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Yang Bole continued: "You should come forward and apologize for this incident, but it's not for anything else, but because this incident has caused a bad influence on your young fans."

Xu Weiran hesitated for a moment, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Then... where is that girl?"

Yang Bole said: "No matter what else, since she didn't contact us in advance, it was obviously not for money, so why did she suddenly expose this matter? Either someone has been watching you for a long time and knew she existed, so she bribed her, Either she wants to be popular herself, so she wants to use this as a hype. Wei Ran, you are too careless, this girl can even record videos and take photos, you should have approached her more than once, right? Or even a regular customer?"

Xu Weiran nodded with an ugly face.

"I'll talk about the lessons of this matter later. From now on, you should concentrate on staying on the set and filming, and don't go anywhere else." Yang Bole said: "After this matter is resolved, you should also try to reduce travel as much as possible, so that this matter You have to know that you have blocked the way of many people, and at this time, someone will definitely follow and add insult to injury."

Xu Weiran said yes.

After explaining clearly to Xu Weiran first, Yang Bole took out his mobile phone and called his familiar media friends to test his tone.

After inquiring about the tone, they held a meeting to discuss how to make a public relations apology.

It was not until evening that a plan was discussed.

Fortunately, the former small workshop is now fully equipped. After the plan is discussed, someone else will implement it.

Yang Bole stretched, heaved a sigh of relief, and prepared to go home.

At this time, Li Zewei sent a message: Shall I come here to return the knife to you now?

Yang Bole replied: I just came to the studio to deal with things, and I am not at home. Now I am going to go back. When the time comes, I will come to you when I go back.

Li Zewei said yes.

Yang Bole drove home, went upstairs, walked to the door of Li Zewei's house, and rang the doorbell.

After about ten seconds, Li Zewei came to open the door.

He was wearing a homey white long-sleeve T-shirt and light brown khaki pants, very casual.

He handed the fruit knife to Yang Bole and said, "Thank you."

Yang Bole raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You're welcome, then I'll go back first."

Li Zewei looked at Yang Bole, his eyes were like reindeer, full of tranquility.

Yang Bole smiled, turned around and prepared to go home.

"Wait a minute." Li Zewei suddenly stopped him.

Yang Bole stopped, turned his head, and looked at him puzzled.

Li Zewei said: "You just said that you just came back from the studio, so you probably didn't have dinner?"

Yang Bole nodded and said, "No, I'll just get some when I go back later."

Li Zewei seemed a little embarrassed. He scratched the bridge of his nose with his fingers and said, "My friend just left, and there is still a lot of food left. If you want to eat, you can eat some together. It just so happens that I didn't have dinner either."

Yang Bole blinked, and asked hesitantly, "Are you... inviting me to your house for dinner?"

Li Zewei seemed to feel very embarrassed, he coughed dryly twice, and said, "Well...didn't I make fun of the confession to you before, that time... I was also so abrupt because I bet with someone, excuse me This meal is an apology."

Yang Bole laughed comfortably when he heard this, and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't be polite. It just happens to be troublesome to go home and do it by myself."

He looked at Li Zewei with a smile and said, "Please."

Indeed, as Li Zewei himself said, when he first moved here, many things in the house were not properly prepared.

The inside of Li Zewei's house is very clean, only a complete set of sofas and coffee tables, and a TV set hanging on the wall. There is nothing else in the huge living room, and it looks empty.

Li Zewei said to Yang Bole: "Sit down, I'll go and heat things up."

Yang Bole didn't sit down, but followed Li Zewei to the kitchen.

However, he didn't come to help, but leaned against the door frame of the kitchen to watch Li Zewei busy inside.

Everything is already ready, just need to put it in the pan and heat it up.

Li Zewei explained: "These are ordered directly from the restaurant, but they are a bit cold."

Yang Bole asked curiously: "Then do you usually cook by yourself?"

Li Zewei said: "I can only fry a few dishes, and I can't cook them well."

Yang Bole snorted, scratched his hair, and said, "However, Director Li, now that we get in touch, you are quite human. Why did you feel like an iceberg before?"

Li Zewei smiled lightly, and said, "In the entertainment industry, there are always many people looking for you. If you are more enthusiastic, you will not be able to escape."

Yang Bole nodded suddenly, "I understand that. A man as handsome and talented as Director Li should be flocked to by many people, right?"

Li Zewei's handsome face did not have the usual shyness on the faces of men who hear this question.

"Some," he said.

Yang Bole raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does Director Li have a girlfriend?"

Li Zewei shook his head and said, "No."

Yang Bole narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Or, Director Li doesn't like girls?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

After a while, Li Zewei said, "I don't like girls."

Yang Bole felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.Then he came back to his senses and scolded himself for being so ecstatic.He's someone who already has his own heart.

However, he was really surprised that Li Zewei could be so frank.

Yang Bole said: "Director Li is very honest."

"What about you?" Li Zewei asked suddenly.

He didn't turn his head, but poured a plate of Pleurotus eryngii mushrooms into the pot, and there was a sizzling sound.

Yang Bole shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "I like men."

Li Zewei said: "Oh, yes, you told me before that you have a man you have liked for a long time."

When Yang Bole heard Li Zewei say this suddenly, his heart beat faster.

He suddenly wanted to end this topic, so he said, "Director, the smell of oily smoke is too strong, I'll go out and hide for a while."

Li Zewei looked up at the range hood in his home, and then looked back at the door. Yang Bole was no longer there.

Li Zewei looked at the empty door frame and couldn't help but smile.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the food was finally ready.

There are four steaming dishes on the table, two meat, one vegetarian and one soup.

Yang Bole was not polite either, and directly picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

"I'm really starving to death." Yang Bole said.

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