[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

It's Miss Ella.

"Boss, here is the processing schedule for the 'Starry Sky' you want. Also, Mr. Linner's team will arrive in the capital next Monday. Do you need to arrange a pick-up person?"

"Next Monday? So early?"

"Yes, the old gentleman seems to be coming to China for business, so the schedule has been advanced by half a month."

"..."

"Then boss, do we need to shorten the schedule?"

"No, haste makes waste. Inform all departments and let them perform their duties according to this form. After half a month, I will see the finished product."

"Yes. The leading actor and spokesperson of the micro-movie..."

"Zhuang Ling."

"Boss, didn't you say..."

"His image and temperament are in line with 'Starry Sky', and he has cooperated with Lu Ping several times, and they have a tacit understanding with each other. This is the most trouble-free solution at present."

Lu Ping is the author of the script of this microfilm. He and Zhuang Ling have collaborated in two TV series and three short films, and have developed a deep revolutionary friendship. With Zhuang Ling as his male protagonist, this old man must not Will chirp crooked.

Among the leading actors that were selected before, Lu Ping either thought that his acting skills were not good or that he was too ugly. The last one was kicked out because he was too arrogant.This time when Zhuang Ling came over, everyone was happy, although Shu Boheng had made up his mind to stay away from his life.

In fact, the deeper reason was that he still couldn't see others bullying Zhuang Ling and wanted to stand up for him.Perhaps this is the habit accumulated over the years.

"Yes, boss, I'm going to inform Tianheng to let them sign Zhuang Ling."

"Well, you go out." Shu Boheng couldn't control himself and wanted to nest on the sofa, and the back of his hand holding the handle of the sofa had burst out with veins.

Ella looked at her boss with some concern, "Boss, are you okay? Do you want to call Mr. Jiang to come over?"

"No, you go out and close the door."

"This……"

"Ella!"

"Yes."

After Ella left, one of Shu Boheng's tight strings finally broke, and he allowed himself to sink into the sofa, with his head tilted, his eyes closed, and from time to time, he let out a suppressed low cry.

He felt as if a hand was churning in his stomach, almost churning out the juices in his stomach.He rubbed his chest with one hand, while tilting his head and retching weakly, his chest also had a sharp pain.Suddenly, a more severe pain hit him, which caught him off guard and let out a painful cry, and he completely softened.There was a flash of white light, and he lost consciousness.

Shu Boheng fainted for less than a minute, and then woke up with intense pain in his stomach.He struggled to sit up, leaning against the back of the chair, panting violently.

With just such a small movement, he was already dizzy, as if he was going to faint again.

He thought sadly in his heart that his body had already reached this point, so unconsciously, he was no longer that Shu Boheng who could shield everyone from wind and rain.

He put his hand on his forehead and felt the temperature rise a bit, knowing that it was another fever.He sighed and tried to stand up, but just as he stood up, he fell uncontrollably.

In a trance, he only heard a low cry, "Heng!"

He felt a hand caressing his forehead.

"You have a fever?"

"Why are you here again?"

"If I don't come, will you put yourself in the hospital again?"