After entering the store, Xiaolu personally brought three signature desserts from the store.

Fang Tong sat opposite the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the flashing lights outside made him blinded. Fan Dongsheng was still confused and flicked his phone.

Su Yu looked at Fan Dongsheng and asked, "What is this gentleman called? Mr. Fang won't introduce it?"

"Fan Dongsheng, my best friend is also from your Academy of Fine Arts." Fang Tongtou replied without raising his head. As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Dongsheng suddenly put down his phone and glared at him.

"Who is your best friend? I didn't call me this kind of good thing last night. I even called you to have a drink." It turned out that Fan Dongsheng finally saw the news and knew the "in and outs" of the matter.

Turning his head, Fan Dongsheng pleased Su Yu again: "Goddess, were you particularly disappointed when you won him in the lottery last night? You have to have a handsome handsome guy like me during the Chinese Valentine's Day, right?"

Su Yu actually sighed seriously: "Yes, I have been unlucky since I was a child. I either draw soap or tissues."

Fan Dongsheng glanced at Fang Tong with smugness when he heard this, and Fang Tong didn't say anything and silenced his head and ate the dessert.

"Mr. Fan..." Su Yu wanted to ask again.

"There are many people who come and go, and everyone usually calls me Fan Fan." Fan Dongsheng couldn't help but be even more proud when he saw Su Yu's topics surrounding him, "Or..."

"Are you disgusting? Who told you Fan Fan?" Fang Tong finally couldn't help but raise his head, turned to Su Yu and said, "Don't listen to him, just call him Lao Fan."

Fan Dongsheng protested with great dissatisfaction: "Will you die if you don't destroy the state?"

Who knew that Su Yu was indeed good at doing good things: "Lao Fan, are you also doing variety shows?"

"Variety shows? What's the best thing about working overtime every day? I'm doing sales now."

"What are you selling?" Su Yu asked casually.

Seeing that Su Yu was so concerned about him, Fan Dongsheng was excited and took out the exquisite picture album from his bag.

"This is our company's product, especially suitable for high-end customers like you. Futai Cemetery, independent HOUSE, three underground floors, unique family..."

"..." Even Su Yu, who has always been emotionally wise, didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Fang Tong could no longer help: "Have you kicked the donkey in the head? The new movie is about to be released. Isn't it unlucky to sell the cemetery?"

"You don't understand this!" Fan Dongsheng disagreed: "Death is a serious topic, it is about people's understanding and thinking about life. What's so unlucky?"

Fang Tong was speechless and had to urge Su Yu: "Don't you just want a hot search? It should be almost done now. Let's finish the meal and leave."

The "crackling" flashing outside made Fang Tong feel extremely uncomfortable.

Su Yu smiled and said, "You are not very adaptable? Just get used to it. It's rare that you treat me to eat. Isn't it good to be so hurrying?"

The dessert was not large at all, so Fang Tong had finished cooking it in a few seconds. He put down the tableware and waited for Su Yu and Fan Dongsheng.

"Slow down... Look at what you eat on your face." As he said that, Su Yu picked up the napkin and reached out to the opposite side to wipe him naturally.

Su Yu's actions were very casual, but he looked Fan Dongsheng's eyes straight, and the flash outside the window flashed even more violently. In order to grab this picture, the entertainment reporters outside rushed to the front.

Fang Tong didn't go out for four or five consecutive days, and screened out a large number of small and medium-sized variety show production companies one by one, found eye-catching goals, and then studied them carefully.

In addition, he reorganized the variety show creative library he had accumulated before, picked out several projects suitable for small companies in a targeted manner, and refined and improved the plan.

On the sixth day, Fan Dongsheng sent a manuscript, and the tenant Xiao Zhang had completed Fang Tong's task. Fang Tong corrected several de facto mistakes to make the article appear more objective and credible.

The article has a clever perspective and does not raise any concluding doubts about "Midsummer Night's Dream", but tells a lot of short stories from the recording period.

Aunt Zhang saw it, Uncle Li saw it, hotel employees encountered it... A group of onlookers at the recording site pieced together a vague story outline, but insiders in the industry knew that there was something wrong with the recording at a glance.

Then the article changed its mind and expressed the regret of such love variety shows missing the Chinese Valentine's Day schedule. I hope to see a wonderful editing as scheduled next week.

It seems that Xiao Zhang has fully understood Fang Tong's intention, and the whole article is full of hints, without any explicit revelations or doubts, which makes Haoyu completely unable to refute. The only way is to speak in a movie.

As expected, Xiao Zhang posted a public account article as promised on the seventh day and shared it in many industry WeChat groups, which was circulated for a while.

As soon as Fang Tong looked through the movements in his circle of friends, he called him.

"Fang Tong, have you seen that public account article? Are the contents all true?" The call was Yin Shi, the director of Kuyu Video, who was responsible for collecting films. Fang Tong had contacted him when he was in Haoyu before.

"Luo Xu is responsible for this episode. I didn't go to record it. Have they not submitted samples to you?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and it must have been scattered by Haoyu for various reasons. Yin Shi obviously believed in the content of the article, but he just asked Fang Tong to confirm it with a lucky mentality.
Chapter completed!