front of the camera, so she could barely cheer up.

The sky is not beautiful, it is raining today, and the rain is not a small one.
When Yan Xi met with the food deliveryman named Zhou Qiang, it was still dark.

Zhou Qiang looks ordinary, with two dimples looming when he smiles and is very shy.
He seems a little thin in a raincoat.
It is difficult to associate him with the hero who saved the child.

“Don’t be nervous.
What do you usually do? You still do it today,” Yan Xi saw that Zhou Qiang was a little nervous.
She smiled and comforted me, “It’s raining a little bit today, so you should pay attention to safety when you ride your bike.”

“Okay.” Zhou Qiang wiped his hands, grabbed a business order, and rode an electric bike into the rain.

Yan Xi and Zhao Peng quickly got in the car and followed him.


Sometimes Zhou Qiang would deliver several meals at the same time.
To prevent the rain from wetting the food, he packed the food box in a large leather bag and delivered the food from home according to the route.

This kind of work is boring.
Zhao Peng followed up for a few hours.
Zhou Qiang’s battery box was changed twice, and Zhao Peng thought they didn’t get any interesting material.
He took a sip of water and turned to look at Yan Xi, “Do you still want to shoot in the afternoon?”

“shoot.” She didn’t originally want to take pictures of conflicts but to take pictures of the daily life of a food deliveryman.

“Okay,” Zhao Peng shook his head and said, “I really don’t understand the thoughts of your young people.” As a showrunner, it is interesting to expect conflicts.
For example, if you encounter unruly customers or the store has a bad attitude.

Those who do the show are looking forward to the conflict to be interesting.
For example, encountering unruly guests or the store having a bad attitude.
Who knew that they followed all the way down, the store was polite to the courier, and the buyers who ordered takeaway were also happy.

Sometimes even if Zhou Qiang was a few minutes late, they didn’t complain.
Instead, they said it was raining today, and they had worked hard.

If there is no conflict, there is no topic.
What show do you present if there is no topic?

At noon, Zhou Qiang invited them to eat at home.
It was his newlywed wife who cooked.
The couple’s house was old and small but very clean.
Zhou Qiang’s wife took a two-hour leave at noon to entertain Yan Xi and Zhao Peng and cooked several dishes for them.

These dishes are not rare for Yan Xi, but they can feel their enthusiasm.

“There’s nothing good.
I’ll fry one of my specialty dishes for you,” Zhou Qiang washed his hands, went to fry another dish and put it on the table, and greeted them to take a seat, “Come, sit down.”

The table is a bit old and clean.

Yan Xi noticed that his wife liked Zhou Qiang’s specialty dish very much.
Perhaps this speciality dish was originally fried for his wife.
While eating, Zhao Peng took some shots of the couple.

After eating, Zhou Qiang didn’t have time to rest, wiped his mouth clean, and continued to grab orders to deliver.
He was like a tireless spinning top.
When he grabbed an order, he would be extremely satisfied.

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After ten o’clock at night, although many people were ordering, Zhou Qiang did not grab the order again.
Instead, he rode his bike home and bought a bag of fruits in the fruit shop.

“After ten o’clock at night, many people like to order a late-night snack.
Why don’t you grab the order?”

“You can’t drive tired.
In case something happens, my family will be worried,” Zhou Qiang put the fruit in a leather bag and smiled, a little embarrassed.
“My wife is going to get off work at this time.
It’s just right for me to pick her up.
She will be worried if it’s too late.”

Yan Xi smiled: “I can see that you love her very much.”

“What love or not.” Zhou Qiang was a little uncomfortable with this kind of numb adjective.
“She’s already endured hardship with me, and I can’t let her worry anymore.
We’ll return to our hometown to start a small business when we have enough money.”

Yan Xi didn’t ask him anything more.
They followed Zhou Qiang to pick up his wife from getting off work until they got home and said goodbye to them at the door.

When the door was closed, Yan Xi saw that Zhao Peng had turned off the camera, “Brother Zhao, take a close-up of the door.”

This is an unpainted door, and the surrounding wall skin has also fallen off.
Still, there is a piece of brush blessing in the middle, and the background color of the blessing is red and bright.

She took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the door, and when she got back in the car, she sent it to her circle of friends.


Yan Single Dog: This is love.

When he woke from the hotel bed in the morning, he turned to such a message.
Yuan Yi’s heart thumped as if he had swallowed a large block of ice, and it was as cold as the wind was blowing.
He touched his face, only to find that his fingertips were surprisingly cold.

Opening the address book, he dialed Yan Xi’s phone without thinking about it.

It took a long time for the phone to ring before someone answered it, but Yan Xi’s roar came over before he could speak.

“Yuan Xiaoer, how much hatred do you have for me?! Calling in the middle of the night?!”

Yuan Yi stared blankly at the sun outside the window and suddenly realized he was still on a business trip abroad, not in the country.

She didn’t sleep well the first day and was woken up in the middle of the night the next day.
Yan Xi didn’t care who the caller was.
She was so angry that she could set off a cannon, “Big Brother, Young Master, if you have something to say, just wait for me to call you back.

Yuan Yi covered his ears, which were almost deaf, and thought blankly, yes, why did he suddenly call?

“I…I…” He suddenly thought, “I’m going back to China the day after tomorrow.
I want to ask, “Do you have anything you want me to bring?” Yesterday he heard his assistant complain that relatives at home asked him to purchase things.
Such as lipsticks and skin care products, and all kinds of color shades can drive people crazy.

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“Brother, you called in the middle of the night for this?” Yan Xi felt she wanted to kneel for Yuan Yi.
After rolling on the bed several times, she suppressed the depression in her heart, “I don’t want anything, I just want to sleep.”

Yuan Yi: ….

“Then you go to sleep.” As soon as Yuan Yi finished saying this, he heard the other end of the phone can’t wait to hang up.

His chest is so stuffy.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Wang vaguely remembered that he seemed to have received a call from someone, but he didn’t remember what he said.

Open the call log and take a look.
The bastard, Yuan Xiaoer, is abroad right now.
He definitely doesn’t treat the domestic night as midnight! But what did he say last night?

Yuan Yi stood in front of a beauty counter with a stiff expression and said, “Give me a set of lipstick.”

“One set?” the shopping guide repeated in a foreign language.

“Yes, in all shades.”


Zhang Wang said to make women happy by giving brand-name bags and jewelry.
Still, he felt it was not very reliable, so he searched the Internet again and found that the answer with the most likes was lipstick.

The respondent said that to make a woman happy, there is nothing that lipstick can’t solve.
If one doesn’t work, there will be a whole set.
There is always a color she likes.

He doesn’t know if Yan Xi can look at the lipstick’s sake and ignore his behavior of waking her up last night.
He always felt that she would be able to run over his feet with high heels if he didn’t buy something to apologize.

Obviously, he hadn’t done any excessive behavior in front of her.
Why was he so afraid? Could it be that the image of her smashing the gangster with high heels was too deep in his heart?

“Boss, does Ling Tang like this brand of lipstick?” The assistant looked at this set of lipsticks and secretly calculated the price in his heart.

“Not for her, but for a friend of mine.” Yuan Yi remembered many female relatives in the assistant’s family, “Do many young women like this lipstick?”

The assistant nodded: “Is it for…girlfriend?”

“What, girlfriend?” Yuan Yi put the lipstick on the car’s seat, lowered his eyelids, and said.
“I don’t have that much thought about coaxing women, just ordinary friends of the opposite sex.”

Send lipstick to ordinary friends of the opposite sex? The assistant looked at the boss and stopped talking with interest.


Those ordinary friends of the opposite sex are treated so well in front of the boss.
What else can he say as an assistant?

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