Chapter 850: The Pit Father's Son, Give It to the One Who Picks Up Rags

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It has been a week since Huo Hanhuan went to Laiguo.

In addition to the daily video connection, Jiang Fanxing couldn't get more news.

Although he repeatedly said that it was okay and safe.

But Jiang Fanxing is still very worried.

So, she decided to go for herself.

On the plane, Song Zheng didn't know the purpose of her trip, thinking that she was really going to work.

took the itinerary and advised, "The plane will land at Laiguo International Airport two hours later, and there will be fans to pick up the plane, so take the VIP channel." Then head straight to the hotel, rest for two hours, and then go to dinner with the advertisers. There will be a full day of advertising shoots tomorrow, but the advertiser knows that she is pregnant, so she won't arrange too many shoots. ”

Looking at the white clouds outside the plane, Jiang Fanxing nodded silently.

But my mind was not on this.

She thought that she would be able to see Huo Hanhuan in a few hours.

Maybe we can even bring the little starry sky home together.

Thinking about it, I can't help but get excited.

"Oh yes, the variety show contract I mentioned last time has been sent to my mailbox. I've seen it and there's nothing wrong with that. ”

"Hmm."

Lack of interest.

Song Zheng stopped, "What's wrong?" Under the weather? ”

"Huh? No, I don't. What did you just say? Jiang Fanxing turned his head and looked at Song Zheng in a daze.

Song Zheng glared at her, "Which sentence are you referring to?" ”

Jiang Fanxing, "......"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Fanxing smiled weakly, "It's nothing, it's just that you'll be stunned." ”

Song Zheng sighed, "I said that the last variety show contract had been sent to me." ”

Jiang Fanxing thought about it and remembered.

"Three Days of Life".

She has read all the planning cases, and it is indeed as Song Zheng said, it is very easy, and she can make money by eating and drinking.

What's more, it's a good fit for her current state.

"Oh, sure, I'm fine."

"You have to sign it yourself."

"Okay."

"Then let's rest first, I'll call when we get down and land." If you feel uncomfortable, remember to call me in time. Song Zheng said uneasily.

Jiang Fanxing nodded, covered with a blanket and an eye mask.

Huo Hanhuan, do you feel it, I'm looking for it.

But.

When she woke up, she was told by Song Zheng that the plane had returned.

"Coming back? Why? Jiang Fanxing glanced through the window, and the few big characters sent by the Beijing International Airport were particularly eye-catching.

Heart, sinking.

A bad premonition came over me.

"It is said that Letho has implemented air traffic control, and the airport has been closed."

"Air traffic control? Why? Jiang Fanxing asked anxiously.

How could air traffic control be suddenly implemented?

Closing airports is no child's play for a country.

Especially in a subtropical region like Lekook, where tourism is developed, the closure of the airport means that everything is interrupted.

Song Zheng shook his head, "I don't know either." ”

The feeling of uneasiness intensified.

I don't know why, she subconsciously felt that this matter was related to Huo Hanhuan.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Song Zheng comforted her.

Jiang Fanxing took out his mobile phone and dialed Huo Hanhuan's phone.

However, no one answered.

In a hurry, she couldn't wait to fly to Huo Hanhuan's side immediately.

"Starry ......" Song Zheng saw her calling Huo Hanhuan, a little unclear, but looking at her face, Song Zheng was a little scared.

Jiang Fanxing's fingertips were cold, and he called Lu Fei again.

Lu Fei didn't answer either.

At this moment, she was sure that something must have happened to Huo Hanhuan.