Mu Chengcheng smacked his lips and took out his mobile phone to call Chu Qi.

"Mu Chengcheng, I see that your head is caught in the door....." Chu Qi's face was covered with a thick layer of mask mud, leaving only two nostrils panting.

Mu Chengcheng was lying on his back on the other side, and he was exhaling with only two nostrils: "Do you know that I can ask a lawyer to send you a lawyer's letter accusing you of personal attacks." ”

"I said on the phone that the sister he likes is not my sister...."

Chu Qi's emotional intelligence seems to have reached the ceiling of human beings, at least a height that Mu Chengcheng can't reach.

"So what? Pulling me over and covering my face with cement can change the fact that he doesn't like you? ”

"Damn, Mu Chengcheng, play the piano to the cow..."

Mu Chengcheng rolled his eyes in his sockets and relaxed: "Okay, I must not care which type of sister he likes, I have good news and bad news to tell you, which one do you want to hear?" ”

"I don't want to hear any..."

"Li Sheng asked me to dinner, and I wanted to bring Lan Chaojin as an accompaniment."

"What kind of weird power is the game?"

The air conditioner in the room silently swallowed the cold and wet air.

The soothing incense quickly relaxes the mind.

Mu Chengcheng moved his somewhat stiff legs slightly: "A man like this who has a family and has a successful career asks a beautiful woman for dinner, most of them are not for work..."

"So Lan Chaojin is your shield."

"Is there a possibility, if my parents really insist, I really have to marry him."

"What's that, at least so far, he doesn't have any vices."

Mu Chengcheng sighed: "No vice, it is the biggest vice, can you believe that there are men in this world who don't smoke or drink and are not beautiful?" ”

The air was silent for a long time.

Chu Qi didn't speak, but the two beauticians opened their mouths angrily: "Impossible! ”

Only then did Chu Qi speak slowly: "That's right, it's too perfect to be too fake." ”

"Hmm."

The air-conditioning on the set is only available in the director's studio.

Two large fans placed on the ground blew on the four monitors, and just like that, the people in the shed were still sweating.

After Bai Zhifan finished a scene, he habitually came over to watch the video recorded by the assistant Xiaoqing, and then discussed a few words with the director.

When transitioning, White will walk to a corner farther away from the set and smoke a cigarette.

Fine smoke, just to relieve fatigue.

"Brother Xiaobai, my cousin sent their graduation photos, look at this person, is it Mr. Lan?"

Xiaoqing enlarged the photo on her phone, and then used two fingertips to open a person's face.

Except for the slightly plain dress, Lan Chaojin's prominent eyebrows and narrow eyes have not changed at all.

And since it is a graduation photo, everyone's name is indicated below.

"Hao Yu".

Bai Zhifan frowned, staring at the man heavily, until the cigarette butt burned out and burned his fingertips.

He casually dusted off the cigarette ash from his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "This matter, no one can say anything about this matter until it is investigated, you know?" ”

Xiaoqing nodded obediently and said: "My cousin also said that she remembers it very clearly, because she was in the same class for three years in high school, Hao Yu's parents seem to be bank employees, not a particularly wealthy family, but they should also be quite well-off, but then Hao Yu's family all moved away and did not know where to go." ”

The sunset turns into waves, rendering layer by layer on the edge of the city.

Bai Zhifan looked to the east with many high-rise buildings.

Mu Chengcheng sneezed on Lan Chaojin's co-pilot.

"Is it cold?" Lan Chaojin stretched out his hand and turned up the air conditioner a few degrees: "My parents said that they are very grateful to my uncle and aunt for the family banquet they prepared, and I want to invite you to our house for dinner this time." ”

Mu Chengcheng raised his eyes casually: "When?" ”

"Tomorrow, is that okay?"

Chu Qi stretched his neck from the back seat and blinked: "Normally, I don't bother to participate in this kind of family banquet, but I'm really curious about how luxurious a super-rich family like the Lan family is, so Mr. Lan, I also want to go..."

"Okay."

Adults have a lot less time to say and go, and the time is cut very little, often three days in advance to decide what to do in three days, who to meet.

Walk in a proper manner and stick to the rules.

After Lan Chaojin sent Mu Chengcheng back, he quickly drove the car onto the ring highway, about an hour, drove out of an ecological area in the suburbs, turned into a garden with only one manor, and opened two carved iron doors together, and a middle-aged man in a tuxedo was waiting for him next to the door.

He smiled gracefully and nodded politely.

Lan Chaojin drove the car in.

There were two rows of luxury cars of different colors and sizes parked in the underground garage, and Lan Chaojin casually plunged the cars into a gap, and then took the elevator to the upper floor.

Lan's father and Lan's mother were sitting in the semi-open-air garden basking in the sun with an indifferent expression.

Lan Mu closed her eyes and said in a lazy voice: "This house is really good...."

Father Lan scolded: "Swallow the words back." ”

At this time, Lan Chaojin unbuttoned his suit jacket and walked towards the small side hall: "It's an appointment, they will come over tomorrow." ”

Father Lan stood up with a smile and patted Lan Chaojin on the shoulder: "I see that the daughter of the Mu family has become obsessed with you, and there are two sons, boy." ”

Lan Chaojin smiled leisurely, and his tone was quite commanding: "Prepare well tomorrow, don't make mistakes, last time..."

Lan Chaojin glanced at Mother Lan on the lazy chair, and said with a cold face: "The women of the Lan family, no one wants to go into the kitchen, but Mother is special, she can actually cook a table of good dishes." ”

Lan Mu's body froze, and she said, "That's it, no one remembers." ”

"Nobody remembers best."

After Lan Chaojin said this, he turned around and left.

Every inch of gold leaf shines brightly on the resplendent estate, and the long mall-like corridors are flanked by strangely designed luxury goods.

Lan Chaojin slowly went up the spiral staircase, but he couldn't see the light in his eyes at all.

"Look, the light in Xiaobai's eyes is right now."

The director pointed to the screenwriting teacher next to him and said, "This kid's state has been getting better and better day by day recently......"

Bai Zhifan walked to the side of the unoccupied lounge and turned on the computer, intently looking through something.

Assistant Xiaoqing came over and said timidly: "Brother Xiaobai, call the general phone." ”

Bai Zhifan hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up.

Until he hung up the phone, Bai Zhifan didn't say a word, he handed the phone to Xiaoqing, and the hair on his forehead moved when he looked up.

"Did Mr. Mu come to the set today?" He asked.

Xiaoqing shook her head: "I haven't seen Mr. Mu all day today." ”

The light in Bai Zhifan's eyes dimmed, he took his mobile phone again, and recorded a video of the sporadic lights on the set and sent it over.

When Mu Chengcheng received it, he was about to remove his makeup and sleep.

Outside the window, the strip of light on the shoreline was getting dimmer, and freighters passed by, emitting the dull sound of flutes.

"Why don't you finish work at ten o'clock...."Mu Chengcheng muttered and looked at the video sent by Bai Zhifan, so he simply got up and put on comfortable clothes, drove into the car by himself, and went to the set.