It can be seen that Li Xiaofang has been waiting downstairs for a long time. She is wearing a floral dress and a pair of flat shoes. She feels like a sweet girl next door.
When she goes into battle without makeup, she looks indescribably natural.
When she saw Ye Zihao, she was suddenly overjoyed, as happy as a little girl receiving a gift.
"Brother Ye!"
Li Xiaofang waved to Ye Zihao, then put on a sweet smile.
"Xiao Fang! There was a traffic jam on the road just now, so I was late." Ye Zihao smiled apologetically, and then said.
"fine!"
Li Xiaofang shook her head, looking considerate.
Soon, she got into Ye Zihao's car and drove to the famous local barbecue city.
About half an hour later, Ye Zihao and the others arrived at the barbecue city.
It was seen that there were many people at the scene and the business was quite lively. Under the leadership of the waiter, Ye Zihao and Li Xiaofang came to a corner.
Since Li Xiaofang is a big star, Ye Zihao naturally does not want to expose her too much to the public. When Li Xiaofang goes out, she is as low-key as usual.
Face mask!
Duck hat!
These things are absolutely indispensable.
Fortunately, the people at the scene were just having fun and did not notice Li Xiaofang's appearance.
At this time, Li Xiaofang looked around, and then said: "Brother Ye, although the decoration here is simple, the food is very delicious."
"Oh? Sister, if you're not busy at work, how do you know the food here is delicious?"
Ye Zihao smiled, made a joke and said.
"You think I only know how to work. In fact, I am also a foodie. I am a staff member of the program team. His relative works here. He introduced me to it. After I came here once, I missed it very much."
Li Xiaofang explained, smiled and said.
"Xiaofang! This is the right pace of life!"
"When it's time to work, work! When it's time to rest, rest! Combining work and rest is the most effective way of life."
Ye Zihao smiled lightly.
At this time, Li Xiaofang smiled, then asked, jokingly: "Brother Ye, you sound like you have a lot of experience. I heard from Xiaoying that you are always deducted for perfect attendance. Now your perfect attendance is no longer
It will be deducted from 2018 soon.”
"Sister! If you hadn't said this, we would still be good friends!"
Immediately, Ye Zihao's forehead suddenly turned dark, and his face was full of embarrassment.
"Puch!"
Li Xiaofang pursed her lips and snickered. Ye Zihao was still the same Ye Zihao. He liked Ye Zihao who was late for work.
"hey-hey!"
Ye Zihao didn't say much, just shrugged.
Soon, Ye Zihao and the others ordered some barbecue, and then ordered two bottles of Jiaduobao, chatting while waiting for the food.
At this time, Ye Zihao looked around the scene. He saw that there was a small stage, and on the stage, there was a grassroots singer playing and singing on it. Although he was not at Li Xiaofang's level, at least his singing skills were decent.
"Xiao Fang! What do you think of this grassroots singer?"
Ye Zihao smiled, asked lightly, and said.
"My singing skills are okay. If I package it up, I might be able to become the second 'Rising Sun Masculine'" Li Xiaofang said seriously.
"Tell me, can our 'Beauty Beauty Entertainment Company' cooperate with him?"
Ye Zihao said with a smile.
"Oh? Do you want to sign this singer?"
Li Xiaofang was a little surprised, and Ye Zihao responded calmly, "Actually, it's not a contract, I just want him to give it a try and see how far his level is."
In fact, Ye Zihao's idea was inspired by the migrant worker group "Xu Ri Yang Gang". In addition to their own level, the important thing for this migrant worker group to become popular was the public's attention to some grassroots figures.
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Some entertainment companies like to create young talents, but Ye Zihao feels that turning grassroots into stars is not an attempt. After all, many people live at the grassroots level and still recognize grassroots culture.
"Brother Ye! I think you are better at business than Mr. Yang. We just went out to have a barbecue, and you have already thought about the development of the company. You are really suitable to be the boss."
Li Xiaofang pursed her lips and snickered, then said.
"Actually, I'm more like a hands-off shopkeeper. I'm not the boss." Ye Zihao shrugged and said calmly.
"Brother Ye, when will you go over and chat with that grassroots singer?" Li Xiaofang asked curiously.
"It depends on the situation! Anyway, let's talk about it after eating."
Ye Zihao smiled, spread his hands and said.
"It turns out you are the foodie!!"
"No! He's hungry!"
"Puch! He must be a second-rate person!!"
"..."
Suddenly, Ye Zihao became puzzled.
…
The two of them were chatting and joking, but at this moment, a group of gangsters came to the scene. Their faces were red, and they seemed to have drunk a lot of wine.
Soon, the waiter invited them to sit down and asked very uneasily, "Brothers! What do you want...what do you want to eat?"
"It's delicious! Give me some portions of all...and bring me some beer right away, quick!"
The fat guy who took the lead scolded him in displeasure, and the waiter quickly responded and left in a hurry.
At this time, the grassroots singer on the stage was singing a sad love song. Most people thought it was good after hearing this love song, but these gangsters drank a lot of wine and liked some songs from Legend of the Phoenix. What were they like?
"The Most Dazzling National Style", "Above the Moon", these songs are just enjoyable for them to listen to.
But now that grassroots singer on the stage was singing sad love songs about love, love, love, and the leader immediately became unhappy.
"What the hell are you singing? Like a sissy, shut up!"
The elder brother who took the lead scolded him unhappily.
As a result, as soon as he scolded the grassroots singer, he stopped singing.
He saw a smile on his face. After all, he knew that the gangster in front of him was not something he could mess with, so he smiled slightly and asked: "Brother, what song do you want to listen to? How about you order one and I'll
Sing to you."
"Shiba Mo, can you sing?"
The leading gangster had a lewd smile on his face and made a joke.
"Brother, I can't sing that...that song!" The grassroots singer frowned suddenly, and then said calmly.
"Can't sing?"
"Since you don't know how to sing, why don't you come out and do this? Come on, get out of here. I'm going to sing a song called 'Eighteen Touches' for everyone tonight, hahahaha!"