Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

When the man saw Song Ci turning his head, he didn't pay much attention at first. He just looked at his side face and thought he looked better than ordinary people.

When he turned around completely, he had white skin and red lips, those beautiful peach eyes with pink at the end of the eyes, and the pupils were also unique and charming light amber like gems.

He nodded politely and said, "It's okay."

The boy is young and immature, but his temperament is not childish at all, giving people the feeling of a noble son.

The man was a little fascinated, and it took him a long time to recover, and his expression was a little excited.

Isn't this exactly the person he was looking for? !
He immediately reached out his hand to Song Ci: "Hello! My name is Wen Zhuo'an and I am a director. I would like to ask if you want to make a film?"

Song Ci took a look at him and saw that he was carrying a camera on his back. He was very artistic, and he was so young, he thought this man was a photographer.

Seeing that Song Ci looked at him without speaking, the man was afraid that he would think he was a liar, so he showed him his ID card, "This is my ID card, I really didn't lie to you!"

Song Ci was really not interested in these things. He felt for the money left in his pocket, thinking whether to have a meal first and then go back, or to take a taxi back directly...

Looking up at the thin rain outside, he sighed.

"When will this rain stop?"

He still planned to walk back on two legs.

Wen Zhuo'an immediately looked down at his phone. The weather forecast said that it would rain until the early hours of the morning. Doesn't that mean he would have a long time to convince this boy?

Wen Zhuo'an's eyes shined, in order to make himself look more friendly and approachable, instead of scaring people away with a weird look, so——

He raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed: "I just watched this for a while and probably couldn't stop."

"What's your name, please?"

Song Ci raised his eyelids and turned his gaze to him.

Why is this person so strange?
Wen Zhuo'an said again: "May I ask if you have this idea?" Seeing that Song Ci didn't seem to catch a cold, he immediately used his trick: "If you come, you will definitely become popular. By then, it will spread all over the world, and many, many people will Knowing you, there will be a lot of money!"

"If you come, I will definitely pay you a salary that will never be less. If you think it is unreliable, the salary can be paid on the same day, and I can assure you..."

Song Ci agreed without waiting for Wen Zhuoan to finish speaking.

Just now when Zhuo An said he could make money, he was really moved. Later, when he heard him talk about salary, he asked directly: "Are you filming? When will you start working?"

He didn't react so fast at all, and said after a while: "If you don't worry, next month..."

Song Ci frowned slightly. Now that he only has 120 yuan left in his body and hasn't eaten dinner, is he sure he can survive until next month?

"Can't it be tomorrow?"

Song Ci muttered: "I don't know if I can advance my salary in advance..."

Wen Zhuoan listened, and immediately raised his head at the previous sentence. He thought that the child would not agree, but he did not expect that he would start work tomorrow!
This is like a pie falling from the sky!
Who doesn't want to start work early, and start work one month late and spend an extra month's money. I didn't expect this child to be like this!
While Wen Zhuo'an was happy, he heard Song Ci's unintentional words, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly understood.

Knowing that the kid must be short of money, Wen Zhuo'an was very wise and said to him: "If you really want to go tomorrow, after signing the contract, I can pay you some money in advance."

Song Ci stroked his chin, smiled at him and reached out to pat his shoulder.

Wen Zhuo'an hadn't figured out his attitude yet.

"Let's go?" Song Ci looked at him.

"Ok?"

"Find a place to eat some food first, and then sign the contract after eating." Song Ci smiled and winked at him: "Isn't it too much for Director Wen to invite you to have a meal?"

Wen Zhuo'an knew that he was willing, so he was naturally very happy!He said several times in a row: "Good!"

Wen Zhuoan pulled him as if he was afraid that he would run away, waved his hand, took a taxi in the rain, and picked a restaurant with good reviews to eat.

After waiting for Song Ci to eat and drink enough, he called someone to send the contract, and Song Ci signed it after flipping through it casually.

Wen Zhuo'an took a few more glances: "Xiaoci, don't you take a look?"

Song Ci naturally finished watching, glanced at Wen Zhuo'an, and said with a smile: "Of course I trust Director Wen."

Wen Zhuoan felt that he was gradually trusted by the young man now, and his heart was moved for a while, and then he taught Song Ci with a sense of responsibility: "Xiao Ci, although I am not lying to you, if you sign a contract with a company or do other things in the future, you must pay attention to it. !"

"Not everyone is as good as Uncle. There are many scammers in the outside world, so be careful!"

Song Ci nodded seriously.

After just one meal, Song Ci and Wen Zhuo'an had already gotten to know each other so well that Wen Zhuo'an wished to give Song Ci half of his family fortune now.

But Song Ci still had a conscience, as long as he got what he deserved, listening to the bank card prompt on his phone, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

Satisfied, he put the phone in his pocket, and sighed silently in his heart: Sure enough, only when you hold something in your hand can you feel safe!
When it was time to go, it was Wen Zhuo'an who took the initiative to pay for someone to send Song Ci back.

Wen Zhuo'an waved his hand: "Xiaoci, I'll be waiting here tomorrow, where I'll pick you up for filming!"