Chapter 977

After a short silence, the next actors and props swarmed in, and the backstage was once crowded, bustling, and nowhere to stay.

"Excuse me, excuse me."

The cast poured in and pushed Qianjiang out.

Jingxingyao felt it was hard to breathe at that time. Even when the actor said hello to her, she managed to squeeze out a smile, but what she was worried about didn't happen, because Qianjiang stepped back to make room for the actor, "sorry."

Then he turned and left the backstage.

At this time, someone needed to change clothes and the hanger was pushed away, which naturally exposed Fu Qinyuan. But at this time, the actors were busy and didn't pay attention to why he was behind the hanger.

"Did Uncle Qianjiang find out?" Jing Xingyao is worried.

"It's OK. I'm here." Fu Qinyuan raised her hand and dusted her trouser legs. She kicked herself twice today.

"Can you deal with my dad?"

"I don't care if you say you like me. It's hard to resist. I don't care if you like me."

"Even if my father threw it in the fishpond?"

"The most is wet body, drink a few mouthfuls of fishy water, compared with you..." Fu Qinyuan smiles at her, "insignificant."

Beijing Star remote will cup to him, push him out, "you go quickly, I'm busy."

This meeting, coquettish words can't stop, she still has business to be busy, but he made his eyes full of him.

*

When Fu Qinyuan went out, he looked down at the caller ID.

Yan Chi is calling.

Why did he call himself suddenly, politely back, and the phone was connected quickly, "uncle, what can I do for you?"

Compared with Jing Xingyao's panic, he seems to be calm.

If it's really exposed, it's a pursuit of justice. The main reason is that he firmly believes that jingxingyao has him in his heart. Otherwise, she can't get half of the benefits from her hand.

She owes her learning boxing to his uncle. Young Yan xiansen was kidnapped when she was a child. Although she was not in danger, she also shocked the Jing and Xu families at that time. The Beijing family boss realized that even if someone was assigned to guard Jing Xingyao all the time, it would be hard to avoid a fork. Instead of relying on her bodyguards, she would not be able to protect herself.

When she was a child, she studied with Sheng Aiyi. She was active and quick at martial arts.

At this time, Yan Chi is turning on his computer to check whether song Fengwan has sent him an email. He frowns slightly

Procrastination is coming again. I haven't sent her anything yet.

"Uncle?" Fu Qinyuan saw that he did not speak, and he called again.

"I just want to ask you, is there anything wrong?"

"I'm fine."

"I thought there was something wrong between you and your brother-in-law. Take me to block the gun, make a phone call, and wake you up. My brother-in-law called me, probably to test."

Fu Qinyuan chuckles

His brother-in-law is too clever.

Without his call, Qianjiang would not have stayed. Now, if Qianjiang went back to report directly, he would have been completely exposed.

"I've thought about it for a long time, but I think it's better to let you know."

"Your call is timely."

"That's good." Yan Chi didn't know why. He thought he really helped his nephew. At this time, the assistant knocked on the door and came in. He seemed to want to say something to him, "I have something to do. Hang up first."

"Good." Fu Qinyuan hung up and sighed helplessly.

Originally thought that by Yan Chi's name came out to tease a daughter-in-law, now good, because he exposed.

It's too late for success and too late for failure.

However, Fu Qinyuan made it clear from the bottom of his heart that when he extended his head and cut back his head, it would always come. At most, the process would be more heroic and tragic.

He took a deep breath and walked back

**

Nanjiang Yan group at this time

The assistant reminded: "Sir, the first lady is on."

Yan Chi joined the company for a long time. In the past, people would call him young master, but Yan Wangchuan was quite dissatisfied with the title and thought it was too capitalist. Later he changed his name to Mr.

When song Fengwan turns on her mobile phone, she suddenly remembers that jingxingyao is auditioning in Liyuan today. As an elder, she always has to send a message to care about it. Fu Chen has mentioned to her several times that she is too busy recently and forgets everything. At this time, she turns on her mobile phone and edits short messages.

Before the message was sent out, the phone called in

[people die if they don't answer the phone]

Is this person working in the telecommunication department or in some secret agency? As soon as she turns on the phone, he will know? What kind of devil brother is this.

"Hello, Xiao Chi." She laughs. It's harmless.

"And the manuscript?" Yan Chi goes straight in and doesn't give her a chance to laugh.

"I'm working on it."

"How many days?"

"Three more days."

"There will be no manuscript at that time. I'll criticize by name at the next company meeting."

“……”

When he works, he is really the same as Yan Wangchuan. He is extremely strict.

Song Fengwan is also guilty, can only nod to agree.

"How are your parents?" Song Fengwan digs off the topic, "how are you doing?"

"Well."

Song Fengwan is very glad to have such a younger brother at this time. She can't accompany Qiao Aiyun. At least Yan Chi is always there. She can take care of everything in time.

After chatting a few words, song Fengwan hung up and thought that there were still three days left

Rub your neck. Let's have a rest.

It's not that she's willing to delay writing, but she's not a girl in her twenties after all. She doesn't have that kind of momentum. Now she's very Buddhist about everything.

Yan Chi hung up the phone, the assistant asked with a smile: "when did you promise to give the manuscript?"

He did not say a word, but looked at the recent schedule, immediately Mid Autumn Festival, their company's products are out, now engaged in publicity, but leisure, "book me a ticket to the capital in three days."

He didn't believe that Song Feng would give him the manuscript three days later.

The assistant nodded, "actually..." he faltered.

"What?"

"It's more than half a month before the deadline. You really don't have to push her ahead of time every time." The assistants felt that song Fengwan was a little pitiful.

"If I don't advance, can she give me something on time?"

Yan Chi is also very helpless about this. Although song Fengwan is an employee of the company, his identity is there after all. Yan Wangchuan is strict with himself and connives at Song Fengwan. Other people in the company dare not urge her.

In the past, it was other departments who urged the manuscript, but in the end, the person who answered the phone became Fu Shen

He said directly: "she has been working very hard to catch up with the manuscript recently. What can I do for you?"

Take the lead to occupy the commanding height!

People are so stupid that they talk about it. What can they do.

Otherwise, this kind of thing can't happen to Yan Chi. As a result, the relationship between Yan Chi and Fu Shen once "deteriorated". However, Yan Chi doesn't care at all. It's all old people. It doesn't matter if he lets things go. Besides, he doesn't dare to do anything to himself.

If the Third Master heard this, he would have to hold back again.

"The last two times you went to the capital, she was very anxious." The assistant muttered.

Yan Chi took a look at him, and the expression in his eyes was obvious: too much talk.

The assistant walked out with a resentful smile.

He didn't go to the capital just to urge the manuscript. After all, the deadline is still early. He has other business to talk about. Qiao Zhichu may also go back to the capital. He can get together here. Someone is hard to get Wu Su

Qiao Xiyan was quite strict in disciplining his children. Maybe he was hard pressed. Qiao's temperament at the beginning was better than that of other years.

The Qiao family has some connections with the Beijing family. This time, the pear garden will be reopened, and it is very likely that they will go to support it.

Song Fengwan didn't know that the deadline was too long. He was very grateful to Yan Chi for three days

At least it's my brother, or I love her.

**

Pear garden at this time

Fu Qinyuan had already returned to his position. Qianjiang was still standing at the back, expressionless and motionless.

"Where have you been?" Fu Chen asked him, his eyes on the cup in his hand, and his eyebrows moved.

"After I called my uncle, I strolled around casually."

Today's young people know little about Beijing opera. They know it's the quintessence of Chinese culture, but they seldom understand the secret of it. At this time, almost all the people who want to brush their sense of existence in front of Beijing Xingyao are playing with their mobile phones, and only the senior fans are still seriously watching the opera.

Fu pondered and measured. Did he find it boring to go out for a breath? The pear garden is not very big, but it's not easy for Qianjiang to find someone to hide.

But this kind of explanation still can't dispel his doubts.

After the audition, it was more than five o'clock in the evening. The manager in charge of the garden came out to see the people off. By the way, what's his opinion on today's performance.

There is also a large group of people who want to brush their sense of existence in front of jingxingyao. The capital is so big that many of you are familiar with each other. You know each other's purpose well, but you have to look after your face. You can't be too enthusiastic and radical. You all dress up.

The manager knows the purpose of these people from the bottom of his heart and doesn't poke it out. If they like to wait, just wait.

It's just that someone can't hold it.

"Well, I'd like to ask if Miss Jing is still there? I heard that he supervised the performance today. Is it convenient for Fang to introduce it? " The man was very polite. "I want to invite her to dinner."

A group of people on the side were worried that they would be taken first.

The manager just laughed, "you can go upstairs and ask, as long as he agrees."

It's not a written word. No one knows whether it's a man or a woman. Everyone thought that Jing Xingyao was upstairs at this time. The man took a deep breath and stepped upstairs. Then a few bold people followed him.

Just up, I want to see Qianjiang and Shifang near the stairway.

"Who are you looking for?" Shifang is chewing gum to get rid of the smell of smoke.

"That..." several people all walked here, also can't go back, how is this the person of the third master“ Is Miss Jing in

"She's not here, but sixth master is."

A few face a white, brush once, to the downstairs crazy run

It took only half a minute and the court was clean.

Jinghanchuan is not so scary, but he must have been here for a long time. That's a little bit of action under them. I'm afraid they were all cleaned up by him, not to mention his daughter's idea.

In his opinion, they are blatantly pursuing. No father will be comfortable. Now they are not afraid of it. They are afraid that their lives will not be protected.

Fu Qinyuan watched the people leave, with a very shallow smile on his lips, a group of counsellors.

**

After the play, Jing Xingyao specially asked Fu Chen how he felt, wrote down his opinions one by one, and sent Fu's father and son out.

Along the way, Fu Chen took a call from Song Fengwan. The rest of the time, they didn't say anything.

It was not until he arrived at the capital of Yunjin that Fu Qinyuan prepared to go upstairs that Fu Chen stopped him.

"Don't hurry. Let's talk."

Fu Chen looked at Qianjiang and Shifang, who were ready to go out. "Qianjiang and Shifang, you two also stay. I have something to ask you."

Fu Qinyuan pursed his lips. Those who should come will come.

His father knows too much about himself, and he's too smart.

Fu Chen was a little confused at the bottom of his heart. He not only knew Fu Qinyuan, but also knew Qianjiang very well. Just now, he had something to hide from himself. After thinking about it again and again, he could only have something to do with Fu Qinyuan.

He directly sat on the sofa, raised his hand and poured himself a glass of water. Yu Guang glanced at the three people standing in front of him.

"If there's something you're hiding from me, just tell me. Don't wait for me to find out."

Qianjiang gloomy face, seems to be doing a fierce psychological struggle, full of heart, one mind tangled, all written in the face.

Fu Qinyuan didn't say a word. He thought about the worst in his heart. What should he do if Qianjiang broke the case?

"There's no secret hidden in the capital. Don't wait for me to find out and leave it in front of you. It's too late to confess."

"They're all old people. I'll give you a chance. It's all your face. If you really tear your face, it won't look good."

Fu chensu is very good at bluffing people with airs. He was so when he was young, not to mention years of accumulated power.

But at this time these two people did not speak, ten square suddenly jumped out!

"Third Master, I'm wrong!"

The rest of the three people are silly eyes, the most should not jump out of the person appeared.

"What's the matter with you?" Fu Chen picks eyebrows. Is it hard for him to do something shameful behind his back?

"You asked me to quit smoking a few years ago, and I promised you that I shouldn't smoke in the toilet! I confess

Qianjiang glanced at him

Fool!

"Who else will confess?" Fu Shen held the brow bone.

Ten sides angrily retreat to one side, who else wants to confess, is it difficult to catch the "thief" is not him?

what the hell!

Then why did he jump out? It's really a big loss. As far as the third master's temperament is concerned, he must deduct his own salary.

At this time Qianjiang deep mouth, "Third Master, sorry, I have something to hide from you."

Fu Qinyuan grew up with Qianjiang's eyes. He was really cold in face and cold in heart, but he was not a heartless man. When he looked at him as a child in his heart, he would inevitably protect him. So he saw the clue at that time and didn't tell Fu Chen in time.

"Go ahead." Fu Shen took a sip of hot tea.

"You asked me to go to the third master. I found the backstage, but I didn't see him."

"But miss Jing came out from behind a hanger, and she had the cup of the Third Master in her hand."

"I was just about to leave when the phone rang behind the hanger."

"That bell is quite special. It completely exposed him." Fu Qinyuan's ringtone was recorded by Duan Linbai. Every junior has it, and it's unique.

"I don't know what they're doing behind the hanger, why they're so sneaky."

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and felt the water burning his throat.

But Shifang's pupil dilated, "lying trough, what did you say just now, they..."

"I don't know anything else!" Qianjiang is only responsible for reporting, never mixed with personal feelings.

"What do you think they're doing?" Fu Chen narrowed his eyes to ask him what he thought.

Qianjiang also lived up to him, frankly: "cheating."

Shifang almost choked to death and smoked secretly. In the face of such things, it's not worth mentioning.

I'll go. It's exciting. The sixth master was in the garden at that time.

Fu Chen's face was quiet. After sipping his saliva, his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were hot. Looking up at the person in front of him, Fu Qinyuan was still. He turned his eyes to Qianjiang again.

"Why didn't you say that then?"

"The sixth master is here."

"So what?"

"I'm worried that the third young master will die young and won't be able to get out of the garden today." Jinghanchuan seems gentle and cruel. Qianjiang is also worried about the accident. He is still partial to Fu Qinyuan.

"Today you should tell the story and let him do it. Except for this bastard, now you tell me that you are baking me on the fire."

"Qianjiang, you were not like that before."

"Who is it that pays you? Who on earth are you facing? "

Qianjiang has no expression: "little third master!"

Fu Qinyuan smiles. He has been in charge of the company for some days, and many businesses have been handed over to Fu Shen these days. In the past two years, Qian Jiang's salary is really under his control.

There is nothing wrong with that.

Fu Chen took a deep breath and wished he could go up and give him two feet. Sometimes, his honest speech can really make people angry.