Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1112 1129【Say 'eat together' and you will die】Next
Song Zhichao never expected that Han Jiaren would appear in front of him in this form, so he couldn't help but look at Han Jiaren carefully again.

Not to mention, I don't know who put on this beautiful makeup for her. The whole person looks completely different from before, especially the charming and cold temperament, which makes people can't help but think about it.

Seeing Song Zhichao looking at herself like this, Han Jiaren inevitably felt a little proud.

In fact, she didn't even know why Song Zhichao looked at her like this, which would make her happier; on the other hand, if Song Zhichao was indifferent to her attire today, she might lose her temper and be very angry.

"Don't look, my landlord Song! I've been standing here for a long time, you won't let me in, will you?" Han Jiaren's big bright eyes flickered.

Song Zhichao: "Do you need something from me?"

Han Jiaren didn't wait for Song Zhichao to get out of the way, and directly squeezed into the room, "I won't take off my shoes. I just came back from the TV station and I'm very tired."

Song Zhichao took a look at her feet. She was wearing a pair of exquisite sandals with high heels and no back straps on her small, white and tender feet. Through the black gauze-like stockings, she could see that her toes were painted with beautiful black patterns, and her little feet looked abnormal. tender and beautiful.

"Your outfit... don't you think it's cold?" Song Zhichao asked.

After all, it is March in South Korea, and the weather is still very cold. A strong body like Song Zhichao dare not wear it like this.

Han Jiaren chuckled, "This is the clothes I wore in the commercial just now. My clothes are in my pocket."

Sure enough, Song Zhichao saw that she was still carrying a cloth bag in her hand.

Han Jiaren: "Just now when I came back from the TV station's car, the heater was turned on inside, and I didn't feel cold. Now that you said that, it's actually cold—fortunately, you have the heater on here."

While talking, Han Jiaren threw down her cloth pocket, sat down on the sofa where Song Zhichao was sitting just now, rubbed her hands together and said, "Hey, you will enjoy it, turn on the heater, drink beer, and watch blind dates The program, life is too petty bourgeois."

After saying this, Han Jiaren began to look around Song Zhichao's room again, and said, "I've been here a few times and haven't looked at it carefully. Your place is quite clean——where's the little nanny? Is she still on vacation?"

Song Zhichao went to open the refrigerator and asked her, "Mineral water or beer?"

"Same as you, beer!"

Song Zhichao brought over the beer, but saw that Han Jiaren had already taken his can of beer and was drinking it.

"I drank that can." Song Zhichao said.

"I don't think you're dirty." Han Jiaren said.

Song Zhichao sat down next to him and opened a beer.

Han Jiaren: "Hey, why don't you ask me about the TV commercial I filmed just now?"

"What ad?" Song Zhichao knew in his heart that it must be a chocolate ad, because it was he who arranged for Han Jiaren to enter the TV station and sign an advertising contract.

"Chocolate advertisement!" Han Jiaren looked very excited, and she didn't know whether it was because the heater was turned on or because she drank beer, her pretty face was stained with a blush, and she looked very charming.

"Oh, congratulations."

"What do you mean by congratulations? Seeing that you are neither salty nor salty, you seem to have known it a long time ago." Han Jiaren complained.

Song Zhichao had no choice but to smile, held up the beer, and said to Han Jiaren, "Come on, let's raise our glasses! Congratulations on your commercial success!"

"Cut, hypocrisy!" Han Jiaren threw off her high-heeled sandals and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Song Zhichao glanced at her.Fortunately, this girl knew what was going on, so she took a pillow and put it on her lap for fear of losing everything.

"Let me tell you, chocolate commercials are not something that ordinary people can shoot. There are three or six grades of models in this advertisement. Ordinary models can only be plane models in magazines, and after that, they are TV models for TV commercials. There are also several types of TV models, some for daily necessities, some for cosmetics, and some for mobile phones, car advertisements... Among them, the ones for chocolates are already considered very high-end!" Han Jiaren raised her pretty face and said, Said proudly.

Song Zhichao: "..."

Speechless.

"Ahem, your sudden visit is to popularize advertising knowledge for me, right?"

"Tch, you are really boring, you don't know what is euphemism, what is creating an atmosphere, getting to the point..."

"There is no need to create an atmosphere, you can go straight to the point..."

"I'm here to pay you back!"

Song Zhichao: "Uh..."

Looking at Han Jiaren again, he took out his kun bag from his cloth pocket, and then took out a wad of money from the bag, handed it to Song Zhichao and said, "You count, besides the rent, there is also money owed to you."

Song Zhichao took it, but didn't count it. Instead, he asked Han Jiaren, "Where did you get so much money?"

Han Jiaren: "This... I got it from stock speculation."

"Stock trading? Didn't you say you have no money to trade in stocks?"

"Ahem, I just received the signing bonus that day, and you just let me buy Samsung stock, and Samsung stock just happened to skyrocket, so I... just took a gamble!" Han Jiaren avoided Song Zhichao's eyes, not daring to look into his eyes.

"That is to say, you lied to me that I have no money, and then used the money to speculate in stocks!"

"Ahem, you can't say that." Han Jiaren said lapily, "I just stayed in my hands for a few more days with the money that should be paid back to you."

Song Zhichao: "You are sophistry."

"I'm lucky! If you don't do this, how can you pay off your debts at once and make a fortune." Han Jiaren pointed to Song Zhichao, "You don't count?"

"Don't count, I can trust you!"

"No, you'd better count!"

"What are you counting, you won't give me a few less, right?"

"You... are so boring!"

I don't know why Han Jiaren suddenly got angry and got up to leave. After walking a few steps, she turned around and glared at Song Zhichao angrily, saying, "It's just boring if it's not interesting!"

Song Zhichao: "..."

I don't know what's wrong with this girl.

……

Watching Han Jiaren leave, Song Zhichao remained motionless.

After Han Jiaren really left, Song Zhichao sniffled, and the charming fragrance of Han Jiaren's body was still filling the room, making one's heart tremble.

To be honest, Song Zhichao was really tempted when facing Han Jiaren just now. After all, he was dressed like that, and he was still sitting in front of you, flirting with you. Let me ask you, who can resist.

Song Zhichao rubbed his nose and said to himself, fortunately she left.

When he got up, Song Zhichao was about to throw the received money into the drawer. After thinking about it, he picked it up and counted it. Sure enough, there were a few extra pieces in it, and there was a small note in it, on which someone wrote the money in Qingxiu written in his handwriting: The extra 30 won will be counted as interest!

Song Zhichao couldn't help but laugh.

No wonder I always let myself count the money, it turned out that not only was there not less, but also more.

Just when Song Zhichao was holding the money and laughing dumbfoundedly, the door was suddenly opened again, Han Jiaren poked his head in, and asked in a bad tone, "Have you eaten yet?"

Song Zhichao: "Uh, not yet—I'm about to eat."

Han Jiaren: "Me neither."

Song Zhichao: "..."

Han Jiaren was annoyed: "You will die if you say 'eat together'?"

Song Zhichao: "Then let's eat together?"

Han Jiaren: "Okay!"

Then he added, "Your treat!"

Song Zhichao looked at the extra 30 won and figured out what to eat so as not to lose money.

(End of this chapter)