"Where are you? Our food is coming up soon. Come here quickly. " Zhang Han sent this message to Wei Shang. After waiting in the barbecue shop for a long time, everyone ordered the food and drink they wanted. They could have a rest during the holiday. In addition, they were happy when someone invited them to dinner. They were so excited that no one paid attention to whether Wei Chen, the little assistant, was coming.

"I'm on my way. I'll be there in a minute." Wei Shang took a look at the map of his mobile phone, and the top right showed that it was only 500 meters away from the barbecue shop.

"Well, when you come, you can order what you want."

In fact, Wei Chen is not willing to participate in this kind of dinner, because the people present are actually their own working partners, not their real friends. They can't relax at all. They have to be cautious in speaking and doing things, for fear that they will bring bad influence to their artists. If he usually had lunch first, he would try his best to push it off. But this time, because it was the artist of his own company who celebrated his birthday, or Zhang Han, who usually had a good relationship with him, he had no choice but to stick to his head.

"Xiaohan, here I am." In order not to attract everyone's attention as far as possible, Wei Shang carried the flowers behind him, did not say hello to anyone in advance, and went directly to Zhang Han's side with the waiters in and out.

"Sit down and eat. You're just in time. We're just about to start baking."

"Well, happy birthday! I wish you a big show." At the right time, Wei Shang also handed the flowers to Zhang Han.

"Good Thank you When Zhang Han saw that the flowers were Calla Lily and tulip, her eyes suddenly darkened, but at least she was an actor, so she immediately pulled out a polite smile.

"Here's the menu. What would you like to eat? You can add it yourself. "

"Well, good." Wei Han sat down next to Zhang Han, but because this table was full of directors and producers, he felt that the serious atmosphere had not yet been transformed from his work. Everyone was more restrained and had few words. Compared with the happy atmosphere of other tables, the people sitting at this table had not finished a meal and almost suffered from internal injuries.

"Xiaohan, it suddenly occurred to me that there were still some things I didn't deal with. I had almost eaten, so I left first. Don't worry. Take your time." The director knew that he was the one who killed people at the official level, which made everyone feel uncomfortable, so he didn't prepare to stay any longer. He just drank two drinks and started to leave.

"All right, director, you go ahead."

"Xiaohan, I have something to do. Take your time!" The director took the lead, and most of the people at this table are going to leave.

"Well, if you have something to do, go ahead and see you on set tomorrow." Zhang Han quickly got up to see them off.

"Let's keep eating." With the directors and producers gone, there are only Jiang Lei left at this table and several actors who play with Zhang Han.

This kind of dinner who stay to the last who embarrassing situation, a meal has not eaten half an hour, people have almost scattered, even if not scattered is other people's small groups, people talk about their own private affairs, whether happy or sad, and Zhang Han has nothing to do with.

Originally, the invitation to dinner was just a form of walking. Seeing people scattered, Zhang Han was going to the front desk to check out with his wallet.

"Take your time. I've already settled the bill. I'll tell the front desk what I want to add. It's all on my head."

"OK, take your time, Xiaohan." Those small groups got up and sent Zhang Han to the gate. They went back to continue their carnival.

Zhang Han waves and Wei Shang get into a taxi.

"To the seaside." Zhang Han is too strong to drink, but just now because the directors and producers all offered her wine, she even drank several cups. Now she felt her temples rising, mixed with the stuffy feeling of her chest. She didn't know whether she was drunk or not.

"It's good to go to the seaside for a breeze." Although I don't know why Zhang Han wants to go to the seaside, Wei Han doesn't ask much. As a little assistant, he will follow.

"No, I've left a lot of presents for you at the barbecue shop. I'll come back tomorrow and pick them up." Wei Chen looked at the empty back seat of the car, thought about holding a handful of flowers when he went there, and then thought about how many gifts the crew had given him. When he patted his head, he found that he was all in the barbecue shop.

"No, no, I don't like the presents anyway. It's all flowers, little cakes and so on. There's no originality. "

"Good OK, I see Wei Han didn't know what to answer, and he didn't dare to turn his head to see Zhang Han. After spending so much time with Zhang Han, she was always smiling, but now he knew that Zhang Han was angry. Because what he sent is the flower that Zhang Han didn't have originality in his mouth. He carefully pondered the tone of Zhang Han Gang's words, sending flowers is really insincere, just need a telephone flower can be sent, he thought in his heart whether to send a gift again.

"You don't like flowers, Xiaohan. Why don't I give you a new gift? How about lipstick, perfume? Or a skirt... "

"No, I can't use up all the things you said the sponsor gave me. Let it go."

An evil idea flashed through Zhang Han's heart. She wanted to be bold once.

"Why don't you grant me a request.""Yes, but if it's within my power."

"Here we are. Down from here we'll be by the sea." The driver's words timely interrupted the strange atmosphere in the car.

"What is that requirement?" Wei morning scan code payment Kung Fu, Zhang Han has run to the beach.

In the evening, there are few people on the beach. In addition, it is autumn, and the sea breeze is freezing.

"Come on, put on your clothes first. It's too cold." Wei Shang takes off his coat to catch up with Zhang Han Huan.

"Come here and I'll tell you what I want." Zhang Han suddenly stopped and stood not far away from Wei Chen. Light came out of his eyes, like two twinkling stars.

"What." As usual when taking care of Zhang Han filming, Wei Shang puts his coat on Zhang Han's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Han stands on tiptoe, hooks Wei Shan's neck and stops on his lips quickly. Wei Han is too surprised to react. Zhang Han's action ends. Although it was very fast, the paparazzi's camera that followed them all the way to the seaside captured the moment.

"That's what I want."