Super Golden Eye

Chu Bingqing was a little surprised: "Song Mengting? How did you two get together?"

Fang Yang said: "The two of us came back to the imperial capital together. There was an accident on the way. She was a little frightened, so she let her rest here, nothing else."

Chu Bingqing looked a little better, put the food container on the table, and took out the same side dishes:

"Eat quickly, it's still hot. Isn't the Imperial Capital very stable lately? How come you will have accidents when you come?"

Fang Yang laughed at himself: "Maybe it's the horoscope between me and the capital."

After eating, Fang Yang asked, "How is your work here? Is it going well?"

Chu Bingqing confidently said: "Successfully, very smoothly! According to what you said, we all implement new recruit training and lead the team by tapping the potential internally.

Now the basic framework of the company has come out, and the filming process is very smooth, it is estimated that it can be completed in the first year! "

"Well, yes, yes, this is the lady of heaven I know!" Fang Yang praised:

"Continue to work hard, strive to make the film perfect, and win a few more awards, even if it is nominated, it is also an honor."

Chu Bingqing clenched his small fist: "Of course, I need you to say it! This is our pioneering work!"

But then he was a little discouraged: "It's just the domestic theater, I'm afraid it won't let us break through so easily."

Fang Yang drank a sip: "There is nothing we can't break through. Since they won't let us release, then we will release it ourselves!

In addition to the shooting function, our movie studio should also have a test theater, right? After we get enough honor, we will put it directly in our own studio! I see who dares to say no! "

Obviously Chu Bingqing is not very satisfied with this proposal, but at this time, it seems that there is no better way: "It can only be done like this, what will you do tomorrow?"

Fang Yang said: "It's hard to tell, if Mr. Wu calls me tomorrow, then he might go to a press conference. By the way, how is Chen Mo now?"

Chu Bingqing's eyes showed admiration: "It's okay, it's just too hard for her. A girl's family, who runs around in poverty every day, I am afraid that even I can't do it."

Fang Yang has his own understanding: "Perhaps for her, this is the life she wants, and it can be considered an alternative practice."

Chu Bingqing knew that he and Fang Yang and Chen Mo were not from the same world, so he changed the subject very interestingly: "But tomorrow she will return to the imperial capital to participate in a charity donation ceremony."

Fang Yang was overjoyed: "That would be even better. If Chen Mo can also attend the press conference, it will be a big improvement to the image of our Yangming Group."

Although there is a little knot between Fang Yang and Chen Mo, it is precisely because of Chen Mo's tireless efforts that Yang Ming's image can stand tall under the resistance of countless people!

If you really want to reward your merits, Chen Mo, who seems to only ask for money, is the one with the most credit!

The two chatted casually, Fang Yang asked Chu Bingqing to stay with Song Mengting, and he went to sleep elsewhere.

Although there is such a relationship between the two, it can't be taken seriously. Chu Bingqing didn't know what to think, but he didn't refuse!

In Fang Yang's impression, Chu Bingqing had a slight hygienic disorder and did not like to live in a room with others. Although I was puzzled, at least it was a good thing for myself.

Early the next morning, I received a call from Old Wu. After meeting with Chen Mo, he went straight to the press conference one hour in advance.

Just kidding, Mr. Wu is a man of all kinds of things. Time is counted by the second. You can't be late and let someone wait for you, right?

The press conference was very successful. In addition to Mr. Wu, Mr. Xu and Minister of Finance Ding Yuan were all present.

With these heavyweights, the other little guys have also posted up with shamelessness. The press conference that was scheduled to have less than two hundred people turned out to be nearly six hundred people!

As a last resort, I had to temporarily transfer to a large conference room. With the strong support of Mr. Wu and Mr. Xu, it is rare for the media to have a positive report on the Yangming Group after the meeting.

After all, no matter what, Wu Yuanzheng's identity is there. Since it was open to the Yangming Group platform, no one would dare to refute his face clearly, wouldn't it be uncomfortable for oneself?

After the press conference, Chen Mo was called by Wu Yuanzheng to conduct a separate questioning. In fact, to put it bluntly, he was doing his best. Fang Yang waited for more than an hour before Chen Mo came out.

Fang Yang drove Chen Mo back to Yangming Building: "Is it too hard? In fact, you can do everything by yourself, you can find a few more people to help you."

Chen Mo said blankly, "I like this job, and people can live more fulfilling lives only when they are busy, and they don't think about it. After all, it's impossible for everyone to be a handyman."

Fang Yang shook his head, there was no way to answer these words! Chen Mo always has the ability to talk to death.

Back at Yangming Building, Song Mengting had already woke up, her mood stabilized a lot: "Fang Yang, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would be crazy now."

Fang Yang smiled and said, "It's just a matter of effort, do you feel better?"

"After a good night's sleep, I feel better." Song Mengting paused: "I'm going back to take care of my dad in the afternoon. I have already booked a ticket."

Fang Yang was a little surprised: "So soon? Have you stayed in the imperial capital for a few more days?"

A wry smile appeared on Song Mengting's face: "Don't stay, stay any longer, I'm afraid I won't know how to die."

Fang Yang didn't want to irritate her too much, "Do I need someone to send you back?"

Song Mengting shook her head: "No, there should be nothing wrong during the day. You won't kill the whole plane for me, right?"

Chu Bingqing was very considerate: "It just so happens that our company has a working group going to Jiangbei to collect scenery. It is also a plane in the afternoon. Going back together, there will be some care."

Since it was on the way, Song Mengting no longer refused: "Alright, thank you."

After the arrangements were made, Song Mengting and Chu Bingqing went to join the location team. Fang Yang went straight back to his room because he was worried, and couldn't wait to check his right arm.

Sure enough, after half a day, the black handprints were more obvious than yesterday, and the scope was at least doubled! Fortunately, tomorrow is the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, so there is no need to wait too long.

In the early morning of the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Fang Yang drove Baofu's Hummer to the reservoir of Qipan Town. After getting off the bus, I found that this place is really remote.

It was originally low-lying, because it used to be a residential area with no vegetation at all. After the water level receded, the eyes were full of silt, and there was no grass growing. It was simply a place where birds did not shit.

There is no road ahead, and the car must not be able to drive. Fang Yang followed the stone dam on the side of the reservoir and continued to walk forward.

From a distance, a man in his fifties came across, looking at his uniform. It should be the reservoir management staff who shouted at Fang Yang:

"Young man! This is a major reservoir, not a place for swimming and fishing! There is a fish pond about five miles to the south, you can go there."

Fang Yang replied politely: "Uncle, I just walk around. I have lived here before and I have feelings. I finally came back again and want to come back here again."