the editor-in-chief's office."
A bunch of people were watching at the door with nothing to do, wondering who they were waiting for? The freckled editor had sharp eyes and exclaimed: "Oh, who is driving a pickup truck? This taste is really low, isn't it?
."
When Feng Wan heard the word 'pickup', she immediately looked up and panicked. She quickly pushed the 'little freckle' beside her and said: "Hey... I suddenly have something to do, so I won't eat with you today.
Already."
"Ah..., we have agreed on which new rice noodle shop to eat tonight. Why?" 'Little Freckles' asked in surprise.
Feng Wan was making up an excuse when the window of the pickup truck opposite rolled down, revealing half of Zhou Qingfeng's face. She thought for a moment that it was bad. The door of the newspaper office was no better than other places. As long as Zhou Qingfeng's face looked like this,
If you show up, a lot of people will gather around you.
"Someone is coming to pick me up. I'm leaving first." Feng Wan rushed up in high heels, walked to the passenger seat of the pickup truck, opened the door and got in. She shouted in a low voice: "Don't lower the windows, drive quickly."
Zhou Qingfeng was wearing a pair of big sunglasses, and his hair was a little messy, but quite stylish. He turned around and wanted to say hello and chat with his lover sister first, but unexpectedly, the 'little freckle' who had just been following Feng Wan also came close to her.
He followed up, opened the window and shouted curiously: "Sister Feng Wan, who is this?"
Feng Wan was so anxious that she picked up Zhou Qingfeng's head and kissed him, preventing 'Little Freckles' from seeing Zhou Qingfeng's face clearly. Then she pressed the window lift button with her other hand to raise the window. Finally, 'Little Freckles'
She yelled, "Sister Wan, you are cheating." She only saw a man sitting in the car and didn't know anything else.
What was even more surprising was that there were a lot of people watching the excitement at the door of the newspaper office. When they saw that the most beautiful girl from the newspaper office got into the pickup truck, everyone dropped their glasses.
"Hey, who is this? He actually used a broken pickup truck to hook up with Feng Wan, the most beautiful person in our newspaper office."
"Feng Wan has been divorced for two years, but her temperament has not become depressed but has improved. She has the charm of a mature woman. She can't help but miss men. He can drive her away with a pickup truck."
"Feng Wan's face, figure, breasts and butt are all superb. Tsk, tsk, tsk... Is this man so lucky?"
Amidst the divergent opinions, Zhou Qingfeng drove away with a smile. Seeing Feng Wan's stern face, he couldn't help but said happily: "What's wrong? I just came back from the Caribbean, uh no..., laboratory, and I wanted to give him
It’s a surprise for you. I haven’t even gotten off the bus yet, but you blocked me and came back.”
"Don't talk about surprises, you scared me. I won't allow you to dress up so handsomely and come to the newspaper office where I work." Feng Wan saw a bouquet of flowers in the back seat of the car and immediately said dissatisfied: "Do you know
How many people are searching for you now, and you just run out to buy flowers so carelessly?"
Zhou Qingfeng shrugged and said with a smile: "Celebrities in life and stars in movies are two different things. When I walk on the road, I am just an ordinary person. Others don't care who I am. I went out for a walk in the morning without wearing sunglasses.
, no one recognized me!"
"You are not allowed to wander around like this, otherwise something will happen sooner or later." Feng Wan was angry, glaring at Zhou Qingfeng with a straight face, "I want to spend a few more days with you, and I don't want you to dump me so early."
Seeing Feng Wan staring and looking like she was about to cry suddenly, Zhou Qingfeng quickly stopped the car on the side of the road, hugged the woman and comforted her softly: "Fool, how could I dump you? It's not too late to feel sad."
"You just want to coax me. Do you know how many women want to have an affair with you? Thousands of them! Do you know how much pressure I feel when I have an international superstar as my boyfriend? Every day I watch the news with surprise.
expression.
Wow..., my boyfriend has become handsome again.
Wow..., my boyfriend is even more famous again.
Wow..., my boyfriend's net worth has increased again.
You have only made one movie and you are already famous all over the world. If you make more movies in the future, what will I do? I will definitely be dumped."
Feng Wan felt sorry for herself like a little woman, and finally got into Zhou Qingfeng's arms and rubbed her against her. Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said: "I bought this bouquet of flowers, but I don't have a penny left on me.
Where does your worth come from? I’m still thinking that I’ll rely on you to pay for dinner later.”
Zhou Qingfeng told the truth. He traveled all over the world in the wasteland and was as rich as the enemy. However, in real time and space, he was always short of money. He finally got some money and invested it in the biochemical laboratory of the Ntz project. That was related to him.
You can't save your life without investing money.
But Feng Wan didn't believe it at all. She actually enjoyed the feeling of a man relying on her. The more Zhou Qingfeng said that he wanted to eat soft food, the happier she became. With such a handsome little wolfdog by his side, what's a little food money?
"I just like the way you lie to me, even if you lie to me, I will take it seriously." Feng Wancai didn't believe that an international superstar like Zhou Qingfeng would be short of money. This must be an alternative way for men to please themselves. "In order to praise you for being so good,
Come here quickly, I want to kiss you."
The men and women in the car were immediately entangled with each other, and they almost started a violent car-tremor battle. Suddenly, a text message came to Zhou Qingfeng's cell phone, and it started to beep indiscriminately.
"Um..., you have a text message on your phone."
"Ignore it."
Zhou Qingfeng had just untied Feng Wan's collar and buried his head between the two big white rabbits, licking them back and forth. Feng Wan had no choice but to help Zhou Qingfeng take the phone out of his pocket, clicked on it and said: "There is a guy named
The 'god' guy texted you."
"What?" When he heard the word 'god', Zhou Qingfeng had to lift his head from Feng Wan's chest.
Feng Wan continued: "I booked a flight for you to go to Magic City today. You need to participate in a live interview program at the Magic City International Film Festival tomorrow. I wish you good luck!"
Did you make a mistake...asking me to participate in a talk show? You are trying to kill me!