"Let's play a game as a pastime after work."
Shen Qingyue said, then opened the lid of the pen holder and handed it to Lu Jiayang, "Come and draw lots. Do whatever you draw. If you can't do it now, save it for later."
Lu Jiayang was bewildered. Although he didn't understand why this person suddenly wanted to play the lottery game with him, he still reached out and picked one in amazement.
Before he could even read the words clearly, he burst out laughing: "Brother Qingyue, you're... a popsicle stick?"
"What a joke! I even asked the waiter to collect the popsicle sticks." Shen Qingyue smiled and patted him, "Don't worry, they are not leftovers from others, they are all new."
"Look at the words, what does it say?"
Lu Jiayang took a closer look and murmured, "Xiao Ji, let's have barbecue pizza tonight..."
His eyes suddenly lit up: "This is good! I want to eat it!"
"Okay," Shen Qingyue picked up the phone, "I'll order takeout right away."
"After I finish smoking, is it your turn?" Lu Jiayang asked.
"Uh..." Shen Qingyue cleared his throat, "We each have ten chances. You draw first, and then it's my turn."
"Oh..." Lu Jiayang muttered doubtfully, "Brother Qingyue, the game rules you set are so weird."
Shen Qingyue laughed: "It's okay, it's not important, just smoke yours."
Lu Jiayang drew another stick and said, "Zhongji, you will receive a huge sum of money tonight... A huge sum of money? Am I going to win the prize?"
His peach blossom eyes widened, and Shen Qingyue became even happier: "It's not a lottery win, but you will indeed receive a sum of money tonight. That's your work income, about tens of thousands of yuan."
Lu Jiayang blinked his eyes, and the smile on his face became even wider.
In fact, tens of thousands of yuan is not a huge sum of money, but for him, this is the first money he earned after entering the entertainment industry, and it is of great significance.
Then Lu Jiayang took another cigarette: "Good luck, take a day off"
“Save this for later.”
Shen Qingyue: “Okay”
Lu Jiayang: "Super lucky! I'm taking a seven-day vacation... Then I have to keep this!"
Shen Qingyue smiled and said: "Okay"
Lu Jiayang: "Good luck pro, take a month off"
He was completely stunned, and looked at Shen Qingyue in disbelief. "Brother Qingyue, you don't have any big or small villains here, right? I feel like if I draw one more, I can take a year off..."
He casually pulled out another signature and read it out as usual: "Good luck pro max, go home for the New Year..."
Lu Jiayang's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at Shen Qingyue in shock, and was speechless for a moment.
But Shen Qingyue looked calm, even smiled with satisfaction, and said softly: "Jiayang, go back and visit if you miss home."
"Xiaobao and the others must have missed you very much, right?"
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