The person from the film studio who came to pick up Fan Xiaofan was particularly punctual this time; he was a man wearing glasses and wrapped up very thickly.
Fan Xiaofan sensed the weather in Beidu, which was similar to Qingcheng, but looking at this man, it still felt like winter.
But it's already early spring...
The man seemed to notice Fan Xiaofan's odd behavior and explained with a smile, "I'm naturally afraid of the cold, I'm used to it..."
Fan Xiaofan was a little embarrassed: "It was my fault."
The film studio was located in a suburban area. When Fan Xiaofan arrived, the people inside were busy, but they all looked very energetic and presentable.
A middle-aged man who looked somewhat cultured and refined listened to what the person next to him said, looked up, stood up, and walked towards Fan Xiaofan.
"Hello, Rosen, are you Ms. Fang?"
Fan Xiaofan's current name is Fang Xiaofang. As for why she chose this name, she was too lazy, so she just modified her original name.
Fan Xiaofan nodded and shook hands with him: "I'm sorry to bother you these days."
Rosen smiled and said, "Not at all. It is our honor to have such a beautiful lady like you visit us, just like the spring breeze..."
He seemed capable of saying a whole string of words, but the person next to him tugged at the corner of his mouth and then said embarrassedly, "Our factory manager, he just likes to spout romantic and poetic phrases..."
Fan Xiaofan said that she also noticed that Rosen spoke to her in a dramatic, rhythmic tone.
Rosen reluctantly stopped, and Fan Xiaofan suggested that they go and see the movie projector they were currently using.
Someone had already spoken to him about this, so Rosen naturally cooperated. However, he still couldn't help but remind her, "Beautiful lady, please treat those machines with the gentleness of a spring breeze. They cannot withstand the harshness of winter."
Fan Xiaofan didn't know how to answer, so she could only nod.
For a film studio, a movie projector is a prized possession, so Rosen carefully lifted the cloth covering it, a hint of worry in his eyes: "Why would they send someone to inspect this machine out of the blue?"
The movie screenings are counting on it; what will happen if it breaks down...?
His eyebrows furrowed tightly with worry...
Fan Xiaofan's gaze fell on the movie projector, which looked like an antique to Chen Fang in a history museum. She suddenly wondered if what she was about to say might be a devastating blow to this artistic and sensitive middle-aged factory manager.
But the words still need to be said...
Otherwise, how can things proceed?
Without taking it apart, she wouldn't understand its structure and then make improvements...
But when I looked up and met Rosen's round, bright eyes, I realized how cruel my next words would be...
Finally, with her eyes closed, she pointed to where the movie projector was and blurted out, "Can I take this apart...?"
As expected...
Upon hearing this, the studio manager, Rosen, instinctively took a step back, his pale hands clutching his heart: "No, beautiful young lady, you can't! Doing this is like ripping out my heart. It's my beloved child, and I can't let him sacrifice himself in your hands. Please forgive me for refusing your presumptuous request..."
“Look at it, so peacefully there, every part of it a perfect work of art, how could you be so cruel? It would surely weep…”
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