Chapter 68 Where's Your Back?

"Su Yu, send the content of the third episode to the guests so that they can familiarize themselves with it first."

After the meeting ended, Li Wan gave instructions to Su Yu as he walked out.

"Okay, Director Li."

Su Yu agreed, and when Li Wan walked out of the office, she jumped up to Fang Xiaole with a smile on her face.

"Dear Vice President Fang, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Everyone else was getting used to it, Luo Hui put Zhang Zhiqin's shoulders on his shoulders, and walked out as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Zhiqin looked back at Su Yu and wanted to speak, but Luo Hui forcibly dragged her to the door of the conference room.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, I still need you a thank you meal."

Fang Xiaole smiled, and said loudly to the colleagues in the planning team: "Are you free tonight? I invite everyone to dinner."

"Vice President Fang wants a treat? Of course you're free!"

"Vice President Fang has been promoted and hasn't invited us to dinner yet. How could he not be free?"

Luo Hui looked back at Fang Xiaole in a little surprise. He always thought that Fang Xiaole and Su Yu had that kind of relationship. Tonight must be a "date" between the two of them. Unexpectedly, Fang Xiaole suddenly wanted to invite so many people to dinner .

Zhang Zhiqin's eyes lit up, and he immediately agreed: "Okay, I'm going!"

"Where is Brother Luo? Why don't you ask my sister-in-law for a vacation, it's rare to relax, and I'll have to work hard again in two days."

Fang Xiaole sincerely invited Luo Hui.

"Yeah, Xiao Fang still has to give her face."

Luo Hui thought that the person in the family was forcing him to have a second child recently, which made him suffer from back pain every night. Today, he finally had a valid reason to give his brother a vacation, so he nodded solemnly.

"Su Yu, today is mainly to thank you, what do you want to eat?"

Fang Xiaole asked Su Yu for advice while taking out her mobile phone to order a table.

"Then let's eat hot pot." Su Yu forced a smile.

"Okay, I'll be at Liangpin Xiaoxian Hot Pot City in the evening. I've made an appointment. I'll go straight there when everyone finishes work."

Fang Xiaole quickly booked a seat online, then turned around and said to the others.

"OK, then thank Vice President Fang first!"

Everyone smiled and agreed.

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

After Su Yu said something, he walked out of the conference room quickly.

Fang Xiaole looked at her back, feeling a little guilty in his heart, but he didn't regret what he did.

Although he is very slow in this regard, he also knows the truth of when to stop.

Otherwise, if you keep hanging on others and don't give any response, wouldn't you be a scumbag?

Fang Xiaole subconsciously picked up the phone, opened WeChat, and wanted to see the red dot on the profile picture of the pretty little girl, indicating that there was a new message.

But he was disappointed, she didn't send a message.

Now she should be busy recording new songs, right?

"Xiao Fang, let's go."

Luo Hui shouted at the door, and their planning team would go to several locations to coordinate the layout of the venue.

"Oh, here we come!"

Fang Xiaole agreed, and hurried to catch up with Luo Hui and Zhang Zhiqin.

Throughout the afternoon, Fang Xiaole was running and busy between several locations.

After work, I ate happily in the hot pot city with my colleagues. Although it seemed to be laughing and laughing, Fang Xiaole was always feeling a little bit uncomfortable.

He didn't receive a WeChat message all day today.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Fang Xiaole returned to the rental house, washed up briefly, and went to bed.

In the next two days, the preparation work of the program group came to the final stage, and everyone entered into an overloaded state of work.

When Fang Xiaole dragged his tired body back to the rental house every night, he would subconsciously open WeChat, but he did not see the expected information.

So, he put himself into the study of variety show director courses.

He had already finished the more than ten directing lessons sent by Hong Sanshi before, and later Hong Sanshi simply sent him all the courses on directing of variety shows in Huaying.

Fang Xiaole went to work during the day and taught himself directing classes at night, and his life was very fulfilling.

It's just that I always feel a little lost in my heart, and I always feel that something is missing.

She needs to record two new songs and make an album in a few days, so she must be very busy, so don't bother her.

Fang Xiaole comforted himself like this.

On the third night when the two "lost contact", Fang Xiaole finally couldn't bear it anymore. After watching a director course, he picked up his mobile phone.

In order not to let himself become hesitant in his thoughts, and eventually lose the courage to send a message, Fang Xiaole quickly typed a line in the WeChat dialog box, and then directly pressed the send button:

"How is your injury?"

After sending the message, Fang Xiaole sat on a chair, holding his mobile phone, and stared blankly at the ceiling that already had several tiny cracks.

But after a long time, Lin Yao did not come back.

Fang Xiaole put down her mobile phone and continued to study the directing course.

It's past ten o'clock now, and she may have rested.

Anyway, we will be able to meet each other during the recording of the program in a few days, and then I will ask her about her recovery from the injury.

However, despite thinking this way in his heart, Fang Xiaole still couldn't concentrate right away, and his mind was always distracted while watching the teaching videos, and his learning efficiency was very low.

"The sand at the fingertips, the him in my heart, and the she who has been waiting for me."

Suddenly, a gentle and sad singing sounded in the cramped rental house, immediately dispelling the coldness and loneliness in the middle of the night.

Fang Xiaole froze for a moment, then quickly picked up the phone.

Sure enough, a red dot of information lit up next to the cute little girl's profile picture.

Fang Xiaole clicked on Lin Yao's WeChat, but what she saw was not text, but a picture.

This is a fair ankle, and most of the previous redness has subsided.

Then Lin Yao sent another voice.

"Look, it's almost healed. Are you busy these two days?"

Her voice was a little tired and slightly nasal.

"It's quite busy, how about you, how is the new song recording going?"

Fang Xiaole sent a voice, thought for a while, and asked again:

"You seem tired, do you have a cold?"

It's the end of September, and it's been raining in Jiangrong City for the past few days, and the temperature fluctuates from high to low, making it easy to catch a cold.

Lin Yao is in the critical period of recording a new song, if she catches a cold, it will be very troublesome.

This time, Lin Yao didn't reply right away, and only after a while did she send a text.

"It's okay, it's just that it rained a little when I came back, and I'll take a shower later."

Fang Xiaole frowned slightly, Lin Yao had a car to pick her up when she went out, how could she get caught in the rain?

But he didn't ask too much, since he was not someone from Lin Yao, so he would be disgusted by being so wordy.

"Then go take a shower quickly, don't really catch a cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered something again, and continued:

"Your feet are not fully healed yet, so you still have to pay attention. By the way, you only sent photos of your feet. Where's your back?"