"Agent Mo?"
Zhang Zhiqin was a little confused. She didn't know why Mo Yan suddenly added her WeChat, and she sighed in her heart.
"You said it would pass immediately? I, Zhang Zhiqin, don't care about my reputation, don't I?"
He sneered softly and immediately pressed the "Agree" button.
"Hello, Mr. Mo." He greeted her politely.
However, Mo Yan was not extra polite and said straight to the point:
"Has your new show started recording? We have three new people in our company. Can we arrange for them to be guest stars for one episode? We don't need to pay them an appearance fee."
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head in confusion, thinking, you should talk to Director Luo or Brother Fang about this matter, why are you looking for me?
However, his intuition told him that if he replied like this, he would definitely be scolded. After thinking for a long time, he finally replied:
"It should be possible. I'll ask the leader tomorrow."
Mo Yan quickly replied: "Thank you."
Zhang Zhiqin didn't know how to reply for a moment, but luckily Mo Yan sent another message:
"Aren't you going to rest yet?"
Uh, I'm texting you on WeChat right now, how can I sleep?
Zhang Zhiqin felt that Mo Yan seemed a little strange today, so she asked:
"Are you really Agent Mo?"
A voice message came directly from the other side. Zhang Zhiqin turned around and looked at Fang Xiaole who was sleeping next to her. He pulled the towel over his head and covered himself.
Then he hid under the covers and put the phone to his ear.
"Just call me Mo Yan."
The voice in the voice was indeed Mo Yan's cold yet magnetic voice.
"Hey, how about I just call you Sister Mo?"
"what ever."
Mo Yan's speed in replying to WeChat messages is just like her work style: fast, accurate, and concise.
This made Zhang Zhiqin not know how to continue the conversation, and she didn't dare to say "I want to sleep", what if this sister got angry?
I could only ask for conversation: "Are Teacher Lin and Fangfang asleep?"
Mo Yan quickly said, "They've already gone to bed. Where's Deputy Director Fang?"
Zhang Zhiqin opened the quilt covering her head a little and looked to the side. Fang Xiaole was sleeping very soundly, with his head also seemingly covered in the quilt.
He hid back under the quilt and quietly typed a reply: "Brother Fang is asleep too, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I can't sleep, so I just want to talk to someone."
Mo Yan responded at the speed of light again.
Well......
"Okay, so what do you want to talk about?"
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head for a long time before finally coming up with a sentence.
"casual."
Mo Yan replied immediately.
Zhang Zhiqin almost scratched her hair off, thinking, "We don't have anything in common, are we just going to force ourselves to talk?"
"Can you please hurry up?"
Mo Yan actually sent another message.
Why are you still urging me to do this?
Zhang Zhiqin was even more panicked. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a common topic with Mo Yan. He immediately typed excitedly:
"Are your legs feeling better? Can you close them now?"
"Are you sick?!" Mo Yan cursed immediately.
Zhang Zhiqin was angry. I was just caring about you, but you actually scolded me. Do you really think I have no temper?
He quickly typed, "I'm sorry, my mistake."
While Zhang Zhiqin was covering himself with the quilt and sending WeChat messages to Mo Yan, Fang Xiaole, who had already "fallen asleep", was also hiding under the quilt beside him, typing quickly on his phone with both hands, sending a message to Lin Yao:
"Didn't Manager Mo come to urge you to go to bed today?"
Lin Yao replied, "Sister Yan is already asleep. What about you? Didn't you just say that you and Zhang Zhiqin were sleeping in the same tent? Is he asleep? Did we disturb anyone else by chatting?"
Fang Xiaole gently opened the thin quilt covering his head and glanced to the side. He saw Zhang Zhiqin sleeping with her back to him and her head covered.
He hid back under the quilt and continued typing:
"Zhang Zhiqin fell asleep and couldn't be woken up. Besides, I was hiding under the quilt to send you a message."
"It feels very interesting." Lin Yao replied.
Fang Xiaole smiled, as if he could see a girl in nightgown lying on the bed and giggling at her phone.
"Did the recording go smoothly? Um, are you confident?"
Lin Yao sent another message.
Fang Xiaole replied: "Just now Zhang Zhiqin also asked me if I had confidence in this program, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't answer him."
"Why are you deliberately not answering people?"
Fang Xiaole said: "I am actually confident, but my words don't count. Whether the show is good or not is up to the audience to judge. We just need to do our best to make the show a good one."
"Well, you said it very well."
Lin Yao was like a little fangirl and thought that everything Fang Xiaole said was right.
"How about you, how are the Mercedes endorsement negotiations going?"
Fang Xiaole knew that this endorsement was very important to Lin Yao, and he followed it online when he had free time, but he never saw any relevant news.
"Sister Yan said the deal is almost done and we might sign the contract tomorrow."
Lin Yao replied.
"Congratulations! We'll be seeing you in Mercedes commercials soon. They say car manufacturers like to give away cars to their spokespeople. Is that true?"
Fang Xiaole typed with a smile.
"I don't know either. Sister Yan was the one who talked. She said I just had to sit next to her and smile nicely."
Lin Yao obviously didn't understand anything about these things, or rather, Mo Yan had always protected her very well.
"Although Manager Mo looks fierce, he's really good to you. By the way, is she married?"
Fang Xiaole asked casually. They had no time during the day these two days, so they could only chat for a while before going to bed at night. The two of them talked about almost everything, and they could have fun talking about any topic.
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