novelraw Chapter 66 All I See Is You
Chapter 66 All I See Is You
After teasing Bai Xue again, Qian Lang assigned her specific tasks.
He began to delegate authority.
He delegated the reimbursement authority for amounts under 200 to Bai Xue and Zhang Yu.
In other words, in the future, for internal company expense reports under 200, as long as two people sign them, the expense can be reimbursed directly.
He is often not in the company, and some small orders are held up for too long, which inevitably leads to complaints from employees.
Of course, this is also a test.
To test whether Zhang Yu and Bai Xue are trustworthy.
His company, Wave Entertainment, is still small, but he believes it will grow rapidly in the future.
He also needs to have trustworthy people around him.
Using money to test a person is the most effective method.
He knew in his heart that although 200 yuan was not much, it was enough to tell whether a person was greedy or cautious.
After finishing up at the company, I had a meal with everyone at Pansidong.
He was a little worried about not being able to go to the film set for two days.
After a short nap during Bai Xue's massage, I headed to the film set.
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Days passed by, and a week went by in the blink of an eye.
There was still no news from Dong Xuan, but Qian Lang wasn't in a hurry. He didn't trust Dong Xuan, but he trusted the people behind Dong Xuan.
The film is being shot in an orderly manner.
More than half a month has passed since filming began, and Ning Hao has become quite adept at his work on set.
Qian Lang was finally relieved.
Of course, Qian Lang's dissolute lifestyle did not stop in the past week.
I spent two days with Liu Tao, and Yang Lei stayed with him for one day. Li Xiaolu and Chen Hao were on their periods...
Hey, anyway, he's still very busy!
It was Wednesday, and Qian Lang couldn't stay on set until noon.
He said goodbye to Ning Hao and then left the film crew.
He had been working hard since the Lunar New Year and hadn't had a proper rest. Today, he had some time and wanted to go to the city to get a foot massage to pass the time.
I received a call from an unknown number as soon as I got on the bus.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Teacher Tao? Are you feeling better?"
"That's good, that's good."
"It's alright, what do you mean? Want to eat? Sure, no problem!"
"Donglaishun for dinner? Sure, 7 pm, right? I'll be there on time!"
The caller was Tao Hong, whom I hadn't seen for several days.
I wanted to express my gratitude for what happened that day.
Qian Lang agreed without hesitation.
Actually, he had almost forgotten about that incident.
Moreover, Xu Zheng thanked him the day after that incident and gave him a case of Moutai!
Of course, the couple were very tactful and insisted on treating him, so he didn't refuse.
Human relationships are built on regular interaction.
After hanging up the phone, Qian Lang drove to the city without giving it much thought.
After wandering around for a bit, I found a foot massage parlor that looked quite legitimate.
And you know what? They really are legitimate.
At least the technician didn't try to trick him into going upstairs.
After washing his feet and taking a nap, he felt much more relaxed.
When I came out of the foot massage parlor, the streetlights were already on.
In April, the nights in Beijing are still a bit chilly, but the wind on your face isn't cold anymore.
Qian Lang stood at the door, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it.
The neon lights across the street were flashing, red and green, illuminating the traffic on the road.
He checked the time: 6:30.
Feeling that it was about time, I drove to Wangfujing.
Donglaishun is still the same Donglaishun.
The storefront is small, but once you step inside, you'll find a hidden gem.
Dozens of tables were set up in the hall, steaming hot, with the aroma of mutton mixed with the smell of sesame sauce filling the air.
Waiters in white coats moved between tables carrying plates, their shouts, laughter, and the clatter of pots and pans blending together.
The warmth and everyday life of people are very strong here!
Qian Lang gave his name, and the waiter led him to a private room on the second floor.
The private room wasn't large; a round table was placed in the middle, with a copper pot on it. The charcoal fire was already lit, and the water in the pot was bubbling and steaming.
There was an old painting of Beijing hanging on the wall, depicting the Qianmen Gate Tower, with some inscription next to it, though it was hard to make out what it said.
The curtains were drawn, and outside was the night view of Wangfujing, with the faint glow of neon lights visible.
Xu Zheng and his wife hadn't arrived yet, so he sat down and waited.
Less than five minutes later, the door opened.
But it was Tao Hong who came in.
She was wearing a black trench coat, her hair was down, and she had light makeup on. She looked much better than she had at the hospital that day.
Seeing Qian Lang stand up, she smiled.
"Sorry, I couldn't find a parking space. Did you wait long?"
"No, I just arrived. Where's Teacher Xu?"
Qian Lang asked.
"I didn't call him. It was just the two of us today. Once he came, there was nothing for me to do."
Tao Hong said with a smile.
Qian Lang was a little confused.
But I didn't pay much attention to it.
On second thought, it makes sense. Old Xu is too eloquent; his mouth is like it's blessed.
Tao Hong took off her trench coat, hung it on the back of the chair, and sat down opposite him.
The waiter came in, and the two ordered their food.
Tao Hong asked Qian Lang to order, and Qian Lang didn't stand on ceremony. He ordered mutton, fatty beef, tripe, frozen tofu, cabbage, vermicelli, and two bottles of beer.
However, Tao Hong took a look at it and replaced the beer with Moutai.
"Let's have some baijiu today, the beer's a bit cold!"
"Um, Sister Tao, are you drinking baijiu now?"
Qian Lang said with some concern.
He still vividly remembers how Tao Hong acted as if she was dying that day.
"Sure, why not? The doctor said it's okay to eat whatever you want!"
"That's good, that's good."
Qian Lang echoed.
He also doesn't like beer, not because it has a low alcohol content, but because it makes him bloated.
Baijiu (Chinese liquor) is just right; you can drink more if you want, more if you're happy, and more if you're unhappy.
The dishes were served quickly.
Tao Hong put the meat into the pot, and after a while, she picked up a piece with her chopsticks and gave it to Qian Lang.
"Qian Lang, thank you so much for what happened that day."
"Sister Tao, I can handle this myself. It's all over now. It's good that everyone is alright."
"Yes, that day really scared me to death, I even cried on your shoulder."
"Really?"
"Of course."
The two ate and talked about what happened that day.
Both of them sighed with regret.
"Qian Lang, let me toast you. Without you, I might still be in the hospital!"
"Then let's celebrate your good fortune, Sister Tao! Let's have a toast!"
After a few rounds of drinks!
Once they started talking, they became very close friends and the more they talked, the more they talked.
"Sister Tao, I heard that one of your classmates from the Central Academy of Drama changed your name."
"Haha, you mean Duan Yihong, right? He's a quiet type, not my type."
"That's right, Pigsy is such a good talker."
When Qian Lang mentioned Xu Zheng, Tao Hong fell silent.
By this time, the two had already drunk quite a bit.
More than half of a bottle of Moutai has been gone.
Tao Hong's face was flushed from drinking, but her eyes were still clear.
"Qian Lang, sister, there are some things I don't know whether I should say or not."
"What's wrong, Sister Tao? Just say what's on your mind. From now on, we're best friends, so don't be shy with me."
Qian Lang said nonchalantly.
Tao Hong stared blankly at Qian Lang.
I watched it very carefully.
It was as if I was getting to know him all over again.
Then she said it a little shyly.
"Qian Lang, don't laugh at me, but now when I close my eyes, all I see is you!"