Chapter 668 - 668: Your father is not recording anymore (1)
Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed
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âJiang yiran,â The head nurse called out to Jiang Yiran and asked her to come over and get the books.
This change made the already quiet equipment room even quieter.
Song Jia, Gao Mian, and the others all stopped what they were doing and looked over.
Backstage, the staff looked at Meng Fuâs expression on the camera and immediately took out their phones. âGo, quickly get the producer here!â
âEmergency roomâ was a one-step documentary variety show, and the festival team was happy to see the guests cause trouble.
There would be even more interesting things to watch after editing.
However, Meng Fu and the head nurse of the hospital couldnât afford to mess with either of them. They were also afraid of trouble at work, so they could only ask the producer to come over.
In the equipment room.
Meng Fu reached out and stopped the music.
She didnât want to embarrass the festival Group, so she just looked up and slowly put away her smile. âWhatâs the matter, ning?â
Are you sure youâre not crazy?
Meng Fuâs tone was very standard, the kind that would anger people to death.
He did not finish his sentence, but everyone present, including the festival teamâs director and staff, could understand what Meng Fu was trying to say.
Jiang Yiran held the book and was at a loss for what to do. She returned the book to the head nurse. nurse Yuwen, itâs just a book. Iâll go outside and get another one. Please donât be angry.
The head nurse raised her hand to stop Jiang Yiran from speaking.
The head nurse did not understand internet slang, but she could hear Meng Fuâs attitude.
She had wanted to save Meng Fu some face. After all, this program was a public welfare program and they wanted to train more medical staff. But hearing Meng Fuâs tone, she could not bear it anymore. Meng Fu, this is a hospital, not your entertainment industry. Itâs not a place for you to put on a show.
After saying this, the head nurse pointed at the door and said coldly, ââPlease leave!â
The head nurse? was experienced, capable, and serious in her work. She was now 37 years old, and she had become the head nurse. She was in the rising phase of her career, and all the nurses under her were very capable and responsible.
In particular, the supervision and inspection work was top-notch. There was hope for her to be transferred to Beijing by the end of this year.
The program this time was focused on Traditional Chinese Medicine. Director Chen was an expert in this area, and Yuwen Hu city was also from a Chinese medicine hospital.
Because of her ability, the hospital had asked nurse Yuwen to assist director Chen in bringing five medical interns to teach them how to use silver needles and to promote Chinese medicine.
Meng Fu wasnât in the equipment room in the morning. He brought the photographer to senior Chen for a walk and fell behind the dayâs progress.
At night, he didnât even bother to put on an appearance and just flipped through the book titled >.
When he was talking to her, he didnât even stand up from his chair.
The smile on Meng Fuâs face completely disappeared. âIâll give you three seconds to put the book back on my table.â
âMeng Fu!â Qiao le hurried over. She was petite and beautiful, but at that moment, she was a little pale. She quickly grabbed Meng Fuâs arm and said, âIâll go get you a book. Head nurse, Iâm sorry, sheâs on her period today and is not in a good mood.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Qiao leâs face.
This was the head nurse!
Not to mention that Qiao le and the others were only interns, even a normal doctor would not dare to show the head nurse any attitude.
Especially since Meng Fu was a celebrity. No matter how reasonable she was, the netizens would find a reason to flame her!
âThree,â Meng Fu was still sitting on the bench.
The entire equipment room was in a state of daggers drawn. Not to mention the on-site cameramen, even the director and the others in the monitoring room took a deep breath.
Head nurse Yuwen was well-respected in the hospital, but she had never met someone like Meng Fu who did not give her any face. She nodded, â youâre indeed a big star. Amazing.
âTwo,â Meng Fu placed her phone on the table. The flames of war seemed to erupt at the first touch.
âBang!â
Just as Meng Fu was about to count to one, the producer rushed in from outside. He adjusted his glasses and looked at the head nurse. âWhatâs going
The head nurse was about to place the book in her hand on the table when she saw tne proaucer. sne cna not even 100K at meng ana only sama coldly, ââSheâs from your Festival group. Ask her yourself!â
He didnât want to say anything to Meng Fu.
The producer had already heard the staff memberâs description of the whole incident on the way here. He looked at Meng Fu.
Meng Fuâs eyes did not move. She only looked at the head nurse. one.
âYou â¦â The head nurse didnât expect Meng Fu to still be thinking about the âchannels and acupointsâ at this time.
She threw all the books in front of Meng Fu with a loud â PA â, causing a cloud of dust.
Jiang yiran turned to the producer. Iâm sorry, itâs all my fault .
Jiang Yiran, â the head nurse said coldly, â this isnât your fault.
The head nurse was used to ordering people around.
âIâm the one who asked Meng Fu â¦â Qiao le also stood up.
Qiao le, â Meng Fu finally stood up and looked at Qiao le, â it has nothing to do with you.
After she finished, she turned around and looked at the producer. She said politely, âââProducer Lin,â
Producer Lin looked at Meng Fu, but his eyes werenât as enthusiastic as before. Before this, although he had evaluated Jiang yiranâs potential, he had a very good impression of Meng Fu. After all, he was the number one beauty in the entertainment industry and the number one top student on the internet.
Now, he was looking at the book on the table and was a little impatient.
It was just a small matter. The head nurse just asked her to let Jiang yiran read the book.
Did Meng Fu really have to make things so awkward and embarrass everyone?
Where were her basic qualities as an artiste?
Hence, when Meng Fu spoke to him, the producer did not even look at her.
His attitude was extremely cold.
The producer was from the National channel and did not belong to the entertainment industry, so he did not need to take orders from the director of Riko station.
He had always looked down on people in the entertainment industry.
nurse Yuwen, Iâm sorry. producer Lin walked past her and apologized to the head nurse sincerely. we will handle this matter properly. I hope you donât mind. Our production team was insensible.
Jiang yiran retreated to the side of song Jia and the other two. The three of them looked at each other, not daring to speak.
She was from a country and an extremely capable head nurse in a big hospital.
It was rare to find someone reasonable in the festival group, so the head nurseâs anger subsided a little.
She snorted through her nose. yeah.
Seeing her like this, producer Lin tilted his head and looked at Meng Fu. Meng Fu, quickly apologize to the head nurse. Itâs just a book. a
The head nurse looked at Meng Fu sarcastically. I donât dare to make a big star n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
apologize to me.
She reached out to pick up the book on the table and continued to pass it to Jiang Yiran. these three interns are quite talented. I donât want their progress to be affected by irrelevant people.
âMeng Fu,â producer Lin looked at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu did not reply. Instead, he laughed and said sarcastically, â thatâs right, itâs just a book.
Ever since they entered, she and Qiao le had been quiet and did not disturb them.
She could respect the head nurse for asking for a book, but the prerequisite for her to respect her was that the head nurse should have asked her first and not taken her book away while she was talking to Qiao le!
Respect was reserved for people who were worthy of respect, such as senior doctor Chen. Was she worthy of being the head nurse?
Producer Lin looked at her and frowned. youâre a big star, why are you fussing over a little girl like Jiang yeran? â Youâre so petty that you canât even tolerate an amateur in a program?â
Not to mention Meng Fu, Qiao le, who was beside Meng Fu, couldnât help but look at the producer and say, ââSir, what does this have to do with Meng Fuâs narrow-mindedness? Meng Fu is watching her, why is Jiang Yiran interfering?â what do you mean? â Gao Mian was also unhappy at Qiao leâs words. He stood in front of Jiang yiran and shielded her behind him protectively. itâs not like yiran knows youâre reading.
Producer Lin didnât care how many people there were at the scene. He had a high status and belonged to the National channelâs headquarters. He didnât need to look at who the other party was to scold him. He immediately said, âDonât think that just because youâre one of the top celebrities, my show canât do without you. Youâre not even first in the preliminary celebrity rankings. Do you really think that just because there are so many people in the entertainment industry supporting you, you can treat yourself as a lead?â
The equipment room fell into silence again.
âYouâre done with your lesson?â Meng Fu laughed as he listened.
Her entire being was extremely undisciplined, and even her voice was lazily slacking.
What kind of reaction was this? the producer frowned.
Meng Fu didnât look at the producer. He reached out, took off the mic by his collar, and threw it on the table unhurriedly. His other hand unbuttoned his white coat. âYour father wonât be recording this program.â