After being dressed as cannon fodder, I just want a divorce

Zhou Zhou's injury has been repaired in the hospital for nearly half a month. As before, he could have been discharged earlier, but Fu Hengzhi forced him to observe him in the hospital for an extra week. Wang Li came to visit him, saying that he came to check on the rush of the script. After all, the director and investors of this play are already in place, and the casting is also in progress. At such a critical moment, the original screenwriter can't have any problems.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhou injured his shoulder and not his fingers. After a little recovery, the impact on his work was not that great. The script was written and sent to Sheng Yuan in the form of an electronic document before he was discharged from the hospital. It is reasonable to say that there is no problem with the finality established by I, but it has to be confirmed by the screenwriter team on the production side in the end.

Zhou Zhou sat on Fu Hengzhi's co-pilot and replied to Wang Li. He was relieved after confirming that the script could be used. It would not be difficult to change it, but it must be troublesome. Coincidentally, things have come together recently.

"Grandpa's [-]th birthday will be in one week. Grandpa and grandma are living in X City for retirement. My aunt will send the two old people to my parents tomorrow." Fu Hengzhi looked at the vehicle ahead and spoke stiffly, letting After Zhou Zhou put down the new phone, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"What's wrong?" The other party didn't seem to be in a good mood, Zhou Zhou thought, could it be that the company's contract matter hasn't been settled yet?

"It's okay." Fu Heng realized later, coughed lightly, and said, "There's been a lot of things lately."

Zhou Zhou nodded, "By the way, didn't you say last time that I would invite the girl who saved me out to have a meal when I was discharged from the hospital? When will you have time?" Hengzhi whispered his mobile phone number in his ear at night, and he gave him a good meal, but in the end Zhou Zhou still couldn't resist the other party's resentful eyes, and took a step back to agree with Fu Hengzhi's words. .

"Hmm..." Fu Hengzhi hesitated, and after thinking for a while, he slowly said: "I don't have time in the near future, maybe I have to wait until after Grandpa's [-]th birthday."

Zhou Zhou had no objection, the phone vibrated, he hummed and continued to reply.

When I got home and saw the familiar layout and the busy figures in the kitchen, I felt inexplicably at ease. It was lunch time, and Zhou Zhou walked to the dining table and looked at a table of dishes that suited his taste. He was in a good mood.

"Hey, I'm back so soon." Aunt Feng put the sweet and sour sauce on the table and hurried into the kitchen, and a voice came from inside, "You wash your hands first, I still have a soup that I haven't made yet. "

Aunt Feng also visited him once during the hospitalization, and even Fu Hongjiang and Duan Yun also came to the hospital at that time. Zhou Zhou clearly remembered Fu Hongjiang's gloomy face when he saw his right shoulder. Zhang Cixiang's kind face was completely different, and he finally said to Fu Hengzhi: "You can handle it yourself, as long as you know what's in your mind." What Zhou Zhou heard at the time was vague.

Zhou Zhou's eating speed obviously slowed down a lot as he thought about things in his mind, and he didn't recover until Fu Hengzhi picked up a piece of beef and handed it to his bowl.

"I'll be back later in the afternoon." Fu Hengzhi also handed over the fish with thorns picked out from the plate in front of him. Zhou Zhou took it and asked casually, "Is there something wrong with the company?"

"En." Fu Hengzhi took another piece of sweet and sour ribs.

Today, Fu Hengzhi seemed to pick up food for him very frequently. Zhou Zhou didn't need to stick his chopsticks out, he just needed to eat what the other party picked up for him in his own bowl. Although Fu Hengzhi was also so caring on weekdays, But Zhou Zhou inevitably looked at him twice more.

After the meal, Fu Hengzhi drove back to the company. Zhou Zhou also had something to do in the afternoon. He was going to meet with the crew of "Boundless" in the afternoon.

"Boundless" is Zhou Zhou's drama-style novel. As soon as Fu Heng left, Zhou Zhou went to the garage. The BMW M that he drove to Shengyuan had already been taken back to the garage by the other party. Even so, Zhou Zhou Zhou still couldn't help but cast a shadow on this car. He heard from Fu Hengzhi that he used to drive this car often, and he was the only one in this residential area who had this series of limited models.

Afraid, Zhou Zhou didn't dare to drive this car, instead he chose the Mercedes-Benz trotting next to him.

It wasn't that kind of formal meeting, it was a private gathering of related personnel of the film crew, and the location chosen was considered appropriate. Zhou Zhou was relieved after driving to meet just an ordinary restaurant.I'm afraid to find some kind of club like Li Qingjie did last time, this is a decent place anyway.

Zhou Zhou went early, and the producer had booked a small hall on the third floor of the restaurant. There were three large round tables inside. The food hadn't been served yet, and there were a few scattered people sitting there. Zhou Zhou chose an inconspicuous place to sit. Next, as soon as his butt touched the chair, he was stopped by someone.

"Brother Zhou!" A man who seemed to be very eloquent shouted at him. Zhou Zhou used to wear a mask when going out, and took it off when he got to the place.

No one would have known if he hadn't shouted. The sound attracted the attention of everyone present. Who made Zhou Zhou a public figure in the circle before.

Knowing that he was calling himself, Zhou Zhou stood up politely, not knowing the identity of the man in front of him, he extended his hand friendly, and smiled slightly: "Hello."

"Yo, Brother Zhou is so polite." The man stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Zhou, maybe the shout at the beginning was just to show that he was closer to the other party, but Zhou Zhou stretched out his hand to be polite, the man was a little embarrassed He said with a dry smile: "Your nobleman forgets things so much that you don't know me anymore? I am Xiao Wang."

"Xiao Wang?" Zhou Zhou blinked, expressing that he really didn't know him, and he didn't know which person in his long-term memory he was.

"Wang Xiaoxun, I'm running the show for your first film." Wang Xiaoxun blinked, leaned closer and whispered: "Did you forget? You can't eat the food for the crew, so let me help you buy food outside."

"... Ang." Zhou Zhou's eyes were still confused, but in order not to embarrass both parties, he still pretended to be stunned, "There have been too many things recently, and I didn't remember them for a while."

"You are a very busy person. After being an actor, you go to write a book." Wang Xiaoxun patted his beard and opened his mouth. "How can ordinary people have such achievements as you?"

As he spoke, he pushed Zhou Zhou halfway to the front of the round table, and pressed the other person's shoulders to let him sit down. From the perspective of outsiders, the relationship between the two was really good. Feeling the puzzled and envious eyes from all around him, Wang Xiaoxun felt complacent, and used only The voices that the two of them could hear said: "This film was filmed by Yuedong Film and Television. Mr. Liu has emphasized you to us. Don't worry, from the director to the producer are all members of our family. You are the biggest in this crew."

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