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Chapter 12 Personal Assistant

The two people who were frightened by the sound of thunder on the ground froze in place, staring blankly at the manager's appearance and then left in a daze.

Yuan Song withdrew his gaze from the door, looked up at Jiang Baizhou who was pulling his hands suddenly, his expression was a little shy and awkward, but the arms around his narrow waist loosened but did not let go.

Jiang Baizhou didn't look at him with flickering eyes, he gently pulled off the shackles around his waist, deliberately frowned and pretended to be calm, picked up the mobile phone on the dining table and summoned the manager back.

Jian Yan is 31 years old this year, with clear eyebrows and capable demeanor. Since returning again, she has been smiling all the time, without the rigidity and seriousness of a manager.

"You are Mr. Yuan's younger brother, Xiao Song, right?" Jian Yan put the things she bought on the dining table. She was obviously here to visit a doctor, and she didn't pay attention to Jiang Baizhou at all. She didn't even ask "Is he better?" Didn't say anything, all eyes were Yuan Song who was sitting at the dining table and was stared at uncomfortably.

"Well, Yuan Chengjing is my elder brother." Yuan Song looked up at Jian Yan who was circling around her, showing a soft and obedient smile.

This child looks so clean and good-looking!

The key point is that he has a good temper. If you look carefully, he still has a slight dimple when he smiles, which is very lovable and charming.

Then look at the expressionless thorn-headed Hades sitting on the sofa, huh, huh, it's up to you.

"Are you still used to being on the set? I heard from Director Liu that your acting is good. In the future, our company will have a good book. I will ask you to act in it!"

Yuan Song is good-looking, and he is popular with the audience at first glance. As long as he shows his face more in the future and spends money and pushes him, he will definitely have the potential to become popular.

"I..." Facing Jian Yan's excessive enthusiasm, Yuan Song was a little at a loss. In fact, he had no plans to enter the entertainment circle at all, and only wanted to take the male god home.He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Baizhou for help, but the other party ignored him, "Okay, if there is a chance in the future, I can."

Hehe responded with a smirk, he must not leave a bad impression on the male god's manager.

"Sister, have you eaten yet? Here is the breakfast bought by Brother Jiang, do you want some?" Yuan Song didn't want to talk about whether to enter the entertainment circle, trying to divert the other party's attention, so he warmly invited, The transition is natural, and it seems very sensible.

"No, no, no, we ate together before sending the children to school, so hurry up and eat." Jian Yan patted Yuan Song on the shoulder like a child, signaling him to eat quickly, and then she would be free to talk to her artist.

"Are you feeling better? I told you a long time ago that you can't skip meals and take medicines indiscriminately. Why didn't you listen?" Jiang Baizhou lost all face by scolding a child like a child.

Especially with Yuan Song, a little fanboy present, if he didn't fight back, he wouldn't be called Jiang Baizhou.

"What about me? Didn't you keep talking about hiring a new assistant? How long has it been, man? Are you so indifferent to your opponent's biggest cash cow?"

Sure enough, as usual, he choked up again without saying a few words.

However, they have long been accustomed to this kind of mutual hatred. Faced with Jiang Baizhou's teasing, Jian Yan was not afraid: "It's not your fault that you have too many things. I just throw one over and you have to ask for it?"

In fact, Jiang Baizhou was quite depressed when he was hospitalized unexpectedly this time. He didn't know that the seemingly common cold medicine should not be mixed with it.

When the topic fell on recruiting assistants, Yuan Song immediately became aware that he didn't want to take advantage of outsiders in this job of getting close to the male god.No matter how hard you have to fight.

"Brother Jiang, didn't you just agree to let me be your assistant?"

Yuan Song asked weakly, deliberately biting the word "just now" very hard.

The delicate atmosphere that was finally eased became ambiguous again.

Especially Jian Yan was surprised at first, and then with teasing thorns in her eyes, she scratched Jiang Baizhou from head to toe.

It seems to be saying, I can't see it, it's still hidden very deep, it's really embarrassing for you to deliberately find fault just now, tsk tsk!

"I don't agree!"

Jiang Baizhou was looked at inexplicably, and regretted that he should have been confused and soft-hearted just now, but now everything he said was like jumping into the Yellow River, and the more he washed, the dirtier he got.

"You didn't refuse either."

Yuan Song looked at him without blinking his eyes, narrating in a straightforward manner, completely like an honest man telling the truth.

Heh, if you don't talk about your feelings, Yuan Song will take it as acquiescing?

Jiang Baizhou was speechless. If he was given another chance to go back to Yuan Song begging for a hug, he would only want to say one word now: "No!"

"I think Xiao Song is very good, it's very suitable for you!" Jian Yan's tone of assisting was too obvious, and she immediately received a warning from Jiang Baizhou, and immediately changed her words, "No, it is very suitable for you as an assistant, give more to the children With some life experience, it is easy to get involved in acting in the drama!"

Well, it's quite convenient to use the identity of a small assistant to fall in love in the future.

Jian Yan's soul of gossip was burning, and after a quick brainstorm, she even vividly imagined the indescribable scenes in the future.

It's no wonder that people who have met Yuan Song want to be a matchmaker, mainly because they think the two are really a good match.

Regardless of appearance, personality or family background, no matter how you look at it, Jiang Baizhou has made money.

But the parties don't think so.

Seeing that the two of them were annoyingly singing and playing together, Jiang Baizhou ignored him, got up, gathered his things and left first.

The two people who stayed in the ward didn't care much, and they got together and started discussing the scope of work and salary as assistants.

***

Jiang Baizhou hugged Yuan Song in the ward, not only because he looked sad and pitiful at that time.

But he also remembered some unbearable past events, and he understood the helplessness and despair that seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.

The difference is that Won Song at least looks more optimistic than him.

Back on the set, Jiang Baizhou quickly recovered from his depression and continued to devote himself to the intense filming work.

Due to the unhealed cold and the physical exertion of the fighting scenes, he slept an extra hour in the lounge after lunch before continuing the afternoon filming.

Manager Jian Yan came over at noon and gave him the cold medicine prescribed by the doctor and tonics to increase immunity.

Poured out the corresponding amount of medicine from several different boxes, and then she watched Jiang Baizhou take it with her own eyes, lest he forget when he got busy.

The tonic is a traditional Chinese medicine boiled in the hospital. Several kinds of precious medicinal materials are added to it, and it is packed in small sealed bags. You can just take out a bag every day and drink it. It is very convenient, but it is a bit bitter.

Don't look at Jiang Baizhou who always looks cool and gangster in front of people, but behind his back he is really afraid of suffering, "It's difficult to take medicine."

If it wasn't for improving his physical fitness and not delaying work due to illness, he could just pick up these bitter traditional Chinese medicines and throw them into the trash can.

Later, Jian Yan didn't say anything else, she just asked for his room card and went to the hotel with a bag of medicine.Traditional Chinese medicine needs to be refrigerated in the refrigerator, otherwise it will easily deteriorate and lose its effect.

The manager came alone, and Jiang Baizhou looked behind him without any trace, but he didn't see Yuan Song who was going to be his little assistant.

He didn't seem to have any part in the show today, and he didn't see anyone until the end of work at night.

A friend of Liu Ru came back from abroad and drove directly to the party after work.

Jiang Baizhou asked the driver to take him back to the hotel. He first went to the nearby pet shop to see Xuerong, the dog son fostered by the manager, carefully fed him dog food and water, and played with him for more than 20 minutes before getting up and going back to the hotel. hotel.

After passing the service desk in the hardcover lobby, I walked to the elevator and remembered to give the room card to the agent.

So I went back and asked the lady at the front desk for a new room card.

Passing by Yuan Song's room, he deliberately stopped, the door was closed tightly and he didn't know if there was anyone inside.

Swipe the card to open the door and enter, lean on the wall and bend over to change shoes, and then wash your hands.

Before he had time to push the door of the bathroom, his tired nerves suddenly sharpened, and he suddenly realized that not only the lights were on in the room, but also the sound of a phone call!

Jiang Baizhou's first reaction was that he went to the wrong room!

He quickly turned around and strode to the door, staring at the house number for a while, if he read it correctly, it was 1206!

Oh shit!

He did not go wrong, that is a thief!

Regardless of his fear, Jiang Baizhou walked into the house in two steps, picked up a huge black umbrella on the porch cabinet, and charged towards him aggressively!

Before he could say the cruel words, he saw a pair of straight and fair long legs swaying gently on the sofa, like a weak willow, which was very pleasant.

His astonished eyes fell on the familiar back of his head, and Jiang Baizhou recognized that the "thief" lying there video chatting with someone was Yuan Song!

The heavy slamming of the umbrella handle finally caught Yuan Song's attention.

He looked back and bumped into Jiang Baizhou's frightening expression before he had time to restrain himself. He had just taken a shower, and the bathrobe on his chest was half open, exposing a large area of ​​skin to the air. With the shaking of his legs, the hem of the bathrobe barely covered him. Live in an important place.

Depend on!

Why didn't he hear anyone coming in.

Yuan Song cut off the phone with his eldest brother three times, five times and two times, and jumped up from the sofa in a hurry, pulling the skirt and hem of the clothes, all the movements were done in one go.

"Why are you in my room?"

With one hand in his pocket, Jiang Baizhou pressed the umbrella handle with the other. The umbrella stood straight up on the ground, like a sword in a hero's hand, especially domineering.

"Sister Jian asked me to come, saying that the things in your house are messed up like a doghouse, let me help you clean them up!" The bright chandelier exudes bright and warm light, shining on the handsome boy who has been washed clean, like jewels , some people can't take their eyes off.

Following the meaning of Yuan Song's words, Jiang Baizhou moved his eyes unnaturally, looked around, the room was much tidier, the dirty clothes spread on the sofa disappeared, and the messy toiletries on the dressing table were also placed. It was neatly arranged, and between sniffs, it seemed that there was the smell of Cordyceps soup wafting in from the small kitchen in the corner.

He didn't eat dinner, and he couldn't help swallowing lightly when he smelled the fragrance.

"I don't need you to clean it up for me, go back!"

Yuan Song's hair hadn't been dried yet, a few crystal drops of water left along his temples, embroidered in the dense nightgown on his shoulders, hidden from view.

Having been in the industry for so many years, Jiang Baizhou has never seen anything ridiculous.

Seeing Yuan Song appearing in such a dress, he was inexplicably annoyed.

That kind of feeling is like ink stains on the pure white clothes, which makes people feel regretful and angry.

Looking at his suddenly cold gaze, Yuan Song noticed something hinted by his current attire, his neck turned red instantly, and subconsciously explained with his hands tightening the neckline: "I didn't take a shower in your room! I did it in my own room!"

"I originally planned to heat up the Cordyceps soup in the casserole and leave, but my brother suddenly called a video, and there was my previous attending doctor on the opposite side, asking about my recovery, and then I forgot the time..."

I also forgot that I was not in my room.

Fortunately, the fire on the stove was turned down at that time, otherwise the casserole would probably burn now.

"The soup is a semi-finished product that I asked my aunt to make when I got home in the afternoon. It should be cooked by now. You can drink some...I'm leaving first!"

Yuan Song usually teases people up and keeps his mouth small, taking advantage of people with his words and hands.

But he really couldn't bear to go directly to sensitive topics.

It's better to run first as a respect, but don't make Jiang Baizhou feel that he is not a serious person.

Yuan Song ran away, and the house was fairly clean. Although it was not comparable to the cleaning ability of the aunt at home, it is probably unprecedented for the young master to be able to clean up to this level.

The Cordyceps soup in the pot is still bubbling and bubbling, exuding the unique warmth of human fireworks in the silent night.Jiang Baizhou has always thought that he likes to be alone and hates noise, after all, this circle is too chaotic.

Now, standing under the empty light, I suddenly feel a bit like the end of a stage play, with a little bit of loneliness that suddenly quiets down.

"Dong dong!"

A few unhurried knocks on the door knocked back Jiang Baizhou's thoughts.

He took two steps back in response, just in time to see Yuan Song who was holding the door frame with only his head exposed.

"Well, Sister Jian has agreed to let me be your assistant."

"I disagree."

Jiang Baizhou crossed his arms and said the words of refusal, but his tone was not firm, and his expression was ruffian and not serious.

"She has already paid me half a month's salary."

1 yuan.

"Return the money, but don't want anyone!" Jiang Baizhou wanted to laugh, and almost couldn't hold back.

"I don't! Whoever vomits the benefits of eating is a fool." Yuan Song shook his head like a pounding garlic.

"Take people's money, □□. I'll wake you up tomorrow! Good night!" After finishing speaking, before Jiang Baizhou could answer, he shrank his head, leaving only the sound of the door closing twice, then he went back to his room and could not come out .

The exhaustion of filming while sick, dissipated a lot with a nonsense.

On the days that I have taken for granted, suddenly there is a bit of indescribable joy, like a rainbow after the rain, and like a warm wind blowing away the coolness, unexpected, suddenly joyful.

Jiang Baizhou is most annoyed by being pestered and coerced, but Yuan Song seems to be a little different.

It looks sticky like fermented dough, but it is full of dense fermentation holes, sticky but not greasy, kind and breathable.

Turning off the open flame, Jiang Baizhou lifted the lid of the fragrant casserole. He had never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas, so he was inexplicably looking forward to the taste.

Take out the rice spoon, scoop the soup with your hands down, put it on your mouth and let it cool gently, slowly send it into your mouth, close your eyes and feel the taste.

"puff!"

It's so salty!It's dead!

This is how much salt is put!

Jiang Baizhou bent over and said "Bah Bah" again and again, almost being dumbfounded by the dark cooking.

Even though I drank half a bottle of pure water, it didn't wash away the astringency in my mouth.

In fact, the semi-finished product has already been salted, and Yuan Song didn't know it, so he dug two big spoonfuls of it himself.

After all, such a large pot of water needs to be boiled for more than an hour, and it will not work if there is less salt.

"What unlucky assistant, return the product! Don't!"