317 Meng Fu’s return
Meng Fu took his coat and put it on. As he walked out, he tilted his head and coughed.”Sister fan, did you bring me some wine?”
Zhao fan remained calm and whispered, “”It’s in the cabinet next to your bed.”
If it was in the past, Zhao Fan would still take into account Meng Fuge’s identity and stand on the same side as su Cheng.
However, at this time, Meng Fu had just escaped from death and his life was hanging by a thread. Zhao Fan felt that he could not reject Meng Fu, so when he bought food for Meng Fu, he secretly hid a can of wine and brought it to him.
“Good.” Meng Fu patted Zhao fan’s shoulder.
Zhao fan said humbly, ” by the way, President Yan also called to ask about you. He said that he wanted to come and see you.
“Oh.” Meng Fu did not find it strange.
The two of them were about to go to the director’s ward together, but the director had already been pushed over by his wife.
It had been half a day since the rescue team came out. Zhao Fan and the others immediately informed the family of the high director.
Gao DA’s leg had just been put on a cast, and he was sitting in a wheelchair with his wife pushing him. He was talking to Qin Hao, “”Is the rest of the crew alright?”
Qin Hao knocked on the door of Meng Fu’s ward and said, ” I’ve already made arrangements for the crew. Other than some cameras, the USB flash drive and film are all here. I’ve handed them all to the stage supervisor. You just have to rest well and don’t worry about anything else.
Zhao fan opened the door and smiled when he saw the director and the others. I was just saying that I was going to look for your door.
His wife, who was pushing him, saw Meng Fu and immediately put down the wheelchair. She bowed to Meng Fu gratefully. miss Meng, thank you for saving our old Gao’s life …
Zhao fan did not tell su de and the rest, but director Gao’s wife had heard from him. If it was not for Meng Fu, director Gao would have died three days ago.
Qin Hao also turned to Meng Fu and stood up. He was finally able to relax.”It’s good that you’re fine.”
“Mrs. Gao, please don’t give him such a big bow. It’s what he should do. The director has also given Meng Fu many opportunities.” Zhao Fan stopped his wife and laughed.
“Is your hand really fine?” The two of them were talking normally, but their conversation was highly coincidental. He sat in the wheelchair and looked at Meng Fu’s arm. theoretically, this is impossible …
“Pa-”
Gao DA’s wife patted Gao DA’s head mercilessly. what’s impossible? I think you’re itching for a beating. Hurry up and thank miss Meng!”
no, no, no, it’s possible, it’s possible. the director retracted his gaze and looked at Meng Fu earnestly. how could your hand be injured!
He also expressed his thanks.
As the few of them were talking, Wei zhengke and su di came over to see Meng Fu.
“Miss Meng …” When su di entered, he looked at Meng Fu excitedly, but he hesitated.
Others might not know, but su de had experienced it before. He naturally knew that the energy in Meng Fu’s body seemed to be greater than his.
Was Meng Fu also a member of an ancient martial arts family?
However, he had never heard of anyone with the surname Jiang or Meng in the ancient martial arts aristocratic families …
That was strange.
Wei zhengke placed a bouquet of flowers he had bought on the way on the table. He was not familiar with Meng Fu and even felt a little awkward.
After waiting in the room for two minutes, he was about to leave.
Su de sent him out first.
miss Meng, you’re really a little strange. Wei zhengke turned to su di. do you know that when you were in danger, the art Association actually got the special rescue team from M City? the art Association has always been noble and aloof, looking down on everyone. Even the first elder and the others couldn’t do anything about it, don’t you think it’s strange? ”
When he heard Wei zhengke mention this, su di only raised his eyebrows. He did not find it too strange and just replied with an “Oh.
Not to mention other things.
Meng Fu was a popular celebrity, but he could be on the same level as Bertrand by pretending to be a racer.
Also, the president of the art Association that she saw at Meng Fu’s place last time must be someone from the headquarters of the Beijing Art Association.
And then there was the perfumer that su di had been guessing about.
Wei zhengke looked at su di and felt that his ” Oh ” was asking for a beating.
**
The next day.
For the past two days, Yan langfeng had been busy with Meng Fu’s Affairs at the art Association reception in mylta.
He was currently on the phone with the mayor of Mylta, and Yan langfeng directly said,”Do you know the Chu family in T city?”
After the rescue team had rescued Meng Fu, Yan langfeng had been investigating the case of someone stopping the special rescue team from M City.
The Chu family had always been secretive, and Yan langfeng’s main force was in the capital. It was difficult to find out the secrets of T city in a short time, but he did find out something.
