"Director Yin, I didn't know you were also recording a program on Yunding Mountain. It's fate that we met by chance. I just happened to bring some Jiang Rong specialties here as a small token of my appreciation."
Fang Xiaole handed the bags in his hand to Yin Jian and said sincerely.
"Thank you, Director Fang, you're so polite."
Yin Jian took the bag and said with gritted teeth.
It was intentional!
I've prepared the so-called meeting gifts in advance, and you're just waiting to come and slander me?
Yin Jian was so angry that his stomach hurt, but he couldn't say anything for the sake of face, so he had to accept the other party's gift in humiliation.
"He actually gave us something? Director Fang is so handsome and polite."
A female staff member looked at Fang Xiaole with a dazed look in her eyes.
"What do you mean by polite? You're just trying to provoke me!"
A boy next to her saw the woman's expression and immediately said with resentment and jealousy.
Fang Xiaole didn't pay attention to the expressions of the people around him. He just felt that Yin Jian's face looked a little bad, so he asked with concern:
"Director Yin, are you okay?"
Yin Jian sneered: "It's okay, thank you Director Fang for your concern."
This is a boxing match, and the winner is hypocritically helping the other person up and asking, "Master Yin, are you okay?"
Isn't it too much to be sarcastic like this?
Yin Jian was so angry that he almost cried, but in order not to make a fool of himself in front of his "mortal enemy", he forced himself to hold it back.
"Director Yin, actually, our coming to Yunhai to record the show was planned a long time ago. This is all a coincidence and has nothing to do with ratings or anything."
Fang Xiaole said sincerely, "Director Yin, do you understand what I mean by this?"
He really felt it necessary to explain, so as to avoid being misunderstood as if he really came here to slap someone in the face.
I am not such an aggressive person!
"Haha, I understand, I understand. I still need to learn more from Director Fang."
Yin Jian was so angry that his hands were shaking, but he could only force a smile on his face.
You must not lose your composure at this time, otherwise wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if the news gets out?
It’s just that Fang Xiaole is too arrogant. He mocks people so blatantly. What a damn old Yin-Yang master!
Fang Xiaole saw Yin Jian's face getting paler and paler, and he looked like he might faint at any moment. He didn't want to bother anyone anymore, so he said goodbye.
"Director Yin, I won't disturb you guys from recording the show anymore. Goodbye. I wish "This Is Hot Dance" a long-lasting hit!"
Yin Jian desperately twitched the muscles on his face, forcing out a smile uglier than crying: "Thank you, Director Fang. Goodbye. I won't see you off."
Watching Fang Xiaole turn around and walk out of the recording venue, Yin Jian gritted his teeth, his clenched fists trembling slightly, and he finally managed to hold back his anger.
He tried hard to keep a smile on his face. When Fang Xiaole walked away, Yin Jian felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
"Oh no, Director Yin has fainted from anger!"
"Director Yin was so angry at Fang Xiaole that he fainted!"
"Director Yin is crying again!"
For a moment, the staff rushed over in a panic to check on Yin Jian's condition.
Zhou Li, who was following him, quickly supported him and said with red eyes, "Director Yin, what's wrong with you? You have to cheer up!"
The people who ran over were shocked by his grief-stricken look and some of them had already taken out their cell phones to call an ambulance.
"What are you doing?!"
Yin Jian broke away from Zhou Li and roared at the people around him:
"I just had a little low blood sugar. What's all the fuss about? The show's not being recorded anymore?! Everyone, get back to your posts!"
When everyone saw Director Yin's bloodshot eyes, looking like a demon, they were so scared that they all ran back to their seats.
"Director Yin, you..."
Zhou Li was about to say something when Yin Jian suddenly stuffed a few bags in his hand into Zhou Li's arms and said with a glare:
"What are you standing there for? It's time to work!"
"Yes, yes." Zhou Li nodded repeatedly, and pointed embarrassedly at the bags in his hand containing the gifts sent by Fang Xiaole.
"Director Yin, what about these things?"
"Send it to my office when you get back."
Yin Jian said coldly.
I will use these so-called "gifts" as motivation to motivate myself, take a bite of the contents every day, endure hardships, and never forget the humiliation Fang Xiaole gave me.
Things change over time, and one day I will return all these humiliations to you!
......
Fang Xiaole, unaware that his kindness was misinterpreted as humiliation, slowly walked out of the recording venue of "Hot Dance" and was suddenly stopped by someone.
"Wow Fang Xiaole, it's really you, I finally meet you!"
A tall girl with an exotic look ran over and stood in front of Fang Xiaole. She clasped her hands in front of her chest and spoke with obsession in her eyes.
"Hello, who are you?"
Fang Xiaole didn't react for a moment, but just felt that the girl seemed a little familiar.
"I'm your die-hard fan!"
The girl said excitedly, and then waved her hands again and again:
"Oh no, I'm your wife fan!"
"Wife fan?" Fang Xiaole was puzzled.
"I just want to be your wife's fan! Fang Xiaole, I like you so much. I dream of you taking advantage of me. If you don't fuck me today, don't even think about leaving!"
The girl's eyes were shining, and she stood up straight, supporting her chest with her hands.
"Zheng Xi!!"
A short-haired woman in her thirties ran over from behind. Seeing that the girl actually said such words to Fang Xiaole, her face changed. She quickly stepped forward and pulled the girl behind her. Then, Fang Xiaole apologized:
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