When Director Zhao and his group came in, the originally spacious banquet hall suddenly seemed a little crowded.
After staying for a short time, Director Zhao returned with his crew.
Before leaving, he thanked Director Tan again and again for the bottle of good wine he gave him.
Fu Qianyao could feel countless eyes falling on her, but she didn't even dare to turn her head. She mixed in the crowd and walked out of the banquet hall in two steps.
"Producer Su, Ye Wan, this wine..."
After everyone left, only his own crew members were left, and Director Tan suddenly felt afraid to even pick up the wine glass.
With this bite, several thousand dollars are gone, right?
Post-production costs money.
No matter how much money you have, you shouldn't spend it like this!
"Director Tan, don't worry. This wine is sponsored by investors. If you don't want to drink it, you can only pack it up and take it back when you leave later!"
After saying that, Su Jingqiu pointed to the cardboard boxes piled up against the wall behind him.
Director Tan: …
Other crew members: !!!
After sighing, everyone came back to their senses, "Producer Su, we have an investor dad?"
“Yes.”
Su Jingqiu smiled and glanced at Ye Wan, then said, "Mu Nian and Ming Shuo, one is the cinema chain after our movie is released, and the other is our distributor. In addition, they are also the investors in our movie's later stages. In short, we are not short of money now!"
Director Tan’s eyes lit up.
Not being short of money means that you can spend some money on post-production.
Time is short and the task is urgent, but if you have enough money, then none of these will be a problem!
The bad mood brought by Fu Qianyao was swept away.
Director Tan stood up cheerfully and raised his glass to Su Jingqiu and Ye Wan. "Thank you, producers!"
"Thank you, Sister Su!"
"Thank you, Sister Wan..."
Laughter and noise were heard everywhere, and the banquet hall became lively again.
…
The wrap party ended at 11 o'clock.
As I walked out of the restaurant, I saw snowflakes falling in the night sky.
After seeing everyone off, Ye Wan and Su Qingyan took a taxi straight to the airport.
It was already past three in the morning when the taxi stopped at the gate of Yuehu Bay Community.
The community is even quieter under the snow.
Ye Wan couldn't help but smile when he thought about seeing the chubby little baby after waking up.
When I opened the door, there was a familiar sweet smell of orange in the air.
Ye Wan frowned subconsciously, took a few steps forward, and gently pushed open the little bun's bedroom door.
On the bed in the bedroom, Lu Changchuan opened his eyes alertly.
At first glance, I saw Ye Wan, who was exhausted.
"Wanwan..."
Lu Changchuan called out subconsciously, thinking he was dreaming.
Ye Wan took a few steps forward and placed his hand on the little boy's forehead.
After coming back from the snow outside, Ye Wan felt cold all over.
The forehead of the man seemed particularly hot.
Lu Changchuan stood up and pushed Ye Wan out the door. "The doctor came to see him and said it wasn't a viral infection and he would be fine after two days of rest. He had a fever again just now, so I gave him antipyretics. It's okay, don't worry."
Ye Wan then realized that the orange scent he smelled after entering the room was the smell of antipyretic medicine.
"Why didn't Sister Lan call me?"
Ye Wan looked at Lu Changchuan with an apologetic look, "Where is Sister Lan? Why are you here?"
Seeing the obvious distress and self-blame in the girl's eyes, Lu Changchuan smiled and rubbed her head. "Even if you are a black-hearted capitalist, you have to give the nanny a day off during the New Year, right?"
"I have nothing to do, and Cheng is a boy, so I can take care of him more easily."
Then, Lu Changchuan said meaningfully: "Even if it is, it will help me gain experience as a future father."
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Ye Wan: “…”
(End of this chapter)