Chapter 204 So many cars, how come none of them are yours?

"The houses here all have two sets of keys, so the landlords can prevent residents from leaving things inside and causing problems. Because you're sick, Wu Cong gave one key to the team doctor so he could come see you, but unexpectedly, Yi Mohan beat him to it..."

As Little B recounted the intelligence he had gathered, he emphasized, "I've been keeping a close eye on his host the whole time. Don't worry, he wouldn't dare to do anything to you!"

Fang Ke scoffed, "Then he could only leave lying down."

After taking the fever reducer, Fang Ke felt drowsy and fell asleep again. When she woke up, it was already the early hours of the next day, just as Wu Cong and the others finished work and returned to camp.

He brought Qin Xiaowan and Han Yu to see her, and knocked on the door for a while.

Perhaps it was because the sleep replenished his energy, or perhaps it was because the medicine brought by Yi Mohan was working, but Fang Ke was still a little weak at this time, but at least his heart and blood vessels were clear and his body had energy.

She got up and opened the door for the three of them. Seeing that she had actually gotten out of bed, the three of them were relieved and quickly told her to go back to bed.

"It's not that exaggerated. I've recovered very well, and I should be able to go back to work tomorrow."

"Are you sure? Don't say I'm abusing you."

“I’m sure! Lying down all day would be so boring.” Fang Ke said lazily with a smile. She was sweating profusely, and her face was flushed. She looked very different from her usual aloof and strong demeanor. At this moment, everyone seemed to realize that she was also a 24-year-old.

Wu Cong laughed and said, "That's good. I was worried you wouldn't make it to the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow."

Fang Ke sat cross-legged on the bed and chatted with a few people, "The day after tomorrow, the opening ceremony?"

Wu Cong nodded, "I consulted a master who calculated that the day after tomorrow, from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m., is an auspicious day. I've already had the purchases and decorations made, and the media invitations were sent out a week ago, so you'll miss out big time."

Fang Ke had never attended a filming opening ceremony before and was a little curious. Qin Xiaowan and Han Yu, who frequented film sets, told her many interesting stories about other film opening ceremonies.

Basically, it involves lighting incense and praying to the gods, with the director, producer, and lead actors taking turns to speak, followed by media interviews and photo sessions.

"Sometimes, the production company and investment company will also send people over."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ke's eyebrows suddenly twitched. "Oh, will Yi's Shenhe Media send someone?"

Wu Cong laughed, "Of course, this is our biggest sugar daddy."

"What level of people from Shenhe would come?"

Han Yu joked, "He has to be a CEO, right?"

Qin Xiaowan continued, "You're not talking about President Yi, are you?"

Wu Cong laughed heartily, "That's right, President Yi arrived a couple of days in advance, clearly showing the outside world how much he values ​​our drama. It seems the publicity and distribution are going smoothly."

Fang Ke: "

Seeing that Fang Ke had instantly lost interest, Wu Cong's voice grew softer and softer, and finally he made a gesture of zipping up his mouth.

"Haha, it's getting late, everyone should go back and rest early, tomorrow is another full day of training."

The three of them got up to say goodbye, while Cai Ke lay down and said, "Take care, and don't bother seeing me off."

After the three of them went outside, they looked at each other awkwardly.

Han Yu whispered, "Why does it seem like Sister Fang's mood instantly soured when she mentioned Yi Mohan?"

Qin Xiaowan couldn't help but raise her voice, then quickly lowered it again, "What do you know? The entanglement between Miss Fang and Yi Mohan and Su Yao has been going on for a long time. These two are so openly showing affection in front of her, how could she be happy?"

Wu Cong scratched his head, "That's strange. Fang Jie had clearly let it go before, so why did she react so quickly today when President Yi was mentioned?"

He couldn't explain it. Later, he went back to his little room, took a shower, tidied up, and lay down on the bed.

Wu Cong recalled Fang Ke's subtle expression at the time and belatedly realized, "Was Sister Fang... disappointed?"

What's disappointing? The person she wanted to see didn't show up?

He opened his eyes wide and immediately sat up cross-legged, wide awake. "Holy crap, who does she want to be there?"

Shenhe Media... Shenhe Media...

To be honest, Shenhe Media would at most send a project manager to take a look and that would be it. The top executives wouldn't bother to travel so far in the cold to attend the opening ceremony.

But after thinking about it, Wu Cong got up, took out his computer, and solemnly wrote another invitation to the start of filming of "The Legend of Wan Yue", sincerely inviting all the senior executives of Shenhe to attend.

After sending the email, Wu Cong could only hope that his actions would be somewhat effective and make up for what he owed Fang Ke.

Wu Cong was unaware that his invitation letter, because it was written with such great importance and mentioned that President Yi Mohan had visited the set, was highly valued by the manager and was directly copied and sent to the highest-ranking internal reporter.

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In the study, a floor lamp cast a halo of light. Ye Si's slender fingers tapped the email copied to him. After reading it for a while, he took out his chat history with Fang Ke.

[Fang Ke]: /Image

[Fang Ke]: My dear senior, what do you see in this photo?

The photo shows several imposing Mercedes-Benz and Land Rover vehicles parked side by side, with nothing else in sight.

Ye Si had previously made wild guesses based on this photo, and even had someone order a Mercedes-Benz, intending to give it to Fang Ke when she returned to Jingzhou.

But now that he's realized it, Fang Ke probably wasn't talking about the car at all.

Fang Ke's thoughts have always been very unconventional; perhaps she just wanted to use this opportunity to say something...

[With so many cars, how come none of them are yours?]

Ye Si's mind suddenly went blank, and his eyes darkened.

Although he had already booked a flight to Mengshi, it was almost exactly the date before Fang Ke left, his original intention being to bring her back to Jingzhou.

But it turns out Yi Mohan was there too, and the day after tomorrow was the day they were to start filming.

Ye Si thought for a moment, then lowered his lips, typed a few lines, and sent them to the entire project team simultaneously.

The key employees who were out having late-night snacks, drinking, and singing karaoke immediately burst out laughing when they received the CEO's message.

"A meeting from 8 AM to midnight tomorrow?? Mr. Ye?? Is the universe about to explode? Why the rush? Do we have to finish a month's worth of work??"

After another night's sleep, she woke up feeling refreshed, and all the messy, weak feelings she had when she was sick were thrown aside like dog poop.

She changed her clothes, washed her face, combed her hair into a high ponytail, and went out the door with a spirited air.

Once in the car, she saw Fang Yefan wrapped in a blanket, looking weak, and couldn't help but tease him, "Why aren't you better yet?"

Fang Yefan looked up, her voice barely audible, "You think everyone's as lively and energetic as you? I seriously suspect I've caught some kind of flu. Is there any effective medicine for it...?"

"You're in this state, why aren't you resting indoors? You can't film anything on location anyway."

"The filming today was alright, mostly just sitting scenes. I thought about it and decided to go back to Jingzhou as soon as possible. I really can't stand this weather in Meng City."

Fang Ke nodded and reached out to touch his body temperature with the back of her hand, but Fang Yefan quickly dodged, his pale face turning slightly red.

"What are you doing? Don't even think about touching me again."

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Only then could he withdraw his hand, saying, "I want to see how far you are from death."

A short while later, two more people got into the film crew's van.

Su Yao and Yi Mohan came up one after the other.

"Yaoyao, you can get out of bed now?" Fang Yefan asked in surprise.

Su Yao nodded, and seeing Fang Yefan's appearance, she was also very worried. "Yefan, Mo Han brought some special medicine this time. It's very effective against the flu, and the effect is immediate. You should try it."

Fang Yefan gave Yi Mohan a cold look, but the latter didn't take him seriously at all.

"I do have some medicine left. Shall I have the doctor give it to you?"

Fang Yefan scoffed, "Who wants to take your medicine and wait to be poisoned to death?"

Fang Ke interjected, "You should still eat it; it really is very effective."

Fang Yefan was immediately filled with questions, "How did you know you ate it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yao and Yi Mohan's gazes immediately fell on Fang Ke, almost staring holes into her.

Fang Ke's expression remained silent, making the atmosphere even more eerie. Fang Yefan reached out from under the blanket, grabbed her shoulders, and shook her, shouting, "Fang Ke! How could you accept charity?!"

Yi Mohan: "...I had the doctor take it to Fang Ke, so that she wouldn't also fall ill for a week and delay Yao Yao's filming."

Su Yao: "..."

Su Yao also cultivated her skills to be able to maintain her smile.

Amidst the chaos, Fang Ke gave Yi Mohan a thumbs up, saying, "President Yi, you used the word 'also' perfectly."

Yi Mohan was stunned when she realized that her previous statement had included Su Yao, implying that Su Yao had been lying in bed for a week, slowing down the production schedule.

Yi Mohan quickly explained, "Yaoyao, no, I..."

Su Yao gritted her teeth and smiled, "It's nothing."

Then she turned to look out the window, seemingly unwilling to pay him any more attention.

Yi Mohan could only blame Fang Ke for his anger. Was this woman deliberately trying to bring him bad luck? She was infuriating him!