115: Yang Mi's new drama has wrapped filming!

After spending a lovey-dovey night with Naza, Chen Le continued to focus on the editing work for his new movie the next day.

The editing for "Hello, Mr. Tree" progressed very quickly.

With Chen Le around, the editing didn't hit any snags and went very smoothly.

The members of the post-production team had long since grown accustomed to this.

Meanwhile, Chen Le shuttled back and forth between the company and Naza's place every day.

Today, Huang Bo arrived in Yanjing.

As soon as he got off the plane, he called Zhang Songwen and Wang Baoqiang.

At that moment, Zhang Songwen, who was at home, received a call from Huang Bo.

"Hey, Old Huang, how do you have the time to call me today?" Zhang Songwen asked with a chuckle.

"Songwen, look at what you're saying. Can't I call you even if nothing's going on?" Huang Bo said with a smile.

"Of course! Why wouldn't it be okay? I was just a bit surprised that you called. How long has it been since we last saw each other?" Zhang Songwen laughed.

"It's been a few months. Well, I'm back in Yanjing now."

"I just got off the plane and called you immediately. See how much I missed you?" Huang Bo grinned.

"Hiss, Old Huang, stop being weird. Just tell me, why are you calling?" Zhang Songwen felt goosebumps rising and quickly got back to the point.

"I'm inviting you out for a meal, along with Baoqiang. The three of us together. Are you free? If not, I'll just go with Baoqiang." Huang Bo finally revealed his purpose.

"I'm free, of course I'm free. I've been idle for so long. Just find a place and let us know." Zhang Songwen said hurriedly.

"Alright, let's eat tonight then. We'll decide where to go when the time comes." Huang Bo nodded.

"See you tonight!"

After hanging up, Huang Bo called Wang Baoqiang.

Just like Zhang Songwen, Wang Baoqiang was also very curious about why Huang Bo had suddenly called him.

After learning that Huang Bo was inviting them out for a meal, he agreed immediately.

"Okay, Brother Bo, I'll definitely be there on time tonight." Wang Baoqiang replied with a smile.

In the evening, the three of them went to an established traditional restaurant in the city center.

Seeing the high prices on the menu, Wang Baoqiang couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Are we really eating here?" Wang Baoqiang asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Baoqiang. You've earned so much money; isn't it only right to eat something good? It's a waste not to spend money on food. You have to try all the delicious things to make this life worth living." Huang Bo nodded; he was a total foodie.

He certainly wouldn't miss out on any delicacies.

"Baoqiang, Old Huang is right. Don't worry too much about food. As long as it's delicious, a bit of a high price is acceptable." Zhang Songwen added with a smile.

"Alright then." Wang Baoqiang nodded.

He had been frugal since childhood and never ate anything too expensive.

Even though he had earned a lot of money now, he still ate meals that cost only a few or a dozen yuan.

So when he first saw the menu, he was shocked by dishes that easily cost over a hundred yuan.

As the three of them entered a private room in the restaurant, Wang Baoqiang was still marveling at the prices, which were worlds apart from the old street just one block away.

Furthermore, this private room required a minimum spending amount to enter.

He didn't know how much it would cost, but it was definitely a lot.

Sitting at the table, Huang Bo looked at Wang Baoqiang and asked with a smile, "Baoqiang, I heard your new film just finished shooting? How did it go?"

"It was okay, just so-so." Wang Baoqiang said very modestly.

Beside them, Zhang Songwen spoke up with a smile: "What do you mean 'just so-so'? Baoqiang, your acting really surprised me. I think you're even better than I am."

"Old Huang, you have no idea. When I visited the set last time, Baoqiang's acting was so good that I felt completely immersed. That role was like it was tailor-made for him." Zhang Songwen was not stingy with his praise.

"Really? Is Baoqiang that good? Now that you say that, I'm curious to see if Baoqiang is as good in this movie as you say."

Huang Bo's eyes widened; not many people received such high praise from Zhang Songwen.

He could see that Zhang Songwen wasn't just being polite; he truly believed in Baoqiang's acting skills.

"Haha, you'll see when the time comes. I used to think Baoqiang's acting might still be lacking a bit, but after seeing his new film, he's better than me."

As the three of them chatted, with Zhang Songwen praising him relentlessly, Wang Baoqiang felt a bit embarrassed by all the compliments.

Later, after finishing their meal, they took a stroll nearby.

Soon, the editing for "Hello, Mr. Tree" was finished.

Chen Le sent the film for review.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

"Hello, Mr. Tree" passed the review.

Chen Le was very happy to receive this news.

Just then, Yang Mi called.

"Old Chen, my filming has wrapped up, and I'm coming back today. Well? Are you happy?" Yang Mi's voice sounded exceptionally joyful.

Of course, after being apart for several months, how could she not be happy to return and see the person she loved most?

"I'm happy! How could I not be? When are you getting back? I'll come pick you up." Chen Le said with a smile.

"Three in the afternoon."

"Okay."

At three in the afternoon, Chen Le picked up Yang Mi.

The two of them drove towards home.

"Old Chen, I can rest for a long time again. You have to spend more time with me." Yang Mi's phoenix eyes gazed at Chen Le, her meaning crystal clear.

Seeing this, Chen Le smiled and nodded in agreement.

In reality, he was already calculating how to survive this period.

Because Yang Mi didn't seem to understand the principle of not "draining the pond to catch the fish."

Back at home, Yang Mi sprawled out on the sofa without a care for her image.

Chen Le put her luggage in her room.

"Old Chen, I'm hungry. Will you cook for me?" Yang Mi called out Chen Le's name.

Chen Le walked out and nodded helplessly.

"Alright, Mi Mi, wait a moment. Did you not eat lunch?" Chen Le asked curiously.

"I did, but not much. I missed your cooking." Yang Mi said, lying on the sofa.

"Fine, I'll cook for you." Chen Le said as he began to get busy in the kitchen.

In just over ten minutes, the aroma of the food wafted through the air.

Smelling the familiar aroma, Yang Mi immediately opened her eyes and sat up from the sofa.

Then she couldn't help but get up and go to the kitchen.

Looking at the delicacies on the table, Yang Mi's appetite was whetted, and she stealthily grabbed a piece of meat with her hand.

After plating the last dish, Chen Le saw Yang Mi sneaking a bite and felt like laughing.

"Mi Mi, eat more. No one is going to take it from you."

Then, after bringing the dishes to the dining table.

Chen Le watched from the side as Yang Mi enjoyed her meal with a look of pure bliss.

The two of them just sat there together in peaceful simplicity.