One hundred and nine:
Ji Qingzhou felt that Fang Zhe was indeed worthy of being Fang Yaoxuan's uncle. He could lie with his eyes open and talk nonsense, putting all the blame on himself, as if Chu Xin had forced him to do so.
"Mr. Fang, what you said is not right, right?" he said softly.
However, Fang Zhe did not answer him and continued talking to Chu Xin.
Chu Xin listened calmly, walked to his car, opened the door, and sat in.
"Is it over?" he asked. "If it's over, then stop talking nonsense."
Fang Zhe frowned unconsciously when he heard this, and then he heard Chu Xin's cold voice coming through the phone, "When did it become someone else's turn to question my words? If I don't allow him to drink, he can't even drink a drop of alcohol. What does it have to do with you whether I'm sociable or not? It's your turn to point fingers at my decision here."
He looked at the watch on his wrist. "It's past nine o'clock, not too early. Tell Zhou Chengfeng to take Ji Qingzhou back to the room to rest. This meal is over."
Chu Xin finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Fang Zhe looked at the hung up phone and cursed "Fuck" in his heart. He was about to tell Zhou Chengfeng to take his people away, but he heard someone's phone ringing.
When Zhou Chengfeng saw it was Chu Xin, he quickly picked up the phone, and heard the voice on the other end say without any emotion, "Take Ji Qingzhou back. You don't have to eat this meal. Fang Zhe and I have eaten it."
"Okay, Mr. Chu." He said, smiling as he looked at Fang Zhe and the others, "Sorry, the boss has spoken. I have to take Qingzhou back first, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to explain myself."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ji Qingzhou. Ji Qingzhou stood up, politely apologized to everyone including Fang Zhe, then turned and walked out.
It was not until he left that Fang Zhe angrily slammed the table and shouted, "What the hell!"
The producer and Wu Hui tried to persuade him, but Fang Zhe turned and glared at the producer, gritting his teeth, "I don't care what you do, in this play, Ji Qingzhou's scenes must not exceed 0 minutes. You really take yourself seriously. Okay, I want to see how long he can hold out."
Wu Hui was speechless. "This is impossible. He is the male lead in this drama. 0 minutes? Then there is no need to shoot this drama."
"What's impossible? Just raise Yao Xuan's role and switch roles. Wouldn't that solve the problem?"
Wu Hui sneered when he heard this, thinking that he was really simple-minded. "Boss Fang, He Hua originally decided on Li Ao for this play, and the contract had been sent out. You changed the actor, and the crew respected you and thought Yao Xuan was really good, so they changed Li Ao and let Yao Xuan play. Now you change the actor again, letting Ji Qingzhou and Yao Xuan swap roles. Do you think filming is a very simple thing, and you can just change it? Ji Qingzhou was the first actor to be decided, and in fact, because he was chosen first, Li Ao, who had solid acting skills, was chosen from actors of the same age based on his age. It's okay to replace Li Ao with Fang Yaoxuan, but it's not okay to replace Ji Qingzhou."
“Then I will withdraw my investment.”
Wu Hui laughed, "Then you can withdraw. When you invested, you didn't set any conditions. When you signed the contract, you didn't say you would make any adjustments to the actors in the future. Now you're moving on to the second male lead and then the first male lead. You've made all the decisions. What do you need me as a director for? What am I supposed to direct?"
The producer also advised, "Mr. Fang, we have worked together before, and we didn't have these problems back then. Don't let Ji Qingzhou affect our friendship. This director has his own ideas when filming. You paid the money, so just wait for the profit. Let's not get involved in other things. Don't you just want to drink? I'll drink with you. Ji Qingzhou is so young, why are you angry with him?"
Seeing them, one played the bad guy and the other played the bad guy. Fang Yaoxuan also advised, "No need, uncle, just leave it as it is. I like this script and the role very much. If you force your hand in, won't that embarrass me?"
After all, Fang Zhe still loved his nephew, so when he saw him speak, he didn't bother to argue any further. The producer then breathed a sigh of relief, wondering what was going on.
Ji Qingzhou and Zhou Chengfeng walked all the way to the elevator before asking him, "Did President Chu really call you just now?"
"Yes, otherwise I can't deceive them."
"I thought the CEO you liked best was Chu Cheng, but I didn't expect you to bring up Chu Xin. Aren't you afraid that CEO Chu is so busy that he would ignore such words?"
Zhou Chengfeng smiled, "No, you are an artist of Xiyu after all. It's fine if he doesn't know. If he knows, he won't let his artist suffer. Besides," Zhou Chengfeng glanced at him, "you have been with Chu Cheng before. Do you think he really doesn't know what happened between you? He may not care about you, but he cares about Chu Cheng very much. Besides, I would like to say it's Chu Cheng, but are you willing? Do you want me to use his name just now? Did Fang Zhe call him?"
Ji Qingzhou lowered his eyes unconsciously when he heard this. He didn't want to. He would rather be his superior Chu Xin than Chu Cheng. However, Chu Xin should know the true relationship between him and Chu Cheng, and he actually chose to help him. He thought he would hate him.
"Give me Mr. Chu's phone number. I'll send him a text message to thank him later. It will also show my sincerity."
"Okay." Zhou Chengfeng said and sent Chu Xin's phone number to his WeChat.
He and Ji Qingzhou went into his room together and chatted with him for about half an hour before leaving.
After he left, Ji Qingzhou edited a text message and sent it to Chu Xin.
Chu Xin heard his phone ring, but he ignored it because he was driving. He didn't pick it up until he encountered a red light. He saw a text message saying: I'm sorry to bother you with what happened just now. Thank you for your kind help. Ji Qingzhou.
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