Chapter 52: The honest girl is full of bad intentions and male model blood...
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The next day, at dawn, a bird-walker raised his bird cage, and the bird happily jumped on the branches of a peach tree. Photography enthusiasts rushed to take center stage, with their cameras and lenses, as the sun rose over the distant mountains.
The city slowly wakes up.
A shiny black luxury car, full of people.
Inside the car, assistant Linlin was discussing details with Du Yuanshan's personal photographer Abi.
Lighting technician Xiao Di was leaning against the car window. The car suddenly shook, and he pried open his sore eyelids to look out the window.
It’s strange that it didn’t go to the studio in the western suburbs.
The car stopped steadily.
Xiaodi got off the tricycle, his gear on his back. On the curb, a few chickens sat on the tricycle, their necks held high. Xiaodi and the chickens exchanged glances.
His sight cut across and landed on the eye-catching sign in front of him—
Honghe Vegetable Market.
Xiaodi and his partner A-Bi looked at each other, and A-Bi seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Linlin shook her head: "Don't ask, just be active."
The group slowly walked up to the market, facing the inquiring gazes of the stall owners.
Ah Bi couldn't help but elbow Linlin: "Is Teacher Du in trouble?"
"We won't be filming Teacher Du today."
"Who to shoot then?"
A professional portrait photographer carrying a SLR camera suddenly made a loving eye contact with an elderly lady in a full set of coral fleece pajamas.
“…”
Linlin's helpless eyes passed over the colorful vegetables and fell on the meat stall not far away.
My heart sank.
She has worked for Boss Du for many years, and her work has been full of tiredness, excitement, and freshness... This job, wrapped in the sugar coating of "glory", has marked many memorable milestones in her life.
The scene she saw at that moment was the most highlight of her career.
Her secretly married boss's beloved son was standing in front of the butcher's stall in a full suit.
She knew this suit so well! She went to pick it up herself.
Du Yuanshan's next film has been nominated for Best Actress at the film festival. Next month, her son is scheduled to wear this haute couture suit to the awards ceremony—an anonymous gesture of support for his mother.
Clang—the gleaming butcher knife slammed against the chopping board, and the stall owner shouted in a hushed voice, "Look, how about this?"
Chen Che imitated the way the auntie at the stall next door was selecting pork, and used his fingertips to push apart the pink pork.
The aunt said: "No, it's all meat, I want more bones."
Chen Che parroted, "Boss, I want the shank. Could you please clean the meat off of it?"
Swish—the boss chopped the pork knife hard, and the giant pork knife got stuck on the thick chopping board, motionless.
Seeing this, Linlin took a quick step forward: "Hey, young master..." She changed her tone and said, "Mr. Shen, if you buy pork ribs, you have to buy meat with them."
In the current market situation, bones are more expensive than meat.
"Oh, I see." Shen Che nodded, thought for a moment, and apologized to the butcher, "My girlfriend didn't tell me."
Linlin curled her lips and said, "Where does this girlfriend come from? Young Master, go to the psychiatric department of the Seventh Hospital and make an appointment to treat your paranoia."
The aunt scanned the code and carried the reusable bag: "Young man, it's rare that you buy groceries before going to work."
Shen Che smiled innocently: "Sister, my girlfriend assigned a task, and she made a fuss if I didn't come."
Linlin: “…”
The butcher looked around at the large group of men and women behind Chen Che and asked, "Are you still buying?"
Shen Che: “Boss, I bought all your meat.”
The boss was suspicious: "I have half a pig here."
Chen Che raised his lips: "I want them all."
The boss changed his tone, speaking as attentively as if the psychotic young man in front of him was his real father: "Okay, okay, how can I cut it for you?"
While cutting the meat, A-Bi started to test shoot and Xiao-Di provided the lighting.
Click, the vegetable market version of Vogue’s blockbuster is born.
The photographer checked the photos. The lighting was right, the ratio was golden, and the male model was very handsome.
But it doesn't feel right.
A Bi is a portrait photographer with an extremely mature personal style. He once took a set of magazine covers for Du Yuanshan. The magazines were sold out within two days of being put on the shelves. The person in charge of the magazine personally went to the printing factory and printed more copies that night.
"Handsome boy, the vegetable market photo is very photogenic, but it seems a little off." He looked up, his eyes just falling on Shen Che's drooping eyelashes. The photographer was shocked. Did he brush his eyelashes? Long and thick eyelashes, is this scientific?
The eyelash artist rubbed her eyelashes to find that her eyes were not blurry and there was no mascara on the back of her hand. Ah Bi was shocked to find that they were real eyelashes.
An old man holding a pug frowned: "Young man, you are going to a job interview soon, right? Look at you, who would dress so formally when buying groceries? It looks weird."
“…”
Linlin realized it, stepped on her heels and pulled off Chen Che's tie, "Take off your suit too."
She moved skillfully, like a worker peeling bamboo shoots on an assembly line, and in no time she stripped the young master's suit clean.
The collar of his shirt was forced open, and Shen Che followed the advice of his "temporary image consultant" - the dog-walking uncle, and messed up his carefully groomed hair.
"Yes, that's the taste!" The old man's eyes felt relieved.
Gray eyes, tousled hair, a slovenly profile... A young man buying pork bones at a butcher's stall is consumed by worry. Is it a family member or a loved one who's ill? The camera creates suspense, captivating the viewer's attention.
"Woof." The pug barked.
The butcher followed Chen Che's request and packed 5 pounds of tenderloin for the old man's dog.
It took a long time to chop half a pig, and Chen Che and A Bi squatted on the ground to select the pieces.
"The lighting and shadow in this picture are good, and the original film can be used directly." Abi is quite confident in his photography skills.
Chen Che: "Do you have any detailed photos of the pig bones?"
"Brother, I'm a portrait photographer."
"Today I'm a photographer of dead animals."
Money makes the world go round. Ah Bi used his precious portrait lens to take a few photos of the pig bones and then handed them to Chen Che.
The other party praised: "Not bad, a good candidate for a forensic doctor."
“…”
The photos were directed to Chen Che. This brother was not greedy and only wanted nine photos to be selected.
He posts on WeChat Moments skillfully.
Caption: The butcher praised me for my ability to choose pork bones.
Ah Bi was so angry: "???"
With such a big show, this guy only posted a nine-square grid on his Moments?!
"Sister Linlin, who is he?" Abi and Xiaodi said in unison.
"Super VIP." Sister Linlin wiped the sweat off her face and finally satisfied Shen Che.
"What are we going to do with all this meat?"
Not only the photographer and lighting technician, but even the driver received several kilograms of pork.
Linlin said with a blank expression: "If I can't finish it, I'll freeze it in the refrigerator."
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Shen Che’s circle of friends completely exploded.
Friends guessed that he was possessed by a starving ghost.
What's the difference between a pampered second-generation rich kid going to the market to buy meat and Emperor Qianlong's incognito visit to the south of the Yangtze River?
Rumors spread.
The circle of rich second-generations in H City is just that small.
Shen Dajiang, who had just arrived at the company's office and hadn't even had a cup of tea, received a call from a friend: "Dajiang, is your company's capital chain having problems?"
"?" Shen Dajiang frowned.
Friend: "My grandson and your grandson are classmates. I just saw your grandson's circle of friends..."
Shen Dajiang hung up the phone and opened his grandson’s circle of friends.
In the vegetable market, the dejected grandson stood in front of the meat stall, seemingly bargaining with the owner.
What the hell is this guy up to? He called Wang Guihua and said, "Old Wang, what's wrong with your grandson?"
Wang Guihua yelled, "Old Shen, I'm warning you, don't interfere with your grandson's work!"
Shen Dajiang was stunned by his wife's scolding, and he turned to his son for help. His middle-aged son Shen Dahe retorted: "Dad, it's better for old people not to meddle in young people's affairs."
“…”
Okay, okay, this family has a secret!
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8pm Maple Leaf Country time was the time he and Chi Leyou agreed to have a video call.
Chen Che struck without missing a second, hitting on target.
The video call was connected immediately, and he was suddenly delighted. Was she, like him, also eagerly waiting for his call?
The girl's face was revealed, and she seemed to be walking. Behind her was the dark purple night sky, and the moon was a blurred circle of light.
The wind ruffled her temples, and a strand of long hair blocked her eyes.
As soon as the camera came out, she chuckled, said "Ouch" and used her fingers to push her hair away.
"Excuse me, I was just unloading my luggage."
"Luggage?" Chen Che looked at her face, her cheeks flushed, and she looked exhausted. "Are you moving?"
"For now."
Chi Leyou told him that the entire country was closed for Family Day. This year, Ren Mi's foreign father's boxing gym had a dark horse. He competed in amateur competitions, continuously advancing through the ranks, and pulled off the biggest upset of the tournament.
"Ren Mi's stepfather personally took the students to Europe for a competition. Ren Mi and her mother also came to watch the competition and travel along the way." The girl saw that he didn't say anything, probably because she talked too much and no one wanted to listen to such nonsense. She changed the subject smoothly, "Hey, where's your pork bone soup? I'll teach you how to make it."
The man in the video is leaning against the island counter, with a chopping board and pork bones behind him. To the side, you can see half a rack of long and short knives.
The screen's field of view was limited, so he couldn't see the entire kitchen. Chi Leyou took a quick glance and saw that the kitchen was clean and bright. He was a very tidy person. Yes, with the blessing of his gambling father and injured mother, he had been sensible since he was a child. It was really hard for him.
Chen Che forced the topic back: "Little Bee's father rode a black horse to obtain the true scriptures, why did he let you look after the house?"
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but a shadow appeared on his face and disappeared in a flash.
Chi Leyou: "Because I am a greedy person who is obsessed with profit and money."
There was no need to be so disrespectful of himself. Chen Che was speechless for a moment: "...is this considered part-time work?"
"Uh-huh, I'm the temporary housekeeper, okay."
The video only captured the girl's upper body. She was carrying a backpack, and the night wind lifted her bangs. Perhaps because she cared about her image, she raised her hand to hold them down.
"Home Alone." Shen Che concluded.
"You're the brat."
"Does Macaulay Culkin understand?"
Chi Leyou glanced at the screen and deliberately argued: "I don't understand."
"I'll show you next time."
"It's not being re-released, where can I watch it?"
"I have a video room at home." The words came out so fluidly, and Chen Che pinched her thigh hard.
If he rashly invites the girl to his house to watch a movie, will the girl think he has other intentions?
The proportions of regret and remorse climbed to the point of heart failure.
The few seconds I waited for the girl to speak felt as long as a prisoner listening to the judge read out the verdict.
"How can you have time?" The simple-minded Chi Leyou thought of their agreement. Chen Che asked her to visit the Astronomy Museum. She was an organized person and had to do things strictly according to the itinerary in the notebook.
The thick pork bones on the chopping board drew her attention away: "Your mother is still injured."
Not refusing means you don’t hate him, right?
Shen Che suppressed his palpitations. He was inexperienced in dating girls. He stole a glance at the screen and saw that idiot was fixing her bangs again: "Stop picking at it. The door curtain is too long."
"It's too expensive to get a haircut here." She stopped picking at her hair, paused, and pulled out a folder from her schoolbag. Under Shen Che's shocked gaze, Chi Leyou pinned the folder to her forehead.
The grown men really couldn't understand how girls dressed, so they could only remain silent.
She retaliated against the "door curtain" claim with a series of attacks: "This is a lousy place, even hairpins are expensive. Maple Leaf Country, don't even think about making a penny off me! Made in Yiwu, it's transformed into something else, multiply the price by 10, and it's still dollars. I'm going to spend my money on Pindudu."
"Hey, look." She turned her head and faced the phone with the back of her head.
There was a bun on the back of her head - it was her haphazardly tied bun, and a red and black pencil was clearly pierced through the "bun".
"Zhonghua brand." She curled her lips and smiled broadly. "Guess what hardness this pencil is?"
Chen Che didn't even think about it: "2B."
"Wrong, it's HB~"
"oh."
"I'm HB, and you are?" She drawled out her voice, pressing her upper lip against her lower lip, deliberately hiding her smile.
"I'm 2B."
"Ha, idiot! You've been fooled!"
“…” His breathing stopped and he realized that he had been tricked.
It is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.
The honest girl was full of bad intentions.
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