Chapter 781: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (25)

Chapter 781: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (25)

The dark and lonely boy and his red and white rose? (Twenty-five)

"Huh? Didn't you say that your photo shoot went smoothly? Why do you look like this?"

Wu Ge was a little curious when he saw the two people coming in.

Lance and Song Ning walked in one after another. Lance was okay, but Song Ning looked like he had scolded ten people and his expression looked extremely grumpy.

Lance glanced at him, "Is there something wrong with our expressions?"

Song Ning also looked over, his face full of questions.

Wu Ge: “…No, no problem?”

He said it in a way that he himself was a little bit unconvinced. No, does that mean it’s okay?

There's something a bit weird about these two people.

"Well, brother, you're worrying too much. We're just a little tired after a busy day."

Lance put down the milk tea in his hand and said, "I'm going to the bathroom first."

He stood up and left, and Wu Ge naturally turned his eyes to Song Ning.

"Are you really okay?"

Song Ning looked up at him, and his expression, as always, made Wu Ge feel filled with some inexplicable lethality.

"Nothing happened. Brother Lance is fine."

Wu Ge looked at him for a long time but couldn't see any clues. Then he received a phone call and was called away.

"Tell Lance to take a look at the documents on the table when he comes back. They're what he's going to use for his next variety show."

The man just left these words and then disappeared.

Song Ning raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the door, then looked at the document on the table that Wu Ge mentioned.

I want to see it, I really want to see it, but I dare not.

Nothing really happened, and Lance was actually fine. He was the only one with a problem.

Song Ning stood there in a daze for a while, then suddenly took out his cell phone and opened the album.

It's still there, the photo is still there, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to daydream.

In the bathroom.

"Eh? Brother Lance? Why are you here too? Oh, and you're wearing makeup?"

A vibrant voice sounded, and Lance looked over while washing his hands.

It was a mixed hair with blue and white highlights. He recognized it and was not sure, "Are you... Zhang Ziqian?"

"Yes, yes, it's me. Brother, do you still remember who I am? I'm so surprised!"

The blue-haired boy was about to rush over excitedly. Lance took several steps back with a serious look in his eyes. "Don't come over. Go to the toilet first."

Zhang Ziqian looked down at his pants and said, "Oh, sorry, I was too excited."

He ended the fight and closed the door, then rushed over and had a conversation with Lance.

Lance ignored it, but still made some conclusions.

In general, Zhang Ziqian and he both changed jobs from their original companies. Lance was poached by the agent, while Zhang Ziqian simply terminated his contract with his original company after seeing Lance coming here, and then successfully changed jobs by self-recommendation.

"Brother, I was thinking at the time that the company you chose must be right. Even if it's wrong, it must be better than the previous one, right? I don't really understand the industry, but I think you're different from me. You left as soon as you said you were leaving and you've already found a new company. You must know something."

Zhang Ziqian's face changed after he finished speaking, and he said in panic, "No, no, no, brother, listen to me, that's not what I mean. I'm not saying that there's anything wrong with you finding a new employer first. No, what I mean is that you are so good, brother, I'm sure many companies will take a fancy to you..."

The more he explained, the more confusing it became. Lance felt that there was originally only one fly, but now there were almost a hundred flies next to his ear.

He decisively interrupted the other party's self-debate, "So you called me for something?"

"what?"

Zhang Ziqian was confused for a moment before he said "Oh".

"No, are you okay? I just want to add you on WeChat and have dinner together later?"

Lance looked at him inexplicably, "Such a simple thing and you..."

"Forget it," he took out his phone, "Call me, I have other things to do."

If it weren't for the fact that his original shell had maintained a relatively 'friendly' setting since entering the circle, he really felt that it was meaningless.

Zhang Ziqian was a little depressed by what he said, but when he saw Lance actually took out his phone to add him as a friend, he immediately became happy again.

"Thank you, brother. I will pay more attention next time."

After adding WeChat, Lance didn't waste any more time.

He didn't forget that there was a secret photographer caught by him. As a result, the little mushroom who couldn't explain a word for a long time was probably still waiting for him to go back.

"Let's go, we'll talk next time."

"Okay bro, see you on the next show."

Zhang Ziqian also turned and left, but Lance turned his head to look at his back.

See you on the show?

What does that mean? Zhang Ziqian is also going to be on the show? Why didn't he remember this?

Lance leaned against the wall and looked through the database to confirm that there was such a person as Zhang Ziqian.

There was such a person as Zhang Ziqian in the previous world, but this guy remained unknown in his original company and never became famous in the end because of the existence of Linqi in the company.

So what's going on now?

After playing with the phone in his hand for a while, Lance felt something was strange.

"For now, we can only deal with it as it happens."

He muttered to himself and decided to go back first.

"Brother, are you back?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Ning, who had been picking his fingers in annoyance, suddenly had a flash of joy on his face, then picked up the document on the table and handed it over.

"Brother Wu is busy with something. He asked you to take a look at this file. He said you will need it for your next variety show."

"it is good."

Lance took it and opened it. Song Ning paid attention to his movements and suddenly sniffed it.

"what happened?"

Noticing his movements, Lance turned his head to look at him.

Song Ning didn't answer, but moved closer and sniffed.

He was not mistaken about the smell of perfume.

"...Brother, didn't you go to the bathroom?"

Song Ning leaned in close with his head down. Lance didn't see his expression and just thought it was a little strange. "Huh? Well, didn't I tell you first?"

Song Ning slowly raised his head, with something not quite right in his eyes.

"…I don't believe it, brother."

Lance closed the file and watched him.

"Why don't you believe it?"

Ningning's personality in this world did make him feel a little unpredictable, but he just went to the bathroom. Why did Ningning's expression now seem like he had done something wrong and felt sorry for Ningning?

Song Ning pursed his lips, with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Brother, you smell like perfume."

"perfume?"

Lance thought about it, and then remembered Zhang Ziqian who tried to rush over but was stopped by him with one hand.

"It should be from the person I bumped into in the bathroom just now. He smells pretty strong."

Song Ning's expression changed, "...Men's restroom?"

Lance laughed angrily and raised an eyebrow, "Do you think I'll go to the girls' room?"

After he said that, he suddenly remembered something, his smile deepened, and he rubbed the top of Song Ning's head.

"You, my little assistant, are controlling me? I think you haven't explained clearly about the secret photo you took of me just now?"