Chapter 244: Mr. Li Pretending to Be Asleep

Walking forward and seeing the irregular rise and fall of Mr. Li's chest, Bai Qi knew that he was pretending to sleep!

He did not expose him, but quietly stood aside, took out his mobile phone and replied to two messages.

He immediately raised his eyelashes and scanned the surroundings, secretly feeling a little strange: Where are the people here?

You know, there are many things that the stage staff need to do, and it is impossible for one person to arrange everything! Therefore, the general crew will arrange different numbers of stage staff according to the size of the scale, and most of them have their own division of labor!

For example, there are those who are responsible for vehicle allocation, food procurement, issuing various certification letters, and helping the crew to build the venue, etc.

It can be said that there are many people and things, and they are very busy!

For such a large crew as Nongyin, the number of stage staff must be not small, otherwise they would not have specially built a temporary transfer room halfway up the mountain to facilitate everyone to allocate supplies or take a temporary rest.

But... Bai Qi has come to the stage staff room three times in total! Except for the first time, a stage staff guided the two to meet, the remaining two times, such a large place, except for her and Mr. Li, there was not even a ghost?

Is he too busy? Or too idle?

Or... did Mr. Li send everyone away?

Bai Qi didn't think about it for too long, because Mr. Li, who was lying on the bamboo chair, coughed lightly and woke up.

"Oh, the little white cat is here?" Mr. Li opened his eyelids and said slowly, "Have you been waiting for a long time? Look at me, this old fool, I accidentally overslept."

Bai Qi curled his lips, not wanting to say it out loud, and said softly: "Director Qin said you have something to talk to me about?"

Hearing this, Mr. Li snorted coldly: "Well, it's a little thing. But can you tell me first why your phone can't be dialed?"

Bai Qi took out his mobile phone very naturally, without changing his face: "There were too many harassing calls in the past few days, I set it to block."

Mr. Li didn't believe it: "What harassing calls?"

"Buying a house, buying a car, insurance and financial management." Bai Qi said calmly, "It's very annoying, so..."

Mr. Li interrupted her with resentment: "Oh."

Bai Qi looked down at the phone: "What's your mobile number? I'll save it and I can call it later."

Mr. Li's face was full of rejection, and he reported a string of numbers very unwillingly.

Bai Qi obediently stored it, and after a while, she raised her phone: "It's OK now." She put the phone back in her pocket, and when she looked down, she saw the empty teacup next to Mr. Li. She frowned, went forward to pick it up, and went into the house to fill a large glass of water.

It was slightly hot when it was brought out, and white smoke rolled out of the enamel teacup.

"This tea is not very good." Bai Qi carefully looked at the tea leaves that were tumbling up and down with the hot water, "I have a kind of tea at home that is not bad, bring some next time."

If someone else said this, Mr. Li would definitely think that person was trying to please him! He was too lazy to give others a good face.

But Bai Qi was different.

Even if it was the same thing, when she did it, she was so focused and unpretentious!

It was not deliberately pleasing, nor was it to ask for something from herself, but she really cared.

He hadn't felt such pure care for... How long?

Sighing and taking it, Mr. Li took a sip of tea, the hot water numbed the tip of his tongue, and the steaming mist made people's eyes red.

The tea leaves after brewing twice are bland, but they taste sweet after a careful sip.

Back then... Qu Yimo was like Bai Qi, always thinking about me, looking for good tea from everywhere... No matter how busy he was, he would always bring a cup of freshly brewed tea during lunch break.

So much time has passed, I thought I had forgotten it long ago, but just thinking about the name of my beloved disciple, Mr. Li still couldn't help feeling sad...