After sending the message, Mu Wan remembered that Liu Qianxiu was probably in a meeting at the time, and he had no time to read and reply to her message. After tapping the screen with her finger, Mu Wan thought it over and sent another text message.
(Mu Wan: I often come to Wencheng for filming and am familiar with this area. I know a restaurant that makes good home cooking. Let’s have a meal together if you have time.)
After Mu Wan sent the message, the assistant director called her to shoot. In response, Mu Wan returned her mobile phone and prepared to go there. Before arriving at the shooting site, her mobile phone dinged. Mu Wan paused, took out the mobile phone anxiously, and saw the text message on the screen.
(Liu Daochang: The hospital arranged it in the Wencheng Hotel.)
The hospital again arranged it. Mu Wan’s eyes were crooked, and the following text message came.
(Liu Daochang: Okay. When?)
(Mu Wan: How about tomorrow? I will have dinner tonight.)
(Liu Daochang: Good.)
After making an appointment, Mu Wan was happy again. She used to go to other places to shoot, but besides having a few acquaintances in the crew, she didn’t have any friends from the same city. Now, not only does she have, but she also likes that person.
Mu Wan has made an appointment to have dinner together tomorrow. If nothing happens, she can only meet Liu Qianxiu tomorrow. Naturally, Mu Wan couldn’t help it, and she had been to the Emergency Building several times in her spare time during the filming. Many doctors are in the busy Emergency Building, but there is no Liu Qianxiu. The scientific research conference should have been very hectic, and she hadn’t even had the chance to run into him.
After the filming in the evening, Assistant Director Ma took Mu Wan to the Yingkexuan.
It is self-evident why Zhang Chengze asked Mu Wan for a supporting role in attending the dinner. Mu Wan has been filming for many years, and although she didn’t know how to deal with this kind of thing a few years ago, she became familiar with it later.
She had no ambition to rise to the top, and the director’s offer did not appeal to her. She didn’t take the olive branch the director threw, so the director naturally knows what she means. With so many female stars in the entertainment industry, directors don’t have the energy to bother a small supporting role that doesn’t want to sleep with him.
But this kind of dinner should go or go. You can refuse the olive branch, but you can’t even let the director have a chance to reach out. It will make the director too embarrassed or lose face.
The opening ceremony began when Muwan and the others arrived at Yingkexuan. The heroine didn’t attend the event, but the female second lead, Mi Yu, and the first male lead, An Cheng, sat beside the director.
Many people are at the table, and it won’t attract many people’s attention if some join. Every person should find a place to sit down and say what they should say.
When Mu Wan entered, Mi Yu glanced at her, and there was an empty seat beside her. Mu Wan understood and went to sit down. As soon as I sat down, I heard Zhang Chengze say something.
“The relationship with the company is good, and I still have a seat for dinner.”
“Relations within the company were good, so seats were still left for dinner.”
Zhang Chengze likes to drink, and he drank a lot during the last dinner, so this time, it is naturally not a problem. He is almost fifty years old this year, and because of frequent drinking, his face is naturally red, like Guan Yu smeared with red paint.
“Yes. Thank you, Sister Yu.” Mu Wan said politely.
With a glance at Mu Wan at the end of her eyes, Mi Yu laughed and said, “Thank me for what. It’s Director Zhang who specially invited you to come today.”
“Hey, you’re welcome. No need to thanks.” Without waiting for Mu Wan to speak, Zhang Chengze smiled and waved, “Last time, when I saw her drinking, it looked like I found a drinking buddy.”
After hearing Zhang Chengze’s words, Mu Wan had already opened the wine bottle at hand, and the breath of Baijiu (white wine) burst out. Before drinking, the people began to heat up. Without saying a word, Mu Wan filled the glass and said to Zhang Chengze with a smile: “Since Director Zhang thinks highly of me, then I will toast Director Zhang first.”
At the beginning of the game, she toasted Director Zhang for three cups, and after the three cups, the venue began to heat up. Director Zhang talked about the plan for the next film after the completion of this drama. Mu Wan agreed, yet said she could only afford to pick up a little of a role. After a while, Director Zhang knew he had never spoken to Mu Wan again.
So many people were coming and going on their way to dinner that no one paid attention to the small corner, and Mu Wan drank three cups of Baijiu. Amidst people’s drinking and chatting, she got up and left.
Mu Wan went to the bathroom without returning to her room.
Wencheng’s old wine was good, and Mu Wan’s stomach was slightly burnt. After washing her face, she left the bathroom and leaned against the outside wall. Three cups are insufficient to get drunk and only make the body feverish and unconscious. The wall was cold and delicate to the touch and very comfortable. Mu Wan stuck her body on it, looking at the crystal lamp in the corridor. The aperture in her eyes enlarged and shrank, then became blurry.
This scene is familiar.
I remember she drank too much wine at a dinner party only half a month ago and went out to sober up against the wall. She still remembers the bamboo leaves on the corridor carpet that day, one by one, and a man standing on the bamboo leaves.
Cold face, slender and tall body, a faint smell of disinfectant...,
When people are drunk, they seem to use another brain to remember. After sobering up, people will forget what happened when drunk, but they will remember when they are drunk again.
What did Mu Wan remember?
A deep voice, shallow breathing, a steady heartbeat..., and the firm body she was hugging.
Mu Wan raised her head, and her throat felt the heat. She swallowed lightly, her throat moved slightly, and her skin gradually heated. The light aperture in her eyes grew bigger and bigger. Then, Mu Wan took out her mobile phone.
“Hey, Doctor Liu, which room are you in?”
Wine makes one brave, encouraging people to say anything in their minds.
Continue reading Incurable Chapter 15 part 2
(Mu Wan: I often come to Wencheng for filming and am familiar with this area. I know a restaurant that makes good home cooking. Let’s have a meal together if you have time.)
After Mu Wan sent the message, the assistant director called her to shoot. In response, Mu Wan returned her mobile phone and prepared to go there. Before arriving at the shooting site, her mobile phone dinged. Mu Wan paused, took out the mobile phone anxiously, and saw the text message on the screen.
(Liu Daochang: The hospital arranged it in the Wencheng Hotel.)
The hospital again arranged it. Mu Wan’s eyes were crooked, and the following text message came.
(Liu Daochang: Okay. When?)
(Mu Wan: How about tomorrow? I will have dinner tonight.)
(Liu Daochang: Good.)
After making an appointment, Mu Wan was happy again. She used to go to other places to shoot, but besides having a few acquaintances in the crew, she didn’t have any friends from the same city. Now, not only does she have, but she also likes that person.
Mu Wan has made an appointment to have dinner together tomorrow. If nothing happens, she can only meet Liu Qianxiu tomorrow. Naturally, Mu Wan couldn’t help it, and she had been to the Emergency Building several times in her spare time during the filming. Many doctors are in the busy Emergency Building, but there is no Liu Qianxiu. The scientific research conference should have been very hectic, and she hadn’t even had the chance to run into him.
After the filming in the evening, Assistant Director Ma took Mu Wan to the Yingkexuan.
It is self-evident why Zhang Chengze asked Mu Wan for a supporting role in attending the dinner. Mu Wan has been filming for many years, and although she didn’t know how to deal with this kind of thing a few years ago, she became familiar with it later.
She had no ambition to rise to the top, and the director’s offer did not appeal to her. She didn’t take the olive branch the director threw, so the director naturally knows what she means. With so many female stars in the entertainment industry, directors don’t have the energy to bother a small supporting role that doesn’t want to sleep with him.
But this kind of dinner should go or go. You can refuse the olive branch, but you can’t even let the director have a chance to reach out. It will make the director too embarrassed or lose face.
The opening ceremony began when Muwan and the others arrived at Yingkexuan. The heroine didn’t attend the event, but the female second lead, Mi Yu, and the first male lead, An Cheng, sat beside the director.
Many people are at the table, and it won’t attract many people’s attention if some join. Every person should find a place to sit down and say what they should say.
When Mu Wan entered, Mi Yu glanced at her, and there was an empty seat beside her. Mu Wan understood and went to sit down. As soon as I sat down, I heard Zhang Chengze say something.
“The relationship with the company is good, and I still have a seat for dinner.”
“Relations within the company were good, so seats were still left for dinner.”
Zhang Chengze likes to drink, and he drank a lot during the last dinner, so this time, it is naturally not a problem. He is almost fifty years old this year, and because of frequent drinking, his face is naturally red, like Guan Yu smeared with red paint.
“Yes. Thank you, Sister Yu.” Mu Wan said politely.
With a glance at Mu Wan at the end of her eyes, Mi Yu laughed and said, “Thank me for what. It’s Director Zhang who specially invited you to come today.”
“Hey, you’re welcome. No need to thanks.” Without waiting for Mu Wan to speak, Zhang Chengze smiled and waved, “Last time, when I saw her drinking, it looked like I found a drinking buddy.”
After hearing Zhang Chengze’s words, Mu Wan had already opened the wine bottle at hand, and the breath of Baijiu (white wine) burst out. Before drinking, the people began to heat up. Without saying a word, Mu Wan filled the glass and said to Zhang Chengze with a smile: “Since Director Zhang thinks highly of me, then I will toast Director Zhang first.”
At the beginning of the game, she toasted Director Zhang for three cups, and after the three cups, the venue began to heat up. Director Zhang talked about the plan for the next film after the completion of this drama. Mu Wan agreed, yet said she could only afford to pick up a little of a role. After a while, Director Zhang knew he had never spoken to Mu Wan again.
So many people were coming and going on their way to dinner that no one paid attention to the small corner, and Mu Wan drank three cups of Baijiu. Amidst people’s drinking and chatting, she got up and left.
Mu Wan went to the bathroom without returning to her room.
Wencheng’s old wine was good, and Mu Wan’s stomach was slightly burnt. After washing her face, she left the bathroom and leaned against the outside wall. Three cups are insufficient to get drunk and only make the body feverish and unconscious. The wall was cold and delicate to the touch and very comfortable. Mu Wan stuck her body on it, looking at the crystal lamp in the corridor. The aperture in her eyes enlarged and shrank, then became blurry.
This scene is familiar.
I remember she drank too much wine at a dinner party only half a month ago and went out to sober up against the wall. She still remembers the bamboo leaves on the corridor carpet that day, one by one, and a man standing on the bamboo leaves.
Cold face, slender and tall body, a faint smell of disinfectant...,
When people are drunk, they seem to use another brain to remember. After sobering up, people will forget what happened when drunk, but they will remember when they are drunk again.
What did Mu Wan remember?
A deep voice, shallow breathing, a steady heartbeat..., and the firm body she was hugging.
Mu Wan raised her head, and her throat felt the heat. She swallowed lightly, her throat moved slightly, and her skin gradually heated. The light aperture in her eyes grew bigger and bigger. Then, Mu Wan took out her mobile phone.
“Hey, Doctor Liu, which room are you in?”
Wine makes one brave, encouraging people to say anything in their minds.
The author has something to say:
Mu Wan: I am going to sexual harassment.
Liu Daochang: It’s clean.