Host, You're Targeted

At 11:30 p.m., Cheng Hui and Yan Xiunian stepped out of the room door.

Xiao Lei has been standing guard at the door. As soon as he sees them coming out, he immediately picks up his mobile phone and sends a message to Cheng Hai.

In the room downstairs, Cheng Hai stands up straight from the sofa and jumps to the mirror to have a look at himself.

Yeah!

Cheng Hai puts up a thumb in front of his chest.

It's nice of him! Both the dignity of the elders, but also not too rigid.

"What are you doing here?" Cheng goes back to Xiao Lei and asks, "how about giving a little report to my father?"

"No, I didn't, i..." Xiao Lei stammered.

He touches the back of his head and looks around. Yan Xiunian, standing beside Cheng Hui, is looking at him with a searching look.

He suddenly had an idea, lifted his hair, and pretended to say, "I'm here to ask if you want to make a documentary today. After all, today is the first day of the new year."

Cheng Hui didn't understand the connection between the first day of the new year and filming a documentary, but he still looked at Yan Xiunian symbolically.

after all, Yan is only responsible for filming documentary films, and now he has the final say in Yan's year.

"Ask me?" Yan Xiunian pulled off the collar of his coat Don't you have to shoot? We are going to have a meal. The environment where we eat with our elders is not suitable for shooting. What's more, we should consider it a family dinner? It's not convenient to say anything when there are outsiders

Xiao Lei slapped his hands: "OK! Got it! The elevator is over here, please. Please have a good time. Have a good time! Goodbye ~ "

Yan Xiunian didn't see Xiao Lei much, so he straightened out his coat collar and walked towards the elevator.

Cheng Hui looks at Xiao Lei suspiciously and raises his eyebrows suspiciously in his smile.

In the new year, he may have to consider changing an assistant.

The assistant is stupid and doesn't deserve his intelligence.

The elevator arrived soon. There was no one in it. Yan Xiunian and Cheng Hui went in one after another, holding hands directly.

"Shall we go straight to the first floor?" Yan Xiunian stopped when he pressed the button, "where is your father? Shall we go to him first? "

Cheng Hui shakes his head, takes a step forward, reaches out and presses the button on the next floor.

"No, no, the old man is very proud. Xiao Lei must have been sending him a message just now. Maybe he is waiting for us in front of the elevator on a certain floor. When the elevator door opens, he will come in."

Yan Xiunian laughs and leans towards Cheng Hui, hiding the two hands behind him.

"Ding --"

the elevator opened just one floor down. Cheng Hui and Yan Xiunian didn't react from the gap of their words just now. When they looked up, they saw Cheng Hai standing outside the elevator.

Yan Xiunian:

Cheng Hui said Wow. "

"Are you sick?" Cheng Hai comes in, takes a glance at them, and reaches for the elevator.

The elevator door closed again, carrying three strange people to descend.

Cheng Hai stood in the farthest corner from them, his hands folded in front of him, without saying a word.

Cheng Hui gently pinches Yan Xiunian's palm and gives him a look.

Receiving Cheng Hui's hint, Yan Xiunian first cleared his throat and said hello to Cheng Hai: "Hello, uncle."

Cheng Hai, who is installed with high cold, nods and looks at him from the side.

"Well, hello."

Cheng Hui looks at Cheng Hai deliberately pretending to be cold and wants to laugh. In fact, he doesn't resist at all. ：

“…… Poof. " Cheng Hui tilts his head and smiles at Yan Xiunian.