He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

"can."

Fengchi treated him very well, even if he didn't mention the matter of retiring, he would help, anyway, he didn't plan to go in person, he just sent a hidden guard to give advice.

However, since Fengchi mentioned it, he will be reluctant to be a partner with Little Rabbit.

"When will you retire?"

Feng Chi asked this question in a daze, he thought for a while: "At least three or two recordings must be made."

"Is this show divided into times?" Feng Heng frowned: "Isn't it three months?"

Fengchi patiently explained to his younger brother: "If you reach the finals, it will take about three months. This is not continuous. It will be recorded three or four days a week, and you don't have to stay in the program group for the rest of the time, don't you know?"

Feng Heng: "..."

Very good, the little rabbit has learned to bluff people.

He took out his mobile phone and typed slowly: "Come over to sleep tomorrow."

Bai Nian shook his hand holding the phone, pulled Gu Qing beside him, and asked for help, "Is there any way to make me sick right now?"

Standing beside Gu Qing was a round-faced girl, Xiao Mang, the assistant she had just found for Bai Nian. Xiao Mang asked curiously, "Nian Nian, why are you sick? Didn't you just say that you were going to deliver something to grandma tomorrow?" ?"

Bai Nian couldn't say anything: "Maybe it's because my skull is broken."

Gu Qing: "..."

You and your boss are a match made in heaven!
Words are so unpredictable!
There is no hope of being sick, and Bai Nian can only reply to WeChat with nothing to love: "No way, Grandpa, I'm sick, and I have a terrible headache."

[Heng Wang: Don't pretend. ]
[Heng Wang: We will have dinner together tomorrow night. ]
[Heng Wang: Don't move you. ]
Bai Nian let go of half of her heart immediately, her chastity was preserved, and she smiled happily: "Where did we just talk?"

Xiaomang couldn't accept her face changing so quickly, she moved to Gu Qing's side: "Brother Qing, has she always been like this every year?"

Gu Qing: "Just get used to it."

Gu Qing picked up the folder next to him and put it in front of Bai Nian.

"This is the invitation we have received so far and the project I can send you in. Take a look and see if you want to make a movie or a variety show in the future."

Bai Nian opened the folder, and the programs and introductions were densely written in it, and the advantages and disadvantages were also noted clearly.

"I can do all of these?"

Bai Nian pointed to several recommended items.

Those projects are all big productions, and she doesn't think she can have the opportunity to join these crews with her current position.

Gu Qing pointed to one of them: "Look at this. The boss said that you are good at Chinese dance. This requires you to have dancing skills. I talked to them and they are willing to give you an audition opportunity. It just happens to be the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, then you give me the script and I'll prepare it."

Bai Nian quite likes acting, and the original owner wants to be a good actor wholeheartedly. She watches it day and night in her dreams, and she also thinks acting is very interesting. Since there is an opportunity, let's take the original owner's share and work hard together. !

Gu Qing took out his mobile phone and sent her the script, and asked Xiaomang to type it out for her.

He casually asked: "This time you are recording and I will not go. Xiaomang will follow you. Aren't you going to travel at the recording location? Xiaomang's English is good. Follow her closely and call me if you have any questions."

"I know." Bai Nian replied casually.

"and many more!"

Bai Nian suddenly widened his eyes.

Gu Qing was taken aback by her: "What's wrong?"

"I told the boss to record for three months." Bai Nian panicked: "What should I do, he must know that the recording time is not consecutive."

Gu Qing was also dumbfounded: "I also told him three months."

Actually, Gu Qing couldn't be blamed for this, it was the boss who first mentioned it for three months, and he calculated that the days were about the same, so he responded casually.

The show is only recorded three or four days a week, but isn't it a blur during the year!Bai Nian mentioned that he wanted to play in the local area for a day or two after the recording was completed, and go directly to the next recording location, but he didn't object. He thought that the boss had already set up a good time with his little lover!
"No, I thought you had already discussed it with him. He asked me, so I answered casually." Gu Qing's head was full of question marks.

Bai Nian wanted to cry but had no tears: "I'm doomed!"

She took out her mobile phone, forcibly held the respect, and sent a WeChat message to the prince: "Master, during the recording interval, do you want to travel together?"

[Heng Wang: It depends on your performance. ]
Fengjia, Feng Heng sat on the sofa, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

In the kitchen, Zheng Xijing, who rolled up her sleeves to help cut fruit, looked back at him from time to time.

Mother Feng looked at Zheng Xijing's eyes and couldn't help joking: "Jingjing hasn't seen Hengheng for a long time, go talk to him."

Zheng Xijing blushed slightly: "Auntie, if you make fun of me again, I won't go shopping with you tomorrow!"

She kept moving her hands, but she was absent-minded.

He looks good again!

His pair of peach blossom eyes are still deep and sparkling, blinking like countless stars.

What's different from the last time I saw him is that he has an extra air of superiority, which is natural, as long as he is present, he is absolutely in the C position, and everything around him is suppressed by him gloomy.

After a fruit plate was set up, Zheng Xijing showed a satisfied smile. She steadied her mind and walked swayingly, deliberately placing it by Feng Heng's hand.

Feng Heng casually tied a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zheng Xijing's face was red and her ears were red, the piece Feng Heng ate was a heart shape she had specially cut!

You should understand her intentions, right?

"Is it delicious?" Zheng Xijing smiled.

Feng Hengjun frowned slightly, and said casually: "It's unpalatable, take it away."

Zheng Xijing's breathing was stagnant, and her smile froze.

"puff!"

Fengchi at the side couldn't hold back, and almost spit out a mouthful of water.

"Heng Heng, look up, this is not our nanny!"

Feng Heng looked up, the woman in front of him looked familiar, he searched in memory.

This is the granddaughter of Mr. Feng's old friend's family. Because Feng's mother has no daughter, she raises her as a daughter. She is about the same age as him, so she can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart.

"Sorry." Feng Heng said slowly.

Zheng Xijing took a deep breath and showed a perfect smile again: "It's okay, what are you looking at? So focused?"

As he said that, he leaned over to look at Feng Heng's cell phone.

Feng Heng frowned, put away his phone, stood up and left.

Old Master Feng grabbed him: "Where are you going, come quickly and help Grandpa take a look. I just received a pair of Fengchao Mei vases today, and I specially asked someone to send them over for you."

Feng Heng let him pull him, and didn't take Zheng Xijing to heart at all.

There were two large bottles on the table, Feng Heng casually glanced at them, and said indifferently: "Fake, Feng Chao doesn't use such things."

Mr. Feng: "..."

Father Feng was bold: "Dad, you are not very good at it."

Mr. Feng strikes hard!
It just so happened that he felt uncomfortable, he couldn't bear to move his grandson, wouldn't his son bump into him?

The next day, Bai Nian took his things to the nursing home.

Grandma Bai took the small box tremblingly, and took out things one by one from inside.

"This is the real estate certificate of your father's house, this is the old house of grandma's, and this is my dowry back then."

The last thing Grandma Bai took out was a piece of sapphire. The quality of the jade was high-quality, and it had three colors. It was a good old object.

Bai Nian:! ! !
Isn't our family very poor?