Of course Han Lan knew what he meant, but acting requires a complete performance.

By the way, I might as well give him a slap to relieve Xia Ningxuan's anger.

Han Lan threatened him for a while, telling him not to yell and scream, and then took the sock out of his mouth.

Chen Zhongqian took a breath and then reported the password to him.

After reporting the matter, Han Lan blocked his mouth with a sock. Then she entered the password according to the password given by Chen Zhongqian and successfully opened the safe.

It mainly contained some documents and a few wads of cash, which in total was estimated to be more than 200,000.

It’s unlikely that you have too much cash at home these days.

Han Lan first took out the cash and stuffed it into his arms, then curiously took out the document bag underneath.

Chen Zhongqian, who was sitting in the back, showed some nervousness, but he soon relaxed.

After all, in his eyes, the other person is just a foreigner, and he can't understand what is written inside. Moreover, he wants money, so he will definitely not like the paper inside.

Han Lan briefly flipped through the things inside. Good guy, everything he wanted was here, and there were even some things he couldn't think of.

This guy really has no sense of precaution at all. Is he used to being comfortable in China?

Han Lan glanced at him and stuffed the things back into the document bag.

Chen Zhongqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his move, and then saw him stuff the cash in.

"???" Chen Zhongqian came to his senses. Did Hun Dan fall in love with his brown paper bag?

Grass!

He quickly started whining again.

Han Lan curiously took off his socks.

"Hey, man, can you keep the paper inside? It's useless if you take it away anyway. You can take the money and the bag, but please keep the paper inside. That's good for me It's very important, you see, I am rich, I don't care about the money, you can take it away, and I won't call the police." Chen Zhongqian said quickly.

As a result, Han Lan blinked her eyes and pretended that he was speaking too fast and couldn't understand. She took out the electric shock device and gave him a shock.

With a burst of twitching, done!

Then he stood up and made a call in a dignified manner: "Hello? Mr. Lin, I found what you were looking for..."

Under the covers, Chen Zhong’s mistress woke up at some point, but she kept her eyes closed and didn’t dare to move. These days, a woman can’t climb into the boss’s bed just because she’s pretty, she has to be smart.

Although Han Lan's accent was very thick, she could understand him roughly.

Mr. Lin?

…

…

Shuangmu Entertainment Headquarters.

As soon as Lin Guiyi came to work early in the morning, he received a call from his father Lin Jianhui, with some reprimand in his tone.

After asking, I found out that Chen Zhongqian had been arrested.

Of course, Lin Jianhui will definitely not come to condemn his son because of this incident.

The reason for his reprimand was that Lin Guiyi's methods broke the rules.

He actually sent someone to sneak into Chen Zhongqian's house and kidnap him?

Although the major capitals in the country are fighting overtly and covertly, they all have a sense of proportion. Otherwise, if you send people to kidnap me today, and I will send people to rob you tomorrow, wouldn't it be a complete mess?

In a domestic environment like this, businessmen use businessman's methods. Lin Guiyi really went too far this time. In Lin Jianhui's opinion, he must have learned it from foreign capital when he was studying abroad.

It’s definitely okay to play MD like this abroad, but you can’t move it to China and use it!

Simply lawless!

"Dad, I didn't do this." Lin Guiyi denied.

"Well, I know it wasn't you. I've already denied this for you. Did the black man come here as a smuggler? Let someone deal with it quickly." There was a response on the other end of the phone and the call was hung up.

"..." Lin Guiyi.

…

On the other side, Han Lan ignored the matter and didn't get up until noon. After waking up, she had a full meal and took Fang Qiaorui and Lee Myung-bak to the ys studio for rehearsal.

"Han Shuai, you seem to be in a particularly good mood today." Fang Qiaorui looked at him curiously.

Han Lan smiled.

After holding it in for so long, I finally followed his method. Can you feel bad?

"Han Shuai, shall we eat roasted whole beef for lunch? It seems that you haven't eaten roasted whole beef for a long time." Fang Qiaorui reminded her very thoughtfully.

Han Lan naturally saw through her thoughts, but she was in a good mood so she didn't reveal it. She smiled and nodded: "Okay, go and book a box for me. After the rehearsal later, I'll invite Director Zhao and the others to have a meal together."

.”

"Okay!"

…

This is the fourth rehearsal of this year's Spring Festival Gala, and if nothing else, it should be the penultimate one.

The rehearsal level has gone up to another level, and there are also a lot fewer rehearsal programs.

Some programs that did not meet the requirements have been deleted one after another, and another batch will be deleted after the rehearsal ends today.

All participating guests are working hard to ensure their own status and the quality of the program.

This is true even for artists under China Entertainment.

Those who came to participate in the Spring Festival Gala are all top artists of China Entertainment. They naturally know about the company's affairs, but at this time, they can only settle the affairs of the Spring Festival Gala first.

After Chen Zhongqian was arrested, China Entertainment is now leaderless, but this turmoil will not last long. The company has a board of directors and will launch a new CEO as quickly as possible to stabilize the situation.

But without Chen Zhongqian, the future of China Entertainment will be difficult. In addition, the Tucha matter has not yet been resolved... there are signs that the tree will fall and the monkey will scatter.

These leading artists also have their own thoughts. I wonder if they have privately contacted other companies, or if they have the idea of ​​seizing the opportunity to make the studio independent.

This is normal, small stars want to make money, big stars want freedom.

"Brother Tao isn't here today?" Han Lan sat next to director Zhao Chengwen and chatted casually.

"Don't you know something happened to China Entertainment?"

"You know, isn't it about what happened with Tucha some time ago? And this morning, it was said that Boss Chen came in?"

"It's not just that. Alas...forget it, you'd better leave this matter alone, and don't mention Wu Tao. He is now a bad artist, similar to Tu Cha." Zhao Chengwen looked around and had no intention of gossiping with Han Lan.

Too many, I just reminded him.

Han Lan came over with curiosity on her face, but Zhao Chengwen pushed her away: "Go, go, you hapless kid, why do you ask so many questions about things that have nothing to do with you?"

Han Lan laughed playfully and stopped asking. She invited with a smile: "Director Zhao, after the rehearsal, can I treat you to dinner?"

Zhao Chengwen looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

"Hehe, I just... have a little something to trouble you with."

Zhao Chengwen glanced at him warily. He had long heard that this kid liked to play bundle sales. Good guy, you are getting bolder and bolder. Bundle sales are coming to the Spring Festival Gala?

Zhao Chengwen immediately straightened his posture and said seriously: "Han Lan, although I am the director of the Spring Festival Gala, I can't just stuff people up there. Don't even think about this."
Chapter completed!