I heard that I'm a black fan

Chapter 13 13. The First Day

In the early morning, there is no singing of birds and fragrance of flowers, nor sunshine.

It has been sunny for a week, suddenly turned cloudy this morning, then slowly began to rain and finally turned into pouring rain.

Zhao Lang looked out of the window, the heavy rain covered his vision, and muttered in his mouth, "It's a good thing you bought the goods early, otherwise you'd be a loser."

There was no one at the fried chicken shop in the morning, even the cashier Xiao Liu hadn't come yet, Zhao Lang stood alone in the back kitchen preparing the ingredients.

An Sheng came down from the second floor. It was Xu's first day at work. He was dressed a little more seriously than usual, but still very similar to usual.

There was the sound of rain outside the house. The street in the morning was similar to the fried chicken shop. It was very deserted. Coupled with the rain, there was a sense of desolation.

Zhao Lang came out from the back kitchen, looked at An Sheng and said, "Aren't you going to work?"

An Sheng pulled out a chair and sat down, saying, "No hurry." Then he rubbed his feet gently.

Zhao Lang looked at him and said, "Does your foot hurt again?"

An Sheng nodded slightly and continued rubbing his feet.

Because of the car accident in the past few years, An Sheng's feet were left with sequelae, which started to hurt when it rained, and sometimes even when it wasn't raining.

Not long after Zhao Lang went up to the second floor, he came down again, holding a hot towel in his hand, handing it to him and saying, "Why don't you go today."

An Sheng shook his head and wrapped his feet with a towel: "How can we not go, we have already agreed."

"But your feet."

The corner of An Sheng's mouth twitched lightly and said: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much this time, it should be fine after applying it."

"Don't force yourself."

"I know. I'm not stupid. If it really hurts, I don't need you to tell me. I'm lying on the bed now."

Zhao Lang thought for a while, and what An Sheng said made sense, because this guy was never someone who would do nothing for work.

At this time, the door of the fried chicken shop was pushed open, and a man walked in. This man was not too tall, and he was not too handsome. He wore glasses and looked very gentle.

He is Zheng Xiuxian, the owner of the intersection convenience store, and a friend of An Sheng and Zhao Lang.

"Yo, it's so early." An Sheng greeted him.

Zhao Lang also nodded slightly towards him.

"I came so early to see you, did you really go to work?" Zheng Xiuxian looked at Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang nodded without denying it, acknowledging the fact that An Sheng really went to work.

"Isn't it obvious to me?" An Sheng pointed to his white shirt, a pair of loose sweatpants, and a pair of white shoes on his feet. He was dressed in a very ordinary way, but with An Sheng's face in the ordinary Dressing up is also eye-catching.

"Then I wish you a bright future." Zheng Xiuxian sat opposite him, looked at his feet covered with towels, and saw the rain outside, "It hurts again."

Anson nodded.

"It seems that I really found a job for Xinyi. Otherwise, with your urinating nature, how could you go out to work again if your feet hurt."

Jung Soo Hyun also seems to know An Sang well.Asked: "Where do you work?"

"I won't tell you." An Sheng took off the towel, put on his shoes and stood up: "Slip away, work hard today, you."

After speaking, An Sheng walked towards the door.

"I said, why are you going, it's raining so heavily outside." Zheng Xiuxian stopped him.

An Sheng turned around: "I don't know."

Zheng Xiuxian threw a key at him speechlessly: "Slow down, don't scratch me."

An Sheng caught the key thrown by him. This is the new car Zheng Xiuxian bought last month. He smiled and said, "That's it."

Zheng Xiuxian's car was a medium-sized SUV, parked in the parking space next to his convenience store, An Sheng came to his car with an umbrella, pressed the lock, opened the door and sat in.

The engine sounded, and the car started slowly. After turning a corner, it disappeared into the heavy rain.

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Driving Zheng Xiuxian's new car, he came to Li Zhien's studio. An Sheng had never been to this place, but he always knew that it was a very famous office building.

This office building is not very tall, and there are not many companies inside, but the location is relatively good, next to a shopping mall.

Li Zhien's studio is on the sixth floor, and An Sheng took the elevator up to the sixth floor.When the elevator door opened, Pei You was standing in front of the elevator door, which really shocked An Sheng.

Pei Youzheng looked at An Sheng without any expression on his face.

An Sheng also recovered from the momentary stupor just now, and took the initiative to say, "Oh, what a coincidence."

"It's not a coincidence, I'm here to wait for you." Just like the expression on his face, he spoke without any emotion, like a robot.

"wait for me?"

Pei Youzheng ignored him and turned around: "Come with me."

An Sheng looked at his back, and shook his head secretly with the way he spoke. He has already done such a mental construction. After all, he is a black fan, and he suddenly appeared in the artist's company. It's fine if he doesn't kick you out. It really doesn't matter, not to mention that An Sheng doesn't care so much.

He followed and began to get close.

"What do you call that old man?"

"I think it's not too much for you to yell at you brother than me."

"Brother, how many people are there in our company?"

"Aren't there many girls?"

"..."

Pei Youzheng, who was annoyed by An Sheng all the way, couldn't bear it.

"To shut up."

An Sheng accepted it as soon as he saw it, shut his mouth decisively, and followed him to a place similar to a conference room.

Pei Youzheng took out two contracts and handed them over to An Sheng.

"Look, if there is no problem, sign." The tone was still cold.

An Sheng took the contracts and looked at them carefully. One was for the script and the other was for the work. After reading it, there was no problem. They were basically what Li Zhien said.

He picked up a pen and signed.

Pei Youzheng put away the contract, took out his phone and sent a text message, then stared at Ansheng.

With his elbows on the table, his hands crossed, his eyes more aggressive than before, he said, "I don't know what happened between you and Zhien, and I don't know what deal you two have reached, I just want to tell you Be an honest person here, and do things safely and steadily.”

"Uh." I thought he would say something threatening, but he was suddenly asked to be a good person, which really caught him off guard.

"I have always been a law-abiding citizen, and I have never done anything illegal, don't worry." An Sheng looked at him and said.

"It's best." Pei Youzheng stood up after finishing speaking, "Not many people here know that you are a black fan, so don't be too frightened."

In fact, it was Li Zhien's request to hide An Sheng's former black fan, and they could only follow the boss's words.

"Oh, yes." An Sheng agreed.

Pei Youzheng opened the door and left, leaving Ansheng alone.

(End of this chapter)