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Chapter 824
The heavy snow in Moscow is coming one after another.

Just like Gan Jing's mood at the moment, he was fluttering downwards.

Time is passing, and there is no reply from the country.

"Boss, dinner is here, caviar, black bread, Olivier salad." Awen opened the door of the room and pushed the dining car in with his own hands.

Gan Jing stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scenery outside, without turning his head, he said, "Ah Wen, I don't seem to be so impatient when I hear you talking."

While putting the dinner plate on the table, Ah Wen replied: "Because I figured it out, it's useless for me to be anxious about this matter, just perform my job as an assistant honestly this time."

"Oh?"

Ah Wen is really as calm as she said: "The weather here is so cold, I will pay attention to the boss's health. As for communication, in fact, your English is better than mine, and you can't even speak Russian. After much deliberation, this is the only way to go." gone."

Gan Jing looked away from the snowy scenery outside, turned around and said with a smile: "Cheng, Ah Wen, your mentality is a person who does big things, and I really want to let you out. Hey, I have adjusted after sleeping all morning." jet lag."

He walked a few steps to the dining table, looked at the food on the plate, and shook his head: "I just want to drink a bowl of Hu spicy soup at this time, um, eat it with fried dough sticks. It would be even better if I had another salted duck egg, The kind that oozes oil when the shell is opened."

Arwen laughed twice, spread his hands out, wondering: "I really can't find it, boss, I don't think you would want to try Chinese food made by a group of foreigners."

Gan Jing blinked his eyes, and he could roughly imagine the style of Chinese food in the hands of foreigners, so he didn't mention it.

After lunch, the phone was as quiet as a cowhide drum soaked in water, but it didn't ring.

Usually, Gan Jing hated the mobile phone very much. It always rang when he was thinking, reading a script, or enjoying a movie.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing makes people's brains hurt.

But now, after a morning, there is no news from China at all, and the hotel I stayed in seems to have fallen into the radio silence before the war.

Gan Jing ate a typical local Moscow lunch quietly for half an hour, and finally gave an after-dinner comment: "It's a little bit more delicious than I expected."

Awen smiled and called the waiter to clean up the room.

After the meal, Gan Jing still stood by the French windows admiring the snowy Moscow, while Ah Wen paid attention to the communication in the WeChat group.

Although there was no phone call confirmed in China, there were occasional exchanges in the emergency WeChat group, but Gan Jing didn't pay attention to the process, what he wanted was the result.

After watching the snow scene for an hour, the phone still did not ring, and the snow was still heavy, but the landline phone in the room rang.

"Hello, Mr. Gan, someone is looking for you in the lobby on the first floor." The front desk clerk spoke in a Northeast Chinese accent.

Gan Jing reckoned that this man studied Chinese in the black land, and wondered in his heart, who could come to him in this land?Is the shaming given by the deputy director Ivanov enough?It's not convenient to say on the TV station, came to the hotel?
Unable to guess the situation for a while, Gan Jing hung up the phone and took Ah Wen downstairs.

When he arrived at the hall on the first floor, Gan Jing took a look and was a little bit dumbfounded. Isn't this the big man with the hairy guard yesterday?
Well, although it is somewhat unexpected, it is barely related to the TV station.

"Hi." Gan Jing just wanted to say hello in English, but suddenly felt that he could use another way, so he immediately said, "Ula~"

Maozi is a tall, burly man with a bushy beard, and looks very mighty, but when he sees A-Gump, he is actually a little shy.

"Forrest Gump." He still shouted out his Chinese name, and then said in English in a stumbling manner, "Yesterday, I at work, I can't. Today I will tell you, Ivanov."

Gan Jing understood what this person meant. Yesterday he was standing at his job and couldn't talk about the deputy director of the TV station. Today he probably wanted to help his idol as a fan.

Hey, the actor's halo still has some effect.

"Go up and tell me, I don't know your name yet." Gan Jing smiled, trying to make himself appear more gentle and friendly.

"Chekhov." After entering the hotel, the bearded man seemed to throw the voice that should match his appearance into the wind and snow outside. At this moment, he stood in the elevator a little awkwardly.

"Well, good name." Gan Jing became more kind, "Chekov, how long have you been working in the TV station? Are you married? How are your parents?"

"Okay, okay, everything is okay. Ah, I, I..." Chekov became even more embarrassed when asked, and at this moment he completely lost the firmness that stopped the two of them yesterday.

Gan Jing was a little relieved, although there was a little difficulty in verbal communication, but this reaction did not seem to be someone with ulterior motives, or his acting skills had already fooled the eyes of the actor.

Out of politeness, after arriving in the room, Gan Jing wanted to greet him politely, but Chekhov seemed more anxious than himself.

"Forrest Gump, the TV station and everyone knows that he is a Chinese liar."

"Ivanov, the most deceived, face-saving, and ridiculed."

"Director and Ivanov, relatives."

Gan Jing was sitting opposite Chekhov, sipping tea and understood two things. Ivanov’s relationship with the fraud company was indeed very effective. He belonged to a powerful figure in the Moscow TV station, so the backlash was fierce. In addition, the fact that he was cheated made Maozi feel ashamed, especially the deputy director who took the lead.

"Chekhov, how do you think we should solve this problem?" Gan Jing's consideration may not necessarily mean that the TV series will be fully broadcast. If the TV station here can make a statement, it will be easier for the domestic people to talk, "Can money solve it?" ?”

Chekhov shook his head again and again: "No, no, Ivanov, not short of money."

Although the words were very brief, Gan Jing somewhat understood what this person meant. Some people did not pursue wealth growth after spending enough money, just like the famous Chinese actor Mr. Gan Jing, he is such a person.

"Then what do you think I should do?" Gan Jing thought for a while and asked his fan.

"Tonight, there are a lot of people at the party." Chekov said stumblingly, "Contact, sincerity." He pointed to his own heart, then pointed to A-Gump's heart, and suddenly felt a little shy after pointing.

Cough, Chekhov with a beard and a heart.

Gan Jing endured the discomfort and asked for the address, confirmed the specific time, and decided to find an opportunity to contact the deputy director of Ivanov at night. Chekov said there was nothing wrong with it. A sincere attitude is the basis of contact. The people from the TV station here Being cheated probably also needs a vent channel.

"Forrest Gump, take a group photo." Chekov made a request after reporting the news.

Gan Jing satisfied him very happily, and after seeing off the bearded man, he still felt a little emotional. Fans without borders are really heartwarming. Although it would be more comfortable to change to a female fan, but , it is already very good.

"Boss, there is no news in China. Brother Chen is working hard." Ah Wen reported in due course.

"The scenery of the northern country is covered with ice for thousands of miles. Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."

Looking at the snowy scene outside, Gan Jing waved his hands vigorously in the air.

(End of this chapter)