Early in the morning on August 10th, all the main actors in the crew got into the car and rushed to the airport with Xu Xin's lead car.

Among them is Duan Yihong.

Among these people, Wang Qianyuan and others have already flown on Xu Xin's private jet, so they are no longer new.

But it was obviously the first time for Zhang Yi, Zhou Yiwei and Zhang Songwen.

Even they didn't know that Xu Xin had a private jet.

Strangely enough, Xu Xin has been using this private jet for two or three years, but only a handful of people in the entertainment industry know that he owns a private jet.

There are some familiar friends sitting around, and there is no need to talk to these familiar friends everywhere.

This resulted in the private jet being inexplicably dark for more than two years.

In fact, Xu Xin is still a little dissatisfied with this private jet.

The capacity is too few.

It's a very crowded seat, and it can only carry 12 people at most. It's really crowded with these people and their assistants.

In the past two years, he has been thinking about whether to replace it with a bigger one.

But changing to a larger one will inevitably sacrifice some space in the cabin, or the entire layout may look a bit compact.

It's quite difficult to balance.

Whenever there were a lot of people, Xu Xin would just go to the bedroom and go to sleep.

I will attend the closing ceremony today, and the crew will have a day off tomorrow.

He can also be temporarily freed from work emotions and relax.

Just as he was about to return to sleep, with a loud vibration, the plane landed on the familiar airport runway.

He vaguely opened the blinds and took a look. After realizing that he had arrived in Xi'an, an idea popped into his mind unconsciously.

"I feel like I have been back to Xi'an more times than to Yanjing."

While I was thinking about it, the phone rang.

I picked up my phone and looked at it. It was Yang Mi.

"Hello?"

"Are we there?"

"Just landed and still gliding."

"Ah?...Okay, then come back quickly. Wheel and Kun Ling are also here."

Hearing this, Xu Xin subconsciously asked:

"Will Kun Ling walk on the red carpet tonight?"

"Walk."

"Ah?... Who is she going with? She can't go with the wheel, right? Weren't the two of them just photographed by the media some time ago?"

He was talking about the two of them being photographed from behind by reporters in France.

In the back photo, Jay Chou put his hand on Kun Ling's shoulder... However, because the front face was not photographed, Jay Chou's response was, "Either it was not photographed, or the back was photographed. I'm so sorry. I'll take a picture of the front next time."

For you guys".

Everyone could tell that Jay Chou was making fun of him.

But his relationship with Kun Ling was gradually being stirred up.

At this juncture...let her walk on the red carpet?

"No, Kun Ling left with director Zhu Yanping."

Zhu Yanping is the director of Wheel’s awful “Slam Dunk”.

"Oh, that's okay...then you're waiting for me at home? What should we eat for lunch?"

"Let's eat at home. It's the first time we meet. I have to make her relax a little. I've made a table of dishes."

"okay."

After responding, he walked out of the bedroom.

At the same time, I am also looking forward to the dinner party at noon today.

On the one hand, there is Kun Ling...Although I have already met him last time,...but...there is something different about things and people.

On the other hand, since we are entertaining at home today, the food must be top-notch.

Hey, maybe my sister is in a good mood and can be fired.

That thing is more difficult for female chefs to cook, because it requires physical strength and endurance, as well as strong hands, which female chefs can't control. But she can. She had it once last year and it was much better than the ones made in restaurants.

Especially unforgettable.

With anticipation all the way, the group of people parted ways directly at the entrance of Xiying Studio.

Xu Xin just told the crew that he was going home for dinner, and then walked to Qujiang Garden in a hurry.

He didn't go to the group and ask the old wolf what they had for lunch today.

I have kept this freshness right at my doorstep.

After getting out of the car, I opened the door and shouted:

"I, Hu Hansan, am back again!!!"

"..."

It was quiet in the living room.

Only the sound of footsteps came from the kitchen.

Yang Mi, who was wearing an apron, poked her head out. After seeing him, she said:

"Come back~"

"...?"

Xu Xin looked confused:

"Where are the others? Didn't I say they are all here?"

The spatula in Yang Mi's hand pointed in the direction:

"Lao Wang's training base just installed the server and network last night. Everything is ready. Their workers happened to come to set up some network projects this morning. Lao Lang and Wheel were very interested and they both went there. They just left within five minutes.

"

"Then I'll go take a look too..."

"Come back here!"

Seeing that her husband didn’t even come to the house, Yang Mi was speechless:

"Can't you come over and help me?"

"Well……"

After hearing this, Xu Xin felt puzzled and asked:

"Where's Tingting?...Oh no, where's Nuannuan and Yangyang?"

"..."

The corner of Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

My heart says you drank too much milk, Wangzai, right?

He said angrily:

"Your two ancestors are also going to join in the fun. Tingting helped me take them with me. Now I'm the only one at home. If you don't help me... I'll poison you to death!"

"Eh~~~"

Xu Xin looked disgusted:

"Why are you saying such scary things?"

But he still entered the house obediently and came to the kitchen:

"What do you want me to do?...You didn't get the mung bean flour? I thought I could eat it today."

"Brother! Are you crazy or am I crazy? There are more than ten people, and I don't eat anything? Do you want my arm to be useless?...Here, there is stewed mutton, braised pork, and beef in the oven.

What's in the steamer is fish. I'm going to make these scallops and lobsters now. You can help me pour oil on them later. I'm afraid they'll burn. I didn't prepare the rest of the dishes. I made an agreement with the person at the Arowana Feast and ordered ten.

Dishes will be delivered here at 11:15."

"okay……"

The job of pouring oil is really too dangerous, and my wife seldom does it, and it is her father-in-law who does it.

but……
To be continued...