The master chef at Beichen Intercontinental Hotel is certainly of a high standard.

After the spiciness subsided a bit, Xiong Da immediately had a mouthful of oil and was so happy that he couldn't stop eating it.

There's only one thing that's not perfect - waiting until the dog doesn't come back.

It lacks a backbone. It's obviously very tasty, but it tastes like only eight points. I always feel like it's lacking something.

So she whispered to Fu Yushi quietly: "Hey, isn't the dog jumping so fast that he can't get up? Should we go over and have a look?"

Fu Yushi responded with a disdainful sneer and said confidently: "Don't worry, it's fine. I must be eating box lunches with Director Wang and the others!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy from the field came over with his head in the air and asked with a smile: "Mr. Fu, do you still have the lunch box?"

Miss He was stunned: "Why, not enough to eat?"

"Hehe...hehe..."

Little Bugs scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and laughed twice: "I have a big appetite..."

Na Wu was shocked and looked back at Fu Yushi.

The young man raised his eyebrows tacitly.

Miss He didn't expect so much, and said enthusiastically: "It seems that the lunch box is gone, but there is plenty of food. I will ask the master to prepare a few more for you!"

"Oh, thank you, thank you!"

The little boy kept bowing but did not dare to look at Fu Yushi.

I feel guilty!

On the other side, Wang Fugui, who was huddled behind the director's car with Wang Muye, squatting on the ground like an old farmer, did not feel guilty at all.

While picking up the lunch box, I was bragging.

"It's said to be late, but it's so fast. I went up all at once. Who gave you this habit? Ah?!"

The assistant director and the military commanders raised their heads, dazzled by what they heard, and gave a thumbs up.

"Our Director Wang is still awesome!"

"That's right! All the girls around me are so beautiful. Not only are they beautiful, they are also white and rich..."

"Except for you, no one can control those girls!"

There are even those who are so itchy that they scratch their cheeks anxiously.

"Director Wang, teach me! How can I seduce the goddess?"

"Yes, yes! I can't deal with that yellow-faced woman in my family..."

Director Wang straightened his back, his face full of mystery.

"Do you think this is a technology? It can be taught or learned? You are wrong, it is a metaphysics..."

"cut!"

Everyone was making dissatisfied noises, feeling that they had spent so much time in vain and that the meat buns had been fed to the dogs in vain.

Daily life on the set of "The Witch" is like this. When the camera is not on, Wang Yan is very down-to-earth and can chat with everyone.

Because he is very capable of holding his own, no one dares to relax during working hours, so there is no need to tighten up too much during breaks.

Relaxation, civility and martial arts, this is the correct way to do things.

The crew of "The Witch" ran very smoothly and smoothly, and half of the credit was due to Producer Wang's ability to control the scene.

After eating and drinking, Wang Yan carefully wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth and finally returned to the dining car.

Two groups of people, each eating his own food, looked at each other from time to time. The atmosphere was a bit tense, but not intense.

Hey, that’s right!

Finally, I asked my buddy to get through another level...

The young master was satisfied, but his expression was serious and a little anxious.

"Shishina, have you two eaten well? It's hard to shoot the few remaining scenes, so we have to hurry up."

They both responded obediently, and He Miaomiao was stunned.

"Ah? Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden? Have you eaten?"

"Leave something for me and I'll deal with it later."

The young master shook his head apologetically: "I'm really sorry, the venue can only be used for one day, and the shooting must be completed before the sun sets. The time is tight and the task is heavy. I don't have time to entertain you. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter, it's business! It should be!"

Sometimes he is noisy, and sometimes he is very considerate. He Miaomiao is the one.

She took the initiative to get up and asked the master chef to pack delicious food for Wang Yan. She hurriedly filled a full lunch box.

At the end, he asked shyly: "Um... are you feeling well? I'm really sorry for today. I'm a bit... um, uh, I'll tell you tonight!"

I don’t know what she wanted to express, but she was too embarrassed to say it in the end. It looked so cute.

Young Master Wang almost turned into a father again and wanted to reach out and touch her head.

Think about it.

There are two little spies nearby, watching eagerly!

Seeking death is not a good habit. Misfortunes will never come to Jin's family. Don't wait until the pain becomes more severe to realize how severe the beating is.

So Mr. Wang decisively followed his heart's wishes, nodded and finished the matter without daring to say anything more.

"Then I wish you a happy birthday. If you have time in the evening, let's talk."

Look how politely this is said!

If you have time!

In fact, I came back specially. How can I not have time to attend a banquet?

Of course, He Miaomiao, who is in a reasonable state, can completely understand the uncertainty of Wang Yan's work as a director and producer.

Then, Nawu felt very satisfied after hearing it.

The only thing that made me angry after listening to Fu Yu's poem was the young man.

Hurrah!

I was wondering before, but now I finally found the reason.

No wonder you suddenly adjusted your shooting plan and returned to Star City to shoot exteriors!

Hey hey, love is Xiao Qinger’s birthday?!

However, she did not expose it on the spot and continued to observe silently.

Miss He was in a very good mood now, so she didn't let Wang Yan see her off and urged him to go back to take pictures.

In this case, of course Brother Dog ran away quickly.

With a wave of his hand, he led the two heroines back to the set.

Miss He was there to clean up the mess - in fact, she just used her mouth.

Then the best friends started to discuss again, what about Wang Yan, what about the cow, how about the cold-faced little bitch...

Generally speaking, I praise Wang more often, and I go out of my way to scold them both.

"handsome!"

"Calm down!"

"Able!"

“What a great temperament!”

"It looks so good when running with your crotch between your legs..."

Well, cross out the above line, the idea of ​​​​the barrel is always so strange.

Miss He finally couldn't help showing off: "Isn't my taste pretty good?"

It's okay if she doesn't get it. When she started to get it, none of her sisters could hold back their desire to complain.

"There's nothing wrong with my taste, but my ability to flirt with men is a bit off... I have a girlfriend, so who are you?"

“Shandong green onions!”

"Go away, can you speak? What's wrong with us Miaomiao?"

Cannon was very aggrieved: "Miaomiao is not bad, but what is wrong with me? Isn't he still someone else's man?! Look at little brother Wang's attitude towards Miaomiao. At most, he is just a little more than a friend, and that

The two little bitches just had a draw!"

This is a typical case of not opening the pot and picking up the pot, and the eldest lady's mood became gloomy again.

After being depressed for a while, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Humph! Why do I need to seduce Han? It will take time, and sooner or later he will realize who is the most suitable person for him. If you don't believe me, we will see!"

What he said was quite powerful, but it made all the sisters anxious.
To be continued...