After setting up the tables and chairs, Jing Jihan didn’t return to the tent outside the guesthouse. Luo Fang and Hao Jin were having a lively conversation. Friendship between n always builds quickly; just casually chatting about topics of mutual interest can lead to a lot more conversation. Jing Jihan rarely gave them face by not leaving imdiately, and sat with them for a while on the sofa in the tea room on the first floor of the guesthouse, casually chatting a bit.
Both Hao Jin and Luo Fang had a smoke habit, so they negotiated with Mr. He to pause the filming for a while. The two of them lit up cigarettes, and also handed one to Jing Jihan. Jing Jihan didn’t refuse, but he didn’t smoke it either; after taking it, he placed it on the coffee table and casually poured a few cups of tea.
Luo Fang was surprised, "Mr. Jing doesn’t smoke?"
"I used to smoke when I was still in school, especially during those years abroad when I had a heavy habit. After returning to the country, I’ve smoked less over the years, and in recent years, I hardly ever touch it," Jing Jihan put down the teapot, his gaze calm, still astonishing present artists and staff with his unassuming presence.
Hao Jin, hearing this, beca curious and said with a cigarette pinched between his fingers, "So Mr. Jing rarely smokes at social events and banquets?"
Luo Fang took advantage of the cara not shooting here now and spoke more freely than usual, laughing as he patted Hao Jin on the shoulder, "Do you think all business deals have to be sealed over drinks? At Mr. Jing’s level, any gathering he’s personally involved in will certainly have attendees of significant stature. At their level, alcohol, at, and cigarettes an nothing; being clear-headed is what’s most challenging, right, Mr. Jing?"
Jing Jihan rarely allowed his gaze to linger on Luo Fang for a mont, responding with a slight smile but not answering. Instead, he handed over the freshly poured tea, "We’re filming a show, let’s not talk about these things."
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Jing." Receiving the tea poured by Jing Jihan himself, Hao Jin quickly accepted it with both hands.
Luo Fang did the sa with both hands, but being in his thirties, he was naturally more composed than Hao Jin, showing admiration and respect in his deanor, but more importantly, he cherished the chance and ti to sit and chat a bit with soone like Jing Jihan.
From the staircase on the second floor, there were sounds of movent. It was Xv Qingqing coming down to find Luo Fang, who coincidentally ran into Zhang Kerong, who was up on the second floor balcony taking selfies. The two of them chatted and laughed as they ca downstairs, rounding the stairs and noticing the three of them on the sofa. Xv Qingqing gave a polite nod to Hao Jin and Jing Jihan, then directly walked over to her husband, Luo Fang.
Zhang Kerong followed along, unable to help but ask in a surprised whisper, "Why’s everyone smoking here? Does the show allow this? Isn’t the restriction quite strict now? It’s not allowed to smoke in front of the cara..."
Hao Jin, with a cigarette in his mouth, pointed to the fixed position in the corner, "It’s off now. Mr. He said he’d turn the cara back on once we finish. Without a cara shooting us, why be so restrained?"
On hearing that the cara wasn’t rolling here, Zhang Kerong shifted her expression, no longer maintaining so sort of obedient girl persona, but her eyes were hard to read, whether it was disappointnt or sothing else, her gaze shifting to Jing Jihan, who had just put down a cup of tea.
Xv Qingqing was chatting with Luo Fang by the sofa about the hot water issue in the room that night, and Hao Jin didn’t interrupt. Instead, he turned to ask Zhang Kerong, "Hey, where’s your Lin Xu?"
Zhang Kerong replied nonchalantly, "Oh, he’s probably sleeping in the room."
Upon hearing her tone, Hao Jin removed the cigarette from his mouth, teasingly asked with a smile, "Did you really have a fight?"
Zhang Kerong: "No, no, that’s just how he is, a bit slow to warm up. It takes a few days to get into the ryth with everyone. He stayed up late last night, so he’s just tired, don’t mind him."
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