Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

Walking forward, seeing Old Li's irregular chest, Bai Qi knew that he was pretending to be asleep!

He didn't break it, he quietly stood aside, took out his phone and sent back two messages.

Immediately, he raised his eyelashes and scanned the surroundings, feeling a little strange in his heart: What about the people here?

You must know that there are many things to be busy on the field, and it is impossible to arrange everything by one person! Therefore, the general crew will arrange different numbers of field affairs according to the scale, and most of them have their own division of labor!

For example, some are responsible for vehicle deployment, some are responsible for food procurement, some are responsible for issuing various certification letters, and some are responsible for helping the crew to build venues, etc...

It can be said that people are busy and busy!

With such a large crew, the number of on-set workers is definitely not small, otherwise, a temporary transfer room would not be built on the mountainside to facilitate everyone to allocate supplies or take a break.

But... Bai Qi has come to the field service room three times in total! Except for the first time, there was a field manager who guided the two to meet, and the other two times, there was not even a shadow of a ghost in such a big place except for her and Mrs. Li?

too busy? Still too busy?

Or... is it that Mr. Li took everyone away?

Bai Qi didn't ponder for too long, because Elder Li, who was lying on the bamboo chair, coughed softly and woke up faintly.

"Aiya, the little white cat is here?" Old Li opened his eyelids and took it easy, "Did you wait for a long time? Look at me, this old confused person, who accidentally overslept."

Bai Qi pouted, not wanting to say anything, and said softly, "Director Qin said you have something to look for me?"

Hearing this, Mr. Li snorted coldly: "Well, it's a small matter. But can you tell me first why your phone can't get through?"

Bai Qi took out his mobile phone very naturally, without changing his face: "There were too many harassing calls a few days ago, I set up a block."

Old Li didn't believe it: "What kind of harassing calls?"

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

Old Li interrupted her resentfully: "Oh."

Bai Qi looked down at the phone: "What's your phone number? I'll save it and I'll be able to get through later."

Old Li had rejection written all over his face, and reported a series of numbers with extreme reluctance.

Bai Qi stored it obediently. After a while, she raised her phone: "It's ok now." She put the phone back in her pocket and looked down just to see the empty tea jar beside Mr. Li. She frowned, picked it up, and entered the room. Filled a large glass of water.

When it came out, it was slightly hot, and the enamel tea jar was billowing with white smoke.

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

If someone else said that, Old Li would definitely think that person was trying to please him! He was lazy to give people a good look.

But Bai Qi is different.

Even if the same thing is done by her, she is so focused and unpretentious!

It's not deliberately to please, or to ask for something from yourself, but to really care.

It's been... how long has he not felt such pure concern?

Taking it with a sigh, Mr. Li took a sip of tea, the hot water tingling on the tip of his tongue, and the smoky mist made people's eyes turn red.

The tea leaves that have been brewed for the second time are bland and tasteless, but there is an inexplicable sweetness under the fine taste.

Back then... Qu Yimo was like Bai Qi, thinking about himself with all his heart, and searching for good tea from everywhere... No matter how busy he was, he would always bring a freshly brewed cup during his noon break.

After so long, I thought I had forgotten it long ago, but just thinking about the name of my beloved disciple, Mr. Li still couldn't help but feel sad...