215 The heroine is her

On this day, it was already very late when Jiao Jun returned home.

He wanted to break out of the reporter's siege several times, go home earlier and see his wife earlier, but the reporters were like lees, surrounded and blocked. In the end, he even wanted to get angry because he was worried about his wife, but the reporters still didn't plan to let him go, one question on the left and one question on the right, and he really wanted to get angry.

But he held back because he knew that he could have today because of Chen Fei. Now, he represents Chen Fei, and even Chen Fei's new movie face. These reporters are so concerned about him and even dig out all the things he had in his previous life, just because he is now Chen Fei's deputy director.

So he kept trying until now before coming back.

"Wife, I'm back." He shouted enthusiastically as he opened the door.

No matter how hard, tired, aggrieved or sad he is outside, when he returns home, he immediately changes his face, immediately changes his bright smile, and immediately shows a gentle smile. This is his compulsory course every day.

The door opened, and the wife, who was sitting in the wheelchair, was waiting at the door as always, with her eyebrows smiling and tender.

"Husband, I'm back!"

His wife looked at him and reached out to take his bag.

He and his wife met in college, and they were fine at that time. His wife looked average, but had a gentle personality, virtuous and elegant, and well-educated beauty. She was his ideal beauty.

The two got married after graduation, but God was not open to his eyes and had only been married for a year? His wife was in a car accident? From then on, she could only sit in a wheelchair and became a disabled person.

His wife wanted to divorce him several times? But he stopped him? Until now, he has remained with his wife.

He went out to work during the day? His wife was doing housework at home and doing things within her ability? In order to make him a hot meal? She asked the decoration workers to renovate and renovate the kitchen at home so that she could operate it even in a wheelchair.

At this time, the house was warm and the heating immediately wrapped Jiao Jun tightly? The smell of food was floating in the air? The fragrance of his stomach couldn't help but scream, gurgle, gurgle...

"What delicious food is my wife making for me today?"

Jiao Jun leaned over and kissed his wife on the lips.

"Guess?" his wife said with a smile.

"I guess it's braised beef!"

"Wow? Husband, are you so smart? I guessed it right away!"

"That's a must, otherwise how could I chase a wife like this beautiful? It's the 21st century, what's the most important? The mind!" He pointed his head with his finger.

Grizzle giggle giggle.

His wife couldn't help laughing?                                                           

He changed his shoes? Then he pushed his wheelchair and his wife to the dining table together.

The two of them chatted while eating.

"Husband, you have worked hard today!" His wife grabbed a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. He opened his mouth and ate it, and then grabbed a piece into his wife's mouth: "Wife, you can eat a piece too, this beauty and beauty!"

Halfway through the dinner, Jiao Jun said slowly: "Wife, let me tell you good news."

His wife raised her head, looking full of anticipation.

"I am now the deputy director of Brother Fei!" Jiao Jun said word by word.

His wife was stunned at first, and for a moment, when she came to her senses, she suddenly started to cry.

"Husband, you finally made it through!" she said with a sob.

Jiao Jun also had red eyes, he nodded, "Yes, I finally made it through!"

"Then you must do it well and don't let Brother Fei down!"

"Yes." Jiao Jun nodded heavily: "I must work hard, I will not disappoint Brother Fei, and at the same time I will not disappoint my wife who like Brother Fei!"

"Husband?" His wife looked at him without blinking.

"Hmm?" He looked up at her.

"I love you!"

"Me too."

At ten o'clock in the morning of the third day, Jiao Junwu came to Yuhe Entertainment in a hurry.

At this time, Yuhe Film and Television had rented two floors of Galaxy Building because of its large scale, and was also renamed Yuhe Entertainment.

As soon as Jiao Jun came out of the elevator, a beautiful front desk took the initiative to greet him and asked, "Hello, Director Jiao, are you here to find Brother Fei?"

"Yes."

"Guide Jiao, please come here!"

"Thanks."

Jiao Jun soon came to Chen Fei's office.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

The front desk knocked on the door.

"Brother Fei, Director Jiao is here!"

Chen Fei quickly stood up from behind the desk and enthusiastically welcomed Jiao Jun in.

Jiao Jun was a little scared and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, Brother Fei, I'm so sorry. I queued up for my wife last night, and the time was delayed too late. I encountered a traffic jam on the road. I'm late. I'm really sorry!"

He had made an appointment with Chen Fei to meet at 9 o'clock today, but he was late now, so he was nervous and uneasy at this moment.

He was a small unknown small-budget director who released Chen Fei's pigeon. If this spread, netizens and movie fans could scold him to death!

However, what he never expected was that Chen Fei had no intention of being angry at all, but instead said with a smile: "It's for your wife's business, right?"

"Yes, Brother Fei, I want to get an expert number for my wife, so I went to the hospital overnight last night, but I didn't know when it was my turn, but the number was gone. I had to think of another way. This made me delay a lot of time. I encountered traffic jams on the way, which was really..."

He smiled bitterly: "Brother Fei, I'm really sorry!"

Chen Fei smiled and said it was okay, then asked, "Did you get hung up?"

"No." Jiao Jun shook his head, looking helpless: "It's really hard to die. In the end, I found a scalper, but the scalpers were sold out."

"Which expert's number are you hanging?"

"Professor Chen Yun of the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army." Jiao Jun answered truthfully. He was a little surprised and didn't understand why Chen Fei asked this.

What he didn't expect was that Chen Fei quickly picked up his cell phone and dialed a number, and quickly said with a smile: "Old Chen, I, Chen Fei... You are not busy now, are your number still there? It's not me, a friend's wife had a car accident before, and she was in a wheelchair later. He wanted to see if she could recover. You are an expert in this area and want to ask you for help... Okay, that's the decision. I'll ask him to come to you tomorrow and come to your office directly, right? The director's office on the eleventh floor of Building 3? Okay, that's it!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Fei smiled and said to Jiao Jun: "I just contacted you. You can go to the 11th floor of the No. 3 hospital building in the hospital at around 10 o'clock tomorrow morning to find him. He will be waiting for you in the director's office!"

Jiao Jun was stunned.

Professor Chen Yun’s account has spent countless efforts and suffered countless hard work, but he can’t even get it. The scalper even made 8,000 yuan, but he still couldn’t buy it. But when he arrived at Chen Fei…

After coming back to his senses, he quickly bowed deeply: "Thank you, Brother Fei! Thank you, Brother Fei, I can't repay you for your kindness, Jiao Jun can only keep it in my heart!"

"Don't be so polite. We will be friends in the future. Oh, you can sit down first, I will deal with the matter at hand, and then we will talk about it."

"Okay Brother Fei."

"Xiao Li, pour a glass of water for Director Jiao."

Jiao Jun sat down on the sofa. After a while, his excitement gradually calmed down.

He looked at Chen Fei's office with some curiosity.

The office is not big, just over twenty square meters. The one opposite the door is a huge bookshelves. The bookshelf is full of books, densely packed, from the first floor to the highest floor, all of them are books, and it should not be decorations, because the corners of many books are a little old, and they are often read, rather than decorative books like the decorative books of some big bosses, all new and all the corners are intact.

A few pots of green plants were placed on the bookcase, adding a little green to the office.

In front of the bookcase is Chen Fei's desk, which is also very ordinary, just a solid wood table, not the rosewood and mahogany that many rich people like to use. There are many things on the table, but they are neat, as if measured with a ruler. The things in other parts of the office are also rows and neatly arranged.

Jiao Jun knew before that Chen Fei was a soldier. Now, he has truly learned what the lifestyle of a soldier is, that is, it is neat and practical, and he will never make those fancy things.

At this time, the front desk handed him a cup of hot tea.

"Killing guide, drink water."

"Thanks!"

Jiao Jun took a sip of the tea, and of course, this ordinary one is just compared to those rich people. The tea of ​​those rich people is often tens of thousands of yuan per pound, but Chen Fei's cup of tea is relatively ordinary, which is the one or two hundred yuan per pound on the market.

But Jiao Jun would not think that he was despised because he saw that Chen Fei's glass was exactly the same as him, and the same tea leaves.

Seeing this, his favor for Chen Fei rose again, and his admiration was beyond words.

Brother Fei is really good. He must do his best in the future and repay him with his beautiful grades.

He murmured in his heart.

"Director Jiao, this is the script of "Top Gun", you can read it first." The girl just handed him a folder.

"OK, thanks."

He hurriedly put down the teacup and took it with both hands.

Although he agreed to be Chen Fei's deputy director and had also checked some relevant information online before, to be honest, Jiao Jun still knew nothing about the movie "Top Gun".

Because the news on the Internet is very limited, although netizens have a lot of attention to this movie, and there are even three topics related to this movie on the meager level, most of them are endless imaginations, and there are not many truly valuable things.

Jiao Jun initially disagreed with Chen Fei's idea of ​​crowdfunding movie creativity. He even thought that Chen Fei was actually a bit "self-bound" when doing this. He handcuffed himself, drew the ground into a prison, and danced in shackles. But after studying it online, he suddenly exclaimed: "Brother Fei's marketing... is really awesome! It's so amazing!"

Chen Fei's behavior did not cost a penny or a few simple actions to bring the popularity of "Top Gun" to an unprecedented level.
To be continued...