Chapter 55 P-picture
In fact, Zhou Hai was not wrong. The Zhou family and the Yan family did not have any friendship before, but they did know each other, and it could even be said that they were somewhat familiar with each other.
Before Mr. Yan passed away, he was actually quite healthy and would come in person to discuss business. That was how he met Zhou Hai in the business world.
He liked Zhou Hai's personality very much. When he heard that Zhou Hai had a son, he wanted to marry his granddaughter to Zhou Yang. He even showed Zhou Hai a photo of Yan Zichen, hoping that the two children could meet and get to know each other.
However, Zhou Hai had been running a restaurant with Zhou Yang's grandparents for a long time and had met many people. He saw that the girl in the photo was pretty, but there was always calculation in her eyes and eyebrows. So he found an excuse and politely declined the arrangement.
Mr. Yan is also very smart, but when it comes to his family and relatives, he is always not so clear-headed.
Moreover, Zhou Hai did meet Yan Zichen once later. When the elders teased her, she looked well-behaved on the surface, but in fact she was quite impatient.
Zhou Hai briefly told Zhou Yang about the dispute between the two families.
Zhou Yang broke out in a sweat: No matter how unreasonable Mr. Yan is, he wouldn't go so far as to cause trouble for someone who has nothing to do with him.
Zhou Hai simply called. This was the first phone call between father and son since he ran away from home. Zhou Yang hesitated for two seconds, but still answered the phone.
"I even went to Mr. Yan's memorial service. Yan Zichen seemed to look down on everyone except the Lin family. I'm glad I didn't agree on your behalf."
It turned out that Mr. Yan had passed away. Zhou Yang laughed. It was even more unlikely that the person following him was him.
But what's with this faint tone of seeking credit?
And, the Lin family?
"Is it the Lin family from Longcheng Film and Television?"
"Yes." The Yan family held a grand memorial service. The Lin family went to Lin Guodong at that time. The person in charge was particularly flattering to the Lin family. Yan Zichen looked shy like a little girl, and it was obvious that she was interested in Lin Guodong's son.
By this calculation, Zhou Yang and Yan Zichen can be considered rivals in love, Zhou Hai thought guiltily.
"Fortunately, I didn't agree. The girl from the Yan family likes Lin Qiyuan."
The words were more and more obvious in their attempt to seek credit. Zhou Yang didn't know how to respond for a moment. In his impression, his father was always the strictest with him, always finding fault with him and thinking that he would never be satisfied no matter what. When had he ever tried to please his father or seek credit like this?
He thought about it all, and finally replied calmly, "Oh, I see."
"Then...why don't you come back after the New Year and talk about it?" Zhou Hai asked tentatively.
Zhou Yang was silent for a while, then said, "Forget it, I'm not going back. I'm quite busy."
Zhou Yang thought Zhou Hai was going to start scolding him immediately, but after several seconds, he didn't hear any scolding from his father.
Then, there was another long silence, so long that Zhou Yang almost thought the other party had hung up on him. He took the phone away from his ear suspiciously to check, and the phone vibrated at this moment, and Zhou Hai's voice came.
"I just went out for a while. You're busy, so you don't have to come back. Um, take care... take care of yourself."
After an awkward expression of concern, the phone was hung up.
Zhou Yang felt inexplicably upset for a while, then locked his phone and put it back on the table.
He thought quietly for a while. Somehow, he intuitively felt that the person following him was related to the Yan family, but he really had no connection with the Yan family.
He had asked a friend to check the WeChat ID, but unfortunately the person was very cautious and the registered mobile phone number was no longer in service.
Moreover, he never sent messages to the two stalkers on his own initiative, so the person's IP address could not be found at all.
Zhou Yang cleared his mind of the distractions and began to concentrate on his work.
After finishing work early in the afternoon, Song Xuhong pestered him to take photos.
All the studio's certificates have been processed, the only thing that hasn't been processed is the profile of the studio members. This was mentioned by the guest who came to discuss cooperation yesterday, otherwise no one would have thought of it.
After the guests left, Song Xuhong immediately suggested making a profile and hanging it on the wall, and of course he had to take a handsome photo first.
Zhou Yang thought it was too troublesome and thought that just taking a picture with his mobile phone would be enough. Song Xuhong felt that this was an insult to Zhou Yang's appearance and insisted on going to a photo studio.
So, Zhou Yang, Song Xuhong, and two regular employees who were hired earlier in addition to the temporary workers, went to the photo studio together.
The few of them had dinner together first. During the dinner, Zhou Yang received a WeChat message from Lin Qiyuan, asking him when he would be back and that he had prepared a sumptuous and delicious dinner for him.
Zhou Yang had no doubt about the word "abundant", but he had deep doubts about the word "delicious".
In fact, Zhou Yang wronged Lin Qiyuan. In the past two days, he would taste the food himself after making it. Problems such as no salt and a strong burnt smell were no longer found. Even if it was not particularly delicious, it was still edible.
But Zhou Yang was scared. When he saw Lin Qiyuan talking about making dinner, he remembered the fear of being dominated by the three dishes and one soup. He found excuses every day not to go home for dinner.
So, he took a photo of the table full of dishes and his colleagues opposite as the background, and sent it to Lin Qiyuan: It’s a studio dinner, I won’t be going back for dinner.
Zhou Yang happily ate two full bowls of rice with lots of dishes. He thought this kind of dinner was not bad, at least it was a good excuse.
The two newcomers stared in amazement as Zhou Yang cleaned up the leftovers like a whirlwind and questioned his figure: "You eat so much, why are you still so thin?"
This is probably the most infuriating question that all people who are trying to lose weight ask of thin people.
Song Xuhong, who is about to enter his thirties and whose body metabolism is not as good as before, has to rely on dieting and exercise to maintain his figure. He has long seen how much Zhou can eat.
However, he would eat a lot when there was enough food, and he could get by even if he was hungry when there was nothing to eat.
After dinner, several people went to a nearby photo studio.
Because it was a weekday, there were not many people in the photo studio. As soon as the four of them entered, they were warmly greeted by the owner.
The four of them had a heated discussion for a while, and chose a daily life photo between a city ID photo and a photo with a bit of daily life.
The photo studio is not big, but it has everything. Although they brought suits and casual clothes, they didn't use them.
The boss found some clothes for them from the small storage room. They were casual uniforms that looked fashionable and elite. The four of them were very satisfied.
Of course, Zhou Yang had the smoothest and best photo shoot. When the first photo came out, the boss happily asked him if he could use his photo for publicity without charging any fees.
Before Zhou Yang could say anything, Song Xuhong righteously rejected him: "Boss, you're too shrewd! If we put up photos of Yangyang at the door, wouldn't that be a living sign? How much do you charge for taking a few photos?"
The boss gave a wry smile, knowing he was in the wrong, but still unwilling to give up, he asked several more times. Afraid of Song Xuhong, who looked like someone not to be trifled with, he secretly pulled Zhou Yang along, intending to start with this seemingly harmless person.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yang didn't want to use his photos for publicity at all, and rejected his boss's request more resolutely than Song Xuhong.
After taking the promotional photos, Song Xuhong was still not satisfied, so he changed into casual clothes and took a group photo with everyone. He took several photos with each person.
When it was my turn to shoot with Zhou Yang, I started to get fussy.
There was no way, the contrast was too obvious. Song Xuhong was not satisfied with the sharp contrast between the two and kept yelling that the boss made him look too ugly in the photo.
The boss was driven crazy by him. The economy was in recession this year, but for the sake of making money, he suppressed the urge to curse and took the photo again and again from different angles. Finally, he took a photo that was barely acceptable to him.
The two studio employees were speechless: "Brother Song, your filming is distorted. And you are so close to Yangyang, won't your girlfriend be jealous?"
Song Xuhong was older than the other two, so they both called him Brother Song. But Zhou Yang was older than them all, and at first they called him Boss Zhou, which made Zhou Yang feel embarrassed, so they told him to follow Song Xuhong's lead. As a result, the other two also called him "Yangyang."
In order to find the right angle, the two of them posed in many different positions. In this photo, Song Xuhong's arm is on Zhou Yang's shoulder, and their faces are almost touching. It's quite intimate, and some people would believe they are a couple.
Song Xuhong carefully examined the photo that showed him at his most handsome and best angle, but he was still not satisfied. "Standing next to Yangyang, I still look inconspicuous. Did you just say you were jealous? My girlfriend is only jealous of me. She thinks it's a great honor for me to take a photo with Zhou Yang!"
Three people: "..."
This is indeed something that Song Xuhong's girlfriend could come up with.
Overall, Song Xuhong was very satisfied with the photos. In addition to asking the boss to print out a few larger promotional photos, he kept telling the boss, "Boss, remember to send us all the photos you took later."
He quickly took out his phone, only to see it had automatically shut down due to a dead battery. He was stunned, then came to his senses and pointed at Zhou Yang and said, "Boss, send him a WeChat message. Remember his WeChat ID, xxxxx. Yangyang, when you receive this, send it to our studio group. Remember, we all have to post the photos on WeChat Moments to promote them. No one can escape. Oh, and when you post the photo of Zhou Yang and I, please edit it first. Make me look more handsome, or make Yangyang look uglier!"
Three people: “…” Damn shameless.
After all the trouble, it was almost nine o'clock when Zhou Yang returned home.
As soon as he entered the house, he met Lin Qiyuan's eager and restless eyes, as if she was a loving young wife who was left at home and finally waited for her scumbag husband to come back. She couldn't bear to blame him in a word, but just used a pitiful look to make a silent question.
"Why are you back so late?"
“…” A voice questioned.
"Oh, the studio is taking promotional photos."
As soon as I finished speaking, my phone started ringing non-stop.
Zhou Yang opened it and found it was indeed a photo sent by his boss. He sat down and prepared to receive them one by one. He tilted his phone and showed it to Lin Qiyuan: "The boss just sent a photo!"
Lin Qiyuan moved closer to Zhou Yang: "Can I take a look?"
"OK."
Lin Qiyuan moved closer to Zhou Yang and began to concentrate on watching Zhou Yang collect photos.
There are quite a lot of photos, especially at the end, where photos of Zhou Yang and Song Xuhong almost take up one-third.
Zhou Yang finally found the photo that Song Xuhong was satisfied with and quickly saved it to another folder.
Lin Qiyuan pursed his lips and wanted to torture Song Xuhong to death.
I have never taken a photo with Yangyang?
Do you think I've never seen what you look like? It's clear from this photo that I don't recognize you!
Zhou Yang casually complained, "Brother Song also assigned everyone the task of posting on WeChat Moments. He insisted that we help him edit that group photo to make it look better. Ugh, what a hassle."
Lin Qiyuan moved his fingers: "Can I help you p?"
Zhou Yang's eyes lit up and he cheered, "It couldn't be better!"
Twenty minutes later, Lin Qiyuan shouted into the bathroom, "I'm done!"
Zhou Yang was enjoying the shower and called out, "Then please post it for me. Pick a nine-square grid from those photos."
"good."
Ten minutes later, Song Xuhong, who had charged his phone, couldn't wait to open WeChat and found that there was no message to send photos in the group.
He opened his Moments and casually scrolled through them. The fifth post was from Zhou Yang.
Or a nine-square grid? Song Xuhong was delighted, feeling that his family had truly mastered everything.
When he took a closer look, he was immediately shocked.
Song Xuhong: Zhou Yang, why did you photoshop my photo so ugly?
Song Xuhong: I just put my hand on your shoulder. What's the big deal? Do you really need to p my hand off?
Song Xuhong: Is your side job photo editing? My face is almost like a donkey.
Song Xuhong: Zhou Xiaoyang, this photo-editing incident today will be difficult to resolve.
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