"How did you know my phone number?"
Ye Feng was a little annoyed by being interrupted repeatedly when he was in high spirits, so he asked patiently.
He remembered that he did not leave his phone number for Aunt Xue and Jingjing, and he also tore up the business card Aunt Xue gave him, but how did she find his phone number
"I got it from Li Bouchong."
Aunt Xue hurriedly explained, and then continued: "Doctor Ye, please, come and save Jingjing."
"You guys are really heartless. Not only did you let her work while she was sick, but you also didn't send her to the hospital when she fell ill?" Ye Feng said disdainfully.
"I don't… "
Aunt Xue wanted to get angry, but she also knew that she had a very bad image in Ye Feng's heart, so she could only plead in a soft voice: "It's not that I don't want to send Jingjing to the hospital, it's that she doesn't want to go. Please, help Jingjing."
She doesn't even go to the hospital when she's sick. What is this woman thinking
Is it really as she said, that even if it means sacrificing limited life, she must bloom the most gorgeous flowers
Ye Feng was helpless, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Send me the address."
Although he didn't like Aunt Xue, he still had some affection for Jingjing, a humble and polite girl.
Besides, he wasn't so hard-hearted as to just ignore a living life.
"Okay, we're in Studio 7 at Beijing Film Studios. Call me when you get there and I'll get someone to pick you up."
Hearing that Ye Feng was willing to come, Aunt Xue's face immediately showed a hint of joy and she said hurriedly.
But before she could finish her words, Ye Feng hung up the phone.
This guy…
Aunt Xue smiled bitterly. If it wasn’t for Jingjing, she really didn’t want to see this guy again.
"Director, Jingjing is a little sleepy and needs to take a break. Can we continue shooting later?"
Then, she carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around and forced a smile to a man in sunglasses who was smoking a cigarette.
The director looked at Aunt Xue in confusion. Although he felt a little unhappy, he nodded and agreed to her request when he thought about how Jingjing seemed to have been in poor health since her debut.
You must come as soon as possible... There must be a way...
After hearing the director's words, Aunt Xue felt relieved and kept praying to God for protection in her heart.
…
"A friend of mine is sick, and I have to go there right away." After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng looked at Jiang Yixue helplessly.
He could feel that Jiang Yixue had actually wavered just now. As long as he picked up Jiang Yixue and took her to the hotel, he would be able to end his virginity and win the beauty today.
But unfortunately, everything was disrupted by this sudden phone call.
"Okay, then go quickly."
Jiang Yixue was a little hesitant at first, but when she heard Ye Feng's words, she breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.
But what made her curious was how Ye Feng had made friends so quickly even though he had only been in the capital for a short time.
"Then after you come back..."
"We'll talk about the future later!"
Jiang Yixue turned her head and avoided Ye Feng's burning gaze.
It seems that if you miss this opportunity, it will be hard to come across this store again, and there will be no chance of success.
Ye Feng sighed, then walked towards the hospital parking lot with the car keys in his hand.
"Are you going to see your boyfriend or your girlfriend?"
Looking at Ye Feng's departing back, Jiang Yixue suddenly remembered something and asked loudly at him.
But Ye Feng acted as if he didn't hear it. He opened the car door and disappeared into the street.
"You stupid bastard. You just said we wanted to be together, but now you're off to find a woman. Just wait and see how I'll deal with you when you come back!" Jiang Yixue knew that Ye Feng was pretending not to hear her, and she stomped her feet in anger.
After speeding all the way, Ye Feng soon found the Beijing Film and Television City.
The Bentley Mulsanne led the way, and the security guards at the entrance of the cinema thought that it was some rich second-generation who came to visit the set, or some superstar who came to work, so they dared not stop them. Naturally, the green lights were clear all the way.
In a short while, Ye Feng arrived at Studio No. 7.
"Dude, what are you doing? You're not allowed in without a work permit?"
As soon as he reached the gate, two staff members blocked his way with their hands and spoke vigilantly.
Ye Feng didn't fall for their tricks. He pushed the two men aside with his hands and strode in.
As soon as he entered the studio, Ye Feng frowned.
The studio was shooting a costume drama. It was covered tightly and there was no air conditioning. Although there were two large fans blowing, it was still like a steam room.
Especially since there was a man wearing sunglasses next to the fan, smoking a cigarette, the air was not only stuffy but also choking.
"Who are you? How did you get in? Where's the groundskeeper? Get him out!"
Just as Ye Feng was looking around, the man in sunglasses also noticed him, frowned, and shouted unhappily.
Hearing this, Aunt Xue, who was taking care of Jingjing, turned around in a hurry. When she saw that it was Ye Feng, she hurriedly said with surprise: "Director, he is Jingjing's friend, and he came to visit the set."
Jingjing's friend? Boyfriend
Damn it, I was wondering why she didn't want to be seduced no matter what conditions I offered since she joined the group, it turns out she has a boyfriend!
Since you have a boyfriend, why the hell do you want to pretend to be a fairy...
The director looked at Ye Feng carefully, took a long puff of his cigarette, and said in annoyance, "If you have something to say, please say it quickly. Get out of here when you're done. We still have to shoot!"
Aunt Xue hurriedly waved at Ye Feng, signaling him to come over quickly.
"You, put out your cigarette!"
But Ye Feng acted as if he didn't see Aunt Xue's actions. He looked at the director with a frown and said unhappily.
Jingjing suffers from congenital heart disease. People with this disease have a very poor heart tolerance and the slightest stimulation can trigger the disease.
The studio was already stuffy as a steamer, and they were wearing ancient costumes. No normal person could stand the heat, let alone Jingjing who suffered from heart disease.
In addition, the director kept smoking, and it would be strange if Jingjing didn't faint when she was choked by the smell of smoke.
"What did you say?"
The director was stunned and looked at Ye Feng in surprise.
He always gave orders to others on the set, but no one else ever gave orders to him.
"I told you to put out your cigarette and don't force me to help you..."
Ye Feng spoke calmly, then turned around and opened the curtain of the studio, letting in the fresh air from outside.
"I won't pinch you, what can you do to me?"
Seeing Ye Feng's actions, the director flew into a rage. He threw the almost finished cigarette to the ground, lit a new one, and then waved his hand and said, "Where's the stagehand? Get him out!"
On the set, the director was like a god. As soon as he said a word, five people who wanted to perform rushed towards Ye Feng.
However, in Ye Feng's eyes, these people were no different from shrimp soldiers and crab generals. After knocking down three of them with a sweeping kick, he knocked down two more with a push of his hand.
That scene was even more exciting than the fighting scenes they designed during filming.