flstandardbreds He used to scoff at Chapter 112, but now he studies it frame by frame.
He used to scoff at Chapter 112, but now he studies it frame by frame.
Sweet dreams!
Finally, the most anticipated 'second day' of unification arrived.
Lu Chuan only learned that He Fan was taking the day off when he came to call him.
"Sister Fan, have you spoken to Director Mu yet?"
He Fan was stunned.
Oh no, I forgot...
Just by looking at He Fan's expression, Lu Chuan knew that she hadn't invited him.
"Then I'll go to the film set first and tell Director Mu."
He Fan was deeply moved!
As expected of the most considerate little deer!
After Lu Chuan left, He Fan sent a message to Mu Yi on WeChat.
Luxury Meal Box: Director Mu, I have an urgent matter to attend to today and need to take a day off.
Message sent successfully, immediately blocked.
He Fan's inner thoughts: I'm sorry, Director Mu. You'll stay in the dark room for today, and I'll let you out tomorrow.
She was afraid that if she went to the military region, Director Mu would call and question her. Then she would have to deal with Old Man Xing and appease Old Man Mu at the same time. He Fan was exhausted.
Director Mu was so busy all morning that he didn't even look at his phone.
Turning her head, she saw Lu Chuan and Liu Qingqing enter.
Where is He Fan?
I asked and found out that He Fan was taking the day off.
Mu Yi was so angry that he jumped up and down. When he opened his phone, he saw the leave application that He Fan had sent him.
I tried to make a video call to He Fan, but the call wouldn't go through.
When I sent another message, a red exclamation mark popped up?
Mu Yi's robust heart was almost stopped by He Fan's anger.
With the thought of giving him one last chance, he dialed He Fan's number.
"Dududu~"
pass.
Fortunately, this girl isn't that ruthless.
Okay, He Fan just forgot...
When the phone rang, He Fan was already sitting in Vice General Mo's car.
Sitting next to him was Xing Zhiyuan, who had appeared in Kyoto for some unknown reason.
"Hey, Director Mu~"
He Fan said heartlessly.
Mu Yi heard He Fan's sweet voice.
What should I do? I'm even angrier!
Mu Yi started cursing.
"Well, He Fan, you have four scenes to film today! And you dare to ask for leave at the last minute!"
The sound, transmitted through the phone's microphone, went straight to He Fan's head.
Both the pilot, Mo, and the co-pilot, Wu You, smirked...
As expected of a director, he has a loud voice.
He Fan glanced awkwardly at Xing Zhiyuan, who was standing next to him with no reaction.
The fifth loyalist with 30% loyalty is right here, how am I supposed to save face?
Although it's embarrassing.
But after all, it was my fault first.
He Fan still fawned over Mu Yi, trying to please her.
"Director Mu, calm down, calm down. I'll make it up. I'll go back and make it up this afternoon, okay?"
"You can film other people's scenes first, I'll try to finish this morning and report in this afternoon."
Mu Yi was so angry that she hung up the phone immediately.
After hanging up the phone, I took a moment to calm myself down.
He thought He Fan would call him back, but his phone remained silent.
There was no other way; if there was no way to back him up, he would find one himself.
Mu Yi then called He Fan back.
Unexpectedly, when he dialed back, the other end was temporarily unavailable.
Mu Yi was so angry that she slapped her thigh.
This He Fan! He actually blocked his phone number too?
He felt that He Fan would drive him crazy sooner or later.
Meanwhile, He Fan was leisurely sitting in the back seat of the car.
Inner monologue: Sorry, Director Mu! Your phone number will have to stay in the dark room for the rest of the morning...
Xing Zhiyuan flew over from Xiamen yesterday.
After Vice General Mo escorted He Fan back to the hotel last time, he called Xing Zhiyuan.
The original plan was to explain the situation and ask Xing Zhiyuan to say some good things about Xing Fei to He Fan.
Unexpectedly, Xing Zhiyuan not only failed to persuade He Fan, but also had a big argument with Xing Fei.
I heard yesterday that He Fan is going to see his unreliable father again.
Xing Zhiyuan simply bought a plane ticket and flew over to escort him.
Xing Fei knew he was in the wrong last time.
Seeing that he flew over to protect He Fan, he didn't say anything.
She grumbled angrily: "Hmph, at least he had some brains this time, he even knew to come and try to win over some people."
......
"Sister Fan, is Director Mu angry?"
He Fan scratched his head awkwardly: "Well, I forgot to tell him in advance yesterday."
Deputy General Mo asked curiously, "Miss He, what's going on?"
Why do I have to ask the director for leave again?
Xing Zhiyuan also waited with curiosity for He Fan's answer.
He Fan explained, "Ah, I invested in a TV series just for fun."
Deputy General Mo: "..."
Okay, so rich people have such a wide range of interests?
Deputy General Mo thought for a moment and said, "After the formalities are completed, I'll take you and Assistant Wu directly to the film set?"
He Fan nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"
That would be perfect. Let's hurry up and reshoot, otherwise she's afraid she won't survive a day under Director Mu's supervision.
Sigh, she might be the most unfortunate investor in the Chinese entertainment industry, right?
He Fan lamented his 'miserable' experience with a look of frustration.
An hour later, Deputy General Mo's car slowly drove into the military compound.
Xing Fei is currently sitting in his office.
He nodded silently as he looked at the items on the table.
The finest Maojian tea, time-honored Kyoto pastries, the mille-crepe cake that's supposedly all the rage online, and strawberries and cherries that girls love.
Hopefully, this will help me regain some of my future daughter-in-law's favor.
Before Xing Fei could finish looking in the mirror...
There was a knock on the door.
Xing Fei put on a very warm smile: "Go in!"
Just as I was about to get up, a big, clumsy guy pushed the door open and walked in.
"Commander, this is the one you asked me to find..."
Seeing the kind smile that Xing Fei hadn't yet managed to pull away from his face.
The person who came was startled.
Why are you laughing so creepily?
Xing Fei: ...... What a waste of a laugh.
"Hey kid, why didn't you call out 'Report!' when you knocked on the door!"
"Don't you have any manners?"
"I'll run 10 kilometers today, I'll find some time!"
He Fan and his group hadn't even reached the door yet.
From afar, you could hear Xing Fei yelling and scolding people.
He Fan: This old man is really short-tempered...
The person who was kicked out was completely bewildered, not knowing how he had offended this living devil again today.
"Bang!" The door slammed shut.
He Fan mentally prepared himself before stepping forward.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Report!!!"
Inside the room, Xing Fei: "..."
Behind them, Deputy General Mo and Xing Zhiyuan were speechless.
Wu You: How about I shout too?
The door opened from the inside.
Xing Fei held up his face, which was smiling somewhat stiffly.
"Xiao Fan, you've arrived! Come in quickly."
The four people outside: "..."
He Fan awkwardly gripped the ground with his toes: "Um, we're here."
Why does this old man have two faces?
The group entered the house and sat down on the sofa.
Xing Fei treated him like he was celebrating Chinese New Year with his own relatives.
"Come on, have some fruit and dessert."
He Fan looked at the coffee table laden with food, as if he were seeing a family member.
I rushed here without eating breakfast, and my stomach is growling now.
"Major General Xing, you're too kind. This isn't my first time here, why are you being so polite?"
That's what she said, but her hand was already reaching for the hazelnut chocolate mille-feuille cake.
Seeing that He Fan liked it, Xing Fei raised an eyebrow at Xing Zhiyuan.
Look, you have a hard time even coaxing a little girl, so it's always your old man who has to step in.
Xing Zhiyuan, unusually, did not roll his eyes at him.
Older gingers are more spicy.
It seems that my father isn't entirely useless.
Regarding Xing Fei's behavior.
Xing Zhiyuan used to scoff at it, but now he studies it frame by frame...