Chapter 247

As soon as the phone was connected, Tang Wan said something strange about the dead lily, and then asked Lin Yao.

"How do I know? Find her yourself."

Fang Xiaole took her back.

The distance between Tang Wan, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao has been much closer since the night when he was in the corn field on Manau mountain.

How do you say that? When both sides have seen each other's most private things, you will either become enemies or friends.

In the corn field, Tang Wan saw Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao affectionate, while Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao saw Tang Wan's naked and embarrassed appearance.

This can also be regarded as the exchange of their "deepest secrets" between the two sides.

As a result, both sides naturally crossed from ordinary working relationship to friend relationship.

Of course, this friend also needs to put a quotation mark.

Fang Xiaole and Tang Wan are friends because they want to supervise her and don't divulge their relationship with Lin Yao.

Tang Wan and Fang Xiaole are friends, but they want to take Lin Yao away from him.

For their own purposes, the two "evil minded" friends also send wechat to each other from time to time to enhance their feelings.

However, the content of their chat is not the boos and greetings between friends, but cordial greetings such as "you little white face is not worthy of Lin Yao" and "you dead lily, go grinding tofu".

It's strange to say that Fang Xiaole, who is usually gentle, steady and mature, suddenly becomes a fighter when fighting with Tang Wan. She can scold everything, and Tang Wan never gets angry because she scolds worse.

Fang Xiaole often sends screenshots of their chat records to Lin Yao. The silly girl can't understand why the communication between two "friends" is so terrible.

She even advised Fang Xiaole: "sister Tang Wan is actually very nice. Don't always be angry with her. Don't worry, I won't like her."

For Lin Yao, if Fang Xiaole hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have noticed that Tang Wan was actually coveting herself and might have become good friends with Tang Wan. However, with Fang Xiaole's advice, she resolutely kept a distance from Tang Wan.

It's probably because of this that Tang Wan didn't have a good face.

At this time, the two began to fight each other again.

"Fuck! Fang, do you want face? Xiaoyaoyao was brainwashed by you, and now she doesn't pay attention to me at all. Are you so happy that you hypocritically asked me to find her? Men are so cheap! "

After a burst of rapid footsteps, Tang Wan's voice came.

It is estimated that this guy is working outside and has deliberately found a place far away from the crowd. This is good. He has no scruples against Fang Xiaole.

"Tut tut Tut, this is the little diva in the singing world. It's so vulgar. Believe it or not, I recorded it and sent it online?"

Fang Xiaole threatened.

"You send it, you dare to send it online, and I will immediately disclose your relationship with xiaoyaoyao. Who are we afraid of?"

Tang Wangen was really good. She was still laughing recklessly there. Fang Xiaole could almost hear the wind from the two mountains opposite through the mobile phone microphone.

"All right, let me tell you something serious."

Fang Xiaole had no time to talk nonsense with her and continued:

"I have a new program here. I want to invite you to be a permanent guest. I'll send you the program plan later."

"You have a new show《 Isn't "the life of longing" still on the air? " Tang Wanqi asked strangely.

"The first season of looking forward to life has been recorded. Just edit it and broadcast it one after another. My new program will be broadcast at 9 o'clock on Sunday and is expected to start in mid December."

Fang Xiaole explained.

"All right, let me see."

"OK, thanks."

"Who wants you to thank me? I'm hanging up in the face of Xiao Yaoyao!"

Tang Wan Hung up. Fang Xiaole smiled and walked into the office of the new program group.

In fact, the so-called "new office" is the office area used by the program group of "looking forward to life", because almost all of the program group of "my daughter" are the previous group of old people.

"Here comes Fang Dao? Come on, keep your seat! "

Just entering the office, a shiny bald head appeared in front of Fang Xiaole.

Luo Hui enthusiastically took Fang Xiaole and pushed him to the chief director's desk to sit down.

"Director Fang, I said, this seat will be yours sooner or later!"

Luo Hui was also in the program group this time. He served as an assistant director. Their level was adjusted with that of "looking forward to life".

Originally, considering that Luo Hui was an old man on the stage, Chen Zhao was suddenly stepped on his head by a young man. He was afraid of his imbalance, so he was ready to transfer Luo Hui to another program group.

However, Luo Hui found Chen Zhao alone, strongly demanded to cooperate with his "little brother" again, and promised to do his best to help Fang guide do a good job in the new program.

Chen Zhaoli immediately understood Luo Hui's mind. This veteran saw that the stage attached importance to Fang Xiaole and wanted to hold his thigh.

As for the face and integrity of the old employee, most of them died with his bare hair.

It has to be said that there will be several such old oilmen in every unit. They may not be able to get along with senior executives, but they are more comfortable than senior executives.

"Brother Luo, you'd better call me Xiao Fang."

Fang Xiaole was pushed by Luo Hui as the general director and smiled helplessly.

"Well, we are both brothers and subordinates. Brother, I have the cheek to call you 'Xiao Fangdao'. What do you think?"

Luo Hui's face was filled with a sincere smile. By the way, he called the little young man next to him to pour Fang Dao a cup of coffee.

"Well, all right, just be happy."

Fang Xiaole had no choice but to follow him.

"Where's Zhang Zhiqin?"

Everyone from the program group arrived. The first preparatory meeting for the new program was about to begin. Fang Xiaole watched it, but he didn't find Zhang Zhiqin.

"I came in the morning. It seems that I've been sending messages to someone."

Luo Huizheng said, then saw Zhang Zhiqin holding a mobile phone into the office.

"Xiao Zhang, there's a meeting."

Luo Hui hurried to remind him.

"Ah? Oh, OK. "

Zhang Zhiqin just looked up. Luo Hui was startled by the two panda eyes.

"Sleeping trough, are you okay?"

"It's all right, Luo Dao. I'm in good spirits. Hey hey!"

Zhang Zhiqin smiled and swept away the depression when he came in the morning. Except for a pair of black circles, the whole person was radiant.

"OK, let's start."

As everyone sat down, Fang Xiaole announced that the first preparatory meeting of the program group for my daughter began.

make love!

Zhang Zhiqin clapped first. Everyone else looked at him in amazement and clapped.

Fang Xiaole reluctantly made a downward gesture, the applause stopped, and he began to talk about the preparations for the program.

Zhang Zhiqin smiled and listened attentively. He also clapped twice from time to time. He was very excited.

At this time, his mobile phone is on the table, and the mobile phone screen is staying in the SMS interface.

"Sorry, I'm a silly fork. Please forgive me."

"Sorry, I'm a silly fork..."

In the chat record with Mo Yan, SMS with the same content are densely arranged.

In the middle was another one: "good morning."

Then there was an apology message.

Just five minutes ago, Mo Yan finally replied:

"You're added to wechat."