Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 217 Directly arrange the food for the film crew for her, isn't the dog man's concern too sudden? ?
When Nan Song arrived at the crew's restaurant, several directors and producers were already eating.

When Lan Zhengfeng saw her, he quickly reached out his hand to say hello: "Here you come? Come and sit."

Nan Song sat down opposite and was surprised for a moment when he saw the dishes on the table.

"Is this the food of our crew?"

"En." Lan Zhengfeng nodded.

Nan Song recalled the meal some time ago in his mind, and his tone was a little puzzled: "I remember that the menu before was not so rich. This table. Director Lan, you can spend too much money, right?"

Lan Zhengfeng put a piece of Longjing shrimp into his mouth, and said with a smile, "You're wrong, it's not that I'm willing to spend my money."

"Who is that?"

"your husband."

Nan Song was stunned for two seconds before speaking: "You mean Shen Du?"

"Yes, he directly hired this private chef to our crew, and he called me in advance."

On the phone with Shen Du that night, when he was talking about the food for the film crew, his words of teasing her flashed into Nan Song's mind instantly.

Damn it, can't you?Shen Du really did it?Nan Song thought in his heart.

Lan Zhengfeng looked at Nan Song's suspicious expression, and said, "Surprised like this? Is the surprise Shen Du gave you too big?"

Nan Song was about to say "no" subconsciously, but after thinking about it, she realized that she and Shen Du had always created a harmonious and sweet couple image in front of people.

Gotta hold on, eh.

Thinking of this, Nan Song smiled softly, and began to talk nonsense without changing his face and heartbeat: "That's right, this surprise is really too big. I know he cares about me, but I didn't expect to care so much. Even the crew's meals are arranged. alright."

After Lan Zhengfeng listened, he said with a smile: "I heard your parents say that you two young couples have a very good relationship. Looking at it now, it's really true."

Nan Song really didn't know how to answer these words, so he just smiled and didn't speak.

Lan Zhengfeng looked at a table of delicacies, and said again: "The private chef hired by Shen Du is really good at cooking, and we can be regarded as having a taste of you."

Nan Song laughed and said: "How can this be? You and Shen Du knew each other before, and he still wants to call you uncle, it should be."

The smell of delicious food kept drilling into Nan Song's nose, and she began to eat big pieces.

Needless to say, Shen Du's ability to order dishes can be said to be getting better and better, and the dishes on the table are basically her favorite dishes.

Nan Song felt a little flattered, tsk, it turned out that the domineering president with an iceberg face usually cared about people like this, and it felt pretty good.

Nan Song had a very happy lunch. She was so happy that when she was filming in the afternoon, she felt more energetic than usual. She attributed it to the charm of food.

After finishing work at night, Nan Song took out his mobile phone and sent Shen Du a WeChat message.

[Thank you, Boss Shen. 】

He must understand the meaning of the short five words.

But Shen Du didn't come back for a long time, and Nan Song didn't wait, just packed up and went to sleep.
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After attending the meeting, Shen Du returned to the hotel only to see Nan Song's WeChat.

He was about to reply, but when he looked at the time, he realized that it was early morning in Jiangcheng, and sending a message might wake him up.

So they did not return.

Suddenly a phone call came in, Shen Du picked it up, it was Fang Cheng calling.

"Hey."

"Boss, let me confirm with you again, did you arrive in Yuncheng at 08:30 tomorrow morning?"

Shen Du's voice was light: "Yes."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Du turned on the computer and sent a few emails.

This trip to Birmingham came in a hurry and left in a hurry. On the way to the airport in the afternoon, a little rain fell, which brought a little dampness to the whole city that had been sunny for a long time.

After getting off the car, the driver helped Shen Du take out the suitcase from the trunk, and said goodbye to him.

On the opposite side of the airport is a wide square, where pedestrians coming and going are resting, and white pigeons resting on the square circle from time to time, flying leisurely around the crowd.

Shen Du took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the scene in the square.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a white-haired old lady selling some gadgets by the side of the road. The little things on the shelf looked very delicate, and Shen Du's eyes were instantly attracted by one of them.

He walked over and picked up the vintage rose brooch. The copper-gold binding made the whole brooch very delicate, and the buds were in full bloom.

After imagining Nan Song wearing this brooch, Shen Du bought it.

The small thing was held in the palm of his hand, and the corners were slightly scratched, and then he put it into the pocket of his coat.
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At 08:30 the next morning, the plane landed steadily at Yuncheng International Airport. As soon as Shen Du walked out of the airport, he saw Fang Cheng's car.

The air in Yuncheng is more comfortable, not as dry as Birmingham, and the fatigue caused by the busy work in the past few days has been instantly relieved.

Along with Fang Cheng, there was also Chen Mingyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot.

After Shen Du got in the car, he closed his eyes and began to rest his mind. It was a flight of more than ten hours, even in the business class, he was still a little tired after sitting down.

Chen Minghe turned his head to look at the people in the back seat, hesitant to speak, but he did not speak after all.

Shen Du did not go back to Feili Mansion, but went directly to Yunyi Group.

In the office, after Chen Mingyu reported the work situation of the past few days, he waited aside with his hands down to see if Shen Du had any other orders.

Shen Du flipped through a few pages of the report, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't replied to Nan Song's WeChat message from yesterday.

"Well, is there anything else? If not, come here first."

Chen Mingyu made up his mind and said, "There is really one thing I need to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Shen Du asked lightly, without even lifting his eyelids.

So in the next few minutes, Chen Mingyu reported to Shen Du the recent rumors about Nan Song's illegitimate child on the Internet.

The man sitting in the office chair didn't look very good after listening.

He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Mingyu coldly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

As soon as Chen Mingyu heard his boss's tone, he knew that he had done something wrong, so he quickly explained: "You are far away in Birmingham, and I dare not disturb you except for work matters."

Shen Du pursed his lips and said nothing, he remembered what he said to Chen Mingyu before he left Yuncheng - this meeting is very important, in the next few days, don't bother with anything except work I.

That's right, he said it himself, Chen Zhu just did what he should do, and he has no reason to blame this subordinate.

The tense lines on Shen Du's face were visibly softened to the naked eye, and he looked at Chen Mingyu.

"Immediately remove all related content on the Internet, not even a single one is allowed."

(End of this chapter)