In the summer, Oliver Yuan and Lucas Fang went back to his parents' house and stayed for ten days. The old man took a two-month break after filming the last movie and is now preparing for the next one. As soon as they arrived, the old man grabbed Oliver Yuan and talked about the script for several days. Oliver Yuan had to drain his brain every day to think about it. After all, this is his own leader, and there is a difference between him and the leaders outside.
When there were different opinions outside, Oliver Yuan said whatever he wanted to say. Sometimes his words were direct and sharp, but when he was talking to Fang Han, Oliver Yuan was very restrained and tactful. He didn't dare to be too arrogant, because he was his father-in-law.
"Okay, we're here on vacation," Lucas Fang stood at the door of the study and knocked on the door with his knuckles bent, smiling faintly, "Oliver Yuan, go out for a walk."
"You haven't finished talking yet, what are you going to do?" Fang Han glanced at Lucas Fang and ignored him, "Go with your mother."
Lucas Fang walked in, sat on the armrest of Oliver Yuan's sofa, put his arm loosely around his shoulders, and said, "You force Oliver Yuan to work for you every day. Have you paid the screenwriter? Either you pay now, or we have to go out for a walk."
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