Unconventional screenwriter

Cheng Ze smiled, not paying attention.

"In addition to a complete crew in your company, is there really only you, An Yinya xi, Park Huimin xi, two newly recruited assistants, and a legal service?" Sika was a little unbelievable. Although Cheng Ze’s company does not Big, but there are indeed too few people.

"Yes, I am not in a hurry to fill up all the staffing, there is nothing necessary." He smiled.

"You don't have any money." After speaking, Sika subconsciously covered her mouth, but the smile on her face couldn't hide it.

Cheng Ze held his heart with a deeply shocked look, "Sika Nuna, can you see it through and not say it? Do you know what you said hurts my heart."

Although it was obvious at a glance that Jin Sungze was pretending to be pitiful, she still stretched out her hand to rub his heart and coaxed: "It's all right now."

As long as it is not an important occasion for meeting guests, Cheng Ze takes off his jacket, so he is only wearing a white shirt now.

The quality of his shirt is very good, but the temperature of the girl's palm can easily reach his chest through the shirt, and it feels very warm.

If he took Sika's hand away casually, he sat on the sofa beside him, crying and said: "It's okay if it's all right, but I'm so poor."

Sika didn’t realize that their behavior just now seemed to have gone beyond anything. She sat down on the sofa on the other side, sitting lazily, and rolled her eyes towards Cheng Ze: "Ah Jin Cheng Ze, where are you poor? It’s been less than a year since your debut. Think about the money you earned. Are you embarrassed to cry poor in front of me? Humph!"

One night, a few of them, big and small financial fans, suddenly wanted to calculate Kim Sung Taek’s income last year. Then, with the enthusiastic help of a certain team leader, they roughly estimated a number, and finally they were whole. It's all bad.

Because the little handsome guy's income for one year of debut almost equals their income for the three years of their debut.

"When the money is used, I hate less." Cheng Ze said with a sigh, and Sika threw the pillow next to him directly with his words.

"Don't show off your wealth in front of me, okay?"

Taking the pillow and holding it in his arms, he smiled and said, "Don't talk about it. Sika Nuna, you come here to find me besides wanting to see how my company is, what else do you want to tell me? right?"

Sika became stiff, and her expression was no longer as comfortable as she had started, and she became more cautious and shy.

Before the new year, Choi Jae-hoon's agent talked to her once, and that conversation only made her feel slightly uncomfortable.But just the day before yesterday, Zhang Shengyu and the news revealed to her made her feel extremely awkward.

After thinking about it, she decided to discuss with Cheng Ze directly.

Because he is gentle, kind, smart, stern-mouthed, not gossiping, and good-looking, and she just treats him as a little brother, and he only treats her as a sister of the opposite sex.

In the end, no matter which small partner is let to know, she still feels guilty towards Yoori, so it is better to find another protagonist and talk about this matter.

But even so, did she have to say something when she came to him?Can't it be just hanging out?And what is this guy guessing all day long?

"How do you know that I have something to do with you."

The girl sat down beside Cheng Ze, her face that looked so cute no matter what the expression was, looked at him closely, and exhaled.

Cheng Ze tilted his head unnaturally, and said in a pretentious tone: "Because you are an idol that I like, and guessing the idea of ​​idol is not something a qualified fan should do?"

Sika listened with joy, eh, at this moment he remembered that she was his love beanie.

Blinking her beautiful eyes, the girl's laughter was so cute, "Then you guess what I came to do for you?"

Chengze rationally wants to sit far away from Sika, but rational things are sometimes expired milk, even if they need to be thrown out of the refrigerator.

He asked motionlessly: "I can't guess."

"Why can't I guess? You just brag about what you are my fan, try to figure out what I think is what you should do, huh." Sika punished Cheng Ze's face and sat on the other side. past.

The two once again maintained their due distance, and Cheng Ze couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Half a month ago, one of our agents asked me about the relationship between me and you, um, he also asked Taeyeon and Yoori." Sika tried to make a serious look. Her expression, but the embarrassment in her heart made her unconsciously squeeze her palms, and sweat slowly oozes from her palms.

Cheng Ze worked hard to figure out what she really wanted to express from Sika’s limited words. He suddenly remembered the detailed introduction of Kim Young-min and Li Xiuman in the pile of materials he had just read. He had a faint heart in his heart. guess.

No way?

It shouldn't.

"This agent is from President Kim Young Min, right?"

"Yes, uh, how did you know." Sika's eyes widened, somewhat inconceivable.

Without answering Sika’s question, he went on to say: “I remember that President Kim Young-min has spent a lot of thought on film and television dramas in the past few years, but there is almost no much benefit or influence.”

"Uh." Sika felt a headache thinking of the beautiful male films produced by the company.

These movies and TV shows are simply fan-oriented works, and in the end they have to pay for them.

For ordinary viewers, shouldn't they have any interest in watching it?

"Sika Nuna, did your agent ask you about the relationship between us, right?" Cheng Ze asked softly, trying to keep his tone from being unpleasant in Sika's ears. Effect.

Sika cleared her throat, pretending to be calm and said, "Yes."

"Then anger, how did you answer?"

He leaned close and tilted his head to look at her. Sika was embarrassed and angry. She opened the annoying face with a slap, and said sternly, "How else can you answer? Just say that you are an ordinary neighbor. Say a polite and hypocritical greeting, the relationship is not very good anyway."

Without taking Sika's angry words to the bottom of his heart, Cheng Ze had a hunch in his heart that he could not tell whether it was good or bad. He then asked, "Can you tell me more about the follow-up?"

Follow up?Sika froze in her entire body, and she seemed to be sorting out the unsuitable feelings when she dialed her bangs.

"The day before yesterday, the agent said that he would pick up a variety show for me, ahem."

Thinking of what An Yinya said about sending his wife to his wife two days ago, he licked his lips without interrupting Sika.

Probably not?!

"That variety show will probably invite you too. Our company's meaning is not what I meant." Sika said in a difficult tone, her face slowly burning.

"The name of the variety show is, um, um... We are married." After speaking, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she couldn't feel what Cheng Ze would react next.

Is it embarrassing?

Or... so happy to fly?

Regardless of Cheng Ze's reaction, she must calm down.Sika told herself truthfully in her heart.