Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 95

When Zhang Zhong followed the manager to the restaurant, he was a little dumbfounded by the scene before him.

A large wooden round table. For the convenience of dining, there is a circle around the round table. At this time, no less than twenty kinds of food are placed on the circle.

Cakes, grilled chicken, cheese...the dishes are not heavy at all.

And next to the round table, there is only a high stool, which is almost as high as the table top. The reason why such a high stool is needed is because the person sitting on the stool is a small one.

A tablecloth was wrapped around Pengpeng's chest, with a spoon in his left hand and a fork in his right. Two young waitresses were standing on both sides, constantly helping to turn the swivel.

There is still a bit of chocolate cake left on the corner of the little guy's mouth, and he is about to reach for the grilled chicken pieces on the table, because his arms are too short to reach, a girl next to him hastily brought the grilled chicken to her, and another girl has already done it for him. She poured a glass of juice, fearing that the chicken nuggets would be too dry for her to choke.

Pengpeng forked a piece of roast chicken, looked up and smiled at the girl carrying the plate, "Thank you sister."

The young waitress was amused by her, "Kids, eat slowly, or you will choke."

"Yeah." Pengpeng nodded his head, but the hand that delivered the grilled chicken nuggets to his mouth didn't seem to stop at all.

Zhang Zhong came back to his senses, and said to Shen Jian next to him, "I'm laughing."

Shen Jian smiled, "My child, it's all like this."

When they got to the table, the manager said to the two waiters, "You guys go ahead and leave it to me."

Pengpeng also saw Zhang Zhong, twisted his buttocks and said to his father, "Dad, there are so many delicious food, come, I will take you to sit with me."

Shen Jian teased her with a smile, "Then where should I sit?"

Pengpeng looked at the empty space he finally moved out of, then at Shen Jian, and said with a bitter face, "I can't sit down anymore."

Seeing her like this, Zhang Zhong felt angry and funny. She said she wanted to eat snacks, but the good guy came to eat a big meal, and she was served by two people, she really became a princess.

He glanced at the table, estimated how much she ate, frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you not to eat too much?"

Pengpeng immediately said, "No, I only ate a little bit."

She was afraid that Zhang Chong would not believe it, so she gestured with her hand, pinched a small gap between her thumb and index finger, "I just ate this little bit, belch—"

Pengpeng quickly covered her mouth, trying to cover up the hiccup.

Zhang Zhong shook his head, took off the tablecloth in front of her and wiped her mouth, then hugged her in his arms, turned to the manager and said, "Please write down the account, I will settle it later."

But the manager smiled, "No need sir, the kid's meal is delivered by our hotel."

Zhang Chong hummed, not surprised, probably the management staff of the hotel knew that it was Wen Jinjiang and Shen Jian who came, so they gave this face.

He is not a hypocritical person, so he gladly accepted this kindness.

After picking up Pengpeng, Zhang Zhong and Shen Jian returned to the original box, followed their female manager all the way to the door and said, "Mr. Shen, our general manager wants to meet you, I wonder if it is possible. "

Perhaps because she was afraid that Shen Jian would refuse, the female manager added, "The general manager just wants to meet with you, and it won't take much of your time."

Since he wanted to see Shen Jian, Zhang Zhong didn't say anything, and went into the box with Pengpeng in his arms. Shen Jian thought for a while and said to the female manager, "I only have 5 minutes."

Hearing Shen Jian's words, the female manager was overjoyed, "Don't worry, it will definitely not exceed 5 minutes."

After that, she said a few words into the walkie-talkie, and in less than a minute, a chubby middle-aged man walked over with a notebook in his arms.

"Mr. Shen, hello, my humble servant, Lin Ruoshui, is the general manager of Hongyunlai."

Shen Jian looked at his sloppy body, with an unnatural expression on his face, the name Lin Ruoshui was too unsuitable for him.

Fortunately, the sketch actor is also an actor, Shen Jian did a good job of superficial skills, and said with a smile, "Hello, do you know what business Manager Lin wants from me?"

Lin Ruoshui opened the notebook in his hand and said to Shen Jian, "I have always been a fan of Teacher Shen. When I heard that you came to Hongyun for dinner, it was like asking you to sign my name. Don't worry, Teacher Shen. There is no other person's signature on the book, and there will never be anyone else's signature in the future."

This love is really heavy... Shen Jian took a pen and signed his name in a fluttering manner on the notebook. Lin Ruoshui looked at the signature on it and said with a smile, "I won't bother Teacher Shen to have dinner with your friends. Eat well and drink well, just charge it to my account."

After sending Lin Ruoshui away, Shen Jian returned to the box, and saw Zhang Zhong's playful smile at a glance.

"It seems that Teacher Shen's name is quite useful in our Jiangyang." Zhang Zhong joked.

Shen Jian waved his hands and said, "No name, no name, even though they all call me Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, maybe they all call me Shen Jianren behind their backs."

"That's why you portrayed your character well."

"That's what I said, but sometimes when I think about it, I regret it."

Shen Jian's reaction reminded Zhang Zhong of a star on earth, who was famous for playing Zhu Bajie. Once when the star went to the bank to save money, the staff at the counter behaved pretty well, but Then he turned his head and shouted to his colleague, "Look, Zhu Bajie is here." The staff member thought he had turned off the loudspeaker, but he didn't expect that everything he said was heard by the star.

It is a glorious thing for an actor to successfully create a role, but sometimes it also brings distress.

"Let's not talk about that." Shen Jian shook his head, and changed the subject, "Mr. Zhang, do you think Director Wen's new movie is chosen by himself?"

No matter who Zhang Zhong was, he could see Shen Jian's thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile, "Why, are you interested?"

Shen Jian was a little embarrassed, "I have some ideas."

As an actor, pursuing roles is not a shameful thing, but Shen Jian has no advantage in wanting to participate in Wen Jinjiang's new movie. After all, he is a comedian, and others have too deep a stereotype of him, maybe As soon as his face appeared on the TV screen, he didn't make any expressions, and everyone would be amused by him.

Movies like "Ten Little Indian Boys" don't suit him too well.

"You should be clear that this is the first time I've met Director Wen. I can't interfere with how he chooses the cast. Even if I become a screenwriter in the future, I won't ask him for the right to cast the cast." In front, lest Shen Jian have hope.

Shen Jian nodded, "I know, Teacher Zhang, I just asked."

　Thanks to [Stupid ex-boyfriend] for the 3000 reward
　　Thanks for the 13 tip from [500 years old]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)