Wu Wei closed the window that was always open. She finally cleaned up the room this day and the heating was turned on. The room was finally not as cold as when she first came in.
"So hungry." She finally felt hungry when she was spread on the sofa. She wanted to go out to find something to eat, but she didn't want to move at all. Just when she was so hungry that she couldn't hold on, the savior finally appeared.
"Are you stupid? You are less than 500 meters away from home and you can still starve yourself like this." Xu Chuan couldn't help but complain as he watched the woman eat the food she brought without any image.
"I'm just waiting for you to save me." Wu Wei replied sweetly.
"Mysterious." Xu Chuan picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and knocked it at the silly woman's head. He really couldn't understand her brain circuit.
"Are your brother too cautious?" In his opinion, Zhao Tai, Shencheng, could not be on the table at all. Wu Jiang's actions were like a soldier.
"I feel so too, he's a little too nervous." Wu Wei was actually quite happy, just like her current expression, she couldn't hide it.
Of course, neither of them knew that Zhao Tai was really going to tie someone up.
Xu Ziwen and the other two stayed on the TV station for almost a day. Since they resubmitted their new songs, CCTV needed to reschedule the sequence of the programs, which was a very troublesome thing.
However, after listening to "Chinese Dialect", everyone in the program team felt that this kind of trouble was worth it, and this song would definitely become a hot topic in the entire evening party.
In recent years, the popularity of the Spring Festival Gala has been declining year by year, and the ratings are not as good as before. The pressure on the program team is really great. It is difficult to show a program that will explode at a glance. Several directors were so happy that they cried.
Moreover, it is a song category, and there is almost no risk of getting in touch with the language category. However, despite this, the program team still hopes to change the lyrics in it.
"Who has the time to change this for them?" Xu Chuan received a call from Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi has been with her daughter on the TV station this day. When the director told her about this, she refused without thinking. She knew Xu Chuan's temper too much, "I just conveyed it. After all, the director was recommended by your aunt."
"Okay, please call him and see if I won't beat him to death." Xu Chuan didn't care about the idea of ​​a director of the Spring Festival Gala. Is this important thing?
After hanging up the phone, Xu Chuan continued to lie on Wu Wei's thigh, "What, your sister and the others want to go to the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Well, I'm not at home during the Chinese New Year, so why do I have to perform for others? It's hard to understand." Xu Chuan closed his eyes, and the fragrance of the girl after the shower was lingered in the tip of his nose.
"How many people can't go if you want to." Wu Wei poked his face twice, and this guy could make people vomit blood with just one word.
An unknown number came in, probably the director of the Spring Festival Gala. "Oh, it's so annoying." Xu Chuan turned on the hands-free phone and threw it on the coffee table.
"Who?"
"Mr. Xu? I am the director of CCTV Spring Festival Gala. My surname is Wu. I have something to discuss with you." The voice of a man in his fifties opposite him.
Xu Chuan stopped him, "I know what you mean. Zhang Qi had told me just now." Xu Chuan's mouth raised, "This is the situation. My sister sang this song to our old man two days ago. He was very happy to listen to it. If you change the lyrics, why don't I call you and ask him directly."
The opposite side didn't say anything for a long time, and hung up the phone after a few words of politeness, "Just talk nonsense, aren't you afraid that your grandfather will deal with you." Wu Wei covered her mouth and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.
"I'm holding a big banner to make a tiger's skin, and the fox pretends to be a tiger's power. I don't believe that he can really call my grandfather for this little thing." So, the director of the Spring Festival Gala was angry. If it weren't for the many benefits of invisibility, he would do this job.
"I will have an appointment with Miaomiao to go shopping tomorrow. She said there will be an interview." Looking at Xu Chuan's puzzled eyes, she could only explain, "Did you forget Officer Zhong Wenzhong's daughter?"
"Oh, she." Xu Chuan then remembered, "I originally wanted to take you to my house tomorrow."
Wu Wei shook her head, "It's already very good now, thank you."
Wu Yue hung up the phone, his nose almost turned crooked. The deputy director asked, "Old Wu, how about it? Can you change it?"
"Change? Change it." Wu Yue secretly swore that this kind of work will only be done this time, and he will not do it next year, and this period will allow him to live at least three years less.
"Report it first. If the superiors don't agree, let them fight by themselves." Wu Yue had no choice. Of course, he knew who the old man Xu Chuan was. He also understood that this guy was probably talking nonsense, but just like Xu Chuan said, how could he really ask about this?
"Will my brother come back today?" Miss Xu looked at Zhang Qi with confusion on her face. He neither lived in his grandfather's house nor came back. This was a bit strange.
"Well, he said he was staying at a friend's house." Zhang Qi didn't care. Xu Chuan gave her enough respect, which made her very satisfied. As for whether she was staying at home, she really didn't have time to interfere.
"Friend?" Xu Ziwen pinched his chin, and a light seemed to flash in his eyes.
She knew any friends in Xuchuan in the capital. Although Zhou Hao and the Xue family were familiar with him, their brother was not a person who lived in other people's houses casually. He would rather stay in a hotel. This friend is really curious.
"Hey, don't think about it, are we going to continue tonight?" Gao Wen's mind was on the folder that had not been completely finished.
"Of course, today we will finish reading the rest in one go." Xu Ziwen put down his curiosity. At worst, he could just ask him directly tomorrow.
Dongqin complained, "Do you still have to stay up late? Be careful not to be energetic tomorrow."
“There is no job tomorrow.”
The next day, as Xu Chuan went out, Wu Wei also started her own itinerary. Zhong Miaomiao, Wangfujing, was already waiting in the mall. The Chinese New Year was approaching, which was the busiest period in the commercial area.
Even if it wasn't a day off, the mall was crowded with people, "Xiao Wei." A beautiful girl who was also close to 170 was waving her hands in the crowd.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"Yes, you haven't returned to the capital for several years."
"Well, it's been three or four years."
The two exchanged greetings for a while. Many years ago, police officers Zhong Wen and Xu Chuan rescued Wu Wei, whose carotid artery was almost cut, and then met Zhong Miaomiao during the hospitalization.
"How is Uncle Zhong?"
"He is still like that, he is so busy all day long that he doesn't see anyone, and sometimes he comes back with injuries." Zhong Miaomiao is cheerful and straightforward, and speaks carelessly, and can easily gain the favor of the same-sex people.
"Please advise him not to work so hard, after all, he is old." Wu Wei sighed very much. If it weren't for the persistence of Zhong Wen and Xu Chuan, she might have been no longer in this world.
"Stop talking about him, I'll go with me for an interview later." Zhong Miaomiao waved, "I want to go to the entertainment industry to develop."
Chapter completed!