Chapter 130 Don't Go Home Until You Leave the Entertainment Industry

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After Lin Yao finished speaking, there was no response from the other side.

She bit her lip and continued:

"Dad, I have a friend who is also a singer. Because of exhaustion, his voice was damaged and became very hoarse. He can no longer sing. Do you know a doctor who can cure him?"

After an embarrassing silence, the other end of the phone finally spoke:

"How long has it been since you called?"

Lin Yao held the phone tightly, looking very nervous:

"I'm sorry, Dad..."

"Okay, when will you leave the entertainment industry?"

Lin Yao's father interrupted her and asked abruptly.

"Dad, I just like singing, not what you think, and now I can earn money with my own hard work, and I want to buy it for you and mom..."

Lin Yao took a deep breath and tried to explain, but was interrupted by her father again.

"I think the money from the big dye vat is dirty. I dare not tell people that you are my daughter. I will leave the entertainment industry before the Spring Festival this year and go home. Otherwise, I will never come back."

beep beep...

A busy tone came from the other end of the phone, Lin Yao stood where she was, and slowly put down the phone.

After a moment of silence, she gently walked back to the bedroom and put Fangfang's cell phone back on the bedside table.

Seeing that the blush on Fangfang's face after drinking hadn't faded, and her face was still a little hot, she went to the bathroom to turn on the water, twisted a towel, wiped Fangfang's face, and then went back to her bedroom.

Sitting on the bed, staring at the night sky outside the window in a daze.

In the dark room, a slight sigh sounded.

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"Waiter, check out."

In that Chinese restaurant, Mo Yan found that he could no longer talk to Fang Xiaole, so he could only wave his hands and call for the bill.

"Let me do it.

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Fang Xiaole got up and took out his wallet.

"It's my request."

Mo Yan also stood up.

"I'll come, I'll come, anyway, we will be a family in the future."

Fang Xiaole was very enthusiastic.

"..."

Mo Yan glanced back at him, Fang Xiaole smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

"You come, you come."

Mo Yan suddenly felt that this guy's expression was very similar to Lin Yao's when he was "disobedient", and suddenly his head hurt, and he didn't want to stay with this guy anymore.

After paying, Mo Yan slowly turned around, finally managed to squeeze a working smile on his face:

"Assistant Director Fang, I'm leaving first."

Before Fang Xiaole could speak, he quickly turned around and walked towards the gate of the restaurant.

"Sister Mo!"

The nasty guy yelled from behind.

"Assistant Director Fang, is there anything else?"

Mo Yan turned her head, trying to maintain a polite and distant smile.

"Excuse me, did Lin Yao do anything for me secretly, but didn't tell me? For example, I just rented a very cheap house recently..."

"Hehe, Assistant Director Fang, although Lin Yao is stupid, she won't be in a hurry to cheat on your house and car. Don't be too self-righteous."

Mo Yan sneered, turned around and walked towards the gate of the restaurant with elegant steps.

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang, are you okay?"

"Ouch!"

Before Mo Yan stepped out of the door, he collided with a figure rushing in, and the two of them sat down on the ground at the same time.

Mo Yan's painful part that was pecked by the duck last night came into contact with the threshold protruding from the ground, and she screamed in pain, her face turned pale.

"Sister Mo, are you okay?"

Fang Xiaole hurried forward to help Mo Yan, while looking at Zhang Zhiqin helplessly.

"Didn't I let you go back? Are you okay?"

Zhang Zhiqin also sat down and squatted, grinned and waved her hands: "It's okay, it's okay."

Standing up, he explained: "That manager Mo is so fierce, I was worried that you would be tricked by her, so come in and have a look, this kind of middle-aged woman is terrifying to be cruel!"

Fang Xiaole quickly winked at him, and this guy noticed that the person he bumped into was not that "scary middle-aged woman"?

"Well, hey, I didn't mean that."

Zhang Zhiqin was all smiles, and reached out to help Mo Yan up.

"Manager Mo, I'm not talking about you. You are only thirty-eight at most, and you are still a few years away from middle age."

Mo Yan's face turned dark, and he threw Zhang Zhiqin and Fang Xiaole away without saying a word, and walked out of the restaurant quickly.

However, the walking became slower and slower, and the walking posture of both feet became limping, as if a certain part was not convenient.

"Why is your walking posture so weird?"

Zhang Zhiqin said something puzzled, and Mo Yan stopped completely, paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at the two of them with an unnatural expression on her face.

"Please call me a car."

Fang Xiaole stepped forward and asked with concern: "Sister Mo, did you fall and hurt yourself just now, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhang Zhiqin was also taken aback, and hurried over to help her: "Broker Mo, are you hurting your bones? I heard that bones are brittle when you get older, and they are easy to break when you touch them."

Seeing Mo Yan's face getting more and more ugly, Fang Xiaole kicked Zhang Zhiqin from below to tell him to shut up.

At this time, Fang Xiaole's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he took it out, it was Hong Sanshi.

"Brother, I'm already at Nanshuangbanna Airport, why don't you pick me up?"

Hong Sanshi's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Hong, why did you come here today? Didn't you make an appointment with the guests on Thursday to start recording the show?"

Fang Xiaole asked strangely.

According to the arrangement of the program group, Luo Hui led a large team to come over early tomorrow morning to repair and repair the farmhouse, and add corresponding items. Three days later, several guests rushed over to start recording the first episode of the program.

Unexpectedly, Hong Sanshi came here early tonight.

"I heard that the girls in Nanshuangbanna are beautiful and open-minded, so I told my wife to record the show in advance, so that I can come here earlier, hahaha!"

Fang Xiaole said helplessly: "Brother Hong, you are waiting for me at the airport, I will come to pick you up right away."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Xiaole saw that Zhang Zhiqin was still supporting Mo Yan, and both of them stared at him with wide eyes. He said to Mo Yan apologetically:

"Sister Mo, I'm sorry, Brother Hong is here to record the show, I'm going to pick him up, that..."

Then he said to Zhang Zhiqin: "Please take Sister Mo back, please."

Zhang Zhiqin patted his chest: "No problem, I will definitely send Manager Mo home safely."

Mo Yan glared at him, and opened his mouth to refuse, but found that it was really inconvenient for him to walk, so he had to swallow the words back.

"Then Sister Mo, I'll go first, and I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Fang Xiaole bid farewell to Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin, and hurried to the intersection of Miaojia Village.

There are no tricycles or taxis at the restaurant, so you have to walk about a kilometer to get a taxi.

Zhang Zhiqin and Mo Yan stood in place, watching Fang Xiaole's back disappear from sight, and then they looked at each other, and stood silently in place.

"Manager Mo, it's not easy to take a taxi here, and it's only seven or eight hundred meters away from where you live. How about I help you go back?"

Zhang Zhiqin scratched her head, still a little hypocritical for this "middle-aged woman".

"I can walk and still need your help?"

Mo Yan gave him a cold look, and Zhang Zhiqin shrank his head immediately.

"Then what to do?"

Mo Yan pointed to the ground: "Squat down!"

Zhang Zhiqin: "Huh?"

"Ah what?" Mo Yan said impatiently: "Hurry up, carry me back!"