A photo frame.

In the framed photo, she and Tang Mulin were flying kites on the grass, and the white building behind them was the Ye family villa.

Ye Wan's eyes slid across the small table in front of the villa and the middle-aged couple sitting opposite each other at the table. He was stunned for a moment.

Before opening the gift, I vowed that I would never be corrupted by any sugar-coated bullets.

But when he saw the gift, Ye Wan couldn't help but sigh.

The enemy's attack is so fierce, Tangtang, you have to hold on! Director Tan received a box of fine cigars.

You don't need to look at the label. As soon as you open the box and smell the refreshing aroma, you will know that it is definitely a Cuban cigar.

If the shooting wasn't about to start, Director Tan would have wanted to pick up a cigarette and take a few puffs.

Seeing Ye Wan, Director Tan smiled and said, "Xiao Ye, you are a very good friend. Please consider it carefully. There are not many young talents who are so polite and sensible nowadays!"

Ye Wan: “…”

After a morning of shooting, it was soon time for lunch.

Because Fu Qianyao and An Zixi stood up and paid the penalty, the meals on the crew were very good.

But it is winter after all, and because we are so busy trying to catch up with the schedule, it is normal to postpone meal times again and again.

So when everyone in the crew got their meals, they were almost always warm.

It's about to snow outside again. If you want a bowl of hot soup at this time, even if you don't eat any vegetables, you can order two bowls of hot soup with rice per person.

"It smells so good... It smells like grilled steak."

"Are you hallucinating because you're hungry? Eat quickly. You still have several performances this afternoon."

"...If you smell it, it seems to have the scent of kelp and pork ribs soup, and cream of mushroom soup."

"I also smell sweet and sour pork tenderloin and braised lion's head..."

"Which crew is this filming of the Manchu-Han Feast?"

…

Seeing that everyone in the crew was carrying their lunch boxes and had no desire to even open them, Director Tan frowned and went out.

As soon as I opened the curtain, I was shocked.

"Xiao Ye, this is... your person?"

???

Being called for the Nth time in the morning, Ye Wan put down his lunch box and walked out of the set.

A large red and white truck, with three sides grounded.

On the side facing the studio gate, three chefs wearing chef hats were busy with their respective duties.

One is frying steak. On the cooking table that is more than one meter wide, more than ten pieces of Wagyu beef are cut into pieces, showing their delicate and beautiful textures and the aroma is fragrant.

One was stir-frying sweet and sour pork, and in the frying pan next to him, a lion's head as big as a fist was rolling.

There is also a chef making soup.

The sound of steak sizzling.

The hot oil smoke rising from the oil pan.

The fresh flavors of kelp soup and cream of mushroom soup.

Not only were the crew members called out, but people from several nearby studios also came over with lunch boxes to watch.

The food was ready. The driver got out of the car and walked towards Ye Wan, handing her a signature board. "Ms. Ye, this is a Christmas lunch specially prepared for your crew. Please sign for it!"

On the signature board, Party A is a company name: Mu Nian Film and Television Media.

Ye Wan understood immediately.

He signed his name quickly and turned to look at Director Tan and the others, "Everyone, enjoy your meal, enjoy your drink, enjoy your meal..."

Everyone rushed forward with a series of "Thank you Xiaoye".

A few people pretended to be members of the crew and took advantage of the chaos to rob steaks and braised lion's head. They then ran back to their own set next door at lightning speed.

It is said that those who receive favors will be grateful and those who receive favors will be soft-hearted.

When Yuanda and Mu Nian extended an olive branch to him yesterday, Ye Wan was still arrogant and ignored him.

But after these two rounds today, Ye Wan felt that pretending to be deaf and dumb was not her style.

Ye Wan opened WeChat and sent a friend request.

I thought President Chu was very busy, so I didn’t know when he would be able to see it.

Ye Wan was about to put away his phone when he saw a small red dot appear in the WeChat dialog box.

【“Mu Guang Jing Nian” has accepted your friend request, and now you can chat happily. 】

Ye Wan: “…”

(End of this chapter)