This actor has something

Chapter 92 Can't Drive

He Daqi already had some idea of ​​what Feng Kuazi looked like.

No wonder his uncle commented that he just looked at the situation.

By the way, I wonder if my uncle has become obsessed with learning acting. He spends all day thinking about people. When he sees someone, he observes their characteristics and thinks about how to perform on stage.

Being a junior also has its advantages.

He Daqi looked honest and simple. He was reminded by He Bing just now, and he knew that he couldn't just talk nonsense about the beauty next to him.

No matter who was talking, He Daqi always looked like he was listening attentively, which made others have a particularly good impression of him. He even felt more energetic when he boasted after drinking a little.

What are you most afraid of when drinking?
Meet a drunkard, meet a good toast master, meet a boaster who has no idea what he is talking about, meet a woman who can drink.

It just so happened that we all gathered at this table.

The screenwriter surnamed Liu drank silently, and Fu Biao stood up from time to time to offer him a drink.

It would be fine if only Feng Kuazi was praising him, but the key point is that the other guy named Zhang was just as good at praising him. Wow, it turns out you are this kind of Ji Xiaolan.

In addition, the beauty next to He Daqi was urging everyone to drink in a delicate voice. What was even more cruel was that Feng Kuazi's wife was also a drinker, and she was going around looking for people to toast her.

I came at eleven o'clock, and it's already past two o'clock. It seems that these people are still in high spirits and there is no sign of them leaving.

After one o'clock, Zhou Huimin called He Daqi every ten minutes or so. He Daqi had a lot of grievances. It was obvious that his uncle was very angry. He couldn't just leave him here and go away.

Using the old method, after receiving another call, He Daqi directly unplugged the battery.

"Daqi, you don't drink, why do you go to the bathroom so often?"

Feng Kuazi came out of another toilet and happened to meet He Daqi's eyes. After he finished speaking with a slurred voice, he was a little unsteady on his feet, so He Daqi immediately helped him up.

Xu Fan saw this scene, and came over with a sweet smile to help, holding Feng Kuazi: "Look at you, if you can't drink it, don't drink it. You've become like this after drinking this little."

Is this something a proper wife would say?
After helping Feng Kuazi back to his seat, Xu Fan patted He Daqi's butt and said, "Okay, Daqi, thank you for your help."

The action was so subtle that no one saw it. He Daqi just thought she was drunk and didn't take it seriously. He returned to his seat and sat down quietly.

"Da Qi, they said that there will be a second part of Infernal Affairs. Is that true?" As soon as he sat down, Fan Qiaoqiao came over and asked in a low voice.

She also drank quite a bit, her pretty face flushed, and the slightly drunken smell from her mouth gently caressed He Daqi's face, making He Daqi feel as if he was a little drunk too.

"Yes, the second and third parts were shot consecutively. The third part tells the story before the first part begins." After He Daqi finished speaking, he felt a hand on his thigh.

Fan Qiaoqiao leaned forward again, his eyes sparkling as he asked, "So, will you have more scenes in the third part?"

"Um...you...uh...I didn't have many scenes in the third part. I had more scenes in the second part, and I was the lead actor in the second part as well."

After He Daqi finished speaking, Fan Qiaoqiao's eyes immediately became frighteningly bright.

"Daqi, your film and television resources are really good."

"so so."

This is a real vixen!

The drinking party began to end when the screenwriter named Liu fell to the ground.

After drinking for half a day, He Daqi still didn't know the specific name of the screenwriter.

"Daqi, please help your Uncle Feng get into the car. I can't do it by myself." Xu Fan waved at He Daqi.

He Daqi turned around and glanced at He Bing. He Bing was okay, at least he was still conscious. He waved his hand with a big tongue and said, "Go help Director Feng."

Seeing that his uncle wasn't drunk to the point of not recognizing his relatives, He Daqi finally felt relieved and went over to lend a hand to Feng Kuazi. This guy's car turned out to be a 99 Mercedes-Benz, which made He Daqi even more aware of his arrogance.

It is the most difficult to support a person who is drunk and unconscious, which is almost like transporting a corpse. Especially when moving him to the car, the small space does not allow him to stretch his arms and legs, which really took up a lot of He Daqi's strength.

The key point was that Xu Fan was making things worse. He Daqi was carrying the car in, and she was pushing He Daqi from behind, almost causing He Daqi to stumble and fall into the car.

After finally getting Feng Kuazi into the car, Xu Fan hurriedly squeezed in without waiting for He Daqi to get out, and accidentally fell on He Daqi. His hand was in an awkward position.

He Daqi can no longer assume that she was drunk and did not care.

"Daqi, I'm sorry, Aunt Xu drank a little too much."

"It's okay, I'll go back and help my uncle first."

Thirty-eight is the age when women are mature, and the old luxury car still has some heritage.

Unfortunately, He Daqi had no interest in it. He had seen Xu Fan's later films in the film library. Her face had become deformed after she got older. Although she had a unique charm now, He Daqi always saw her through a filter.

I hurried back to the private room, and found that Fan Qiaoqiao had not left yet and was helping He Bing pour water.

He Bing was also a little dazed at this moment, staring at the tea in his hand with lifeless eyes.

"Daqi is back. Let me help you get our uncle into the car."

???

He Daqi has a black question mark face.

Before He Daqi could figure out what was going on, a woman entered the private room. Seeing Fan Qiaoqiao, she breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, Qiaoqiao. I thought you had gone out with someone and I didn't see you."

Fan Qiaoqiao rolled his eyes at his agent with some resentment, and seeing that He Daqi was supporting He Bing without any effort, he had no excuse to stay here any longer.

She said to her agent in a low voice, "Let's go back." Then she led her agent downstairs with a charming step.

It was quite easy for He Daqi to help He Bing.

He Bing could at least walk by himself, so he was helped into the car obediently. He Daqi fastened his seat belt for him and got into the driver's seat himself.

Then people feel numb.

He can't drive! He might be able to drive a smart spaceship or an aerospace carrier, but he really doesn't understand how to operate this old-fashioned machinery.

There is no way, please ask for help.

As soon as I put the battery back on my phone, Zhou Huimin called.

Could this woman be so bored that she keeps dialing?
"Hey, you let..."

"He Daqi, are you crazy?!"

He Daqi hadn't uttered a few words when Zhou Huimin started talking non-stop, almost smearing some honey on her lips.

"Ask Sister Bai to drive to Donglaishun on Qianmen Street. My uncle is drunk and I can't drive, so ask her to help."

He Daqi took advantage of the opportunity when Zhou Huimin was tired and drinking water to quickly tell her about his current situation.

"Wait there." Zhou Huimin was silent for a moment, replied and hung up the phone.

Less than twenty minutes later, the convoy stopped in front of He Daqi.

Qin Long and Qin Hu got out of the car and got into the Jetta. Qin Long started the car, and Qin Hu looked at He Daqi with a silly smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)