Mr. Wang told me to cross-dress and I don't follow [Entertainment]

Chapter 20

Chai Ziming didn't want to disturb Wang Jiarong, so when he was playing the violin, he always paid attention to whether Wang Jiarong needed to call.

Wang Jiarong made a phone call at the beginning, looking for the accountant, and talked about the budget, but he never called again.

The secretary, Xiao He, came in a few times to review and sign Wang Jiarong's documents, or to tell him something, and he basically spoke clearly and concisely, without being disturbed by Chai Ziming next to him at all.

A successful person always has a reason for success. Even though Chai Ziming's voice was worse than that of the erhu on the street, Wang Jiarong still took care of his own affairs, as if Chai Ziming was not online.

But during the occasional breaks, when Chai Ziming made a mistake, Wang Jiarong would get up and go to Chai Ziming's side to give guidance, and pour a glass of water for each of them by the way, taking care of everything.

When Chai Ziming was tired and rested for a while, he couldn't help thinking, what was Wang Jiarong like before?

It should be as bright as it is now.

You won't lose your halo if you walk beside Chairman Qin.

After a long time, Chairman Qin, who has the ability to read minds, knew about Chai Ziming's "blind" point of view, and he only commented in one sentence: "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

The president's office is different from ordinary offices. There are printers, water dispensers, and tea leaves, so you don't need to go out.

After all the hard work, Chai Ziming finally got familiar with the few fingerings and string exercises he learned today, and he was relieved. Seeing that Wang Jiarong happened to finish reading a document on the computer and picked up a teacup to drink tea, he asked him: "Do you think my voice has improved?"

Wang Jiarong took a sip of tea: "Yes."

Chai Ziming was in a happy and relaxed mood: "Hey, I also think that I can make up for my lack of talent by working hard."

The corner of Wang Jiarong's lips curled up: "Well, the evolution from sawing wood to drawing wire is indeed a great evolution."

Chai Ziming: "..."

Unconvinced, Chai Ziming picked up the violin and decided to continue practicing. He thought back then that he had been to countless dance halls under bars and nightclubs in order to learn to dance. Now he just plays the violin.

After working for a long time, Wang Jiarong drank another cup of tea and got up to refill himself with water.

He suddenly remembered something, walked up to Chai Ziming, took the violin, and lifted Chai Ziming's chin with three fingers: "Tsk, it's really red."

I always feel like I've been molested again...

Chai Ziming shook his head, and broke free from Wang Jiarong's hand: "Of course I will turn red if I keep it on, just like my face will turn red when I sleep on my stomach."

Wang Jiarong's expression was a bit serious: "You have to handle the issue of strength yourself. Now that there are red marks, it will become red and swollen after a long time. How do you get rid of the red and swollen when you are shooting a movie? Don't burden the makeup artist and post-production."

Chai Ziming knew that Wang Jiarong was more knowledgeable than him, so he was obedient and obedient: "Oh, then can you tell me how you usually avoid such red marks?"

"Rely on feeling." Wang Jiarong posed for Chai Ziming again: "Pay attention to the weight of the piano and your own movements. The more flexible your movements, the less you will hurt yourself."

Chai Ziming was thoughtful.

Wang Jiarong played a short part casually, and handed the piano to Chai Ziming again: "Practice for a while. I will treat you to dinner tonight, and the practice has been hard."

Chai Ziming was puzzled: "Well, shouldn't I treat you to dinner?"

Wang Jiarong: "That's better."

Chai Ziming: "..."

Wait, according to the theory, shouldn't both parties be polite and courteous, and you say you must treat me to dinner, but the other party says "no need for such a trivial matter, or should I treat you to dinner, and finally Mr. Wang treats you to dinner?"

And obviously Xiao Wang is always chasing him!

Isn't chasing people following the routine now? ?

Believe it or not, when I became angry from embarrassment, I found a partner to make up for it!

Wang Jiarong returned to his seat and continued to read the documents.

Chai Ziming is going to continue playing the violin.

Wang Jiarong said "ah" as if suddenly: "By the way, you can cook. No wonder you said you want to invite me to dinner."

Chai Ziming was shocked by this trend: "...wait a minute"

Wang Jiarong said with a smile: "If you are so polite, then if you want to borrow my piano or ask me to guide you, you can come here casually. I am more focused, so don't worry about disturbing me. Guaranteed half a month later, beyond Your brother."

Chai Ziming: "..."

In the evening, Wang Jiarong and the Chai twins sat in the car together and went to the Chai twins' little world after get off work.

Sitting in the back seat, Chai Ziming was very sad and posted a Weibo: Every day I feel that I am cheating myself with this skill, and I, Chai Ziming, have reached the full level [Bow to the dark forces.jpg

Chinatown: Although I don't know what happened, I still laughed out loud [doge

Chinese cabbage is so spicy and delicious: tsk tsk tsk, I just found out now that the main reason is that Chai Zicong's segment number is too high

Nostalgia: I always feel that I know the truth hahahahahahaha Chai Zicong

Recently, Weibo launched a new function of inserting buildings, and the first three hot comments were inserted into countless buildings in an instant.

Chai Ziming hums, you know what a ghost, Aite has all the wrong partners.

However, speaking of which, does Xiao Wang always have Weibo?

Even Qin Dong has a Weibo, and he has been playing around like a thief for the past two years. Why does it feel like Xiao Wang never seems to have a Weibo.

Chai Ziming searched and immediately found Wang Jiarong's Weibo.

Follow: 1, Weibo: 0

... Followed who?

He poked it open, Weibo anti-spam.

Chai Ziming was expressionless.

But think about it, Xiao Wang is such a busy person, after all, he doesn't seem to be addicted to Weibo and other social platforms.

He was having fun on his own, while there was a strange atmosphere between Chai Zicong and Wang Jiarong.

Chai Zicong asked Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang, you go to our house in our nanny car. How will you go back later? It's not convenient."

Wang Jiarong was indifferent, and sat in the car with a relaxed posture: "It's okay, the secretary can come and pick me up."

Chai Zicong said: "By the way, today I have selected Mingming and I to practice the piano, and tomorrow he won't have to go to Mr. Wang's office to practice. Mr. Wang still needs a quiet environment to work every day."

Wang Jiarong is very tolerant: "It's okay, I can give you some guidance. I am very optimistic about your movie. I chose you, and I chose the script. I attach great importance to it."

Chai Zicong continued: "President Xiao Wang comes to our house for dinner and let others see. I'm afraid someone in the company will gossip."

Wang Jiarong pondered for two seconds: "Well, no one saw me when I got in the car."

Chai Zicong smiled, and Wang Jiarong also smiled.

Xiao Song, the assistant driving ahead, was about to break out in a cold sweat, so he interrupted and asked Chai Ziming, "Xiao Ming, do you want to buy vegetables?"

Chai Ziming was called to look up: "Ah, oh, just grab some from the refrigerator. There are a lot of stocks for the New Year."

Xiao Song nodded.

As soon as he finished answering, no one in the car spoke, and it was eerily quiet.