Qian Qingfeng hasn't closed his eyes for several days.

Last time on Antique Street, Chen Hao told him a fortune telling and said that he was being green. When he returned home, he saw that what Chen Hao said was really right. His wife and a TV station were in bed with a supporting role in the bed. He was so angry that he proposed to divorce.

If his wife hadn't cried and made a fuss in the end, begging him not to divorce for his daughter's sake, he would have kicked the woman who betrayed him out of the house now.

Although the divorce has passed, the matter that even more troublesome for Qian Qingfeng has come again.

I don’t know what evil his daughter Qian Tiantian was. Since the day they divorced, Qian Tiantian was awakened by nightmare several times every night. Every time she screamed and sat up from the bed, then she could no longer sleep, locked herself in the closet. It was not until Qian Qingfeng got up in the morning that she persuaded her to come out of the cabinet.

In recent days, Qian Tiantian not only locked herself in the cabinet when she had nightmares at night, but also ran into the toilet at school during the day, closed the door and closed herself for several hours. In the end, some classmates finally called her back to the classroom with the help of the teacher.

"Oh~"

Qian Qingfeng stood outside Qian Tiantian's room, frowning in the shape of "Sichuan".

In the dark night, he, a father, looked at the door in front of him, raised his hand many times to open it, walked in and talked to his daughter, but put down his raised hand many times.

Poor parents in the world, facing Qian Tiantian's strange symptoms recently, Qian Qingfeng can be said to be anxious in his eyes.

Qian Tiantian is now afraid of contact with people. She likes to lock herself in a small, confined space both day and night, let alone a stranger. Therefore, Qian Qingfeng dared not take her to see a doctor.

"Tiantian, you are my dad's only hope. You must be fine, otherwise, my dad's heart will hurt more than stabbing it with a knife..."

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

Qian Qingfeng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighed silently, walked back to the study, and sat down on the chair.

Looking at the faint blue light emitted from the computer screen in front of him, Qian Qingfeng rubbed his eyes tiredly, and a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

Chen Hao!

To be honest, Qian Qingfeng is actually not optimistic about Chen Hao's first impression. After all, Chen Hao kicked his Land Rover car with one kick last time.

But this time, Qian Qingfeng thought of Chen Hao, not because he wanted to settle the score with him, but because he wanted to ask him for help.

Although Chen Hao looks slick on the surface, he is really accurate in divination. Not to mention anything else, just because he was cuckolded, Qian Qingfeng believed in Chen Hao's divination ability.

Qian Tiantian's symptoms are very strange, and Qian Qingfeng also believes in superstition, so this time he wanted to find Chen Hao and ask him to help calculate the divination. What happened to Qian Tiantian?

"What a pity. I left in a hurry and didn't ask him for contact information." Qian Qingfeng raised his right hand and pinched his nose anxiously.

Jiangyin City is so big, it is not easy to find someone, and Qian Tiantian’s “disease” can’t be delayed.

"You promised me that I wouldn't let me find you, but you flew so far with the migratory birds coming back south..." A series of familiar cell phone ringtones rang.

Qian Qingfeng saw that the caller ID was called by his assistant.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Director, Zhu Duoduo has canceled the sponsorship of our station, so when the program is broadcast tomorrow, an advertising space of about one minute will be vacant. How should we arrange this?"

"About one minute..."

Qian Qingfeng thought for a while, and suddenly a light appeared in his eyes.

"I will record a video myself, and all the advertising positions that I have freed from, will be temporarily changed to playing my recorded video."

"Master, what did you say?" The assistant on the other end of the phone was obviously confused.

Qian Qingfeng sternly said: "What's the problem?"

"No problem, no problem, Master, then that's it, good night..." The assistant on the other end was so scared that he hung up the phone.

Putting the phone on the table, Qian Qingfeng suddenly laughed relaxedly.

He stood up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, shaved his beard, combed his hair, changed into a straight suit, then chose a place with good lighting, turned on the camera of his phone, and recorded a video for about a minute.

This video will appear on the TV station tomorrow and will be seen by TV viewers in Jiangyin City and even across the country.

“…”

"Mr. Chen, you must watch TV. You must bless my family to get better soon." Qian Qingfeng said silently in his heart as he looked at the recorded video.

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"Brother Chen Hao, are you back?"

"Well, Yulin, who bullies you?"

As soon as Chen Hao got home, he saw Wang Yulin sitting on the sand, her eyes red and swollen, and she looked aggrieved. At her feet, there were piles of crumpled napkins.

Wang Yulin raised her hand and wiped the tears that were still hanging on the corners of her eyes, shook her head and said, "No, no one bullies me, I just watched TV and cried."

“…”

It is not the first time that Wang Yulin has met those brainless idol dramas.

He really struggled to understand what these unrealistic idol dramas that only trick young girls into watching are good. If he had to watch them, he would not be able to watch them for a minute.

Sitting down on the sand, Chen Hao glanced at the TV and saw that Wang Yulin was indeed watching the idol drama on Orange Channel again, and the name of this idol drama is "Let's Watch Thunderstorm Together".

"I'm all acting, what's so touching?" Chen Hao asked curiously when he saw Wang Yulin pulling two more tissues and holding them in his hand.

Wang Yulin rolled her eyes at Chen Hao and said, "Brother Chen Hao, what do you know?"

"Okay, I don't understand, I'll go cook."

Zhou Meifeng hasn't returned home yet, Chen Hao stood up and was about to go to the kitchen when he suddenly heard the sound of an advertisement playing on the TV.

If it was just a normal advertisement, Chen Hao would definitely not pay attention.

"Hello, friends of Orange Platform, I am Qian Qingfeng, the director of Orange Platform..."

Chen Hao immediately stopped and turned his head to look at the TV screen.

Sure enough, Qian Qingfeng's straight upper body almost occupied the entire TV screen. They had met on the antique street before, and Chen Hao recognized everything at a glance.

"Here, I want to ask all the audience to help me find a handsome guy named Chen Hao. He is about 1.8 meters tall, tall and thin, looking seventeen or eighteen years old..."

"Damn it?"

Chen Hao was so surprised when he heard Qian Qingfeng's words. He was almost certain that the person Qian Qingfeng was looking for was himself. In fact, when he heard the four words "A handsome guy", Chen Hao was already alert!

But Chen Hao couldn't figure it out. Qian Qingfeng was fine, so why did he look for him on TV?

Two chapters are reversed...
Chapter completed!