After returning to the villa, Huang Xie felt that his bones were about to fall apart, so he lay straight on the bed, lazily looking at the ceiling.

"Wow, I'm so tired~" let out a long sigh, but was heard by Song Tingcheng, who had just come back, and immediately frowned and said to Huang Xie who was already lying on the bed and was about to become a salted fish: "Are you tired just like this?"

As if hearing the light pickiness in Song Tingcheng's words, Huang Xie sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and then jumped on the side of the bed, moving his body, very indifferently: "How come, I'll just talk casually, you underestimate me too much!"

"Heh, you have to accompany Xie Yuqing to rehearsal tomorrow, she is not like you can be perfect without flaws, so you have to be busy, don't be tired. Song Qingcheng chuckled and went back to his bedroom, and after a while, he heard the sound of water, and it seemed that he had gone to take a bath.

"Hehe, do you want to take a sneak peek?" Huang Xie hesitated, not knowing whether to watch it or not.

In the end, Huang Xie still made a decision, which took less than five seconds, after all, Huang Xie couldn't ink until Song Chengcheng was about to get out of the bath before making a decision, anyway, if you look at it, you will die, and it is better to die if you don't see it.

Quietly walked to the door of Song Qingcheng's bedroom, stretched out his hand to twist the doorknob, but suddenly Mingrui's consciousness suddenly felt something, tilted his head, looked at the window on the side, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his figure turned into an afterimage and flashed out of the window.

"It's you again!" Huang Xie stood on the wall of the villa, looking at the black figure standing on the wall not far away.

"Well, it looks like I didn't come at the right time. The person who came was Brother Feng, and at this time, he was standing there with a face and a calm tone, saying to Huang Xie.

Huang Xie snorted coldly: "It's good that you know, I didn't want to pay attention to you, but if you think about it, forget it, what's the matter with me?"

Brother Feng coughed dryly, suggesting that Huang Xie said, "Did Mr. Huang forget something?"

"What?" Huang Xie scratched his head and asked stupidly, like that, he didn't remember anything at all.

But Brother Feng won't eat this set, as for who Huang Xie is, he, who has only known him for less than an hour, knows it, if he can forget, the ghost will be resurrected!

"Mr. Huang, you promised me that you would pay 100,000 yuan to buy the information about Zhang Yujie that I gave you!" Brother Feng didn't want to go around the bend, so he simply said directly.

"! Didn't you say 80,000?" Huang Xie suddenly scolded, "It's really good for me to forget it, isn't it?"

"Hehe, Mr. Huang can still remember, but the 100,000 is no longer a number for Mr. Huang now!" Brother Feng smiled slowly, and then said slowly.

"Well, indeed. ”

"So, I want to ......"

"Otherwise, the 80,000 yuan will also be saved!" Before Brother Feng finished speaking, Huang Xie interrupted directly.

"Damn, hurry up, bring 80,000!" Brother Feng is a spirit, you can't fuck talk to this bastard, otherwise you will be pissed off.

"Forget it, I won't talk to you, give me the card number, and I'll transfer you later!" Huang Xie looked at the window, his sensitive ears had already heard the sound of Song Tingcheng preparing to take a bath, and he had to solve the matter quickly, otherwise it would be bad for Song Tingcheng to see himself standing here alone like a fool.

Brother Feng didn't talk nonsense, he directly threw out a piece of paper to Huang Xie, and then turned around and left slowly.

Huang Xie looked at the note helplessly, memorized all the numbers, and then rubbed the paper and threw it aside.

Seeing that Song Chengcheng was about to come out, Huang Xie hurriedly disappeared in a flash, returned to his room and quickly found a few clothes and went to take a bath.

As for voyeurism, I can only wait for tomorrow, and today is no longer good, and it is really unpleasant to be disturbed by Brother Feng's guy!

Nothing happened overnight.

……

"Click!"

With Director Pang shouting to stop, he then looked at the computer in front of him, and after making sure that it was correct, he shouted: "OK, the shooting is complete!"

"Yay!!"

All the staff cheered loudly, and after a few days of reshooting, the filming of this short commercial was finally completed.

"I feel like I've made a movie!"

"Isn't it, have you ever seen such a serious Pang Dao?"

"Also, I have to say that Mr. Huang's acting skills are the best I have ever seen, and with Miss Xie's acting skills, which are no less than those of the actor, perfect!"

……

After the shooting of the advertisement, Pang Dao held Huang Xie's hand with tears on his face, and thanked Huang Xie with great gratitude, it was Huang Xie who allowed him to complete his long-cherished wish that he had not fulfilled in his life.

And Song Chengcheng, who was sitting on the side, saw this, thought for a while and said: "Since Director Pang has fulfilled his wish, then I will invite you to take a four-day and three-night trip to the South China Sea, and you can also take a few sea photo albums by the way." ”

"Oh?

"Yes, how about taking a series of photo albums for Mr. Huang and Miss Xie?" Song Qingcheng's eyes quickly swept over the side and changed his clothes, and said.

"Okay! That's a good idea!" Director Pang thought for a while, and then agreed, "It's just that this time I'm going to invite an old friend, he is an expert in taking photos, and there are no more than ten people in the country who can reach his level!"

"Well, your friend is Teacher Lin?" asked Song Tingcheng with a wink.

"Yes, President Song knows?" Director Pang nodded, and then asked.

Song Qingcheng shook his head and said respectfully: "I haven't met, but I've seen a lot of his works, which are indeed unique!"

"Haha! That's!" Director Pang laughed, then took out his phone and made a call.

"Hey, Lao Lin?"

"It's me, what's wrong? Can't even hear me when I'm old?"

"Haha, how's it going?"

Then Director Pang asked a warm and polite sentence, and then inserted the topic: "I came to you this time to find you for something!"

"Don't worry, you're absolutely satisfied, I'm looking for you to take a photo album, don't get me wrong, it's not me, it's someone else!"

"In a word, are you free? I'll invite someone else if I don't have time!"

"What? You're still on vacation in Hawaii?"

"Damn, it's still hairy, fly over quickly, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Huh, who do you want to shoot?"

"You probably don't even know each other when you say it, and you don't have much access to the Internet anyway. ”

"Hurry up, if you don't want to regret it, hurry up and buy a plane ticket and fly to Allure International in City A to find me!"

"Don't talk about it, this international call is too expensive, I'll hang up first!" Director Pang hung up directly after speaking, and then said to Song Tingcheng: "Don't worry, this guy will definitely come." ”

"Hmm!" Song Qingcheng nodded in astonishment, she didn't expect that the strict Director Pang would have such a side, but also, from the conversation between him and Teacher Lin, it can be heard that the relationship between him and Teacher Lin is extraordinary, and there are no taboos when it comes to talking, this is the dialogue between real friends, not those hypocritical politeness.

"Okay, I want to take someone back to rest, I've been busy these days. Director Pang said, and beckoned the staff to leave the studio, and suddenly there were only three people left in the studio: Huang Xie Xie Yuqing and Song Chengcheng.