The most terrifying thing is that, according to housekeeper Tang Lan, the person who offended Miss Tang was himself or someone related to him!

Mr. Wang was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the cigar in his hand. He bowed repeatedly in an unknown direction, feeling distressed: "Butler Tang, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! There must be some misunderstanding!"

Tang Lan smiled softly: "Misunderstanding? I don't think so."

After saying that, Tang Lan hung up the phone.

Sometimes some things don't need to be said too clearly.

Sometimes the superior only needs to show a little attitude towards the inferior, and the inferior will make up a bunch of nonsense in his or her imagination.

Here, Tang An Ning felt annoyed after driving a few roads. He always felt that he had not had enough fun, so he simply parked the car on the side of the road and made a phone call. A few minutes later, Tang Lan drove a Koenigsegg sports car and stopped beside Tang An Ning. A female bodyguard produced by the system got out of the car and drove away Tang An Ning's McLaren sports car to repaint it.

After Tang An Ning returned to the courtyard, he took a shower to get rid of the bad luck, and then drank tea and read in the tea room.

A few hours later, Tang An Ning walked to the underground garage in the yard, drove an orange sports car and parked it directly outside the courtyard where the crew was filming.

Chen Fang had just finished making up for a few shots today. He was about to ask the director if he needed to work overtime to make up for a few more shots at night, but then he saw the director smiling at him, "Xiao Chen, don't be so busy now that you're done. Hurry up and pack up and go back. Miss Tang is here to pick you up."

Chen Fang looked at the director who had become amiable, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said hello.

Before he became Miss Tang's man, directors always called him Chen Fang, found fault with him a lot, and occasionally mocked him for being a traffic star with little real ability.

But now?

Ever since he and Miss Tang confirmed their relationship, during the few hours of filming, the director no longer called "cut" with contempt, saying that he was just a traffic star and not a professional. Instead, he gently called him over and explained his lines one by one.

In the past, this was a treatment only people of Shen Baihe's status could enjoy.

Chen Fang thought vaguely.

Can I get the same treatment as Shen Baihe?

After just a few hours of filming, the director's attitude towards him, the attitude of everyone on the set towards him... completely changed.

When Chen Fang walked out of the courtyard where the filming was taking place, he saw some staff members standing cautiously in the distance, looking at an orange sports car.

The orange-red sports car has a bright body color, the color transition from orange-red to orange is extremely beautiful, and the body lines are smooth.

Chen Fang recognized the brand; it was a McLaren sports car.

"McLaren P1 with a different color?"

Chen Fang heard a small exclamation from someone behind him.

Chen Fang turned his head and looked.

It was the female assistant director who had touched him before.

The assistant director looked at the car with shining eyes: "A modified color version of the McLaren P1, wow."

The assistant to the assistant director asked curiously: "Sister, I remember you also have a McLaren, right?"

The assistant director sighed and said, "My McLaren is just a regular McLaren sports car. You can buy it for more than 600 million yuan."

"How can this one look like this one?" The assistant director's eyes lit up. "This is the McLaren P1, one of McLaren's top sports cars. When it first came out a few years ago, the price was over million. Add in the various fees and taxes for shipping it back to China and the subsequent maintenance, and it's at least million. That was just the price when it first came out, and it's been hyped up ever since."

"This is an extremely rare custom color change. The body material of the McLaren P1 is special. If you want to customize the color change, you must notify the manufacturer in advance before the new car leaves the factory to apply a special coating."

"Except for the first batch of McLaren P1 sports cars released that year, McLaren has only produced five P1s a year in recent years, and the landing prices are different. In addition, the model is already very popular, and the price for customizing the color is almost twice as much as before."

"You should know that there are only five McLaren P1s in China at most. As for the color-changing models..." The assistant director showed an unfathomable expression: "The only one I know about is this one in front of me."

"The landing price is at least 30 million."

The young assistant took a deep breath, then looked at the McLaren P1 with shining eyes.

Tang An Ning placed his hand on the door sill and waved at Chen Fang: "Why don't you come over?"

Chen Fang pursed his lips, walked forward and sat in the passenger seat. Tang An Ning personally stepped aside and fastened his seat belt for him.

"An Ning..." Chen Fang looked at Tang An Ning with his wet eyes: "Am I going to your house? Is there anyone else at home? Is it okay for me to go like this? Do you want me to bring anything..."

Tang An Ning waved his hand and started the car. "This is my family's house here. I mainly live in Shanghai. In a few days, I'll have someone give you some notices from Shanghai. Just come back with me. You don't have to worry about my family."

Chen Fang opened his mouth and said "oh".

Is it because his family is not here, or is it because he has no intention of bringing him to meet his parents?

Chen Fang vaguely recalled the casual conversation between several people that he had overheard during his break.

"Hey, did you know that Chen Fang climbed into bed?"

"Of course I know. How could I not know? The entire crew knows. Okay, the director will shut everyone up early in the morning."

"I didn't expect that Chen Fang, a seemingly innocent little boy, could do something like climbing into bed?"

"Nonsense! In the entertainment industry, apart from those who have powerful backers, there are no truly clean people. How old is Chen Fang? He must have just opened the door to a new world!"

"Haha, look at the director. His attitude immediately changed when Chen Fang climbed into bed with him. In this world, people still laugh at the poor rather than the prostitutes!"

"But it's a good idea to think about it this way. It would be a good thing if Chen Fang could marry Miss Tang."

"Yes, yes, a younger wolfdog x a rich lady, Chen Fang and Miss Tang are both so good-looking, I'm sure they're a perfect match!"

"Haha, what a sweet dream you are having. Do you really think this is a novel? Miss Tang fell in love with Chen Fang at first sight and wanted to marry him? How could someone of Miss Tang's class really marry a little celebrity? She's just keeping him for fun."

"That's right. Didn't I hear that Miss Tang has her eyes on Shen Baihe? Previously, there was a rich woman who wanted to keep Shen Baihe. I heard that Mr. Tang from An Ning Entertainment said that Shen Baihe was the one Miss Tang liked. So the rich woman didn't dare to make a move anymore."

"Alas, what a pity for Chen Fang."

"What's a pity? It's a matter of mutual consent. He got more resources. What's a pity?"

Chen Fang looked at the beautiful woman driving the car next to him and lowered his eyes slightly. His long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.

But, but...

He really likes Tang Anning.

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