Chapter 220 - Humanoid Tank (2/2)
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After leaving the Chocolate Factory, he headed straight for Da Mei studios. Most of the members were still there, and when he asked if they had eaten, they all looked at him with the unanimous face of having their lives squeezed out of them.
“Call some takeout, on me.”
Meng Fan waved his hand. He didn’t know any other way to interact with his employees as the boss of the studio.
“I’ll make the order.”
Immediately, someone offered to take on the task of selecting the dishes.
“Qiang, did Ya Nan not come today?”
Meng Fan looked around and didn’t see Wang Yanan or Zhang Zhou Wei, so he asked Chen Da Qiang.
Chen Da Qiang smiled. “Maybe, possibly, they could be…”
Meng Fan cackled in laughter. He hoped the brazen mouthed Zhang Zhou Wei could man up during such a crucial moment.
Before the takeout arrived, Meng Fan took this time to creep around and look at everyone’s work.
Give them pointers?
Meng Fan remained more of an observer, and if he really noticed some issues, he would record it on his live stream assistant so he can bring it up afterward. Unless it was a simple problem that could be fixed in one sentence.
Meng Fan never wanted to be a part of the management team for the studio, so he didn’t partake. As he walked around, he mostly harbored the attitude of joking and chatter towards his employees. He considered it a way to get to know his members.
Especially towards the postproduction members that were working on his manga. He still gave some suggestions and pointers to some details in the drawings, for he was the contracting party.
After eating, he hung around for another hour before running to his neighborhood from the studio. Seeing he was only 11 kilometers away from completing [Travelling Deity], Meng Fan checked his miles ran and headed straight for the school. He checked that his pace had been okay and that he could run a half marathon in two hours. Otherwise, even if he completed the 11 kilometers, he wouldn’t have been able to complete task phase 3.
“Iron god, you’re running so late!”
“Why are you going so hard?!”
“Look at the Iron god, he’s already so talented, but he works so hard!”
“Have you guys noticed, Meng Fan’s lost a lot of weight!”
“Yes, he can’t be called fat anymore; more like bulky!”
“Fat people are full of potential!”
“He’s tall, muscular, attractive, rich, and talented. Unfortunately, he’s not a player!”
“How do you know that? As long as you can attract him…”
“Yeah right, your opponent is Wu Tong, you have no hope!”
“So what if it’s Wu Tong! She’s only attractive, has a good figure, a good sense of fashion, a great personality, excellent grades, athletic, wealthy…To be honest, Wu Tong’s existence is enough to make me question my orientation!”
“F*ck it, I’m not going to the internet cafe, I’m going to run too!”
“You won’t be able to keep it up! After all, you don’t have a goddess like WuTong accompanying you!”
Meng Fan ran from the school entrance to the track and greeted several people, while others spoke of him in private as he entered the track field.
There were several people on the track, but after Meng Fan arrived, people moved aside to open up the interior lane for him.
It was for no other reason than because Meng Fan ran like a human tank; nobody wanted to take on the pressure of being lapped by him!