Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

"Director Bai!"

Mr. Bai was sitting on the rattan chair, obviously, he was very satisfied with the footage he had filmed before.

"Yo, here? What's the problem?" asked.

The old man's face, not to mention how kind it is.

You know, usually, the old man's growls are almost never stopped in the crew.

Everyone in the crew also knows that Mr. Fu has always been very serious and responsible. Most of the time, after the filming, he will come over to watch the film with the director, discuss any problems and so on.

However, this time Mr. Fu came here not to discuss issues.

"Director Bai, how much of my film is finished?"

Um?

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

The man did not deny it, his face was still cold and terrifying:

"Well, something happened at home."

Director Bai picked up the notebook in front of him and looked through:

"You still have three days to finish filming your film."

"Can't wait."

Hey, can't wait for three days?

Director Bai's face froze, and he continued to turn the pages in his hand, and finally:

"Okay, you go back to deal with things right away, and shoot other people's scenes first these few days."

It's not so easy to ask for leave if it's someone else. What Mr. Bai dislikes the most is not following the rules in his crew.

However, if this person were to be replaced by Mr. Fu, it would be another matter.

Who made Mr. Fu a recognized person in the circle who speaks with strength?

Almost every scene is one-way.

Therefore, it is not a big deal to move the filming order for it.

Ask the director for leave, the bodyguards have already packed their luggage, and several off-road vehicles have already been prepared.

As soon as the man got out of the tent, Assistant Zheng hurried forward:

"Brother Yan, everything is packed."

"Walk!"

Even without having time to change into the costumes on her body, she got into the car directly.

Fortunately, it was a modern drama, not a costume drama.

Just wipe off all that artificial blood on your face and body.

However, after staying in the desert for a while, I have to say that the skin color has been darkened by at least two degrees.

Of course, covering up three ugliness with one white will not apply to Mr. Fu.

Even if it's black, it's still handsome!

Very manly!

Very manly!

The kind where the hormones start to get out of control after a long distance.

Beijing Municipal Bureau.

In the past two days, I haven't received any anonymous parcels or letters.

He lifted his heart and relaxed a little.

Maybe it's just a prank!

But in terms of status, he is still often in a daze.

"Sister Su? Sister Su?"

Guo Yishuo yelled several times.

"ah?"

It can be regarded as a response.

"Sister Su, are you feeling well?"

"No, no, think about something."

"That's good. I thought you were sick. Can you send me another copy of the last case report?"

"Can."

Soon, the e-mail was sent, and Guo Yishuo returned to his work station.

It was Bai Yu who looked at the time and leaned forward:

"Sister Su, there is a new barbeque buffet next door, are you going tonight?"

Su Zhixiao shook his head:

"I won't go tonight, I'm on the night shift."

"Okay, make an appointment that weekend."

"OK."

Of course Su Zhixiao didn't know that someone from the far northwest was already on the plane back.

At around 8:30 in the evening, a group of people got off the plane.

"Brother Yan, where are you going?"

"Go to the city bureau!"

"Sister-in-law is on duty tonight?"

"Um."

It took nearly forty minutes to drive from the airport to the Municipal Bureau.

There are two traffic lights on the main road, and then there is a small traffic jam, otherwise, it will only take half an hour.

The car was parked steadily outside the gate of the city bureau. The man had already changed out of the clothes he wore in the desert, and he was dressed in high-end clothes from head to toe.