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Ji Chenli and Feng Cai walked out, and when they got out of the lounge, they found that everyone in the crew had stopped their work, the equipment had been withdrawn to the storage room, a few medium-sized cars were parked in the open space, and people were in full swing. They quickly moved things down from the car, including ovens, charcoal, grills, and various beverages, alcohol, and ingredients. They even set up a semi-open simple tent out of thin air on the open space! There are all kinds of pots and pans inside, which looks like a small kitchen. There are two cooks inside, one is cutting fruit plates, and the other is making various snacks.

It's not that Ji Chenli hasn't seen the crew occasionally have a vacation and everyone has a good time together, but it's the first time that they have such a big battle in the crew. She looked around and found Minglang under the shade of a tree not far away. There is also Fang Shi who has been talking to Ming Lang, Fang Shi looks very excited, and his neck is red when he talks, but Ming Lang is unmoved.

It happened that a lighting engineer carrying charcoal passed by Ji Chenli, she stopped him and asked, "Master Zhao, seeing how busy everyone is, is it really a holiday today?"

"Isn't it!" The filming was hard, the crew had been going up and down for so many days, most of the people were exhausted, and they were all relieved to have such a vacation suddenly. Master Zhao walked forward with charcoal on his shoulders. It was Ji Chenli who called him, put the charcoal on his shoulders on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said happily, "Miss Ji, this is all because of you, hehe, I wish you and President Ming has been together for a hundred years!"

When these words fell into her ears, Ji Chenli always felt as if she had been stuck with a needle. No matter what she heard, she felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't show face to an outsider, so she could only respond with a smile, and asked again: "Master Zhao." What are Director Fang and Mr. Ming doing? It’s not a fight, is it? Look at that blushing and thick-necked guy.”

Master Zhao glanced at the direction of Minghong and Fang Shi, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ming said that he would have a holiday, but Director Fang disagreed, saying that the machines were all set up, but Mr. Ming directly asked the people she brought to dismantle the machines. Well, no, the dispute between the two started. If you say that Director Fang is not very old, he is also a stubborn person. You explain that the big boss who always pays money doesn't care. What does she care about when she works with money? ?” Master Zhao was talking, remembering that the wife in front of him seemed to be Mr. Ming who had obtained the certificate, explaining to her in front of her, just in case... Thinking of this, Master Zhao coughed a few times, and hurriedly went to the office as an excuse .

Ji Chenli looked at the two arguing under the shade of the tree—to be precise, Fang Shi unilaterally vented his dissatisfaction. Ming Lang kept listening gracefully, but his brows gradually frowned, and an impatient look appeared on his face. Most likely her patience has run out. Fang Shi and Ji Chenli usually have a good relationship, and Ji Chenli didn't want her to annoy Minglang because of this shaft energy, so he walked over quickly to make a rescue: "Fang Dao, so you are here, I was looking for you everywhere .”

Fang Shi was in a fit of anger, but when he was interrupted all of a sudden, he turned his head and wanted to get angry, but when he saw that it was Ji Chenli, he was stunned for a moment, reluctantly suppressed his anger, and said awkwardly: "Sister Chenli, what's the matter? "

"It's okay. I wanted to discuss the script with you. It's fine if you don't have time."

When it came to work, Fang Shi couldn't care less about arguing with Ming Lang, and replied straight away: "I'm free." She looked at the messy people around, and said: "It's not convenient here, let's go to the lounge."

Ji Chenli said, "OK."

As soon as he heard the lounge, Ming Lang's eyes moved, and he said almost at the same time as Ji Chenli: "No!"

Fang Shi was already preparing to leave for the lounge with Ji Chenli, when he heard Minglang's voice, he stopped again, turned around and looked at her suspiciously: "Mr. Ming, is there anything else?" She was delayed by work to find Minglang's theory, After a long time of theory, there was no result. When I asked, there was a breath in my throat, and my tone was not very good.

Ming Lang inserted his long legs between Ji Chenli and Fang Shi, separated the two whose arms were almost touching, grabbed Ji Chenli's wrist and said, "Let's chat here."

Fang Shiben was already resentful because a layman from Minglang interfered in his work arrangements, and hearing her inexplicably giving instructions here, he couldn't hold back his tone, "Mr. What do you mean by interfering with my work? If you think my director is incompetent, you can find someone else, is it necessary to target me like this?"

Ji Chenli sighed in his heart, thinking, she is not targeting you, she is clearly targeting me. With a hint of apology for letting Fang Shi take the blame, Ji Chenli put on a smiling face, apologizing to Fang Shi as if flattering him: "Director, what, today is a holiday, let's not talk about work, I will find out about the script tomorrow." You."

"No, today's matter has to be said today!" Fang Shi looked at Ming Lang angrily, "Is the CEO amazing? The CEO can't delay other people's work!"

Ji Chenli was standing next to Minghong, and already felt the muscles on Minghong's arms began to tense. She secretly thought that Fang Shi, the ancestor who couldn't wink, was angry that the director she met was not reliable, so she simply felt sorry for her. Yiheng used the final trump card, put his arms around Minghong's elbows, pressed his body intimately on her arm, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Director, you also know the relationship between me and Ming... ...I haven't seen Ming for so many days...my family is gone, you...you must give us some time to catch up, right?"

Even if Ji Chenli was called Minglang in his previous life, he was either Mr. Ming or Minglang. He hadn't called that person's name so intimately before. Trying to put on a sweet smile, she didn't dare to look at Minglang, but she already felt that Minglang's burning eyes were all focused on her.

Fang Shi looked at Ji Chenli and Ming Lang who were sticking together with a strange expression. As if swearing sovereignty, Ming Lang even wrapped his arms around Ji Chenli's waist, and raised his eyebrows at Fang Shi provocatively. It was only then that I realized that it was true. Although Ji Chenli had never mentioned it, she and Ming Lang were legally certified partners, and they were newlyweds. It was the time when they were most inseparable. Otherwise, how could a busy person like Ming Lang I specially took time out to visit the crew.

Fang Shi thought that he and Ji Chenli had gotten along during this time, and felt that they could chat with her very well. After the two of them finished work, they found a small shop to drink and chat about everything. Fang Shi felt that he and Ji Chenli had already She is a good friend who talks about everything, but now I realize that Ji Chenli never seems to have told me about her, every time Fang Shi said it, Ji Chenli listened, and then reminded himself when the time was right Thinking about it, from this point of view, in fact, the two of them don't have a deep friendship. Thinking about it this way, Fang Shi's motivation to argue with Ming Lang is weak.

"Then you talk slowly, I'll go and see if there's anything I can help with." Fang Shi lowered his head and mumbled, before dragging away.

Ming Lang took advantage of Ji Chenli's distraction and talked with Fang Shi, and quietly leaned into her ear to smell her fragrance, her hand was still on Ji Chenli's waist, under the loose school uniform was a resilient waist, Ji Chenli didn't want to hang out in the entertainment industry in this life. He didn't do as much in fitness and maintenance as he did in his previous life. He didn't exercise on his waist, and he had a thin layer of fat. He could feel the softness through the school uniform. The strength in Ming Lang's hands involuntarily increased a bit.

She wanted to get closer, but Ji Chenli said coldly, "Let go."