"What? We haven't seen each other for many years. Brother Nianbei, don't you want to do me a favor?"
Thinking of the girl's innocent look on the show just now, which had fooled the audience in front of the TV and at the scene, Gu Nianbei smiled lightly: "Okay."
"Then I'll wait for you outside."
After saying that, she turned and left.
The Forgotten Chief: ...
He twitched his lips and looked at Gu Nianbei with sympathy in his eyes.
Gu Nianbei was bewildered by his gaze. "Commander, what's wrong? Is there anything else?"
The director stood up, holding his teacup in one hand and patted his shoulder with the other:
"Xiao Gu, you... forget it, just take care of yourself!"
It's really pitiful to be targeted by that evildoer.
However, if his fellow Taoist dies, he will not get involved.
He is an old man and can't stand the hardship!
It was already half past nine when we left the TV station.
In July of the Gregorian calendar, the evening breeze was slightly cool, but it just dispelled the daytime heat.
At half past nine in the evening in Beijing, the lights are brightly lit, and the city is crowded with people coming and going.
No one wants to waste the rare leisure time after get off work.
Call up friends, greet a few good friends, hang out together, play drinking games, vent the dissatisfaction in the heart, and imagine a bright future.
These are the people whose enthusiasm has not been dampened by reality.
On the streets at night, there is such bustle, as well as desperate cries and determination to stand up.
People who have become numb are still in the office, dragging their tired bodies to complete work that seems to never end.
Of course, these are generally not seen by others.
Just like in this world, those who need to speak out often do not have the time or channels to do so.
Xin Guoguo turned her head and looked at Gu Nianbei: "Brother Nianbei, have you never seen the night scene in Beijing?"
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