What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Being a Salted Fish in the Entertainment Industry 3

Three days later, Xie Jingran knocked on the door of the Lin family. He was wearing a white short-sleeved hoodie, jeans, and a pair of white sneakers. He looked like a young and energetic college student, not like a man in his thirties.

His assistant, Xiao Tong, was surprised when he saw it, because the last time he said he went out to visit someone, he was dressed neatly, like an old man.

After knocking on the door, he subconsciously touched his hair to make sure it was not messy, then straightened up and waited for someone to open the door.

Xiao Tong was following behind him exclaimed: Brother, you look like a peacock with its tail spread out.

Click, the door was pushed open, Xie Jingran's throat tightened, he didn't know why he was so nervous, and he didn't know why he dressed like this, he was obviously not that old. He thought it might be because he usually wore too many formal clothes and looked too serious.

But the person who stuck his head out was the butler Uncle Liu, and he breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't think Lin Zhuo would be able to open the door for him.

"Master Xie, please come in." Uncle Liu opened the door for him and welcomed him and his assistant in.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Who are you waiting for to treat you?" Lin Xian was now unhappy with his good brother in every way, and the coffee in his mouth no longer smelled good.

Lin Zhuo and his brother were sitting at the dining table. His brother was drinking coffee. He held a piece of bread in his mouth and waved to Xie Jingran as a greeting.

Lin Zhuo chose one day during these three days to cut his long hair short. Firstly, it was because the weather had been getting hot these two days, and long hair was really hot. Secondly, letting his hair down would cover his eyes, making him look a little gloomy, and his vision was too obstructed. He didn't want to tie his hair up in a bun every day. So he went to the studio to get his hair trimmed, trimming the shoulder-length hair to above his neck, and trimming the part covering his eyes to near his eyebrows, which instantly made him feel much fresher.

His hair was a little brown, soft and fluffy, and looked very nice to touch. His short hair revealed his handsome and delicate face, making him look like the childhood sweetheart next door. The two people who came in were stunned.

"Brother, is this your friend?" Xiao Tong opened his mouth in disbelief. Oh my god, his brother knows such a beautiful person? He has never heard his brother mention him before!

"Yes, my friend Lin Xian, and his brother Lin Zhuo." Xie Jingran pointed and made him look right. "I invited Xiaozhuo to be on the show with me."

Xiao Tong nodded while saying "oh" and greeted Lin Zhuo, "Hello, Brother Lin." Lin Zhuo almost laughed out loud, "just call me Xiaolin. After all, my brother is sitting here." Lin Xian glanced at his brother and said nothing. It didn't matter. He didn't care what Xie Jingran's assistant called him. It was also the first time he met Xie Jingran's assistant. He usually contacted his agent more.

"Have you had breakfast? Do you want to eat something?" Lin Zhuo continued to chew on his bread. His bread had ham and fried eggs in it, and it was fried with butter. It smelled delicious. 0617, in his mind, mouth was watering, but he couldn't taste anything. He was so angry that he was about to shut himself in. "I'll finish it quickly."

Xie Jingran consciously took Xiao Tong to sit on the sofa in the living room, and Uncle Liu brought them two cups of hot tea.

"We've already eaten, no rush, take your time." Xie Jingran took the hot tea and tasted it slowly. He knew from the smell that Uncle Liu had brewed the best tea.