I heard that I'm a black fan

Chapter 10 10. Are you playing with fire?
"Uh... I've already said it, to prevent you from delaying your creation by delivering food all day long."

An Sheng really felt that Li Zhien regarded him as a fool, and she could say such an outrageous excuse, and she said it so openly.

"Do you think I believe it?"

Li Zhien tilted his head slightly and frowned, with a thoughtful expression, he said, "How do I know whether you believe it or not?"

"But you have already promised me, you won't go back on your word."

An was angry and turned to joy: "It seems that I only promised you to write the script for you, but I didn't promise your job."

"Then why don't you say yes?"

"Why should I agree?" An Sheng didn't want to repeat these watery questions: "I have my own job, and I am happy doing it. Why should I go to your place?"

An Sheng said this after some thought. After all, he is a black fan. If he appeared in her studio, he would not be poked in the back by others.He didn't want to do this kind of thing like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

Li Zhien's cell phone rang here, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.

An Sheng watched her get up and leave to answer the phone, while he was sitting in the living room. To be honest, he hadn't seen her mansion well since he came in, but An Sheng was a little bit reluctant to look at it, because he felt that people lived by faith , he was afraid that if he took a closer look at her mansion, his dream would be hit.

So he sat quietly in his seat, thinking about the problem that he couldn't figure out just now, what is Li Zhien's plan.

It wasn't long before Li Zhien came back, she first said sorry, and then sat back.

"Are you happy delivering food?" she asked.

An Sheng is speechless, is this a question of happiness?This is a question he doesn't want to go to.

"It doesn't matter whether you are happy or not, if I go to your place, how will your staff react when they see me as a black fan?"

"What do you care about them?" Li Zhien seemed determined to let An Sheng go to work with him: "Besides, you are so thick-skinned that you are afraid of what others will say?"

It was the first time that a person who was not a friend said he had a thick skin, but An Sheng couldn't refute it. After all, a black fan could enter her house and chat for so long, if it wasn't for his thick skin, he would have been ashamed to death.

"You don't want to be attacked by life, I'm just not afraid of life." An Sheng made a little excuse and said: "'Besides, what does this have to do with thick skin? Don't you think it's strange? One of you Is it reasonable for black fans to go to work in your company?"

The light that was shining on An Sheng's head just now is now slowly tilting towards Li Zhien's face, a beam of light embellishes the tender white skin, giving people a mysterious beauty.

"It matches."

An Sheng smacked his lips, "Okay, if you say yes, then yes, but I won't go."

Li Zhien looked at him, and felt that dry talk could no longer make sense to him, so he released a big move.

"How much money do you make delivering food a month now?"

"Can I tell you this?" An Sheng refused to answer.

"I can give you twice the price now, and it's easier than delivering food now." Li Zhien stated her conditions.

An Sheng immediately changed his countenance, "If you hadn't said this condition earlier, if you had said it earlier, there would be nothing to worry about."

Li Zhien was also a little overwhelmed by An Sheng's sudden change of face: "Are you agreeing?"

"Of course, boss." An Sheng even changed his address.

Li Zhien's heart is too tired, if he knew it was so easy to say, he didn't have to spend so much talking before.

"Boss, may I ask, what is your job?"

Since An Sheng has agreed to go to work, he should ask clearly what he is going to do so that he can understand in advance. As the saying goes, don't fight uncertain battles.

"Do you know Iutv?"

"Of course, I've finished watching them all." An Sheng said flauntingly, "It's not nonsense to tell you that I know you better than your true fans."

Li Zhien nodded: "That's good, IUTV has no photographers anymore, I want you to be a photographer."

"That's a good relationship. Do you know what I was doing before I delivered food? I'm someone who has resisted the camera on TV." An Sheng began to brag, and the expression on his face was completely different from before.

"Hehe." Li Zhien sneered, the person who refused to agree just now is so attentive now, he is really a fickle man.

"Then there is no problem and you can go to work tomorrow." Li Zhien reminded him because he was afraid that he would not know the location of the company.

An Sheng promises to be there on time tomorrow morning.

Just like that, the conversation between the two ended, and An Sheng became Li Zhien's employee in a daze.

Sitting on the steps in the entrance, An Sheng was putting on his shoes, and Li Zhien walked behind him at some point.

Looking at his right foot, he said slowly, "Does it hurt?"

An Sheng looked up and saw Li Zhien, and realized that he was talking about the scar on his foot.

"It doesn't hurt a long time ago." An Sheng recalled that his voice became lower before, "But it really hurt at that time."

"I must have suffered a lot."

"It's okay, we're all here." An Sheng put on his shoes and stood up: "Then boss, we'll see you tomorrow morning."

An Sheng smiled at Li Zhien.

Li Zhien was in a trance, as if she had returned to her school days. The senior she had a crush on smiled at her with his back to the sun one afternoon. The clean and sunny boy seemed to be shining, which Li Zhien could not forget.

It took a long time until An Sheng pushed open the door and walked out before Li Zhien regained his composure.

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"You agreed so easily?" Zhao Lang asked An Sheng when the screen returned to the second floor of the fried chicken shop.

An Sheng nodded: "Yes, she offered such a good treatment, why should I refuse."

"Didn't you say it was a trap?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"Aren't you afraid that she will plot against you?"

"I'm afraid, but do the calculations, I don't have much money anyway."

An Sheng was quite calm, but Zhao Lang was in a hurry.

"You're fucking out of your mind. You jumped into it even though you knew it was a trap."

"Then how do I know it's a trap if I don't jump?"

"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Lang asked after thinking about his words.

The corners of An Sheng's mouth turned up, and he said in a playful tone, "Since I can't figure out why she would do this, then I simply don't think about it, and just 'find the answer by myself, can't I?"

"You mean how can you get a tiger's cub if you don't enter the tiger's den?"

"It can be explained in this way."

Zhao Lang used a sentence that a domineering president often appears.

"You are playing with fire."

At this time, Xiao Liu downstairs shouted.

"The store manager, here comes the customer."

After Zhao Lang replied, he looked at An Sheng: "I still say the same thing, don't play yourself to death."

After finishing speaking, he walked down.

An Sheng sat alone on the second floor in a daze.

(End of this chapter)