normal friend

Chapter 13: Closed

Meng Weiqing didn't come to Shenzhen because of the company's affairs at all. He didn't expect to have such an unpleasant fight with Bai Xiaojun now. After finishing his coffee, he went directly to buy a return ticket in the afternoon.But the time for most of the day was really hard. After thinking about it, since the drivers had come, Meng Weiqing still walked out of the airport and took the company's car.

Sun Chenyu, the general manager of the Shenzhen company, is the son of board member Sun Jiawang, not much older than Meng Weiqing.It was Sun Chenyu who single-handedly promoted Meng Weiqing from a small employee to an executive here in incognito.Later, Meng Weiqing went to the Beijing head office, and the two still maintained relatively close personal contacts.

It was too early, and most of the employees in the company hadn't come to work yet.There is a large conference room on the eleventh floor, which is connected to a rest suite, with all kinds of daily necessities, and a separate bathroom. It is more comfortable than an airport hotel. It is only half an hour's drive away, so Meng Weiqing came here to sleep.After tossing all night, Meng Weiqing was so exhausted that he fell asleep.When I opened my eyes again, it was already afternoon, and it was time to leave.

Meng Weiqing washed his face casually and was about to leave, but when he was about to open the door, he heard the fax machine ringing in the meeting room.Because this meeting room is rarely used, you have to come to this floor to use the fax machine and printer. It is not for meetings, and basically no one uses the equipment here.Meng Weiqing thought that someone was coming to the meeting while he was asleep, and thought that it would be too scary for him to walk out so recklessly, so he decided to take a peek at what was going on first.But when he pushed the door open silently, he found that there was no one in the room, only the fax machine was sliding back and forth.Meng Weiqing went out and picked up a piece of A4 paper that had already been printed and looked at it carefully. Then his eyes widened. What he saw was the financial statement of the Beijing head office last year.Why are the financial statements of the head office sent to the branch by fax? !Who is so bold? !

There were voices outside the door. Meng Weiqing put down the A4 paper and returned to the rest suite, leaving a gap of less than one centimeter in the door.

Soon Sun Chenyu came in on the phone, "Yeah... I received it. I'm printing it. Um... haha, I know I know. Yes, just now Lao Qin said that he had sent him to the company, and I I haven't met anyone here for a long time, why don't I hurry up and collect my things. Umm...no...I got it."

Meng Weiqing immediately retreated to the bedroom to take a look around. Fortunately, he was too sleepy and lay down to sleep. There were no other signs except for a little wrinkle on the bed.He flattened the bed as quickly as possible, then went into the bathroom to dry the water on the sink with paper, and finally hid in the closet.Within a few seconds, Meng Weiqing heard the sound of the door opening and the bathroom lighting switch being turned on.

After a while it was quiet outside. Ten minutes later, Meng Weiqing appeared in the staff cafeteria on the second floor of the company. While eating, he called Sun Chenyu, saying that he came too early and saw that he was not there, so he went out and opened a room in a nearby hotel. He was hungry and came over to eat. After a meal, I asked him if we could go together when we got to the company.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Weiqing sent Bai Xiaojun a message: I originally wanted to leave this afternoon, but I changed my mind temporarily.How are you doing?Is it over?

Bai Xiaojun woke up in the hospital with an infusion on his hands and ice on his legs.Turning around to see a backlit figure standing by the window, why is it so familiar? "Back View" turned his head when he heard the voice, and I'll fuck him——Bai Xiaojun gritted his teeth and bowed his upper body, "You're still haunted, aren't you?"

Meng Weiqing changed her outfit: black cloth shoes, black shorts, a black T-shirt, a black baseball cap on her head, and a black mask of the same style as 90.00% of the Nine Stars on her chin.He walked to the bed, "I sent you a message but didn't reply to me, so I tried to make a call, but it wasn't you who answered the call, and said you were in the hospital, so I came."

"What's wrong with me?"

"I haven't slept, I've been filming, I've been overworked, I haven't eaten, my blood sugar is too low, I've been drinking coffee, coffee, because of excessive intake. The heart can't bear the load, and I don't adapt to the climate. I passed out and broke my leg."

"Ah?!" Bai Xiaojun sat up and looked at his leg, "Broken?!"

Meng Weiqing looked at him expressionlessly, "Yeah, I might have to amputate my leg."

Bai Xiaojun was dizzy for a while, stretched out his hand to grab his leg, his voice choked up instantly, "I said...why didn't I feel it..."

Meng Weiqing endured it for a few seconds, and couldn't help but start laughing, "Hahahaha! I'm just teasing you! Just twist it a little bit, just rest for a few days... ahahahaha!"

Bai Xiaojun raised his head in surprise, opened his mouth for a long time, but was so angry that he didn't say a word.Meng Weiqing laughed even more happily, and finally sat on the edge of the bed. Bai Xiaojun kicked him off with his uninjured leg, "Where's the crew? Why are none of them missing?"

Meng Weiqing stood up straight again and held back her laughter, "They have to change the location to shoot in the afternoon. I said it's fine if I'm here, and let them all go."

Bai Xiaojun wondered what was wrong, "'You' let them go?"

"Yes."

"Did no one ask who you were?"

"Ask, I said I am your assistant."

Bai Xiaojun was dumbfounded again, "Are you stupid? Have you seen an assistant who is handsomer and taller than the actor himself?"

"Didn't I just go and buy some clothes before I came to the hospital? Besides, I'm more handsome than you. Don't be so humble, can you?"

"And what kind of assistant do I have for a young [-]th-tier actor? Tell me about it and make people laugh out loud, okay?!"

"Huh? Don't all actors have assistants?"

Bai Xiaojun rolled his eyes at Meng Weiqing.

"Hmm—" Meng Weiqing pursed her lips tightly.

Bai Xiaojun had a bad feeling, "What? Is there something else?"

"If there should be no assistant, shouldn't there be a special car?"

Bai Xiaojun suddenly felt dark clouds gathered, "You still told the crew that I have a special car?"

"They said they asked me to call you when you woke up, and when they finished work, I would pick you up and take you to the hotel arranged by the crew. I thought, since it's so busy, don't let them mess around, just say there is a car, and the hotel will be booked by myself Yes. When you wake up, ask the doctor if you can continue filming, then we can go directly to the filming location."

"You still said you want to ask the doctor if I can continue filming?!"

"Yes, otherwise?"

"We must continue to shoot! God! I'm probably going to be mad at you!"

Bai Xiaojun grabbed his cell phone and quickly dialed the producer to make sure that he could participate in the filming normally.

Hang up the phone, the doctor came, checked and said nothing serious, eat and sleep on time from now on, don't drink so much coffee.It doesn't matter about the legs, just rest for a few days, preferably in bed.Bai Xiaojun asked for a few days, and the doctor said at least a week, Bai Xiaojun didn't even think about it, and immediately closed the door.

"No!" Meng Weiqing suddenly shouted.

Bai Xiaojun and the doctor looked at him and said in unison, "Why?"

"Isn't breaking the seal very harmful to the body?"

"Hmph." The doctor curled his lips, "Have you heard any rumors about being sealed off?"

Meng Weiqing thought that the doctor would dissuade Bai Xiaojun from beating him, but he didn't expect such an attitude, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"You can look it up on the Internet yourself: closed injections are just a fast-acting treatment that can cure the disease. As long as you don't have too many shots, and don't do strenuous exercise during the closed period to cause secondary injuries, that's fine."

Meng Weiqing thought about it, then turned to ask Bai Xiaojun, "What will your next scene be?"

Bai Xiaojun was helpless, so he had no choice but to tell the doctor first, "I'll go over to ask you to prescribe the closed injection in a while."

The doctor is gone.Bai Xiaojun patted the bed and asked Meng Weiqing to sit down, "Why don't you go to work on the company or go back to Beijing?"

Meng Weiqing stood still, "I have to finish your work first."

Bai Xiaojun spread his hands, "I don't need you here."

"Aren't you inconvenient to move now? I'm not familiar with the place here. I have been in Shenzhen for five years. I can't see you like this and leave you in the hospital."

"I will be able to move freely after getting an injection in a while. I will take good care of my injuries after filming the last two scenes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You really don't need to worry about it. I am not a child and I am not stupid. I was injured when I was shooting commercials before. A city you haven’t been to, isn’t doing well until now? Didn’t you say that your younger brother is still thinking about how to harm you? You should be very busy, go and get busy with your own business.”

Meng Weiqing was powerless to refute Bai Xiaojun's words.But because of Wu Xiangdong's matter, he still felt a little guilty, although he didn't seem to be at fault.Bai Xiaojun probably understood what he was thinking.Seeing him hesitant to speak several times like he was constipated, Bai Xiaojun sighed.

"I said those things in a fit of anger in the morning. I'm not so ignorant. How about this, I promise: I'll tell you as soon as the filming is over. Let's have a good meal together, okay?"

Meng Weiqing's expression eased a little, "Well—okay, then it's settled. I'll wait for your news."

Watching Meng Weiqing close the door and leave.Bai Xiaojun lay back on the bed and heaved a sigh of relief.The phone rang suddenly, and he took a look: it was an unfamiliar number.It is estimated that the intermediary loan was selling those again, so he just hung up.