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¡¾Gu Fan (800,000)¡¿.
¡°Whether it¡¯s [Gu Fan] or [800,000], they are not scary words, but when they are combined, it becomes very scary.
The eight hundred thousand marked in brackets is the money Han Jue owes him. No, this was actually money borrowed by my predecessor and squandered by Happy, but he was the one who took the blame and took on the debt and repaid it.
"All living beings suffer, but some people suffer from coffee, and some suffer from traditional Chinese medicine."
Last time at the restaurant of the Star City Hotel, Gu Fan asked Han Jue to pay him back 800,000 yuan with a smile. Han Jue thought out of a hurry and said that there were activities recently, so it was only 800,000 yuan, and he would pay it back in a few days.
Gu Fan believed it.
After Gu Fan left, Han Jue slumped down on the chair, panting, seeing nothingness in front of his eyes.
At that time, Zhang Yiman was very angry next to Han Jue, saying that he only owed such a small amount of money, and that Gu Fan was really stingy.
Han Jue, who was extremely poor at the time, almost wanted to borrow this "little money" from Zhang Yiman, but in order not to retire early, Han Jue decided to pay off the debt on his own.
As a result, Han Jue turned around and wrote [800,000] in the note to remind himself never to answer this call. If there is a risk of meeting, then run as far as possible!
The silly dog ??couldn't help but feel bored when he saw that Han Jue didn't throw the bone or the phone over. It pricked up its ears and listened to the ringing for a while, then howled and ran into the room.
Han Jue didn¡¯t have time to lament how stupid the silly dog ??was.
He was very hesitant as he held up the phone, not wanting to answer it. But the phone rang extremely persistently. It rang for a full five minutes, as if it would keep ringing unless it was turned off.
He took a deep breath, turned his left and right index fingers in circles on his head a few times, and then tremblingly answered the phone.
"Hello? Oh my, my phone is about to run out of battery. What's the matter?" Han Jue was trying to get the upper hand. He used the phone's battery as an excuse to hang up the phone at any time and then shut down the phone quickly.
Gu Fan chuckled twice at the phone, and then said in a helpless tone: "Just charge and talk at the same time."
"I'm afraid of being electrocuted," five minutes is enough to come up with a coherent reason. Han Jue is also a screenwriter. He is a first-rate script writer, and his reason for editing is top-notch. "And I'm having a dinner, and there's a lot of noise in the house."
Han Jue looked at the silly dogs running in and out of the house looking for the ringtone, and wanted to hold it down.
However, Gu Fan didn't dwell on it too much, and he wasn't in a hurry to get to the point. He said in a rather resentful tone: "Brother, before you left last time, you promised to make another appointment when we had a chance, but you never contacted me again. , are you so busy?"
Han Jue was puzzled, "There is a chance" means "I'm being polite to you, but don't take it seriously". Isn't it difficult to understand?
"I'm really busy, so I was too busy to say the next sentence - opportunities are created by yourself. Well, I've taught you a free lesson." Han Jue responded seriously, while remaining alert. If the other party said anything, When asked to pay back the money, he quickly hung up.
"Hahahaha," Gu Fan said happily, "Okay"
"So, what's the reason for calling?" Han Jue's eyes narrowed, and his index finger was eager to hang up the phone.
¡°It¡¯s nothing, I just miss you and I¡¯ll take advantage of the annual holiday to ask you out for a meal.¡±
"No, no, no," Han Jue refused without even asking when, "When I grow up I have to go to work the day after tomorrow."
"So hard?" Gu Fan was very surprised.
"Making money is not easy" Han Jue suddenly stopped and quietly slapped himself on the mouth, promising not to mention money. Then Han Jue continued, "Anyway, I'm quite busy."
"It's good for us artists to work harder," Gu Fan sighed, believing it to be true, and added, "But we can make an appointment tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Tomorrow, the first day of the new year, you will fly over from Wanwan? No need, right?"
"I'm in Shanghai, so I didn't go back to Wanwan this year," Gu Fan said.
Han Jue almost fell down.
"Today I have to stay vigil all night, and I may have to sleep during the day."
"It's okay for us to meet in the evening."
"But I don't want to go out tomorrow."
"It's okay, I'll pack it up and bring it to your house."
"!!!" Han Jue couldn't stand it anymore! "What on earth do you want to do!"
"???" Gu Fan was confused, "I just want to have dinner with you."
¡¾Have a meal? What a ghost! ¡¿Han Jue didn¡¯t believe it. In Han Jue's opinion, Gu Fan was just trying to argue with him.
"I have no money now," Han Jueqian saidThe first thing that flashed across my mind was the image of me standing up dizzy from the red bathtub. It was a personal shock that you can't experience even if you watch the combination of blood and art in the movie a thousand times from a God's perspective across the screen.
Listening to Gu Fan's nagging complaints, Han Jue raised his head, avoided the phone and exhaled a long breath. After a while, he raised the phone again and said with complex eyes: "Okay, okay, how could I jump off the building? I Afraid of heights.¡±
"Come on, brother, you are bungee jumping, skydiving, and paragliding. You have dreamed of trying it, okay? You are not afraid of falling to death By the way, I have the video of you and Zhang Yiman going to the amusement park. I saw it, the acting looks so similar, I need to ask you for some advice on my acting skills."
"Okay, okay." Han Jue quickly stopped.
"Okay, but if you are short of money or have difficulties, you have to come to me." Gu Fan finally said uneasily.
"I know, you are really cool." Han Jue imitated the Wanwan accent.
"Locomotive"
"There are still people who care about him. ] Han Jue didn't know what he felt in his heart. He was a little happy and a little worthless. Very complicated.
Turning around, his eyes met the yellow eyes of the black cat.
Han Jue looked at the black cat, and the black cat looked at Han Jue.
"Do you think he will regret it?" Han Juexiao asked Black Cat.
The black cat looked at Han Jue seriously, as if replying: "Meow."
Han Jue smiled, thinking of a possibility, his scalp felt numb, and his whole body felt like an electric shock.
I was frightened by my own thoughts.
A particularly scary feeling.
The next second, the black cat meowed, raised its paw and lowered its head to scratch it, then looked at Han Jue and scratched it again.
¡¾Come and touch me! ¡¿
Han Jue understood the meaning and reached out to scratch the black cat's head. The black cat closed its eyes comfortably.
Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief.
¡°When will we have dinner tomorrow?¡± Han Jue asked on the phone.
"In the evening, don't you want to stay up all night?" Gu Fan said.
Han Jue smiled and asked, "Just eat?"
"of course not."
When Han Jue heard this answer, he thought of something and his heart skipped a beat.
Gu Fan added: "There are some things I would like to ask my brother."
Han Jue¡¯s heart returned to its original position.
"Okay, call me when you come tomorrow. Hang up first, the phone is really running out of battery." After Han Jue told the other party his address, he looked at his phone and found that the call had been going on for a long time.
"haha ok."
"By the way," Han Jue suddenly stopped Gu Fan, "Thank you."
"Thank you for what?" Gu Fan didn't understand.
"a lot of."
"That's right, you're trying to be mysterious."
Gu Fan finally smiled and said "Happy New Year" to Han Jue before hanging up.
After I put down the phone, the black cat was still awake in my hand, but the husky had fallen asleep on the slippers, and his belly was bulging, making you want to poke it with your fingers.
The TV volume has been turned down and the whole house is quiet.
And Han Jue seemed to have not recovered from the phone call just now.
He was thinking about all the conversations he had with Gu Fan just now. On this night when the whole country was feeling family affection, he couldn't help but feel happy for his predecessor.
Han Jue thought this phone call was a New Year's gift to his predecessor.
It¡¯s just that he can only collect it on his behalf.
This world is not what his predecessor thought. No one loves him anymore or is worthy of his love. In this world, there are still people who care about him. It¡¯s just that the fool in my predecessor didn¡¯t see it.
But unexpectedly, Han Jue realized that Gu Fan, an artist who appeared to be a gentle and gentle son-in-law on the outside, was righteous and childish in private.
Among all the social relationships Han Jue accepted from his predecessor, Gu Fan¡¯s character was the only one he could see through.
There is no doubt that friends like Gu Fan are worth making.
Because I just heard Gu Fan himself say that he bought a house in [Gubei], a wealthy area of ??the magic city
Han Jue touched the cat, adjusted the volume to normal, and continued watching TV.
I don¡¯t know if the debt of 800,000 yuan has been temporarily solved, but Han Jue¡¯s mentality is much better than before.
But when I think about someone caring about my predecessor, I