Once it involves relations between countries, things get complicated, and more importantly, it’s hard to investigate.
Bo Qingzhi gave a roguish smile, speaking unseriously, "You focus on acting, woo your wife well. You’re not in a position to ddle with these things anyway, but you should be extra careful recently."
Bo Yimo acknowledged.
"If you really want to get involved, you can keep coming to the military camp. But there, you can’t just hold your wife and kiss her as you please. After all, the military district..."
Before he could finish, the other party hung up the phone.
Bo Qingzhi stared at the phone, this brother really isn’t lovable!
A typical case of forgetting loyalty for love!
At this mont, the TV was showing the car accident scene that just happened.
The car behind Mayor Han was burning, while he delivered a passionate speech in front of reporters, "With such a major incident, the governnt will certainly not stand idly by. We’ll definitely give everyone an explanation, and we’ve begun checks at all exits. We will surely catch the culprit..."
Qiao Jing raised an eyebrow and smiled, "This worked out in his favor." Just by saying these words, how much goodwill will it bring him as the mayor?
Bo Yimo frowned, "Isn’t this digging a hole for himself?"
Saying ’we will surely catch the culprit’, even the military is investigating and they haven’t found anything. How could they catch the culprit just based on his few words?
Qiao Jing didn’t care at all, "What does it have to do with us? It’s his own choice."
This car accident, with Mayor Han’s involvent, will beco a focal point, and citizens will continually follow the case’s developnt. If there’s no resolution, it might backfire.
...
Nearing evening, the two flew back to Country D to continue filming.
Tong Yan had just arrived on set and saw the staff gathered together chatting, feeling a bit strange. "Is it a break today?" Even if both she and the actor aren’t present, can’t they film sothing else?
Soone nodded, "With both leads absent, what is there to shoot?"
Both leads...
Chu Bei is also not here?
What a coincidence?
Seeing Tong Yan, a staff mber’s eyes darted around and chuckled, "Since there’s nothing to do, how about we play a ga?"
Playing gas again...
mories flooded back, and Tong Yan silently shed bittersweet tears.
She’s really no fan of gas. Every ti she plays, she has terrible luck, just isn’t blessed with the ga spirit!
The staff persuaded, "You have nothing else to do anyway, why not play for a bit? It’s just for fun, you know..."
Each of them enthusiastically invited her, and Tong Yan couldn’t refuse, so she agreed.
The ga was simple, just roll dice and see who gets the bigger number.
Tong Yan went first, competing with another person, who was a newly hired prop team teacher.
Since the ga was simple, even older folks could join in.
The first round was about getting the bigger number. They shook the dice, and when the host said, "Show,"
Tong Yan rolled an eight, the other person a nine.
Tong Yan lost.
Using a best of three format, Tong Yan, thinking hard, decided to go for the bigger number again in the second round.
But Tong Yan rolled a seven, the other person an eight.
Tong Yan lost.
With the best of three, the third round didn’t need to be played. Tong Yan felt like crying without tears. She had said she shouldn’t play, she was immune to gaming luck!
Losers had to face a punishnt.
The prop teacher, sowhat elderly, didn’t have the heart to be harsh, and thought for a mont before saying, "The first person coming from that direction, you have to carry them around for a lap."
A few girls had just gone inside, and after a while, they would co out. Thinking about it, it should be ti now.
When the prop teacher saw who was coming, he was stunned.
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