158 Our Crew’s Leading Man

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“You want leave as well?” the director asked, looking at Yu Shen.

“I’ll be back tomorrow evening and can resume filming normally the day after.”

The director studied him. “Qu Wan said she had to take leave because it was her mother’s birthday. Is your mother’s birthday tomorrow too?”

Yu Shen shook his head. “No, it’s my aunt’s birthday. She’s my only aunt, and she’s treated me even better than my mother, so…”

The director waved a hand. “How about this? We’ve been filming for quite some time. Let the entire cast and crew take tomorrow off.”

“Thank you, Director.”

The director patted Yu Shen on the shoulder. “You’ve been working hard lately. Take a day to rest.”

“All right.”

Qu Wan watched Yu Shen enter the lounge. “He agreed?”

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Sometimes Chen Qiaoshan could not help wondering why Heaven had not granted his present self the gift of perfect memory, yet had left him with such vivid memories of his previous life.

Especially a place like this, a money-burning den of the capital, commanding wealth worth hundreds of millions… They certainly were not here merely for a repeat customer buried in debt, forced to return again and again in the vain hope of winning his money back.

Li Xiaojun understood. No wonder the other party was in no hurry to look for Zhang Bingxin and had invited him instead. Clearly, if they wanted to discuss an acquisition, they first had to cut off 5173’s financing channels. Only then could they reduce the cost of the merger as much as possible.

Now there was also Zhang Yiyi. In the future, his father-in-law and mother-in-law would have to be added to the list as well. Not one could be left out; overlooking any of them would be a grave offense.

Domestic forums were generally struggling with the difficulties of commercializing their operations. Everyone running a forum was suffering because they could not find a profitable model. Online advertising had only just begun to emerge, and the returns were meager, so they were all racking their brains to increase revenue.

Huaxia and the United States were competing entirely on the moon, and the eyes of the whole world were fixed upon it. If they could draw all the attention of Europe and America there, Great Cloud could develop peacefully on Mars. Since they were all brothers, cooperation in the future would become far simpler.

For plant life, however, absorbing the nutrients within it was exceedingly easy. It was an ability they possessed by nature.

In theory, that madwoman Zhan Xiaoyu, Zhuge Changle’s personal bodyguard, should have been at his side every moment to protect him. Yet he had not seen her anywhere, and could not help feeling surprised.

As prime minister, Li Bing naturally had to enter the palace and make an appearance. When he saw Long Weihu, he wore the same insincere smile as ever.

Da Linzi’s face darkened. “Stop talking nonsense and row your boat properly.” With that, he rested his oar and, like Li San, picked up the rain cape at his feet and began putting it on.

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After all, she was going to be photographed for a magazine. However one put it, she had to dress up and look presentable. Otherwise, if the photographers found her unpleasant to look at and refused to take her pictures, wouldn’t that be awkward?

Li Qingyao spotted a stall selling toys. Although the residence was already filled with toys like these, they had all been gifts from others. How could those be the same as something she had bought herself? She picked up a drum and shook it a few times. Finding it acceptable, she asked the price. Long Lengrui paid for it without a second word.

Much of the lava flowed out through the volcanic crater and the fissures in the stone of Shizhongtian. The scorching heat was more than any ordinary person could endure.

What the villagers said was enough to confirm what Long Kangle had been thinking. It was highly likely that the county magistrate was a barbarian in disguise. Long Kangle spoke at length with the villagers about matters concerning the border, including why not a single commander remained stationed there.

Nearby, Shen Jie saw that his own manager had clearly lost his mind. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he could not help turning away so he would not have to look at him anymore.

Although it had been only a brief sentence, Lou Mian and the others could effortlessly imagine the scene it described.

Prince Kang had repeatedly shown his respect for worthy men, yet Zhuge Tianxiang had never been moved. Of course, Prince Kang was in no hurry either. He had not truly raised his army yet, so there was still time to wait.

Zhuge Tianxiang was once again fiddling with his wooden horse-and-ox contraption. A hunter from nearby had brought him a rabbit that morning, and he planned to cook it for lunch. He was no pedant; if something good was delivered to his door, he would certainly not refuse it.

The palace banquet for the Mid-Autumn Festival was, in the end, not at all boisterous. It was as calm and unassuming as a family casually sitting together, chatting over a meal. More than a dozen palace lanterns were lit, illuminating the spacious waterside pavilion and covered walkway. Sovereign and ministers enjoyed mooncakes together, praying that the people beneath Heaven might all be reunited with their families and share happiness in perfect union.

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