"Have you arrived in the capital?"
Chen Fan took out his phone and took a look at it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He rubbed his sore temples, took a deep breath, and then replied to the other party.
"How do you know that?"
“I saw it on Weibo.”
Chen Fan smiled and asked: "Where are you now?"
"Beijing. Didn't he come here a few days ago to participate in the live interview event of Feifan Video? He hasn't left since."
"I'll be here for a few days. I'll be attending the third recording of the show in two days."
Chen Fan thought about it and sent a reply.
"Are you busy now? Do you want to meet me?"
"OK."
Chen Fan originally wanted to invite Wen Wan to his home, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he asked with a smile.
"Where shall we meet? Can you recommend a good place?"
"Why don't you come to my house? I bought a house in Beijing."
Then another text message came with a detailed address.
Chen Fan handed the phone to Zhang Shun.
"Go to the address above."
Zhang Shun nodded and indicated that it was no problem.
Ever since Chen Fan bought a house in Beijing, Zhang Shun has been secretly practicing to memorize all the traffic routes and the locations of various communities in Beijing.
In addition, Zhang Shun also memorized some special license plates in Beijing.
It was because when he was driving, he honked the horn and startled some people with unknown status and background, causing trouble for Mr. Chen.
After arriving at the destination, Zhang Shun parked the car, Chen Fan opened the door and got out of the car, then explained to Zhang Shun.
"You should go back and rest first. You don't have to wait for me at night."
Zhang Shun was a little worried: "Boss, how about I wait downstairs?"
Chen Fan smiled and said, "It's okay, go back and have a rest. You must be tired after following me for a whole day."
After watching Chen Fan enter the building, Zhang Shun drove the car out of the community, but did not leave. Instead, he went to a nearby supermarket to buy a few noodles, a bottle of mineral water, and a pack of cigarettes.
He decided to stay nearby at night so that he could respond immediately if his boss was in trouble.
The security forces around Chen Fan include secret guards and professional bodyguards.
Zhang Shun knew that he had no advantage over these strong and powerful young men.
But he remembered what Feng Pojun said to him last time.
As Mr. Chen's driver, he can't just think of himself as a driver.
The bodyguard is very strong, but he cannot completely gain Chen Fan's trust.
My current advantage is that I have a good relationship with my boss, and my boss trusts me enough.
As long as he recognizes his position and does his job well, the boss will never treat him unfairly.
upstairs.
Chen Fan took the elevator all the way to the 26th floor.
Ring the doorbell.
Soon the door opened a crack.
Wen Wan's beautiful face appeared at the door.
After seeing that it was Chen Fan standing outside the door, Wen Wan felt relieved and opened the door.
The two looked at each other without saying anything, and both grinned.
"Come in quickly."
"Are you alone?"
"The driver asked him to go back first."
Chen Fan stepped into the house, stood at the door and looked around.
"Do you want to change your shoes?"
"No need. Just come in."
"Forget it. Look at how clean your house is. I'd better change my shoes."
"Then I'll find you a pair of slippers."
Wen Wan bent down and squatted to find a pair of brand new men's slippers from the shoe cabinet at the door.
After changing his shoes, Chen Fan stepped into the living room.
Wenwan followed behind.
Tian Wenwan changed her usual style and wore a light pink home sportswear. The slim-fitting clothes made her graceful figure look exquisite.
The pretty face was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses.
"What are you looking at?"
Seeing Chen Fan staring at her, Wen Wan felt a little embarrassed.
Chen Fan smiled and said, "This time, he seems to be a little fatter than last time."
Wen Wan chuckled: "Who would call a girl fat as soon as they meet her?"
Chen Fan pointed at the other person's eye sockets.
"Why are you wearing glasses?"
“Frameless.”
Wen Wan smiled and explained, "I haven't had a good rest recently, so I have dark circles under my eyes. Wear this to cover them up."
Chen Fan quickly asked, "Are you too tired from the recent program recording and interviews?"
Wen Wan shook her head: "It's not this reason, it's just that I haven't been feeling well lately, so I've been trying to sleep a little."
Chen Fan frowned: "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Have you been to the hospital? Is it serious?"
"What exactly is the problem? We can't take it lightly."
Wenwan glanced at Chen Fan with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"It's okay. It's... my period."
Chen Fan was stunned, then he coughed twice, quickly shifted his gaze, pretending to look at the decoration in the room.
"This room is well decorated. It's very cozy."
Seeing this guy's embarrassed look, Wen Wan couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, and stood up and walked to the side to pour water for Chen Fan.
"Water or tea?"
"Don't bother."
"You seemed to have drunk quite a bit of alcohol tonight? I smelled a strong odor of alcohol as soon as I entered the room."
"Do you smell it?"
Chen Fan felt a little embarrassed.
"I had dinner with the company staff last night. Everyone toasted me. I couldn't be disrespectful."
Wen Wan turned her head and glanced at Chen Fan: "Then drink a cup of tea to sober up first."
After handing the teacup to Chen Fan, Wen Wan turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
"I'll cook you some millet porridge. A bowl of it will warm your stomach, or you'll feel uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow morning."
"Don't bother."
Chen Fan wanted to refuse, but Wen Wan didn't listen at all. She just turned her head and looked at Chen Fan.
Facing the other party's gaze, Chen Fan rushed forward directly.
Wen Wan was busy in the kitchen while casually saying, "You are a big boss now, so you must have a lot of social events, but you still have to be careful about drinking. You have to drink in moderation. You can't always do this."
"Otherwise, what if you drink too much and your body breaks down?"
Chen Fan smiled bitterly: "You are nagging like my mother now."
Wen Wan turned her head and glanced at Chen Fan.
"You think I'm too old?"
Chen Fan almost spit out the tea he had just drunk in one breath.
"I...I didn't. Don't talk nonsense."
Wenwan's mouth corners curled up slightly.
I haven't been so relaxed in a long time.
How strange.
She had clearly felt tired and unwell the whole day.
As a result, after seeing Chen Fan, he immediately became energetic.
Even my mood has improved.
Watching Wen Wan busy in the kitchen alone and staring at her graceful back, I have to say it is a wonderful visual enjoyment.
Chen Fan asked, "Are you home alone? Where's Sister Wei?"
"She stayed with me for a while in the afternoon. I felt a little sleepy, so I went to sleep and she went back."
Chen Fan made small talk, "How are you doing recently?"
Wen Wan didn't even turn her head and concentrated on washing rice.
“It’s pretty good.”
Chen Fan: "Are you used to the program recording?"
"You have no experience in recording variety shows before, and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to adapt."
Wen Wan turned her head and looked over.
"Why didn't you call me if you were worried? You just keep talking."
Chen Fan paused.
What does this overwhelming feeling of resentment mean?
Are you angry that you haven't called me for a long time?
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