Heavy snow in Moscow, one after another.

It's like Gan Jing's mood at the moment, hula hula floats down.

Time is passing, and there has been no response in the country.

"Owner, dinner came, caviar, brown bread, Olivier salad. Arwen opened the door of the room and came in with his own hands pushing the dining cart.

Gan Jing stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scenery outside, and said without looking back: "Awen, I don't seem to be so impatient when I hear you speak." ”

Ah Wen replied while placing the plate on the table: "Because I have figured it out, it is useless for me to be in a hurry about this matter, just do my assistant's job honestly this time." ”

"Oh?"

Awen is really as calm as she said: "The weather here is so cold, I will pay attention to the boss's health and not have problems, as for communication, in fact, you are better at English than me, and you can't speak Russian. ”

Gan Jing withdrew his gaze from the snow outside, turned around and smiled: "Cheng, Awen, you are a person who does great things with this mentality, and I really want to let you out." Eh, a good morning's sleep is considered to adjust the jet lag. ”

He walked a few steps to the table and looked at the food on the plate, and shook his head: "I want to drink a bowl of Hu spicy soup at this time, well, dip it in fritters and eat it." It would be even better if there was another salted duck egg, the kind that would flow oil as soon as the shell was opened. ”

Arwen laughed twice, spread his hands, and was embarrassed: "That's really not found, boss, I don't think you want to try Chinese food made by a group of foreigners." ”

Gan Jing blinked, and could roughly imagine what kind of painting style the Chinese food in the hands of foreigners would be, so he didn't mention it.

At the end of a lunch, the mobile phone was as quiet as a cowhide drum with water, but it didn't ring.

In the past, Gan Jing especially hated the mobile phone, which always rang when he was thinking, reading the script, and enjoying the movie.

Buzz, buzz human brain melon seeds hurt.

But now, a morning has passed, and there has been no news from the country, and the hotel I have stayed in is almost like a radio silence before the war.

A typical local Moscow lunch, Gan Jing ate quietly for half an hour, and finally gave a post-dinner comment: "It's a little better than I imagined." ”

Aven Wan'er, summoned the waiter to clean up the room.

After the meal, Gan Jing still stood by the floor-to-ceiling window to admire the snowy Moscow, while Awen was attentive> although the domestic phone number was not called, but the emergency WeChat group communicated from time to time, but Gan Jing did not pay attention to the process, what he wanted was the result.

After watching the snow for an hour, the phone still didn't ring, the snow was still not small, but the landline phone in the room rang.

"Hello, Mr. Gan, someone is looking for you in the lobby on the first floor. "The northeast Chinese accent of the front desk attendant.

Gan Jing estimated that this Chinese was studied in the black land, and he wondered in his heart, who could come to the door in this territory? Deputy Director Ivanov gave enough of the dismount? Is it inconvenient to say on the TV station that he came to the hotel?

Unable to guess the situation for a while, Gan Jing hung up the phone and took Ah Wen downstairs.

When he arrived at the hall on the first floor, Gan Jing glanced at it and couldn't laugh or cry, isn't this the doorman Mao Zi yesterday?

Well, although it was somewhat unexpected, it was barely related to the TV station.

"Hi. Gan Jinggang wanted to greet him in English, but suddenly felt that he could also change the way, so he immediately said, "Ula~"

Maozi is a big man, with a very thick beard, and he looks very powerful, but when he saw Forrest Gump, he was a little shy.

"Forrest Gump. He still shouted out his Chinese name, and then stumbled in English and said, "Yesterday, I worked, I can't." Today I tell you, Ivanov. ”

Gan Jing understood what this meant, he was standing at work yesterday and couldn't talk about the deputy director of the TV station, and today he probably can provide some help to idols as a fan.

Eh, the actor's aura still has some effect.

"Go up and tell me, I don't know your name yet. Gan Jing smiled, trying to make himself appear more gentle and friendly.

"Chekhov. After entering the hotel, the bearded man seemed to throw all the sounds that should match his appearance into the wind and snow outside, and at this moment, he stood in the elevator a little cramped and uneasy.

"Well, good name. Gan Jing became more kind, "Chekov, how long have you been working in the TV station? Are you married? Are your parents good?"

"Good, good, all good. Ah, I, I'm ......" Chekov was asked even more crampedly, he was now completely devoid of the firmness that had stopped the two yesterday.

Gan Jing was a little relieved, although it was a little difficult to communicate verbally, but it didn't look like a person with ulterior motives, otherwise his acting skills would have been able to deceive the actor's eyes.

Out of politeness, after arriving at the room, Gan Jing wanted to greet him politely, but this Chekhov seemed to be more anxious than himself.

"Forrest Gump, TV station, everyone knows, Huaxia liar. ”

"Ivanov, the most deceived, face-stricken, ridiculed. ”

"Director and Ivanov, relatives. ”

Gan Jing sat opposite Chekhov, sipped tea and understood two things, Ivanov, the relationship between the original scammer company is indeed very effective, and he belongs to the real power figure in Moscow TV, so the backlash is also very fierce, in addition, being deceived made Mao Zi feel shameless, especially the deputy director who led the way.

"Chekhov, how do you think this matter should be resolved?" Gan Jing considered that it may not be necessary to let the TV series be fully broadcast, if the TV station here can make a statement, it is much easier to talk in China, "Can it be solved with money?"

Chekhov shook his head again and again: "No, no, Ivanov, not bad money." ”

Although the words are very brief, Gan Jing somewhat understands what this means, some people do not pursue the growth of wealth after spending enough money, just like the famous Chinese actor Mr. Gan Jing, he is such a person.

"Then what do you think I should do?" Gan Jing thought for a moment and asked himself about this fan.

"Tonight, the party, a lot of people. Chekov stumbled, "Contact, sincerity." He pointed to his own heart, and then pointed to Forrest Gump's heart, and suddenly felt a little shy.

Ahem, Chekhov, bearded and powdery.

Gan Jingqiang endured the discomfort and asked for the address, confirmed the specific time, and decided to find an opportunity to contact the deputy director of Ivanov in the evening, Chekov said that there was no problem, a sincere attitude is the basis of contact, and the people on the TV station here probably need a channel to vent if they were deceived.

"Forrest Gump, take a group photo. "Chekov made a request after the briefing.

Gan Jing happily satisfied him, and after sending away this bearded man, he still felt a little emotional, the fans without borders are really warm-hearted, although it would be more comfortable to be a female fan, but it is already very good to have it.

"Boss, there is no news in China, Brother Chen is working hard. "Arwen reported in due course.

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice. Do it yourself, have plenty of food and clothing. ”

Gan Jing looked at the snow outside and waved his hand vigorously in the air.