Chapter 5: Crashing into his arms "Ancient Salami?"...

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Knock knock knock.

Uncle Zheng stood respectfully outside the door, "Master, this is the money Miss Chi is paying you back."

Chen Che raised his eyes from the sticky note and stared at Uncle Zheng blankly, which made the old man feel uneasy.

The lady is carefree, heartless and easy to serve.

Facing the young master, Uncle Zheng was like a tightrope walker.

This lawless young master does whatever he wants.

If he didn't have elderly parents and young children to support, he would have resigned long ago.

“…Young Master?” Uncle Zheng held a rabbit in his arms, his heart beating fast.

"How does she know your last name is Zheng?" Shen Che seemed to be thinking.

Uncle Zheng: “Ah?”

The sticky note clearly said "Uncle Zheng".

And he, this manor villa is registered under his name, he doesn't deserve to have his name on her sticky note?

No, he has a surname, a foreign surname she gave him.

Chen Che looked at the beautiful handwriting on the sticky note again: Hey.

So, his surname is "Hei".

"Find someone to check it out." The flash of broken defense in his eyes was covered up, and Chen Che returned to the appearance of a rebellious young master.

"Check...the young lady who just left?" Uncle Zheng couldn't figure out the young master's temper.

Chen Che glanced at him, as if to say: Who else could it be?

Uncle Zheng quickly agreed.

Could it be that the young master likes that young lady and wants to get to know her?

"Check her social media accounts and don't say anything nonsense there. My mom's new movie is coming out soon."

Uncle Zheng suddenly realized that the young master was not an easy person to deal with.

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The movie "Snowland" starring Du Yuanshan has entered post-production.

We used the most famous special effects company in the Maple Leaf Country, which has produced the entire special effects of a dinosaur series blockbuster and is famous for its high-precision biological CG.

"Snowland" is a movie with a strong female lead. The second female lead is a phoenix created by special effects, and the first and second male leads are just supporting roles.

At 8:30 in the morning, Du Yuanshan's nanny car arrived at the basement.

Security personnel waited in the VIP channel for a long time.

Du Yuanshan brought a professional makeup team from China.

The celebrity, having gotten up early to do her hair and makeup, struggled to keep her eyelids open, her false eyelashes clinging to them. She said in a sleepy tone, "...are we there yet?"

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"Here we are, Miss Turkey."

When Chi Leyou heard his friend's words, he suddenly opened his eyelids.

Her head was filled with sticky paste, she rubbed her eyes and responded vaguely.

Today is Monday. I don’t have classes in the morning. A beautiful day starts with working.

"Turkey?" She thought her friend was complaining about her colorful dreadlocks. "Aren't you cosplaying My Little Pony?"

Her roommate tied dreadlocks for her in the color of My Little Pony's pony mane.

The friend pinched off the ribbon on Chi Leyou's temples: "I'm sorry, Youyou."

Originally, you only had to wear the costume of Twilight Sparkle, the main character of My Little Pony, but now you have to wear a full-cover plush animal doll costume.

Commonly known as steamer packaging.

The hourly wage is the same, but I’m definitely losing money.

"I'm sorry, my English is not good." My friend's voice became smaller and smaller.

Chi Leyou said nothing, but smiled generously: "Since we are here, time is life."

It would be impolite for a worker at the bottom of society to be picky.

She took the heavy turkey suit and put it on while complaining, "Turkey can be pronounced as Twilight Sparkle. Miren, you need to improve your English."

My unreliable friend nicknamed Miren, with his chin like a chicken pecking at rice, said: "They are all T."

She repeated "turkey" three times and waved goodbye to Chi Leyou.

The turkey suit was huge, wrapping the body like a sand dune, and the headgear pressed down on the head. Chi Leyou deeply felt the despair of Monkey King being pressed down by the Five Finger Mountain.

She breathed in and out, the rich smell of kimchi mixed with the taste of spicy turkey noodles.

Amidst a series of sneezes, she watched her friend pass away.

"Hmm?" We agreed to work together?

She walked a few steps and called out to the Korean restaurant owner in English. The content of the negotiation was as follows:

It was clearly agreed that there would be two puppet actors, but one was chopped off on the spot.

The owner spoke English with a strong accent of Korean, and used gestures to indicate that Chi Leyou's friend was not good at English and was not tall enough.

Chi Leyou has clear ideas and argues with reason.

"The puppeteers only interact with each other through body language. You don't require English proficiency for part-time workers on Groovejob."

"We came here by C-train. Who's going to pay for the lost round-trip fare? Your time is valuable, but ours is worthless?"

The girl in front of me, who was like a soft persimmon, became aggressive and full of fighting power after putting on the turkey costume.

This is what Seiya looks like when he puts on the holy clothes.

The shop owner's brain froze for a moment.

The TV in the store was playing CBC News.

"When Pakistan and India went to war, Pakistan used only a few obsolete Chinese fighter jets to shoot down India's latest fighter jets, which it had purchased at a high price."

The shop owner's eyes widened: Damn, China next door is so powerful?!

His eyes slid from the TV to the turkey. Even through the giant chicken's head, he could still feel two laser-like scorching gazes.

It seemed as if the next second, the chicken would start to curse him "bastard".

"… Medieval salami?" His tone softened.

"Yep, Chinese." Chi Leyou straightened her back, and her headgear hid the pride on her face.

The short shop owner was overshadowed by the large turkey, and the Smecta shop owner was much shorter than her in both mind and body.

CBC Next News——

[Chinese film queen Ms. Du Yuanshan held a book signing event at CF Pacific Center today]

Chi Leyou saw the shop owner go from being a pushover to a fanboy: "Mo?! Yuan Shan Nunah!! Nunah is in the cinema on the top floor of our mall!!! Oh Mo Oh Mo! Nunah!! Saranghei!!!"

“…”

Turkey Buddha.

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Shen Che sat in the back seat, arms crossed: "What is my role in Ms. Du's book signing event?"

The celebrity next to him, with perfect makeup and elegant clothes, was twirling his wrists to warm up for the autograph session that was about to take place.

Before getting out of the car, Du Yuanshan caught sight of her son's serious expression from the corner of her eye and feigned anger: "This is my first overseas book signing event. What if no one shows up? You act as the atmosphere group and shout some slogans to liven up the place."

There was a long silence.

Shen Che had no expression on his face.

Du Yuanshan's gaze burned over: "Why don't you just shout 'Sister Yuanshan, I love you' and try it?"

“Oh,” Shen Che opened his mouth without a single nice word, “Ms. Du Ziteng, I love you?”

"..." Du Yuanshan almost died on the spot, gritting her teeth, "Why did I give birth to such a bastard like you?"

The bastard is not afraid of his mother's scolding. His shoulders become straighter with his hands in his pockets, like two sharp knives.

The suit he wore gave him the air of a playboy. Walking among the security personnel, his out-of-place figure made Du Yuanshan's eyes slightly warm.

If Du Yuanshan's fans knew that she was married with children, and had a grown-up son who had a gloomy face since he was a baby, she would stop being a fan and close the site immediately.

"Being a bodyguard is more suitable for you." The big star opened his bloody mouth and yawned loudly.

No image at all.

Shen Che rolled his eyes: “Sign well, it’s not easy to work.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in overalls working hard appeared in front of him out of nowhere.

In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared like smoke.

"Tsk," Du Yuanshan said, floating over the security team, "How could the word 'working' come out of our young master's mouth?"

The young master stopped midway and glanced at her: "There's eye mucus on your eyelashes."

The assistant took out a small mirror and handed it to Du Yuanshan.

The eyelashes are curled and each one is distinct. They are obviously false eyelashes but they give the effect of natural eyelashes.

The makeup artist's eyelash gluing skills should be nominated for World Heritage!

I resisted the urge to admire him, but the jerk just shrugged his shoulders with an extremely arrogant attitude: "Tsk, you're so easy to fool."

"Ah——!" The delicately made-up face stiffened its neck and cursed suddenly. The Big Bang was just like that.

The security team is mostly composed of Westerners, and Chinese is like a foreign language to them. When they are performing their escort mission, they rarely show confused looks.

Du Yuanshan held on for three seconds and swallowed her curses in anger under the watchful eyes.

"Nuna! Salaman!"

"Yuan Shannuna! Yebo!"

The broken sound drowned out the strong Chinese voice, riding the wind and waves, and reaching Shen Che's ears.

“…”

He took a leap and slid into the wave of people.

The staff protected Du Yuanshan. She turned her chin to the side and her peripheral vision caught sight of a troublemaker walking against the flow of enthusiastic fans.

"Hmph, you little brat." Du Yuanshan murmured, "Go have breakfast by yourself."

The sound was drowned out by the fanatical fans.

Chen Che finally reached the edge of the crowd. A short middle-aged man stretched out his arms and shouted in a smoky voice: "Nuna——!!!"

The young master looked at him again.

The elderly fan, wearing an apron with a screaming turkey printed on it, displayed exaggerated characters: "Nuclear/bomb turkey noodles, abnormally spicy, spicy enough to explode the universe!"

Shen Che sneered, who would eat something like this?

He didn’t eat Du Yuanshan’s “Mom’s Loving Breakfast”, so his stomach was empty, but he felt good and could live for a few more years.

He pressed the elevator button.

The heavy turkey/headgear was like a mountain pressing down on him. Chi Leyou pretended to be an AI bionic man, forced himself to turn on the machine, and mechanically popped out a welcome message: "Double spicy, double spicy, new store opening, welcome!"

A complex aroma wafts through the store - the smell of soybean paste, kimchi, and spiciness... It's like an oversized pickle jar.

As an excellent rectal creature, Comrade Turkey has intestinal peristalsis.

According to my 20 years of experience of interacting with various organs of the body, this kind of wriggling carries some kind of signal.

Chi Leyou felt that something was wrong.

Images flashed through my mind one by one: the bagels my thoughtful roommate bought from Tims, and the two hydroponic lettuce leaves Chi Leyou picked from the windowsill.

A healthy and impeccable breakfast.

Even brushed with thick yogurt.

The yogurt was made by the wealthy sister herself. Yesterday, Chi Leyou took it back to the dormitory and put it in the refrigerator.

"Uh..." It was as if an invisible hand was squeezing her small intestine.

She subconsciously pressed her legs together to fight the pain that was coming at her.

As the sightseeing elevator descends, the CF Pacific Center offers a panoramic view. From high-end luxury brands to mass-market fast-moving consumer goods, it boasts everything. A woman's paradise, a man's hell.

The phone vibrated, and Chen Che's gaze shifted from the entire transparent glass to the phone screen.

[Shen Dahe: My wife was at a book signing event, why weren't you there to protect her?]

The blood flow slowed down, and Shen Che smiled helplessly. There were wolves in front and tigers behind. His mother wanted to poison him, and his father wanted to disgust him to death.

[Chen Che: There are more bodyguards than fans present. At this hour, you're not sleeping. Are you planning to ascend to heaven?]

Shen Dajiang sent a voice message: "You bastard! If you dare to return to China, I'll handcuff you and arrest you!"

The eldest son is not a vegetarian and fights back: "Oh, sure, I'm just tired of staying in a star-rated hotel. Director Shen, please send me on a study tour to the detention center, please."

He didn't click on Shen Dajiang's voice message again.

The phone call from the housekeeper Uncle Zheng came in.

"Master," Uncle Zheng said in a much more relaxed voice across the phone line, "I checked Miss Chi's social media account, and she didn't say anything about Madam."

"Account number sent."

"Okay." Uncle Zheng waited for a second, waiting for the young master to hang up first, but then he heard -

"What's her name?"

Uncle Zheng: "Chi Leyou."

"?" Chen Che's face was wooden. "I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Chi...Leyou." Uncle Zheng dragged out the tone. Is it difficult to understand the name of a little girl?

It turns out her name is Chi Leyou, not "吃吃哟".

Chen Che's face darkened, and he felt so embarrassed that he was ashamed as in Siberia.

The owner of the star-chasing store is not here.

Chi Leyou could only call out to the waiter serving the bibimbap, "Hey, where is the restroom?"

The clerk didn't understand English, and the two of them stared at each other.

The sightseeing elevator opens.

Chen Che looked around for a place to eat.

The view was drawn to a large turkey.

Its two chicken legs were extremely thin, and its knees were twisted in an awkward position.

The chicken stretched out its wings and waved them in the air, like a funny clown in the chicken world.

Chi Leyou used body language to "say" to the clerk who did not understand English: "I have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet."

The turkey rubs its belly with its wings and hops its feet from side to side.

Chi Leyou "said" again: "I want to take off this clothes!"

The clerk didn't understand at first, but now he does.

"Nonono!" He crossed his arms, his face serious. "To work, you must stay."

The way he pronounced words looked like a primary school student who had just started learning English.

Chi Leyou's stomach was about to explode, and he was about to explode too.

She covered her belly, dodged the clerk's hand that was reaching out to grab her, and ran forward with her chicken feet spread out.

Unexpectedly, I bumped into someone's arms.