I just said, "There might be something wrong with that water heater."

Half an hour later, they had a brand new water heater.

Not just water heaters.

Two ordinary wooden beds were replaced with lift-type beds with massage function. The quilts are all made of silk, and you can feel that they must be extremely soft and comfortable to the touch just by looking at them. The wool carpet fits the wooden floor tightly. There are flowers on the bedside table and a humidifier, and a fresh and comfortable fragrance comes out.

Chen Yu stared in amazement as several renovation workers in work clothes came in and out, taking down the ordinary, unremarkable cotton and linen curtains in the small living room and replacing them with double-layered, fully blackout curtains with dark patterns, the kind that could ensure that not a single ray of light from outside could get in when they were drawn.

In less than twenty minutes, the entire room was completely transformed.

The decorator came quickly and moved quickly without saying a word the entire time. After finishing his work, he nodded to Sheng Yuan and Chen Yu and left, closing the door behind him, like a professional robot.

Chen Yu stood there, looking at Sheng Yuan helplessly, his eyes full of confusion.

Sheng Yuan was silent for three seconds, and looked back with the same confused and slightly "surprised" expression, "The service in this hotel is quite good."

Chen Yu wondered: "Is that so?"

But she didn't notice anything during the whole afternoon, and she didn't tell the hotel that there was a problem with the water heater in the room. How did the hotel know about it?

Is it a regular inspection and renovation?

Chen Yu's head was full of question marks, but seeing that Sheng Yuan was also surprised by this, she thought that maybe the service of this hotel was really good, and maybe it was not just their room that received such treatment, so she didn't think about it any more.

Sheng Yuan sorted out her things, emptied the suitcase and put it in the cabinet.

There was knock on the door again.

This time it was the crew members.

The people who had just got off the bus had not eaten dinner, so the crew booked a private room downstairs and asked everyone to go down.

Sheng Yuan asked Chen Yu if he wanted to join.

Chen Yu waved his hand, "No, no, I ate it a long time ago."

[Exit the station.] [Get on the bus.] [I’m in the back row.] [The second to last row.] One more sentence.

[…] Perhaps because he didn’t get a reply from her, he sent her a message with three commas, as a reminder of her need to urge her.

Then less than a minute and a half passed.

[Sheng Yuan.] He sent another message, just like in real life, face to face, he looked at her, called her name in a low and magnetic voice, also meant to urge her, but this time, there was a bit of grievance.

Sheng Yuan looked at her phone and couldn't help but chuckle.

Is Zizi a kindergarten kid?

After calling Sheng Yuan, the crew members went on to call other people.

Sheng Yuan took the elevator downstairs, found the private room, pushed the door and went in. Many people were already there. She looked around and didn't see Shi Yan, so she sat down in an empty seat.

Gong Cong fell asleep after arriving at the room, so he was late. He hurried downstairs and met Director Hu and Shi Yan who were also about to push the door. They had probably just finished discussing the details of the script, so they also arrived relatively late.

Gong Cong greeted him politely and followed him in.

After entering, he looked up to find a seat and saw that the seat next to Sheng Yuan was empty. He walked over and was about to step forward when a slender figure was one step ahead of him.

Gong Cong looked at the young man with cold eyes and stretched out his hand to pull out the stool, and then sat down. He had a cold expression and no emotion, and it seemed that he just wanted to sit in this position casually.

Gong Cong was stunned, scratched his head, and could only look for an empty seat again.

It was a simple meal, with the main creators and crew directors sitting at the big round table, but it also had the meaning of celebrating the start of work.

Director Hu stood up, raised his glass with a smile and said, "I look forward to everyone's performance."

Everyone followed suit and raised their glasses, which were filled with tea: "Come on."

(End of this chapter)