Chapter 111 Cousin, Han Chunxi

The faces of the people on the other side of the camera all changed, especially Zhou Yufan, whose slender eyebrows instantly furrowed: "What's going on?"

Fang Li: "It's just bad luck, so I'd rather not talk about it."

Zhou Yufan was silent for a moment, then said, "There's a banquet on Friday night. I was planning to let you know and ask you to go with me, but now it seems I have no choice but to choose someone else."

"What party?" Fang Li was surprised.

Zhou Yufan: "Wenxi Film and Television is hosting a charity dinner. Nearly 90% of the film and television producers and directors in the industry will attend. They have also invited many big stars. This is a great opportunity for our studio."

"I'll go." As soon as Zhou Yufan finished speaking, Fang Li immediately said, "As the founder of the studio, I must not miss such a great opportunity to make a name for myself in the industry. Please let me know the specific time and place of the banquet later, and I will attend on time."

Zhou Yufan was obviously a little worried: "But your hand..."

Fang Li: “…” She lowered her eyes and looked at her tightly wrapped wrist.

It's really not very elegant to attend a banquet in this manner.

She thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, my hand is fine. I'll find a way not to let anyone know when the day comes."

Zhou Yufan nodded and said, "Okay, do what you can. If it doesn't work, tell me anytime and I'll reassign someone."

Fang Li: "Okay, don't worry."

Afterwards, everyone analyzed the most popular topics at the moment and the general development direction of film and television works in the next year. The meeting lasted for more than an hour.

After turning off the camera, Fang Li rubbed her neck and stood up to lean back in her chair.

I looked up at the ceiling and thought about how to tell Han Xi about the banquet on Friday.

I don't know if he will agree.

Fang Li sighed slightly, picked up her phone, stood up and left the study.

There were quite a few dresses in the dressing room of the master bedroom, all prepared by Han Xi before she moved in. It was a good opportunity for her to go and see if there was anything suitable, saving her the trouble of going to the store to choose.

When Fang Li was choosing a dress in the cloakroom, at the Han headquarters building.

The president's office on the top floor.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in." A deep male voice.

The door opened and Lin Mo came in dressed in a smart suit. "Boss, Mr. Chunxi is here."

Han Xi, who was sitting at his desk reviewing documents with his eyes lowered, raised his eyes. The boundless eyes on his nose made him look even deeper and more silent.

The dark eyes stared quietly at the door. Soon, the sound of high heels got closer and closer, and a delicate figure stepped in.

As soon as the person arrived, a clear and elegant female voice floated in: "Boss Han, long time no see."

The woman looked to be around thirty years old. She was wearing a pure white suit with smooth and draped material. The wide-leg pants made her walk with a breeze. Her suit jacket was open, revealing a champagne-colored suspenders underneath. The sleeves were lightly folded and stacked at her elbows. The only thing on her body was a temporary watch on her left wrist. She looked simple, generous and capable.

Seeing her, Han Xi raised his lips slightly, took off his glasses, and stood up: "Why do you have time to come here?"

He walked around the desk and personally took the woman to the reception area to sit down. "What would you like to drink?"

Woman: "As usual."

He looked up at Lin Mo, and Lin Mo followed his lead and led the way out.

The two of them were facing each other. The woman looked straight at him, the smile on her lips growing deeper and deeper. "I heard from Uncle San that you have a girlfriend?"

The woman was Han Xi's cousin, his uncle's daughter, Han Chunxi.

He is also the general manager of Wenxi Film and Television.

Mentioning his uncle Han Yi, Han Xi's smile faded a little: "Not a girlfriend."

Han Chunxi was surprised: "Why? Could it be that, as Second Uncle said, you've also started to follow your bad friends and keep female students?"

Han Xi glanced at her coldly, "Do you think I'm Jian Yunqi?"

Mentioning Jian Yunqi, Han Chunxi couldn't help but laugh: "Jian Yunqi has been really dissolute these years. If those girls knew that he was still wetting the bed at the age of five, I wonder if they would still chase him around all day like they do now."

Han Xi smiled but said nothing.

"By the way, speaking of Jian Yunqi, I happen to have an invitation here. Can you please pass it on to me?" Han Chunxi raised her eyebrows, opened the Hermès bag at her side, took out two invitations, placed them on the coffee table, and gently pushed them in front of Han Xi.

"Friday, H Hotel, Guohui Center. Mr. Han, please come and enjoy our presence."

Han Xi lowered his eyes to glance at the two gold-stamped invitations, but did not move. He looked up at Han Chunxi across from him and said, "I can help you pass it on to Jian Yunqi, but you know, I don't like that kind of occasion."

"I knew you would say that." A flash of disappointment crossed Han Chunxi's face.

Then he looked at him and said, "Can't you make an exception for once? Originally, delivering invitations wouldn't require me to come in person. It's because of you that ordinary people can't be invited, so I'm doing it myself."

Han Xi: "Cousin." There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Han Chunxi: "Don't call me, just tell me whether you are coming or not."

Han Xi didn't say anything.

Han Chunxi's face darkened, and the smile on her pretty face disappeared immediately: "Okay, you can come or not, I won't invite you in the future, and don't call me cousin anymore."

After saying that, he didn't care about Han Xi's reaction and stood up and left without even looking at him.

Lin Mo was holding a cup of American coffee and was about to knock on the door when the office door was suddenly pulled open.

Immediately afterwards, Han Chunxi, who had been talking and laughing just now, pushed him away with a sullen face and left at the speed of light.

Lin Mo almost spilled the coffee in his hand on himself. He frantically managed to steady himself. Holding the cup of coffee, he didn't know whether he should go in or not. He looked into the office, but unexpectedly met the eyes of his boss.

He shuddered and quickly shrank back, closing the door gently as if he had never been there.

......night.

Fang Li spent the entire afternoon trying to find a suitable dress but couldn't find one. She was sitting on the bed, looking at her phone in distress.

I plan to check it out on the platform.

As she was watching, Aunt Rong knocked on the door and said dinner was ready.

Fang Li responded, took out her phone and looked at it while going downstairs.

When she sat down at the dining table, she looked up from her phone and realized that she had only cooked three dishes tonight.

"Han Xi isn't coming back to eat?" she asked puzzledly.

Aunt Rong, wearing gloves, brought out the freshly cooked soup and set it aside. She said, "The master said he has another social engagement tonight and won't be back for dinner. He also said he's asked Chen Yingsheng to find a new caregiver, who will probably be here tomorrow."

Fang Li was surprised: "Still looking?"

Aunt Rong looked at her and smiled helplessly.

Fang Li frowned, picked up her phone, opened the chat box with Han Xi, and asked him directly.

"You asked Chen Yingsheng to find a caregiver again?"

When Han Xi received the message from Fang Li, he was at one of the most famous nightclubs in Beijing, Mei Se.

There were two other people with him. The three of them sat in a large private room, chatting and drinking. Several pretty girls squatted by the table, pouring wine for them.