I'm a Director, I'm Not Bad Chapter 428

  Chapter 428 426. Public Enemy Number One of Xujiawan Chicken, Duck and Goose Protection Association

   "Gong Suo Xin Yu", screenwriter: Yu Zheng.

   Yu Zheng?

  Xu Xin had a vague feeling that he had heard of this name before, but he didn't care, and he didn't open the script. Instead, after holding it in his hand, he smiled and said:

   "Mr. Qian's news seems a little slow. Yang Mi has already accepted the role of "The Grandmaster", don't you know?"

  Yang Mi's focus is indeed not on TV dramas.

   Actually, there are two reasons for this. The first is the most practical problem. Some TV dramas have a long cycle, and movies may take one or two months. Leaving aside the uncertain factor of "The Grandmaster", the general shooting cycle of Chinese movies is basically 3 months. within.

  The so-called shooting of a film for more than half a year, a year, etc., that includes post-production, and wrangling with investors, or requires a certain shooting environment, season, etc.

  The investor is not an idiot either. Once a film crew starts, it will cost a lot of money, and it must end in the shortest possible time.

  The cycle of TV dramas is generally based on 3 months, no matter how much money there is, and she has children, so it is impossible to leave the family and work and stay on the set for a few months.

   Unrealistic.

  The second reason is the definition of its own commercial value. TV dramas can indeed accumulate popularity, but the ultimate place for actors must still be in movies.

   What's more, she is still the boss of the company. Unless she is going to lead everyone to get resources in person, she must devolve the TV series according to the artist status in the company.

  So, maybe out of ten TV dramas in the future, nine of them will be in her hands, and they will all be given to people in the company.

   Even for the sake of flattering people, it is not impossible to be willing to play a supporting role.

  Before she was sure that everyone could function independently, she had to feed everyone.

  However, Qian Pengcheng obviously knew about these situations a long time ago, and said with a smile:

  "Of course we know that Mimi took over "The Grandmaster", but director Wang is slow in filming, even he knows that he is slow, and he doesn't ask too much for actors to make plays.

  It's not uncommon for his actors to go off to other movies and then come back.

  As for this script, we think there is still a market. After reading it, we think it is good, so we want Mimi to see if there is any chance for us to cooperate. "

  Is there any cooperation opportunity for Hunan and Taiwan...

  Xu Xin quickly went through the pros and cons in his mind, then nodded with a smile:

   "Okay, then this script, I'll show it to her when I get back."

  Hearing his words, Qian Pengcheng also responded:

   "We still hope to reach a cooperation with Director Xu and Mimi."

   "Haha, what Mr. Qian said is too flattering to us..."

  Holding the script and exchanging pleasantries, the two got into the car along the way and started to rush to Xu Zhi's hospital.

  After arriving, Qian Pengcheng originally wanted to stay for a while, but when the two arrived, Xu Zhi had already entered the operating room.

  Because he wasn't sure when he would come out, Xu Xin finally sent him away, put the script in his bag, and waited outside the operating room with a few hair boys.

   It's okay, the appendix is ​​not a major operation.

  Go in fast, and go out fast.

   Except for the postoperative recovery, there are no major problems.

  We all grew up together since we were young, and there is nothing wrong with playing and fighting, but now that Xu Zhi has had an operation, even if it is another operation, he will have someone to take care of him.

  The first half of the night and the second half of the night were all divided, and Xu Xin didn't leave until after 2 o'clock in the morning.

   After sleeping for less than 6 hours, I got up again in a daze, and continued to walk to the Expo.

   At the end of a long day, from 6:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m., he was followed by Hu Guang to the wine bureau.

   Then I drank too much.

  I didn't have a good rest the night before, and I was exhausted from a busy day. With the help of this little drink, it was all rushed up.

  Being less than a catty, Xu Xin, who was completely out of shape, was already dizzy.

   And seeing that he was really drunk, Nazha wanted to help him stop the drink. In the end, even though Xu Xin drank too much and didn't have much sense, he still had the bottom line he should have.

  He remembered clearly that the girl was not yet of age.

  So when he saw her cup raised, he snatched it away without hesitation.

   In return, a group of people laughed and praised:

   "Director Xu will still take pity on you."

   "Look, this is called a gentleman cherishing a beautiful woman."

   "It's just...hahahaha..."

   For these compliments, Xu Xin did not refute, but became more and more tired.

  He was so exhausted that he really wanted to go home at this moment. He didn't care about anything. After a comfortable sleep, he got up in the morning and had a bowl of noodle soup cooked by his wife.

  When a person drinks alcohol, he becomes self-willed.

  So, he took the time to go to the bathroom and directly dialed the number of the airline agency.

  Tell them that they are going to fly back to Yanjing.

  Leave after eating in a while.

  For him who has to pee against the wall and walks swayingly at this moment, there is nothing more haunting than that bowl of noodle soup.

   And he didn't say anything about going back to Yanjing at the dinner table.

  When the meal ended after 9 o'clock, Xue Haifeng originally said that he would arrange for Xu Xin to rest, and he would not go back to the hotel tonight.

  Xu Xin said no, now he has to go back to the hotel to get his luggage and go home.

  As soon as these words came out, Xue Haifeng thought he was trying to shirk.

  But when he heard Xu Xin's words "the plane is waiting", he realized that "the plane is waiting for him" does not seem to mean "the passenger plane is waiting for him", so he didn't insist.

  Just looking at Xu Xin's hangover state, he was a little worried, so he arranged for his own driver to deliver him.

  But at this time Hu Guang stood up.

  With Xue Haifeng on one side and Director Xu on the other, there must be no reason for Director Xu or Director Xue to take a taxi home alone.

  So...

   "Director Xue, why don't I send Director Xu off."

   "You? Don't you drink too?"

   Xue Haifeng frowned.

  Hu Guang quickly waved his hands:

   "I asked Nazha to drive me to the car. Director Xu is so drunk, it's impossible to have no one to take care of him. Nazha didn't drink, so let Nazha take care of Director Xu. Director Xu... How about it?"

  He didn't finish his sentence, Xu Xin who "packed his luggage" and went home was left in his mind, and now he didn't care anymore.

   Didn't even catch him.

   Nod directly:

   "Okay... go... hiccup."

   And he agreed, so Xue Haifeng didn't say anything.

   "Okay, you must take good care of Director Xu, you know?"

   Also drank some wine, but Hu Guang, who seemed not drunk at all, looked at Nazha with a smile:

   "Did you hear Director Xue's words?"

   Nazha nodded quickly, and even took the initiative to touch Xu Xin's arm:

   "Okay, Mr. Hu, Mr. Xue, please rest assured, I will take good care of Director Xu."

"Um."

  Hu Guang handed over his car keys.

   As for the next section of the road, Xu Xin's journey was rather vague.

   I just knew that I felt that the air conditioner in the car was a bit hot, so I opened the window directly.

  The cold wind came in, and he felt a little cold again.

   Then someone handed him a scented coat immediately.

  It smells so good.

   But this taste is not the taste of his wife.

   It wasn't a scent he was familiar with.

  The cold wind, coupled with this surprising instinct, and the principle of "don't make mistakes" that is regarded as the commandment of life, made the alcohol in his mind suddenly turn into cold sweat, and some came out.

   Open your eyes.

  He touched his woolen coat and instinctively looked towards the driver's seat.

  The profile of a little girl is concentrating on the steering wheel with both hands, driving.

  The familiar interior made him realize that this was Hu Guang's car.

  But... Where is Hu Guangren?

  He froze for a moment.

   But immediately saw the thin shirt on the little girl.

   Realizing that the coat belonged to her, Xu Xin hurriedly handed it over, and raised the window by the way.

   "Here, put on."

   This voice is quite abrupt.

  Nazha instinctively looked at the rearview mirror, and seeing that Xu Xin had woken up, she hurriedly said:

   "I'm not cold, Director Xu, you were blown just now, so be careful to catch the cold, put it on first, it's okay."

   "I'm fine, don't catch a cold."

  Xu Xin persisted and threw the clothes to her.

   went on to say:

   "The sunroof is open, I have a cigarette."

"OK."

   Taking advantage of the traffic lights, Nazha obediently opened the skylight to take a breath, and then put on the warm woolen jacket again.

   At the same time, a bottle of water was handed over:

   "Drink some water."

"Um…"

  Xu Xin nodded, gulped down half of the bottle, then looked around:

   "Where are you?"

   "The hotel you are staying in is right in front of you. It would be inconvenient for me to go up with you. Why don't you give me your room card, and I'll pack it up for you and come down."

   "Hic..."

  Xu Xin, who had just filled his stomach with water, felt a little overwhelmed in his stomach. After thinking about it, he handed over the room card in his pocket:

   "908."

"OK."

  Nazha took the room card, drove the car into the hotel smoothly, and said after finding the parking space:

   "Then Director Xu, wait a moment, I'll go right away."

   "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

   "It's not hard, this is what I should do. Wait a minute...do I need to turn off the air conditioner for you?"

   "No, you go."

"OK."

  Nazha quickly nodded and got out of the car.

   After taking two puffs of cigarette, Xu Xin opened the window and threw the cigarette **** out, then took out the phone.

   "Doo... Hey, oh, you're a bad guy, you can't spit! You're so dirty!"

  Hearing his wife's voice on the phone, Xu Xin unconsciously smiled:

   "Is it a daughter or a son?"

   "Tell me! Your niece's bad virtue is exactly the same as yours! Puff puff puff... If you spit on mom again, she will spit on you!"

  The noise over there turned into a silk thread that became more and more haunting.

  Xu Xin said directly:

   "It's over here, and the flight is scheduled to go home around 11 o'clock."

"…ah?"

  Yang Mi's voice was full of surprise:

   "Are you coming back tonight? Are you done?"

   "Um...uh..."

  Suddenly, a feeling of vomiting came, and he quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

   Came to the flower bed behind the car, bent over holding the phone.

   "vomit..."

   About a minute later, Yang Mi heard the sound of "Ho~~TUI" coming from her brother, and then she said speechlessly:

   "How much did you drink?"

   "Not much."

  Thanks to the half of the bottle of water, Xu Xin, who managed to spit out all the food and undigested wine in his stomach, felt better in his stomach.

   But being blown by the cold wind like this, I feel even more dizzy.

  The tongue was a little big and continued:

"I was in the hospital last night. Didn't I go there after 2 o'clock? I got up before 8 o'clock in the morning. I even took the meeting to the scene. I didn't rest after a busy day. Didn't Xue Haifeng and his pigeons be released last night... Huh …call…"

   Leaning on the Mercedes-Benz feeling a little dizzy, he took out the cigarette as he became more dizzy:

   "I punished myself three cups today..."

   "Empty stomach?"

   "Well... and then I fainted. I drank less than a catty of wine in total, and I became this... vomit..."

   As soon as the smell of smoke choked, he began to vomit again.

   Probably less than a minute later:

   "Hoo... hello..."

   "How do you get to the airport? Is there anyone around you to take care of you? I'll call Xu Yang and ask them to pick you up!"

   "Well, no need. Who... that... that... what is it called... that little model..."

   "That girl from northern Xinjiang? Name... Nazha?"

"Yes, when I heard that I was leaving today, Xue Haifeng and Hu Guang both drank, Xue Haifeng said to let the driver take me off, Hu Guang said to let her do it, she is here with me now, help me go up and pack my luggage went."

  If it was normal, even though she knew that her brother would not make mistakes in this regard, she would definitely make a few jokes, such as "they are really unwilling to send you to bed".

  But now that her husband has vomited like this, she only has distress in her heart, and all other emotions are gone.

   "Okay! Then you let her take care of you... Oh, forget it, you can't understand if I tell you, so you give me her phone number. I'll ask her to buy you something to hangover first. What's her phone number?"

   "I don't want...I have to go home quickly, and I want to eat noodle soup tomorrow morning..."

   "You can eat a full feast of Manchurians, and I will make it for you, okay? Give me her phone number first."

   "Oh, well... No, I don't have her phone number."

   "Why don't you even keep someone's phone number?"

   "...Why should I leave her phone number?"

   "Oh, why are you so useless! ... Forget it, wait for her to come down later, call me, hear?"

   "vomit..."

   "Director Xu? Are you okay?...Director Xu?"

"…ah?"

  Hanging one leg out of the car door, Xu Xin, who was completely drunk with alcohol, opened his eyes in a daze.

  After vaguely seeing a silhouette, he almost lost his mind.

  However, he still took out his mobile phone and resolutely fulfilled his wife's order:

   "Give...password...1252...Call...Yang Mi..."

"…ah?"

  Nazha was taken aback.

   But Xu Xin had already waved his hand, tilted his head, and didn't know anything.

  Looking at the phone in her hand, Nazha panicked.

this…

  I... Director Xu asked me to call Yang Mi?

  Looking for... looking for death...

  Why should I call Yang Mi?

  Think about it from another angle. If Director Xu were my husband, my husband drank too much, and then a strange woman called me and told me: Your husband drank too much, and I was taking care of him...

  But, if you don't make this call...it won't work.

   The first is that Director Xu is going to the airport, but she doesn't know anything about the flight. Moreover, although she was able to "search" herself to find her ID card...but the problem is that Director Xu is like this, how can she pass the security check? How can he be sure that he can board the plane after passing the security check?

  Although you can find personnel at the airport... But it seems that there are regulations in civil aviation, right? Can drunk passengers really get on the plane?

   What's more... Director Xu is a celebrity, if something like this happens, if the news spreads that a strange girl sent Director Xu to the airport... what will happen to her, she doesn't dare to think about it.

  Second...she is obedient.

  Maybe it's not an advantage...but...she's really obedient.

  Since Director Xu asked him to fight... then he had to fight.

   But before hitting, she had to think about her words.

for example…

   "Hello, Miss Mi, I'm President Hu's secretary. Director Xu is drinking too much now and wants to go home. I'm sending Director Xu off now. Do you think there is anything you need to pay attention to?"

  So...it should be fine, right?

  Conceived several reasons in a row, and finally found the most suitable excuse, she opened the iPhone according to the password Director Xu said.

  Then... I was stunned to find out who Yang Mi was.

  Because there is no such person as Yang Mi.

   Director Xu's most recent call record is a call to a person called "Public Enemy Number One of the Xujiawan Chicken, Duck and Goose Protection Association".

  This can't be Yang Mi...

  The corner of her mouth twitched.

  You husband and wife are really good at playing.

  She thought about it, and could only push Xu Xin again, asking who was Yang Mi, and helping him lift his legs into the car.

  Xu Xin clicked "Chicken, Duck, Goose" in a daze, then "fainted" again.

   And Nazha's heart inevitably began to beat faster.

   "Doo...Hello?"

"Hello?"

  Nazha said "Hello", and was about to ask if it was Yang Mi, when she suddenly heard:

   "Is it Nazha?"

  Nazha was dumbfounded again.

  Yang Mi...she...knows me?

"Hello?"

   Seeing that she didn't answer, Yang Mi asked again.

  Nazha then hurriedly said:

   "Yes...it's me, Miss Mi, hello, I'm Nazha, President Hu's secretary..."

   "Yeah, I know, he told me about you. How is he doing now? Still throwing up?"

  Yang Mi didn't give her too many opportunities to "explain", and asked directly.

   "Director Xu drank too much and fell asleep right now."

   "Well, is everything packed?"

"Well…"

  Finally, Nazha realized what was going on and quickly responded:

   "It's packed. I checked it twice to make sure Director Xu didn't miss anything. Don't worry."

   "Well, have you brought your ID card?"

"…ah?"

   "Have you brought your ID card?"

   "Take...bring."

   "Okay, you call me."

"ah?"

   "Hurry up, what's the phone number, it's your own."

   "131..."

  Nazha quickly gave out her number.

   After Yang Mi finished recording, she said:

   "Let me tell you something. When you get to the airport, don't go to T1 of Civil Aviation, go directly to T2. When you get to T2, you will see a sign that reminds you to go to FBO.

  Remember, it is the direction of FBO, you go there. I will give you the shift information in a while and send it to your mobile phone. When you arrive at the gate, there will be a sentry box asking you, you tell the shift information, as well as your and his ID cards.

  He will let you enter the interior. After entering the interior, follow the guidance and go directly to the VIP room, ask the ground staff to explain the situation, and tell them that the passenger has drunk too much and needs a wheelchair and a special escort.

   Then, they will take you to the commuter bus with him, and you will go back to Yanjing with him. When you arrive, get off the plane and call me, I will have someone contact you, this time you work hard and take good care of him on the plane, do you understand what I mean? "

  Nazha was stunned, and asked subconsciously:

   "Director Xu and I... shall we go together?"

   "Yes, I don't feel at ease when he comes back alone after drinking too much. So I've worked hard for you, and I will arrange your accommodation and rest here. Is there any problem?"

"…No."

   Nazha hurriedly said:

   "Don't worry, I will take good care of Director Xu."

"Well, it's hard work for you to take good care of him. He sleeps after drinking too much, and he's easy to play with. But he will ask you for water from time to time. All you have to do is to give him a glass of warm water anytime, anywhere, and then After he finishes drinking, just help him run to the toilet to vomit."

"…OK."

   "Okay, let's go, drive carefully, everything is safe. If you encounter any problems, continue to call me. I will send you the shift information now. By the way, do you have a mask?"

"some!"

   "Okay, remember to bring it. Then dress as plainly as possible. If someone asks about the relationship between the two of you, just say that you are his assistant."

   "Yeah, I see."

   "Well, thanks for your hard work."

   "You are too polite, I will take good care of Director Xu."

"Um!"

  The phone hung up, and Nazha still hadn't recovered.

  But the process of being in a daze was immediately interrupted by the ringtone of his own phone.

  Looking at the content in the message, she woke up like a dream, and hurried towards the airport.

   Arrived at Hongqiao Airport soon, following Yang Mi's instructions, after a series of formalities, she came to the deserted VIP room of the private jet.

  There are still relatively few private jets in China, and there are hardly any guests leaving at this point.

   And she parked the Mercedes-Benz to the get-off position, and quickly said to the ground staff at the door:

   "Hello, my boss is drunk and I need a wheelchair."

  The ground staff also knew that taking a private jet is either rich or expensive, so she asked politely without Nazha saying:

   "Do you need to **** passengers to board the plane?"

   "Uh... yes."

   "Okay, just a moment."

   Soon, two male ground attendants lifted Xu Xin out of the car and put him on the wheelchair.

  Nazha pushed his suitcase and followed him into the VIP room.

  After completing a set of procedures for going through the security check, she got on the commuter car and looked at the private jet with beautiful lines that were getting closer and closer. A hint of curiosity and envy finally brewed in her eyes.

  Private jet ah...

  A lot of money, right?

very nice…

   And when she was served by the stewardess attentively, she changed into slippers and entered the interior of the plane, she was directly "stunned" by the golden environment.

   So gorgeous.

   So luxurious...

What a nice view!

   This feels... great!

   Xu Daqiang is not here, otherwise, this girl must be regarded as a bosom friend.

  However, she still didn't forget her job. After helping Xu Xin into the rest room with the help of two flight attendants, since there was no sofa in the rest room, she naturally couldn't sit on the bed to rest.

   I don't dare to bother the stewardess...

  She found a kettle by herself, poured a cup of cold water, and prepared an empty cup, planning to wait for Director Xu to wake up at any time, and quickly hand over a cup of warm water with hot water mixed with cold water.

   Then sat down on the sofa.

  At this time, the stewardess came to ask how the luggage should be placed.

  The plane is about to take off after all.

  Nazha seemed to think of something and asked the stewardess to put it on the luggage rack.

   After that, the plane took off.

   After she stabilized, she had observed the environment of the private jet enough, took out her mobile phone, and took a selfie with herself.

   After filming, she quickly took down the luggage again.

   Director Xu's suitcase has no secrets.

   are some clothes and things for travel.

  But because she was in a hurry when tidying up, it was rather messy.

  In order to prevent Yang Mi from being unhappy, she reopened the suitcase, began to carefully fold every piece of clothing neatly, and put them back into the suitcase.

  After finishing her work, she sat down on the sofa again.

   I dare not play with my mobile phone anymore.

   Instead, he kept an eye on Xu Dao, who was lying on the bed and sleeping.

  But it's okay... Director Xu fell into a deep sleep.

   This road is very quiet.

   And when she was about to get off the plane, after the two flight attendants put him on the wheelchair, she didn't forget to take a blanket from the plane to cover Director Xu.

   Then, she turned around all the way, and at almost 1 o'clock in the morning, she finally saw the person who came to pick her up.

  Cheng Hu and Sun Ting.

   "Hi, teachers, I'm Nazha..."

"Ah hello."

  Sun Ting nodded, while Cheng Hu had already directly supported Xu Xin and put him in the car.

  For him, who was a soldier, Director Xu is heavy, but he can still play around.

   helped him fasten his seat belt again, loaded the luggage into the car, and he walked to the driver's seat.

   And Sun Ting pointed to the commercial vehicle to Nazha:

   "Get in the car."

  Nazha didn't know where she was going, but she nodded obediently:

"OK."

  The car drove all the way to the city.

   In Nazha's impression, I drove for a long time, and finally arrived at an underground parking lot.

   Then it took a lot of effort to put Xu Xin on the wheelchair, Cheng Hu who was silent all the way pushed the wheelchair, Sun Ting held the suitcase, and pouted at Nazha:

   "Sister Mi wants to see you."

   There was no reason, Nazha felt a little flustered.

  But she didn't dare to refuse, she nodded obediently:

"OK."

   Followed the two into the elevator.

   All the way up.

  Nazha secretly checked the time.

   It's almost 2 o'clock.

  It's late...

  Finally, the elevator doors opened.

  The anti-theft door is also open.

  Under the bright light, a beautiful face that is often seen on TV, movies, and the Internet is appearing at the door.

   Eyes filled with distress and speechlessness:

   "Why did you drink like this... Oh, it's really... Come in."

  While speaking, she beckoned to Nazha.

   At the same time, he carefully looked at the little girl who politely took off her mask...

   It doesn't matter if you don't read it.

one look…

Hey.

  This girl looks so small...not bad indeed.

  (end of this chapter)

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