I earn merit in the entertainment industry

After going to Hope Primary School this time, Zhan Haiyang felt much better when he returned.

It's just that Gao Junqi and Lin Rong both had to rush to schedule, so everyone said goodbye before getting in the car.

Zhan Haiyang took his assistant Xiao Tang and shared a car with several unfamiliar staff members.

The staff got up before dawn to make preparations. After completing the task, they got in the car and chatted for a few words before starting to doze off.

Zhan Haiyang collected so many points, but he was not sleepy.

Leaning back in the car seat and playing with your phone.

After brushing and brushing, I still don’t know which tendon is wrong.

I habitually clicked on Zhou Jingyun's profile picture and sent a message.

“Boss, what’s for dinner tonight?”

He didn't react until his finger pressed the send button.

He had already used "poor monks don't lie" to his boss, and Zhou Jingyun should have fully recovered.

I no longer have to be in front of others all day long and annoy others.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhan Haiyang withdrew the message.

Anyway, my boss often doesn’t look at his phone when he gets to work.

In the past, when he asked his boss what he wanted for late-night snack, he often took a long time to reply.

Over time, his information will be washed away by other people's information, and the boss will not even know about it.

Some people have good ideas.

However, his message was withdrawn.

The news about Zhou Jingyun came after him.

"What did you withdraw just now?"

"I didn't see it during the meeting."

Zhan Haiyang has a black streak on his head.

If you are in a meeting, just have a good time. If you don't see it, forget it.

Zhan Haiyang had no choice but to change the message just now and send it again.

"Boss, do you want me to come over and help you cook supper tonight?"

Forget it, he had to go back to City B early tomorrow morning, so it wouldn't be much trouble to cook Zhou Jingyun a late-night snack later tonight.

News from Zhou Jingyun came back soon.

The content instead asked, "Are you going to have hot pot with Gao Junqi again for dinner?"

Zhan Haiyang looked at the screen and laughed. The boss actually remembered that they ate hot pot after returning from Hope Primary School last time.

He answered truthfully, "Gao Junqi and Lin Rong both have their schedules to go to and will go directly to the airport right now."

In fact, he was also considering whether to rush back to the set tonight.

But I heard from Sister Zhishan that the real script reading will only start tomorrow morning.

He thought that since he had asked for leave anyway, he might as well stay and have a meal with his grandma tonight.

Sister Zhishan said that the director of the new drama is more strict and doesn't like actors asking for leave at will.

And this time he has a lot more roles than before. I don’t know when he can return to City A to be with grandma next time.

Zhan Haiyang thought for a while and used the thoughtful speaking skills he had learned throughout his life.

I composed a message to express tactfully that I actually didn’t want to cook midnight snacks for my boss.

After editing, Zhan Haiyang took his mobile phone and read it twice.

Then I clicked send with satisfaction.

The boss is such a discerning person, he must be able to understand it!

Recreation Headquarters.

The special assistant glanced at Zhou Jingyun without leaving any trace.

As expected, Zhou Jingyun frowned, showing a troubled expression.

The special assistant withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyebrows.

Sure enough, the things that allow Mr. Zhou to use his mobile phone to reply during meetings must be urgent and important matters.

Zhou Jingyun didn't know that he was being looked at.

He left half of his attention to listen to the department manager's report, and the rest of his attention was focused on the message sent by the little fool:

"If the boss doesn't need me to cook midnight snacks, then I'll talk to grandma for a while after dinner."

Well, the little idiot just wants to go home to be with grandma.

Zhou Jingyun looked at the dialog box on his side and saw the words "I have no appetite and don't want to have dinner, I'll wait for you to cook a midnight snack" that was already typed out.

After only thinking for two seconds, I deleted the words I had typed one by one and started typing again.

"Speaking of which, I haven't visited your home yet, so I'll follow you to grandma's house for a meal tonight."

After the message was sent, the man looked at his message and felt it was a bit serious and business-like.

He added, "Is that okay?"

Zhan Haiyang was stunned after receiving the message.

What does this mean, boss?

Is working in a company the same as studying in school, do you still need to receive home visits?

He didn't understand, but he didn't dare to ask.

Looking back on my previous life, the fire brigade would also hold activities to express condolences to family members from time to time.

Probably, maybe really?

Fortunately, the boss doesn't seem to be particularly difficult to maintain.

He can still eat home-cooked food, even if it doesn’t have to be oily or spicy.

Zhan Haiyang stayed for a few seconds and replied.

"Okay, boss."

Today's meeting adjourned relatively quickly.

The special assistant was packing up the files on the desktop when he suddenly saw Mr. Zhou getting up and walking towards him with a color on his face.

The special assistant stopped and looked at Zhou Jingyun, waiting for him to arrange the work.

Zhou Jingyun stood in front of the special assistant, considered his words for a moment, and then asked:

"When you usually visit important elders, what kind of gifts should you prepare?"

The special assistant was stunned for a moment. He was someone who needed Mr. Zhou to prepare a gift personally.

No wonder Mr. Zhou always takes out his cell phone to reply to messages during meetings.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Jingyun added, "I want a gift that doesn't seem too grand or too casual."

The special assistant's eyes narrowed and he clenched his hands into fists.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm going to make a list for you right away. You can look at it and make your choices."

Zhou Jingyun looked at the special assistant's prepared expression and could probably guess what he had misunderstood.

But he didn't intend to explain, so he nodded lightly.

"After you make the list, bring it to me. I'll leave early later."

-

Grandma was very surprised when she saw Zhan Haiyang coming back.

"I came back quite early. I thought I wouldn't arrive until seven or eight o'clock."

Zhan Haiyang called her two days ago and said that he had returned to City A to shoot a commercial.

But because the commercial shooting schedule is tight, I have to wait until the shooting is over before I have time to come back to see her.

I called again this afternoon and said I would go home for dinner tonight.

She happily went to the market to buy vegetables, and did not participate in the singing team activities. She stewed the beef brisket after noon.

When my grandson comes back, I can add the side dishes and it will be ready to eat.

Zhan Haiyang moved his nose and inhaled the fragrance that was already filling the room.

"Grandma, are you stewing beef brisket? Why is it so fragrant?"

Grandma Zhan’s stewed beef brisket is a masterpiece.

The boss is really lucky.

At this time, Grandma Zhan also saw the vegetables in Zhan Haiyang's hand. When she stepped forward to take it, she asked curiously, "Why did you go to buy so many vegetables?"

"Are you still worried that grandma won't buy groceries and cook for you?"

Grandma Zhan is always a cheerful person.

Otherwise, he would not be able to face the cruel fact that his son and daughter-in-law were killed and raise his grandson alone.

This time after being discharged from the hospital, he seemed to have figured things out more, and his words were humorous.

"Grandma, let me tell you something."

Zhan Haiyang scratched the back of his head and said, "A friend of mine is coming to my house for dinner tonight."

When grandma heard this, her eyes lit up.

A smile immediately broke out on his face, "Are you having friends coming to eat? Okay, okay."