I dressed as a black lotus goddess

Chapter 175 I give you a gift, I hope you like it
After talking about the character several times, Feng Xian almost understood it.

After talking about the roles, Feng Xian asked about the crew.

"How long will this movie take?"

"The volume of this movie is not particularly large, and the overall does not need to use too many special effects, post-production should not be too difficult."

"The director didn't mention the cycle, but I observed the lead actor's schedule, and the film should take five months." I have to say, Director Zhang still strives for perfection.

Now, not many directors are willing to take the time to polish their films.

"Is the specific shooting location in the imperial capital?"

"It should be that most of the background is done in the imperial capital, and a small amount of plots may go abroad for filming."

That is for five months, she should be in the imperial capital.

It's convenient to meet up.

After the meal, Zheng Ling touched her stomach. It tasted much better and she had exercised a lot. Otherwise, even if the original owner was not too fat, her stomach would bulge if she ate and drank like this.

There were no extra entertainment activities today, and Feng Xian also had to go to work in the Feng's Building next to Xiangling Media, so after eating, the two of them left by car.

Feng Xian asked Zheng Ling about his afternoon arrangements, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm fine in the afternoon, I should go to the acting class for a lecture."

"Enrich yourself, that's good."

Zheng Ling smiled. In fact, it can't be regarded as enriching herself, but just learning a little more.If you only use the inherent things and stay where you are, you will easily be abandoned by the times. Only by making continuous progress can you keep your heart and have more opportunities.

"You are also working very hard, and you are busy every day."

"I'm fine."

It was a long time ago that he was busy every day. After the Feng family got on the right track, he was only busy intermittently.

Occasionally, there are people working hard at the bottom, and he has a little leisure time.

Soon, the parking lot will arrive.

In order to prevent himself and Zheng Ling from being photographed in the same frame or being seen by ordinary people, which would affect Zheng Ling's reputation, every time, Feng Xian drove into the innermost VIP parking lot exclusive to the president to isolate himself from his eyes and ears.

This time too, no, not the same.

After getting out of the car and opening the rear door for Zheng Ling, Feng Xian thought that the interesting day would come to an end here.

But Zheng Ling didn't leave.

She was standing next to Bentley with a black Chanel bag in her hand, as if she had something to say.

"What's wrong? Don't you go to class?"

"Well... there is something I haven't told you yet."

"?" Sure enough, there was something wrong, Feng Xian was a little curious, "What's the matter?"

"In the past few days, thank you very much, Mr. Feng, for auditioning with me across the screen. It's hard work for you to listen to me say so many dirty words—"

"It's okay." The word thank you is too unfamiliar, Feng Xian didn't like to hear it, so he said, "It's very interesting to watch you act."

Much more fun than looking at most messy file projects.

Feng Xian himself enjoyed it too.

Zheng Ling smiled, and didn't say a word about it. After Feng Xian finished speaking, he continued: "No matter what, I still want to thank you, Mr. Feng, you have helped me a lot."

"But I seem to say thank you verbally every time, and I haven't used actual things to express it."

"You don't—" used to express, Feng Xian's end is the selfless dedication of the atmosphere.

Then Zheng Ling took out a square gift box from her small bag, "Every time I say thank you empty-handed, I always feel embarrassed. I bought a gift in the mall yesterday, and I hope Mr. Feng can accept it."

Feng Xian swallowed the sentence "no need", and happily took the gift box.

"Is it a gift specially bought for me?"

"Yes." Zheng Ling nodded, "I hope you like it."

　The data of this book is really... a bit poor, and the writing is quite difficult.

　　I hope everyone has a vote to vote, um... Maybe it will be on the shelves at the end of the month?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)