"Xie Qian?"
Wang Shuang talked for a long time but heard no response, so he suspected that the other party had disconnected.
"Oh, it's nothing. I was just asking. Go back to sleep!"
Xie Qian decisively hung up the phone, leaving Wang Shuang gritting his teeth.
Is it so great to be an investor dad?
Can the investor dad play with the intern producer so casually and call him in the middle of the night to ask him to report on his work?
Yes, that’s what investor dad can do.
Not to mention the trainee producer, as long as the investor dad is happy, he can even call the producer, director and actors to a meeting in the middle of the night!
Yuan Fenghui said that it would be okay to call him to a room for a private meeting... Xie Qian would never do such a thing. If Xie Qian, as an investor, were to use unspoken rules, it would definitely be Xie Qian who would suffer.
Wang Shuang couldn't fall asleep after being woken up. He saw that it was not yet eleven o'clock. Should he get up and play a few games or study?
Thinking of the unsatisfactory test results at the beginning of the new semester, Wang Shuang got up, washed his face with cold water and prepared to do two papers.
The questions in the second year of high school are so difficult!
Wang Shuang didn't cry because of the complicated work on the crew, nor did he cry because Wen Ying paid him 200 yuan less, but he really wanted to cry when he saw this paper!
It's the middle of the night, who can come and help him?
Wang Shuang called Geng Xiao and Tang Yifeng first.
Tang Yifeng didn't answer the call and Geng Xiao turned off his phone.
I wanted to call Qin Jiao, but when I thought about the fact that she would take the college entrance examination in less than two months, I couldn't bear to disturb her.
Finally, I thought of Xie Qian.
He has always known that Xie Qian is a top student in college, a top student in the first year of high school. Can he handle the questions in the second year of high school?
Wang Shuang shamelessly called back and tried to ask Xie Qian how to solve the problem. Xie Qian thought for a moment and gave him the approximate page numbers of the physics textbook. "First, read these pages carefully. If you still can't solve it after reading them, I'll explain it to you."
Wang Shuang’s first reaction was that Xie Qian was so awesome. Not only could he solve the questions for the second year of high school, but he could also tell which page the corresponding knowledge point was on as soon as he heard the question type!
My second reaction was that I was better at playing games than Xie Qian, and I was so awesome.
The third reaction was touching: Xie Qian was so loyal that he actually stayed up late to accompany him to study!
"Good brother, you are so good to me..."
Xie Qian on the other end of the phone was puzzled.
Is that okay?
Since I can't sleep anyway, I can kill time by explaining the questions to Wang Xuezha.
However, if Wang Xuezha is so touched, he can give two papers to Wen Ying when he arranges the papers for her.
Even though Wang Xuezha is a sophomore in high school and Wen Ying is a freshman, if you compare the two, Wen Ying should get a higher score than Wang Xuezha on the same test paper.
Xuezha Wang is terrible in all other subjects except playing games!
Thinking about it this way, Xie Qian was not so angry about Wen Ying running away to Hunan Province without saying a word: If Wen Ying was a top student like Wang Shuang, he didn't know how much effort he would have to put in tutoring her.
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While Xie Qian was looking for Wen Ying's whereabouts, Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong walked out of the cram school one after another.
I'm so tired, really so tired.
Even moving bricks at a construction site or cooking in a cafeteria are easier than this. Working is only physically tiring, while attending cram school is a double torture of both body and mind.
Chen Ru looked pale from being tortured by her tutor. Wen Dongrong secretly read the text messages on his phone and didn't say a word all the way home. When the couple returned home, Chen Ru found that the lights were off in the house.
"Is Wen Ying asleep?"
The room was pitch black.
Wen Dongrong responded vaguely.
When Chen Ru turned on the light, she found Wen Ying's slippers still at the entrance, and was a little puzzled.
"Why doesn't this girl change her shoes before sleeping?"
Chen Ru subconsciously walked towards Wen Ying's room, skillfully opened the door, and turned on the light. The quilt on Wen Ying's bed was not even spread out, so it was obvious that she was not asleep. It was obvious that she had not returned home.
It's past eleven o'clock and Wen Ying hasn't returned home yet. Today is Friday and there is no evening study at school. Where has she gone?
Did you go to the night snack street?
Chen Ru was about to make a phone call to ask, when she caught a glimpse of Wen Dongrong standing at the door. She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she just felt that Wen Dongrong was sneaky.
After being married for so many years, Chen Ru fully understands some of Wen Dongrong’s body language that he himself doesn’t care about.
So, what is Wen Dongrong feeling guilty about?
Yes, in the car in the afternoon, Wen Dongrong took the call from Wen Ying!
She felt strange at the time, as the father and daughter were not usually that close. She asked Wen Dongrong about it, but Wen Dongrong changed the subject.
"Are you hiding something from me?"
500 yuan of pocket money every month.
Brand new leather jacket.
The most important thing is that the couple are now at home and there are no outsiders around, so it is not shameful to be scolded.
Wen Dongrong felt he was safe and tried his best to act nonchalant. "Look, I've been so busy this afternoon that I forgot to tell you. Wen Ying said she's going to Hunan Province. It seems there's a problem with the drama Tianjiao, and she, the screenwriter, is needed there. She said she won't be back until after the weekend."
Wen Ying did say that, and he didn't lie.
He just omitted part of the content and didn't mention the 500 yuan private money and the leather jacket.
When Wen Dongrong thought about it this way, he became calmer.
There's no point in getting angry. The plane is probably about to land. There's no way to bring the girl back. I can only wait for her to return to Chengdu and then educate her.
Wen Dongrong also advised Chen Ru in this way: Wen Ying ran fast in the afternoon, but she will come back after the weekend, and we can settle the accounts then!
Chen Ru's eyebrows were twitching.
Half of the reason was because of Wen Ying's anger, and the other half was because of Wen Dongrong, who was shamelessly opening and closing his mouth in front of him.
Wen Ying must have known that she would be scolded, so she didn't inform her and deliberately reported to Wen Dongrong.
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