The fans' letters were filled with Kemi Ruizhi's mailbox in an instant like a sandstorm, and the postman had to hand over to the staff in person. "Looking at the trash can beside him, the staff threw the letters marked to Yan Chengxu in a bucket, one bucket after another. But early in the morning, the low running sound of the paper cutting machine did not stop, and the paper strips were enough to cover the entire company.

Yan Chengxu's heart was like the letters put into the paper cutting machine, and was cut by one knife and shattered. The quilt covered his head and shivered. He was finished and everything was finished. When Fatty Feng didn't answer his phone, Yan Chengxu knew that he had been abandoned, just like a pad that a woman threw after using it, and threw it into the trash can. This feeling was very bad, so bad that she could no longer think calmly.

He took out the phone tremblingly and pressed a number that he had deleted but had always kept in his heart. He hesitated for a while and finally pressed it. At this moment, he felt as relaxed as if he had released it.

"Sister Chai" Yan Chengxu said in a voice that only he could hear.

"Hmm? Is there anything wrong?" Chai Zhiping put down the document, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if nothing had happened, without a change in his tone.

"I" Yan Chengxu opened his mouth, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry if it's useful, what's the use of asking the police?" Chai Zhiping made himself laugh. "You all have this line, it's really appropriate. Okay, I'm still busy, so I'll contact you if I have time."

Yan Chengxu was really desperate. Chai Zhiping's alienation could be felt even by his feet. The most terrible thing was not beating or scolding. Instead, he really treated you as an ordinary person. Ordinary people were not related to each other. There was no connection. It means that Chai Zhiping really didn't care about himself anymore.

"I'll go, ungrateful**! I'll make money for you! You can use it if you want it, throw it away if you don't want it, and think I'm what I am!" Yan Chengxu threw the phone and stomped the phone to pieces that had been broken to pieces. Only in this way can he vent his fear and anxiety in his heart.

Chai Zhiping put down the phone, glanced at the phone, called the assistant into the office, pondered for a moment, "Let Chen Yushan and Cai Yuexun go to my office for an hour later."

Recently, Cai Yuexun and Chen Yushan are busy with TV series and special post-production. They are quiet and have a phone off, and they are almost lost. Otherwise, they will have been asked by reporters who have been trying to find out about the verbal words of Kemi Ruizhi. Of course, they can ignore other people's affairs, but Chai Zhiping summons, even if they have a cup of coffee, they have to do it, otherwise they won't do their jobs. Of course, Chai Zhiping is not so boring. To summon herself, there are important things to say.

Hear the two of them. First, they asked about post-production, "The most important thing is the special chapter, and the quality must be guaranteed."

The two of them promised that Chai Zhiping sat down, "Is it possible to cut off Yan Chengxu's scenes?"

"Ah?" Cai Yuexun was a little unsure about Chai Zhiping's thoughts, but she followed the words and thought about it. She shook her head firmly, "He and Xiao Zhu are both the second male leads, and she still has a lot of scenes. After cutting it, she can't watch this scene."

Chai Zhiping nodded and thought with his chin. Chen Yushan immediately thought of Chai Zhiping's thoughts, thought for a moment, and broke the deadlock. "If the clip is finished, the plot will be inconsistent, unless Du Hanwen is pulled back and opened for filming. But the premiere time is too tight, and the losses will be immeasurable if it is delayed. Moreover, the quality of the TV series cannot be guaranteed, and the stimulating effect of the special episode is not possible. But if some scenes are reduced, Director Cai should still do it, right?"

"Well" Cai Yuexun thought about this possibility seriously and spoke after a moment, "If you just reduce the scenes, this can still be done. In contrast, you can add some of the scenes between Zaizai and Zhu Xiaotian, which is a way."

"Then go and do it." Chai Zhiping waved his hand. The two of them knew that they were seeing off the guests, so they stood up and prepared to leave.

"Yushan."

Chen Yushan looked back at Chai Zhiping, "What else does Sister Chai have to do?"

"Go to the mainland next week." Chai Zhiping looked at the documents without raising his head. "Prepare the special review materials again. The relevant departments there are a difficult unit. Also, Niu Chengze asked him to hurry up, Cai Yuexun is a stubborn mind."

"Don't worry, Sister Chai." Chen Yushan smiled and was a little excited. Chai Zhiping took her to the mainland, which was a sign of recognition.

Chai Zhiping put down his pen and looked at the photo frames on the desk, there were photos of himself and his daughter in the amusement park, photos of Du Hanwen and himself by the Tamsui River, and New Year's Eve. Mi Ruizhi's family portrait. His smile quietly hung on his face. People are not plants and trees, so who can be ruthless? But business is the battlefield, and we must eradicate the roots of traitors and enemies. Moreover, this kid is not so cute now. He gently touched Yan Cheng Xu, who had a bright smile in the 4 in the photo.

"If you want to blame yourself, blame yourself for being stupid. Who saved a fool?" Chai Zhiping said to himself, "Hate me, young man, this world is so cruel and ruthless. But ten years later, who will still remember you back then? Haha, if you stand high, you will fall to death."

I opened the drawer, took out a packaged gift box, looked at it, and put it back. When I was in a bad mood, I always laughed. There was a key inside. The boy liked a more comfortable car, so he gave him one as a birthday gift. At this special moment, people who couldn't see Du Hanwen were always a little uneasy. I don't know when this kid was already a special existence he used to calm his mind. I don't know how this guy's birthday was like. He was twenty-three, and children in ancient times picked childhood plums and played with bamboo.

Du Hanwen sneezes and rubs his nose, "It's so choking pepper."

"No, it's okay." Zhang Junning smelled the steak on the plate, "When I go back and take some cold medicine to prevent it. I may have a cold. I have been calling on the balcony these days."

"It will take a week to take medicine or not. It's better to go to the bar to celebrate Dudu at night." My sister said with a gaze.

"Your nerves, you don't feel sorry for your man." Zhang Junning was speechless.

Zhang Ying was even more speechless, "Oh my God, what did I hear? Let's not talk about you at a young age and don't go to a nightclub. It would be fine if you don't have nightlife. You actually said my man, Oh my God. Dudu I didn't mean you, you disciplined my sister too well. This hurts my relationship so much. I have to calculate my mental loss."

"My family status is low, how can I control my woman?" Du Hanwen sang and made her sister speechless. "This pair is the best, forget it. After all, I can't eat steak for a birthday, so forget it, what else is there to make it?"

Seeing his sister's excited look, Zhang Junning knew that she had been wandering around for a long time and was here. This good sister who sells her sister, "Let's go to Kanghe to row a boat."

"Oh my God, are you two crazy?" my sister covered her face, "ohgod, I forgot that my sister is a literary young woman."

He looked at Du Hanwen with hope, "Brother-in-law, whether I am watching TV in a hotel or going shopping today depends on your decision. Don't listen to my sister, the birthday boy is the biggest."

"Of course, I'm the biggest today, but I decided to row." Du Hanwen said with a smile, and his sister instantly rowed the steak into eighteen portions.

Zhang Ying sent the two away very friendlyly, without the idea of ​​being a light bulb. The most important thing is that this literary journey is really not suitable for herself who has been to many times. These two people are going to Cambridge for the first time, and it is also the first time to go to Kanghe. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Junning fluently recited "Farewell to Kangqiao".

Go to Kang River to support a long pole and go to the greener grass. The Kang River is actually divided into two sections, and most of them are influenced by Mr. Xu Zhimo to see the true appearance of Kang River is actually the back garden downstream. The water surface of this section is relatively open and gentle, and the two sides are exquisite and beautiful.

The advantage of renting a flat-bottomed boat was that the student and boatman who made extra money was that the student and boatman who made extra money took the two without hesitation, regardless of whether he was full or not. Sitting opposite the bow of the boat, watching the green water surface gently stripped open, Du Hanwen quietly moved into the boat. This guy has been seasick since he was a child, and he was a guy who was afraid of water. The weeping willows on the shore were reflected, the green grass was blooming, and the shipman hummed an unknown tune to entertain himself. Zhang Junning held a camera and recorded Du Hanwen's 23-year-old summer.

The river that can be visited is not long, and it will stop ashore in one class. Under the guidance of the shipkeeper, I knew that today is a rare time for the library of Trinity College. I was able to pay tribute to the manuscripts of the masters of the Royal Academy of Sciences. Du Hanwen only used to be a joke. The firm materialist in the past is now a guy who worships the temple and draws crosses when he sees a church. However, this does not hinder the admiration of the masters. I am afraid that the mystery of this world will not be seen through in the last life and cannot be understood. Why bother to disturb me?

In the evening, I went to Cambridge town for a cup of coffee. The dim street lights and orange signs really made the two of them feel uncomfortable. They advocated frugal energy, which is less flashy and more connotation compared to the shining brilliance of Taipei neon lights.

Looking at the street wet by the light rain outside the window, Zhang Junning took a sip of coffee with honey, "Tell me a story."

Du Hanwen yelled and took his eyes back from the street. "Legendly, in Cambridge Academy, there is a magic academy that is unknown to outsiders. Ordinary people cannot see it. Only some people with magic can enter it. We can call them magicians, and they call us Muggles."

"What does muggle mean?" Zhang Junning became interested.

"A nickname for the non-** syndrome, I use it to refer to ordinary people who do not know magic and do not believe in the existence of magic." Du Hanwen explained.
Chapter completed!