A few people asked a few more questions, but Zhang Shan's kid was as smooth as a ghost, and his mouth was as dense as a crack in a stone, and he couldn't pry it open. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that they couldn't dig up any fierce information, everyone had to give up.

Then, after waiting for more than half an hour, everyone followed the program team to register and take the flight to Kyoto.

It was still about ten hours, and I poured a few time zones, and when I arrived in Kyoto, it was already noon.

After getting off the plane, several guests hugged and said goodbye, but they were not as reluctant as Lin Yun'e.

After all, Chen Chichi, Yang Mi, Chen Qiaoan, and Wang Baoqiang are all old acquaintances, and Zhou Ke and Zhang Shan are also developing in Kyoto, and the transportation is particularly developed.

Zhao Shanshan, who was in the ice city, pursed her lips and said deeply that she would also come to Kyoto to develop and join Brother Zhang Shan.

Zhang Shan hurriedly waved his hand, it's not appropriate to go to me, he hasn't bought a house in Kyoto, and he has always lived in a hotel, which is not very convenient.

In the end, Zhou Ke hugged Zhao Shanshan and said that he could come to live at her house, anyway, he was alone, and he could just have a companion.

After leaving the airport, after several people separated, Zhang Shan wanted to take a taxi, who would have thought that at the pick-up gate of the airport, there were people from Xingyi Media to pick up the airport!

"Brother Shan! Over here! A staff member greeted him twice and hurriedly ran to Zhang Shan's side.

Zhang Shan asked with some surprise, "How do you know that I am in this class?" ”

"I called you before and kept turning off the phone, but we contacted the starting point TV program team to know your flight time." The staff enthusiastically took his luggage and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao originally wanted to come over to pick up Brother Shan today, but because he had a very important meeting today, he couldn't be there in person, but Mr. Zhao said that he would personally arrange you tonight!" ”

Zhang Shan waved his hand, "It's too polite." ”

After getting in the car, he turned on his mobile phone, because he wanted to record a program, he was not allowed to bring his mobile phone, he was too tired last night, he went back to the hotel and fell asleep, and he was not allowed to turn on the plane on the plane, so he never turned it on.

It doesn't matter if it's opened, there are as many as seventy or eighty missed calls and dozens of text messages, most of which are from Lin Xuan and a few staff members of Xingyi Media.

Looking at the text message again, Zhang Shan suddenly said, his face was full of black lines!

Lin Xuan: "Zhang Shan, I know you're not dead, come back quickly, okay?"

"Zhang Shan, come back, I won't scold you anymore, really!"

"Zhang Shan, I miss you so much, I miss you so much!"

"Great, Zhang Shan, you're not dead! I saw you in the live broadcast room!"

"Thankfully! Lucky! It's great that you're not dead!"

"Zhang Shan, hurry up and get back to my wife when you're done, do you know how worried I am about you!"

Zhang Shan: "......"

Sister Xuan, didn't we say okay and won't scold me in the future?

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Song Hai: "Brother, even if I know that you will never receive this text message, but I still have to send it, go all the way, Lin Xuan, you can rest assured that I will take care of it!"

"Great! Brother, you're not dead? Kiss you, Mu, Mu, contact me when you go back to China, and my brother will pick you up!"

Nimabi! Why is he called a brother?

Zhang Shan's face turned black and turned to Song Qi.

Damn it? Not a single SMS call?

Zhang Shan snorted coldly in his heart, this old witch is really unreasonable, I am "dead", and I don't know how to send a text message to comfort me.

Lu Xiaoman: "Zhang Shan, I like you, although I know you can't get it anymore, but I still want to tell you!"

"Zhang Shan, it turns out that you didn't ...... Heck, I used to play Truth or Dare with my friends, so don't take it seriously!"

"Zhang Shan, I'm Ding Wantong, I secretly sent you Xiaoman's mobile phone, she really likes you, since I know that you are "dead", I wash my face with tears all day long, I tell you, you are not allowed to be sorry for her!"

"Forehead ......"

Zhang Shan thought about it, and didn't know what to reply, forget it, let it go for the time being, and then, he called Lin Xuan and reported his safety, but he didn't expect that this Nizi would cry directly on the phone.

He had to comfort her, saying that he would definitely go to see her in Bingcheng in the next two days.

Next, there is Song Hai.

This kid is also relieved, knowing that Zhang Shan will not die so easily, but he is not very sad.

Finally, Song Qi.

After a long time, the phone was connected, and a very soft voice came, "Brother Shan, great, you're not dead?" Oh no...... I'm sorry, Mr. Song, she just finished drinking porridge and fell asleep, she has just had surgery now, and her body is still very weak, I really can't bear to wake her up, or you will fight again in the afternoon! ”

Not Song Qi's voice? Could it be her secretary's?

Zhang Shan was a little puzzled, "What happened to Song Qi?" ”

"Mr. Song, she ......"

The secretary's voice seemed to be a little hesitant, and finally spoke: "Mr. Song, she has been busy with the financing negotiation of the Fengdu chain star hotel in the past few days, and she hardly slept much, and the meal was not delicious, I heard about it a few days ago...... When I heard the news of your accident, I fainted and was sent to the hospital for examination, it was chronic gastritis, which was already very serious. ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Shan was stunned for a moment, it seems that he is wrong to blame the old monster, no wonder there is no text message and phone call, it turns out that she has been in a coma in the hospital and undergoing surgery.

"Alas......"

He sighed, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for this woman who was as strong as an iceberg on the outside, "That's it, when she wakes up, don't tell her that I'm not dead, I'm afraid that she will be too emotional and refuse to recuperate with peace of mind, I will go back to Bingcheng to see her in person tomorrow!" ”

"Okay, Brother Shan, thank you so much, Mr. Song has been lying in bed for the past few days, staring at the ceiling, and I'm terrified." The little secretary hurriedly said.

"Okay, take care of her, I'll hang up first."

Zhang Shan hung up the phone, thought of Song Qi, and sighed again.

When I arrived at the headquarters of Xingyi Media, I went to Zhao Tong's office.

The secretary knocked on the door, then pushed it open, and said softly: "Mr. Zhao, Zhang Shan is back!" ”

"Great! Zhang Shan, I watched the live broadcast room before, you didn't die, I didn't believe it yet, but now that I see a real person, my heart has finally settled. ”

When Zhao Tong saw Zhang Shan, he was immediately excited, hurriedly walked over and hugged Zhang Shan, "Great!" That's great! ”

"Mr. Zhao is bothered!"

Zhang Shan smiled politely.

"You're welcome!"

Mr. Zhao pretended to be angry, and immediately arranged for Zhang Shan to sit down and make tea himself, "You don't know, I heard that you had an accident before, how anxious I was, I almost didn't start a lawsuit with the starting point TV, and, the assistant I arranged for you slipped away halfway, but don't worry, I have already opened the person, and I have rearranged a new assistant for you." ”

Zhang Shan nodded, took the hot tea, and took a sip, "Fortunately, nothing is serious, otherwise, the lawsuit is really troublesome." ”