Film and television: Start by saving Han Fei

Wu Jinghao was standing on the stage, and the director was standing off the stage, and the voice suddenly rang out from above his head.
The director fought back and forth, not daring to look up at Wu Jinghao, and could only vaguely judge his mood from his tone.
Looking at Wu Jinghao’s expression, the others knew that this recording would definitely fail, and as for whether this program could continue.
These are all unknowns.
“Jing Hao, sit down first.”
Han Fei stood aside, looking at the cautious expressions of the people around her, she really felt that they deserved it.
But superficial skills still need to be done. In case someone has malicious intentions and secretly videotapes with a mobile phone, it will also be a blow to Wu Jinghao if it spreads out.
Wu Jinghao turned around and looked at Han Fei, the angry expression on his face finally dissipated slowly.
“Han Fei, let’s go. Since these people didn’t invite us sincerely, there’s no need for us to give them face.”
“One has two, but there is absolutely no third time. We will destroy the contract later. As for the money? I don’t want it.”
The director looked at Wu Jinghao’s back, feeling extremely regretful. If you know that this person is such a bad thing, you should be banned.
“Useless things.”
On the way home, the atmosphere inside the car also dropped to freezing point.
It took a long time before I heard Wu Jinghao’s movement.
“Wang Xin, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation.”
Wang Xin, who was sitting in the front co-pilot, was also suffering in his heart. Who knew that the director had one thing on the surface and another on the inside. It’s like pushing yourself into the fire pit.
“Mr. Wu, I… I will write a complete report to you.”
“It’s best not to let me ask you a second time.”
“yes.”
Han Fei looked at Wu Jinghao, who was resting on the seat with his eyes closed, feeling a little helpless.
Suddenly, Han Fei felt that someone was pulling her hand.
“how?”
“It’s okay, I just want to hold you.”
Wang Xin, who was working hard to write a report, was caught off guard and fed a mouthful of dog food. Glancing at the calm driver,
“Are you used to it?”
Before the driver could reply, Wang Xin felt the back of his neck being pinched.
“Do you think there are few recent work tasks?”
“No, no, Mr. Wu, I am so conscientious. If you have a lot, don’t worry about the small ones.”
Wu Jinghao continued to talk about Wang Xin, a bastard, until he got home.
“If this matter is not handled properly, I will exile this little bastard to a remote area, and see if he dares to arrange me like this.”
Han Fei put Wu Jinghao’s clothes on the hanger beside the hall, and upon hearing this,
“Do you really think you are an ancient emperor? Are you still in exile? Maybe Wang Xin will come back in a few days and intercede with you.”
“You relented and transferred back.”
Wu Jinghao listened to Han Fei’s words, and the anger in his heart was successfully extinguished.
“Hey, you still know me best.”
“However, this program group still needs to be careful. After all, there are so many people recording today. There are always a few people who don’t wink.”
“Don’t worry, when you first flirted, I had Wang Yidu secretly record it. I’m not afraid of their betrayal.”
Wu Jinghao collapsed on the sofa with his arms around Han Fei,
“You still understand me. I really can’t think of what I would do without you.”
But often, the more you worry about something happening, the more it will happen.
The matter was still posted on the Internet. .