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"Su Yu, please send the contents of the third episode to the guests so that they can familiarize themselves with it first."
After the meeting, Li Wan ordered Su Yu as he walked out.
"Okay, Director Li."
Su Yu agreed, and when Li Wan walked out of the office, she jumped in front of Fang Xiaole with a smile.
"Dear Vice President Fang, have you forgotten what you promised me?"
Others were a little used to it. Luo Hui put his arm on Zhang Zhiqin's shoulder and walked out as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Zhiqin looked back at Su Yu and wanted to speak, but was forcefully dragged towards the door of the conference room by Luo Hui.
"Of course I haven't forgotten it. I still want to give you a meal to thank you."
Fang Xiaole smiled and said loudly to his colleagues in the planning team: "Are you free tonight? I'll treat you all to dinner."
"Vice President Fang wants to treat you? Of course you're free!"
"Vice President Fang has been promoted and hasn't invited us to dinner yet. How can he not be free?"
Luo Hui turned around and looked at Fang Xiaole in surprise. He had always thought that Fang Xiaole and Su Yu had that kind of relationship. They must be on a "date" tonight. He didn't expect that Fang Xiaole would suddenly invite so many people to dinner. .
Zhang Zhiqin¡¯s eyes lit up and he immediately agreed: ¡°Okay, I¡¯m going!¡±
"Where's Brother Luo? Why don't you ask your sister-in-law for a day off? It's rare to relax, and you'll be working hard again in two days."
Fang Xiaole sincerely invites Luo Hui.
"Yeah, I still have to give Xiaofang some face."
Luo Hui thought that the person in the family was forcing him to have a second child recently, which made him suffer from backache every night. Today he finally had a legitimate reason to give his brother a holiday, so he nodded steadily.
"Su Yu, today is mainly to thank you. What do you want to eat?"
Fang Xiaole took out his mobile phone to order a table and asked Su Yu for his opinion.
"Then let's have hot pot." Su Yu forced a smile.
¡°Okay, I¡¯ll be at Liangpin Xiaoxian Hot Pot City tonight. I¡¯ve made a reservation. We¡¯ll go directly there after we finish work.¡±
Fang Xiaole quickly made a reservation online and turned to the others.
"Okay, thank you first, Vice President Fang!"
Everyone smiled and agreed.
"I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."
Su Yu said something and quickly walked out of the conference room.
Fang Xiaole looked at her back and felt slightly guilty, but he did not regret what he did.
Although he is very slow in this regard, he also knows the principle of breaking when it is time to break.
Fang Xiaole subconsciously picked up her phone and opened WeChat, hoping to see the red dot indicating new information on the profile picture of the pretty little girl.
But he was disappointed, she didn¡¯t send a message.
She should be busy recording new songs now, right?
"Xiao Fang, let's go."
Luo Hui shouted at the door. Their planning team had to go to several locations to coordinate the layout of the venue.
"Oh, here it comes!"
Fang Xiaole agreed and hurriedly caught up with Luo Hui and Zhang Zhiqin.
Throughout the afternoon, Fang Xiaole was busy running between several locations.
After work, he and his colleagues had a great meal in the hot pot city. Although they seemed to be laughing and laughing, Fang Xiaole felt a little unhappy all the time.
He didn¡¯t receive a WeChat message all day today.
Around ten o'clock in the evening, Fang Xiaole returned to the rental house, washed briefly and then went to bed.
In the next two days, the preparation work of the program team entered the final stage, and everyone entered an overloaded working state.
When Fang Xiaole dragged his tired body back to the rental house every night, he would subconsciously open WeChat, but he did not see the expected information.
So, he devoted himself to the variety show directing course.
He had already completed more than ten directing lessons that Hong Sanshi had sent him. Later, Hong Sanshi simply gave him all the courses on variety show directing from China Film Academy.
Fang Xiaole works during the day and takes directing classes by himself at night, so his life is quite fulfilling.
It¡¯s just that I¡¯ve always felt a little bit lost in my heart, and I always felt that something was missing.
We have to record two new songs in a few days and make an album.She must be very busy, so don't disturb her.
Fang Xiaole comforted himself like this.
On the third night after the two "lost contact", Fang Xiaole finally couldn't bear it anymore. After watching a directing course, he picked up his mobile phone.
In order to prevent himself from becoming hesitant while thinking about things, and eventually losing the courage to send a message, Fang Xiaole quickly typed a line in the WeChat dialog box, and then directly pressed the send button:
"How is your injury?"
After sending the message, Fang Xiaole sat on the chair, holding his mobile phone, and stared blankly at the ceiling that had already had a few small cracks.
But after a long time, Lin Yao didn't come back.
Fang Xiaole put down his mobile phone and continued to study in the directing course.
It¡¯s past ten o¡¯clock now, she may have rested.
Anyway, we can meet in a few days during the recording of the show. Then we can ask her about her recovery from the injury.
However, even though he was thinking this, Fang Xiaole still couldn't concentrate immediately. He kept getting distracted while watching the teaching videos, and his learning efficiency was very low.
"The sand on your fingertips, him in your heart, she has been waiting for you."
Suddenly, a gentle and sad song sounded in the cramped rental house, immediately dispelling the coldness and loneliness of the night.
Fang Xiaole was stunned for a moment and quickly picked up the phone.
Sure enough, a red dot with a message lit up next to the cute little girl¡¯s avatar.
Fang Xiaole clicked on Lin Yao¡¯s WeChat account, but what he saw was not text, but a picture.
This is a fair ankle, and most of the previous redness and swelling have subsided.
Then Lin Yao sent another voice message.
"Look, it's almost healed. Have you been very busy these past two days?"
Her voice was a little tired and slightly nasal.
"You're quite busy. How about you, how's the new song recording going?"
Fang Xiaole sent a voice message, thought about it, and then asked:
"You seem very tired. Do you have a cold?"
It¡¯s the end of September. It¡¯s been raining in Jiangrong City these days. The temperature fluctuates. It¡¯s easy to catch a cold.
Lin Yao is in a critical period of recording new songs. It would be very troublesome if she catches a cold.
This time Lin Yao did not reply immediately, and it took a while before she sent a text.
"It's okay, I just got caught in the rain when I came back. I'll just take a shower later and it'll be fine."
Fang Xiaole frowned slightly, Lin Yao was picked up by a car when she went out, how could she get caught in the rain?
But he didn¡¯t ask any more questions. He wasn¡¯t one of Lin Yao¡¯s people, so being so verbose would offend others.
"Then you go take a shower quickly, don't really catch a cold."
As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered something again and continued:
"Your feet are not fully healed yet, so you still need to pay attention. By the way, you only sent photos of your feet. Where is your back?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com