out of control wildfire

Chapter 19 Do You Have a Boyfriend
The manager panicked and said, "Mr. Shi, I'm really sorry. Maybe we made a mistake when purchasing. I apologize to you for what happened just now. This is a very small matter. It can be done in private and there is no need to go to court." , feel free to ask for any conditions you have."

Chen Wanghan was amused, with a sneer on his handsome face: "Why didn't you say that to that girl just now, you won't admit it until you are exposed, you really have a tough style, you only bully little girls."

Both the manager and the staff wanted to block Shi Huang's way, and didn't want him to leave.

Shi Huang said coldly: "If you stop me again, I will call the market supervision department directly. According to the "Product Quality Law of the People's Republic of China", if you counterfeit and use other people's brands, your illegally produced products and illegal gains will be confiscated. I just want to think about [-] yuan a bottle." , according to your sales method, it is enough to revoke the business license."

The restaurant manager's footsteps stopped suddenly, covered in cold sweat, and the elevator just arrived, the manager and other staff watched helplessly as Shi Wang and Chen Wanghan got on the elevator and left.

Shi Wang pressed the button on the -1 floor, and Chen Wanghan sighed beside him: "Shi Wang, do you know why you always attract girls? You can help me whether you like it or not. Did you see that girl heard you?" When I was called Shi Wang, my eyes sparked when I looked at you."

Love the delusion, you will know whose wine it is at the first glance.

After drinking ten bottles in a row, I met myself again, and it was a hero who saved the beauty. It was a fateful first encounter.

Shi Wang remained unwavering: "There's no need to spread rumors about the girl, it's just a chance encounter."

Chen Wanghan shook his head: "You really don't understand, you always seduce other girls' girls' hearts, and when they come to chase you, they sternly refuse, which makes them sad."

Shi Huang said indifferently: "It doesn't matter whether the other party is a man or a woman to help, that bottle of wine was sold under the name of Yangliu'an, so it has something to do with me."

Chen Wanghan suddenly looked at the phone in his hand: "You have a message on your phone."

When Shi Huang lowered his head, a message popped up on his phone screen.

『The @天天晚晚 you follow posted a new blog post. 』

With a calm expression on his face, he put his phone in his pocket.

Chen Wanghan didn't pay much attention: "Go ahead and drive, take me back."

Shi Zhuang said coldly: "It's not on the way."

Chen Wanghan asked: "Hey, drop by, where are you going?"

Shi Wang looked towards the elevator door, and the elevator door opened with a ding, and his heart was a little turbulent: "Buy herbal tea."

When Shi Huang arrived at the rehearsal room, everyone was chatting in twos and threes as usual.

Shi Huang put the cup of herbal tea that moistens the throat and clears the lungs on the seat where he usually sits during the daytime sleep, and started to read his own script, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

Lu Yuan came in with a bunch of packages in his arms: "The actors of Venus come here to pick up their costumes. The costumes have arrived."

Everyone's attention was attracted, and the actors of Venus swarmed up: "Hey, let me see, I'm Cupid, where are my clothes?"

"Is this the third girl's?"

"Is the second male lead not here?"

"He, he said that his throat is very uncomfortable. When he went to the hospital, he found that it was jaw inflammation. He couldn't speak, let alone read lines. He had to choose someone to replace him."

Everyone else's clothes had been collected, leaving only Zhou Mian and Shi Wang's clothes. Lu Yao handed Shi Wang's clothes to him casually: "Shi Wang, your performance clothes."

Shi Wang took a look: "Thank you."

People around opened the package and complained: "What's the matter, the thread is so easy to tie, what manufacturer did you find?"

"Forget it, just cut it off."

Shi Wang suddenly raised his head and said, "President, give me the day sleeper too."

Lu Yao said to him, "It's just right, you can give it to your partner. I have to rehearse another scene."

Shi Wang took it over and opened the package. Inside was a set of pure white long skirt. Just seeing it, I could already imagine how outstanding the effect would be, but like other actors said, there were a lot of threads.

The tail of the thread was burned with a lighter, and it was scorched into a hard node, which was really easy to pierce.

Shi Wang took out the scissors from the pen holder on the table.

Holding the long skirt with his slender fingers, he felt at a glance that it should be used to hold the book, holding the light gauze skirt. He quietly lowered his eyes, cut off the threads, folded them and put them back, as if they had never been touched.

When the daytime sleep came, the evening came, and the gorgeous sunset glowed on her smoky green dress, as if her dress was so magnificent, and the hair dyed brown because of shooting magazines was curled into fungus curls, just like in Western mythology. Those goddesses with fair skin and light hair.

As soon as she got to her usual seat, she saw a stack of clothes on the table. She picked it up curiously, and it turned out to be costumes.

Other members enthusiastically reminded her: "The thread of this costume is tied, senior sister, remember to cut it, otherwise it will be tied."

Daysleep responded: "Okay."

She picked it up and turned it over but didn't find a thread.

Others also noticed: "Is there no thread in yours?"

Day sleep is unknown, so: "No."

Others didn't think much about it, they just thought it was due to the uneven quality, and enviously said: "That's great, I don't need to bother cutting it."

There was a slight smile in Shi Huang's eyes.

Day Mian didn't take it to heart, sat down, and only noticed the cup of Cantonese-style herbal tea in front of him.

She was a little puzzled.

Gu Qingxu said that he would stay at the law firm today and had no time to come.

Shi Wang suddenly said: "I bought it, don't you have a sore throat?"

Day Mian turned to look at him, stunned for a moment.

And his eyes were calm: "This kind of herbal tea soothes the throat."

But this is not Guangdong Province, where herbal teas are not everywhere. Authentic Cantonese-style herbal teas are not easy to buy.

Day Mian just said politely: "Thank you."

She said, but she didn't intend to touch the cup of herbal tea.

The weather in early autumn is already slightly cool, and the temperature at night is pleasant. Even looking at the most annoying person, my heart is inexplicably calm.

In Shi Wang's peripheral vision, she never touched that cup of herbal tea.

She took out a stack of freshly printed scripts from her bag.

Because she gave Zhang Shuang her own, she went to type up another copy, even with the residual heat of the printer at the moment.

Shi Wang also lowered his head and flipped through the pages, sorting out the new script, the snow-white pages were flying, and the sunset outside the window was thick, he suddenly said: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

His tone was very light, so light that he thought he had heard wrong during the day sleep.

But it was Shi Wang who wanted to ask.

She looked at him subconsciously: "what?"

And Shi Wang also raised his head, at this moment the glow flowed back into the rehearsal room, coating his outline with a layer of gold, his eyes as cold as snow fixedly looked at her: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

His voice is not high, very ordinary volume, very ordinary questions, still has a low and hoarse smoke voice, but if you ask in public, no matter how hidden you are, there is a risk of being overheard.

Day Mian met his deep gaze, and was stunned there, but only took it as his casual question.

(End of this chapter)