How did I become famous?

"Hey, Lao Liu, what are you doing?"

"Brother, your new movie has such a big investment, I'm still working overtime to make plans, okay?"

"There's no need to rush. Slow and steady wins the race."

"Stop with the nonsense. You're giving us a chance, and if we don't seize it, we deserve to be finished. Just tell me what's up, calling so late?"

"Um... I just wanted to ask you if there are any pharmacies nearby that are still open at this hour."

"A pharmacy? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking."

"Go south for two intersections after leaving the company, then go east for 700 meters. There is a 24-hour pharmacy there."

"OK, thanks, you guys should get some rest too."

Liu Mang hung up the phone, turned around with dark circles under his eyes, and said, "Tell me quickly if you need anything else, don't come to me later saying you're missing equipment or something."

They were sitting at a table surrounded by smoke, with an open notebook filled with various documents.

Liu Mang's phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was a thousand yuan that Fang had transferred to him.

Don't work overtime late into the night; your health is your most important asset. We don't have a culture of working overtime. Go buy everyone some late-night snacks.

Liu Mang pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

Old Fang, how am I supposed to relax when you're doing this...?

If he really relaxed, he would feel like he had let Fang down.

"Come on! Let's work hard tonight and get the supplies sorted out first! Then we'll go out for a late-night snack! Lao Fang approved three thousand yuan for us!"

He added another two thousand yuan himself, since he wasn't short of money anyway.

"Oh!"

Although they didn't care about the small amount of money, they appreciated Fang Bie's thoughtfulness.

............

On the other side, Fang Bie was smoking heavily in front of the pharmacy.

He had no experience buying brown sugar, heat packs, and other similar items.

However, these days pharmacies sell everything, and it seems their business is expanding more and more.

After finishing his cigarette, Fang Bie gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and went into the pharmacy.

"Welcome to visit."

The middle-aged woman in the white coat who was sitting behind the glass counter yawning suddenly perked up when she saw a customer come in.

"Is it a cold or a fever? Or is your neck uncomfortable? We have new neck patches here, 28.6 yuan a patch, they make you feel much better."

Fang Bie twitched the corner of his mouth. These were indeed familiar words. He had heard similar words when he went to the pharmacy in his previous life.

"No, I want to buy some brown sugar, heat packs, and that other stuff."

Anyway, it's that thing.

Fang gave her a knowing look.

The older woman was indeed knowledgeable; she gave Fang Bie a knowing look, then turned and called out, "Little Li! One pack each of the night and day packs, long and short ones! And while you're at it, weigh out half a pound of brown sugar and grab a heat pack!"

"Here you are!"

A few minutes later, a young woman wearing a white coat and glasses walked out from the depths of the pharmacy.

She handed the things in her hand to the aunt, then paused for a moment, pushed up her glasses, and carefully looked Fang Bie up and down.

Fang felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze: "Is there something you need?"

He didn't think he knew this girl before, since he had never been to Hengdian before.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." The girl smiled and waved her hand in denial, but her flickering eyes seemed to have already recognized Fang Bie.

"Are you buying these for your girlfriend?"

Huh? I'm not familiar with her, why is she asking this? And she even uses the formal "you"... Fang Bie frowned, realizing something was wrong.

But we can't say it isn't, otherwise, what else could a grown man buy these things in the middle of the night besides for his girlfriend?

He's not a pervert.

"hehe."

Fang tried to brush off the topic with a smile.

The girl nodded in understanding and didn't ask any more questions.

Although Fang Bie didn't know what she had actually understood.

After paying the bill, Fang Bie made a quick getaway.

After he left, the older woman asked the young woman, "Xiao Li, do you know him?"

"I know him, but he doesn't know me," the bespectacled girl said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Auntie, he's Fang Bie, the director of that really popular movie, 'Captain China'!"

"The director?" the middle-aged woman exclaimed, suddenly realizing, "The one who won an Oscar, the one the news said?"

"It's him! It's him!" the bespectacled girl exclaimed excitedly. "And not only did he win an award! The song he wrote for a singer became a huge hit! He also writes poetry, and it's even in the textbooks of Wenhua College!"

"Wow, that's amazing..." the middle-aged woman exclaimed in surprise. "Why didn't you say so sooner! I could have asked for a few autographs, maybe even a photo with you."

The girl with glasses said smugly, "It's okay, I can just get it for you tomorrow."

The woman suddenly realized, "Oh! You mean him, the one you were talking about who's going with someone to interview a celebrity tomorrow?"

"It's him! Now I know what to ask tomorrow!"

Shocking! China's youngest and most renowned director, Fang Bie, broke into a pharmacy at night—all for her?!

Although I can't write this title, it doesn't stop the bespectacled girl from being gossipy.

Buying these things so late at night... Could it be that Director Fang has a girlfriend?

Who is his girlfriend?

Could it be a female celebrity?

Who is it?

............

Back at the company, Fang Bie completely put all these things out of his mind.

He is now facing a new crisis.

Miss Su was sitting on the living room sofa with her legs crossed. When she saw him come in, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing out so late?"

"Anyway, I'm not out fooling around. Who do you think I'm doing this for?" Fang Bie shrugged and walked towards the kitchen. "If you're not feeling well, just rest. What are you doing out here for no reason?"

"Can't I go to the bathroom?"

Actually, she heard Fang Bie open the door and leave, but she was too embarrassed to call and ask, as that would feel too strange.

Although she wouldn't have thought that way before, now...

besides......

"Not feeling well? Who told you I'm not feeling well?"

"Didn't you say that yourself while we were eating?" Fang Bie poked his head out from the kitchen. "Since you're out, don't go back yet. Wait until I'm done with my work before you go to rest."

He wanted to do something... Upon hearing this, Miss Su sat up straight.

A short while later, Fang Bie came out carrying a bowl.

He blew on the steaming liquid and instructed, "Drink this brown sugar water when it's not so hot anymore; it'll be good for you. Oh, and one more thing..."

He took out a towel and some heat packs from the plastic bag and put them on the table: "I didn't know what type you needed, so I just bought one of each. And remember to put these heat packs on your stomach; you really shouldn't catch a cold at times like this."

Su Mulin: "???"

What is he talking about?

"You bought all this stuff... for me?" The young lady looked at him like he was trash. "What a pervert!"

"Hey, you're ungrateful for my kindness?" Fang Bie retorted, dissatisfied. "I bought it for you because I saw you weren't feeling well, and instead of praising my thoughtfulness, you're insulting me?"

"Who told you I was on my period?!"

"Otherwise, why are you behaving so strangely today?"

"..."

"Aaaaaah!!!" Miss Su completely lost her temper. "Keep it for yourself, you bastard!"

Bang-!

Hearing the sound of the young lady's bedroom door slamming shut, Fang Bie suddenly realized what was going on.

That young girl must have her own things to use, so it's really strange that she bought this.

But there's no reason why they would refuse even brown sugar water and heat packs, right?

"I see. No wonder Uncle Su said to just tell her to drink more hot water. It seems she's already used to it. Sigh... a father really understands his daughter better..."