Wei Shujie happened to be discussing cooperation with the brand nearby, and received the news of Ni Bingyan's attack faster than the police comrades.
It was cold, and there was a cold-proof cotton curtain with a smoking ramen bowl printed on it at the door of the ramen shop. Wei Shujie opened it anxiously and saw Ni Bingyan sitting by the air conditioner, holding a ramen bowl bigger than his head, drinking soup.
She was so hot from eating that she even took off her coat, only wearing a soft turtleneck sweater, and the diamond necklace around her neck made her eyes hurt.
"Where's Xiaoli?"
Knowing that Ni Bingyan needed to control her weight, the boss was very considerate and only cooked a few noodles for her, but the side dishes such as vegetables, prawns, and braised eggs were quite sufficient.
The key is that the soup is rich and flavorful. On this winter night, drink a big bowl of it while it's hot. Oh, that's delicious!
Hearing Wei Shujie's voice, Ni Bingyan put down the bowl, covered his mouth with his hand in embarrassment, and burped quietly.
Wei Shujie's face darkened, and he wanted to say something like "You want to be fat as a ball", but considering that he was a self-disciplined guy, he didn't say anything.
"Sister Li went to the bathroom."
"Then what happened?"
I just saw Tao Fei at the door, and now I asked Duan Muli that she was not happy that she left Ni Bingyan here alone.
If anything happens, there will be no one to help.
After all, this happened just now.
I just needed to go to the bathroom, so that's forgivable.
"Sister Fei briefly asked. She is just a black fan. I won't tell you whether he is dead or alive, and it's not easy to torture him. Anyway, the police comrades will be here later."
"I understand, leave professional matters to professionals."
This is what Ni Bingyan often talks about. When Sister Wei said this, she laughed.
"Sister Wei is here! Oops, it's so late, I've made you worry so much! Do you want a bowl of noodles?"
When the boss heard the sound, he opened the blue curtain of the kitchen and stuck his head out very enthusiastically.
Wei Shujie's brows twitched and he looked at the ramen boss and then at Ni Bingyan.
In addition to being a bit timid, the boss's emotional intelligence is still online. You can tell what she is thinking by seeing her expression.
"Hehe, didn't you expect that? I am also a little popsicle. Haha! Big fan! You know? I also invested in the recent travel variety show, hehe!"
"Oh? Are you also in the Audio-Technica fan club?"
Didn't know this before.
Ni Bingyan wiped her mouth and was applying lipstick. When she was surprised, she almost applied it crookedly.
"Isn't it?!"
The boss cheerfully picked up the white towel, dried his hands and said to Wei Shujie: "We are one of our own, and we will treat you to noodles for free!"
Wei Shujie's expression immediately softened: "No, thank you! I've had dinner. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well after eating again."
When he was working hard for his career in his early years, he often didn't eat on time and stayed up late. Wei Shujie's stomach had always been weak and he rarely ate late-night snacks.
The boss didn't insist, so he put down the curtain and went to work in the kitchen.
Although there are still no customers in the store, he has just received two takeout orders. The courier will be coming soon, and he has to cook and package them quickly.
The shop is not big, and is run by a family of four during the day. At night, when his parents, wife and children have gone home to rest, he is still reluctant to make a little income at night and insists on staying alone until dawn.
Fortunately, there are photo studios and Internet cafes nearby, so there is no shortage of business.
Seeing that the boss was gone, Wei Shujie pulled up a chair and sat down.
As soon as he sat firmly, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and his shoulders slumped a little.
Ni Bingyan has been very tired recently, so why isn't she tired?
All these endorsements need to be finalized after many rounds of communication. Wang Biao is good at business, so she can share some of the work, but she is mainly busy.
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Ni Bingyan was very embarrassed for disturbing her so late at night.
"It's not too late, this place isn't too remote, and I'm not alone. I never thought there would be such an extreme person."
Ni Bingyan put on her lipstick, put it in her backpack, pointed at the big pebble in the pile of glass not far away, and sighed.
"There are surveillance everywhere these days. If it really hurts me, he won't be able to escape! I don't know what to think. It's like my brain has left home."
"Hatfans are not unreasonable at all. Don't think about it. As long as reasonable people have some three-dimensional views, who will become a hater?"
Public places are not suitable for talking about private matters. After a few words of conversation, the two couldn't help but yawn.
After a while, Duanmu Li came out wiping his hands. When he saw Wei Shujie, he said hello and stopped saying a word.
Recently, Ni Bingyan was her only assistant. She was so tired that she didn't even want to go home and stayed at Ni Bingyan's house every day.
I didn't like to talk at first, but now I don't speak if I can.
"Why don't you two go home first? Tao Fei and I will go to the police station to take notes later. The boss has surveillance here and the evidence is conclusive. You can't get away with the crime of intentional injury. Please hire a good lawyer later and let him get as many sentences as possible. .”
Afraid that she would think too much, Wei Shujie advised again: "Where can you get the negative fans from a transparent little girl? This means you are popular! Don't worry about it anymore. Go back and have a good sleep. Tomorrow morning, you will have to watch "Zuishenglou" The main creators are having a meeting!"
Making this movie is the most important thing for her next year. Ni Bingyan was not stubborn, said hello to the boss, went to explain to Tao Fei, and left with Duanmu Li.
It was already midnight when she got home, so she went straight to sleep without fussing.
When she woke up, she saw a message from Sister Wei on WeChat.
[The police comrades interrogated her overnight. She is a fan of Zhen Yiyi. She came from Wandao. It is said that she has liked Zhen Yiyi since she was a few years old. This time Zhen Yiyi lost her acting career and it was reported that she was caught for soliciting prostitution. It's a bit unacceptable. It is said that their group of die-hard fans are convinced that Zhen Yiyi was framed by us. ]
In order to win the prize, she uses insidious means to frame her competitors. I don’t know what kind of vicious female supporting plot this is.
What kind of fan are you?
You should become a screenwriter!
Fans of Zhen Yiyi also look up to their true master.
What a shame!
Tsk!
Perhaps because the text was too pale, she sent another voice message:
"These idiots don't even think about how long ago it was when Zhen Yiyi was caught for prostitution, and when the awards ceremony was. If they really calculated to that extent to win an award, would I still be alive?! Not even an Oscar! As for forcing me to do that, a half-dead horse, does it deserve it?! I tui~"
Sister Wei sent the message at 3:50 in the morning. Her voice was hoarse and she was extremely emotional. She must have been very angry.
Ni Bingyan cracked an egg, covered the pot and fried it in water. He stepped on the sink and pressed his legs while replying to Wei Shujie's message:
"If a black fan wants to be reasonable, then he is no longer a black fan!"
We all understand the truth, and anger is only a temporary thing.
It’s useless to talk too much, you have to get down to business.
A lawyer was appointed to follow up on the matter, and Ni Bingyan stopped asking further questions.
After eating half a sandwich and exercising for half an hour as usual, Ni Bingyan changed out of his clothes and put on some makeup when he heard the sound of a car.
He opened the curtains on the second floor and poked his head out. When he saw it was Duanmu Li, he immediately went downstairs and walked out with Wangcai in hand.
Today's meeting is not formal. It is just to introduce everyone to each other, create a group, and talk about the work arrangements before the filming starts.
In order to ease the embarrassment between strangers, Producer Zhao specially reminded that those who have pets can bring them with them.
Because the gathering place was an unused villa in his house with a large yard, the director wanted everyone to develop a relationship before filming started, so as to avoid lack of tacit understanding when the time came.
The male and female protagonists, the male and female actors, and even the director and some staff members all strive to win awards.
Ni Bingyan is so busy that he has spared his time for more than half a year and has not taken on any other roles, let alone other people.
Anyone who dares to drop the chain will be replaced immediately, so no one dares to be late.
When she arrived, an aunt came to pick her up. They walked around a cedar tree and found an open lawn.
Although the weather was cold and the grass was dry, it was still neatly pruned.
On one side of the lawn, there is a huge osmanthus tree, and under the tree, there is an exquisite octagonal pavilion.
The male protagonist arrived before her, and he and Producer Zhao were making tea around the stove in the pavilion.
As you get closer, you can see that in the small red clay furnace, the red silver charcoal is slowly burning, and the water in the sand pot is already boiling.
"Bingyan, are you here?"
Producer Zhao was already an old acquaintance and had a good relationship with her. When he saw her coming, he invited her to sit down.
"You're just in time, we're making tea right away."
