Bang--

Whoa--

Several consecutive loud bangs made everyone in the courtyard put down their chopsticks in unison.

Xu Liancheng, who was in the center of the gazes, did not change his face, calmly fished out a checkbook from his pocket, brushed the words, and then raced it into the waiter's hand.

What is even more unexpected is that the old man Tan, who has always been known to be short-tempered, did not step forward to scold, and even the Tan family's waiter, who was also very calm, took the check and also took a serious look at the numbers on it before putting it into his pocket.

This ...

The boy who was talking to Foamy sighed helplessly.

Then in a serious tone, he made a bow in Xu Liancheng's direction.

"Uncle Xu, although it's true that our family isn't poor in money either, but we're under a lot of pressure if you're always giving us money like this."

At those words, the fierce aura on Xu Liancheng's body faded a few points, and he coldly glanced at the little one.

The Tan family's little boy shrugged his shoulders and said with his hands behind his back, "Marriage and marriage, freedom of love, unless you marry Auntie Muoi home, anyone has the right to pursue Auntie Muoi, don't they?"

Xu Liancheng walked towards him with a dark face.

[OK, go drink your wine, his father and I are just friends, childish or not.]

Foamy used his mouthpiece to force Xu Liancheng back.

Just a friend? Xu Liancheng pursed his lips, and just as he turned back, he heard that 'obnoxious' childish voice ring out again.

"Friends now, can develop into lovers later."

"Auntie Foamy, are you sure you don't want to think about my daddy? Tourmaline and I are also good friends, I'll take good care of my brother!

"

Foamy, "..."

Xu Liancheng: Can I just KO the guy like I'm slapping a table and pay for it?

Or, how about giving him ten sets of Huanggang secret papers?

***

Only 2 hours had passed, and Meng Qingqing felt like her worldview and values had been reshaped.

Her family director turned out to be really big brother, the market those particularly hot IP, sixty percent are in her hands, and when shooting, in addition to professional screenwriters, the author of the novel will also serve as a script modification work, participate in the shooting inside.

What's the fear of visualization?

Isn't it because you're afraid that the writers will ruin the original by making changes later on?

The involvement of the original author is not 100% guaranteed, I guess, but to a certain extent, it can be avoided.

But the direction of this car doesn't seem to be going back to the company or to the apartment, right?

Meng Qingqing, who happened to catch a glimpse of the view outside, was puzzled.

"Here we are, get off."

"Huh?"

Meng Qingqing subconsciously nodded and picked up her eyes and mask to put them on, but was stopped by Foam.

"No need to wear it, it's not needed here."

No?

Meng Qingqing felt even more strange, yet once she looked up and saw C's high fashion store, she froze again.

"What are we here for?"

"Naturally, I'm renting clothes for your group ah, little fool."

Without waiting for her to react, Foamy gently pushed her back with her hand and pushed the person in.

As a former Mrs. Xu, Foamy didn't come over here too often, after all, Mr. Xu is a wife-favoring devil, a lot of clothes and bags, although Foamy may not have used them once so far, but all the new products, but all the other family's mansion wives have, Xu Liancheng will let people in the first time to buy good, and then send to Foamy.

So, foam did not even need to pull out her membership card, by swiping her face, she was brought to the most central clothing display area, the friendly director, but also directly for her to hold her customary osmanthus oolong.

Seeing Foamy looking at Meng Qingqing, the advisor was even more understanding and directly took Meng Qingqing away.

"It's only the first time we meet and you're investing in her like this, aren't you afraid that she's heartless and will jump ship later when she's on fire?"

When Xu Liancheng saw that the people had left, he immediately came back to Mo Mo's side and said without words.

Foamy slanted her eyes and glared at him, pursed her lips and asked rhetorically: [I've been through all the husband's performances to force me to divorce, am I still afraid of my men jumping ship?

Xu Liancheng, "..."

"Foamy, I can't take that."

[Then be a quiet baby."

Xu Liancheng, "..."

Or shouldn't you be checking on your subordinates? But Jia Jinke said he wants me to eat my words! You're just going to let me get bullied?

"How dare he!"

"I don't even know him!"

Thinking of this, Xu Liancheng was very angry, although he was doing lowly here in the foam, in order to chase his daughter-in-law often IQ line, emotional out of control, but in the work, he is still that big devil king, self-discipline, serious. Over the years, although his own reputation is not good, but his subordinates, which is not headhunter's sought-after goods, that are character IQ ability 'three good'.

He was literally, not remembering that there was such a thing as Jaquinko at the top.

But, not being at the top, it was again rare for anyone to get a gold membership to Zichen.

[That ... can only mean that you ...]

Foamy gave him a lustful look, and Mr. Xu went off to the side to count mushrooms in a fit of pique.

He was going to just call Bill and have him check it out, but then he felt like his subordinates shouldn't be so watered down.

Thinking about it, he decided not to spook the snake, and went for it as he saw it.

***

Theater group.

I don't know if I was angry, or my mind was not on the work, Lin Bingbing, who was already prone to NG, was even more 'out of order', but after shooting three acts, she NG'd almost a hundred times, and the angry director wanted to slam the book.

The assistant director was afraid that he was too angry to dislike the investment father, so he took the initiative to go and say to Lin Bingbing that she would not shoot her scenes today, so that she could go back and rest, after all, don't you still have to go to the banquet at night, and also have to do a hairstyle or something.

Of course, this was not to say that Lin Bing Bing herself was not beautiful, it was because she was very good looking in her own right, so it was all the more important that she should be ravishingly beautiful, so that she could 'have her heart's desire come true' wasn't it.

He this through touting can be described as blowing to the Lin Bing Bing heart eyes, the mood that is called a pleasure, directly happy to carry the bag away, but also said that after their own hearts want to be successful, will certainly also take care of him.

Take care of him?

Forget it. How can you hook up with Lord Xu with your looks?

Turning his back, the assistant director had a sneer on his lips.

Other than that, just by looking at the face value, this Lin Bingbing is a hundred thousand miles away from that former Mrs. Xu.

"Mr. Jia, is Mr. Xu coming tonight?"

Lin Bingbing went home to fix her beautiful makeup and get her hair done before stepping into Jia Jinke's car at the time they had agreed upon.

To his surprise, Jia Jinke, whose eyes had always rolled up to the sky, coyly pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but instead nudged in the direction of the inside.

Lin Bingbing followed the direction of his nuzzle to the back seat, and in the shadows, was a slender figure.

The man's temperament was like ice, and his eyes glittered with a cold aura.

After glancing at her, he indifferently rushed Jia Jinke.

"Xiao Jia, this is the good stuff you say can attract Boss?Let alone Boss, I can't even raise my interest."

The man opened his mouth, his voice was low and hoarse and very magnetic, but the words that came out of his mouth were called Lin Bingbing nearly put her mouth in a crooked position.

"This is ..." She asked in a pinched voice, resisting the urge to storm off.

"I'm Special Assistant Bill's first assistant, Dill."

Bill, the assistant to the Special Assistant? What kind of shrimp is this?

The deference on Lin Bing Bing's face collapsed all of a sudden, and she glared at Jia Jinke suspiciously.

She didn't know what Bill stood for at Xu's, but an assistant was an assistant, and what the hell was that? Worthy of her respect as a future Mrs. Young Dong?

"Bing Bing!" Jia Jinke thought of this master's temper and quickly opened his mouth to scold him.

Dill, sitting in the backseat, laughed softly and continued his critique, "The chin is chipped, the nose is padded, the boobs are filled in, is there an original anywhere on you?"

Lin Bing Bing, "You!"

"Am I wrong? You celebrities, plastic surgery is plastic surgery, can't you find a better hospital?"

"And don't you throw any more lady tantrums at me, I'm not interested in you, much less cajoling you, and if you upset me, I'll have Old Jah throw you out right now, and you'll see if he'll offend me for you."

Lin Bingbing boasts of his own debut for many years is also considered to have seen a lot of knowledge, those who have money something, arrogant rich brother, she is not not get along, but which one has this kind of arrogance?

Such an arrogant character shouldn't have been killed off a long time ago, but he's still alive?

But offhand, she saw the warning in Jaquinko's eyes again.

This arrogant fat ass actually wimped out!!!!

An assistant's assistant can be this powerful, then wouldn't Xu Demon King be ...

After figuring out this logical relationship, Lin Bing Bing not only didn't get angry, but instead was filled with fighting spirit again.

She ran to the other end of the RV and opened the cooler, personally made the special assistant gentleman's Kung Fu tea, and used a small fan to speed up the cooling of the tea, feeling that the cup was about the right temperature, before placing the tealight on a professional tea cushion and arranging fresh fruits and tea fruits, which she respectfully brought to the back row in front of Dill.

Acting she was an amateur, but serving people, she was definitely an excellent student.

Dill took a sip of his tea, and that sneer at the corner of his mouth was washed away by the tea.

"It's still coming together."

"But I still think that you're not a fraction of a second away from what our Big Boss wants."

"I ..."

Dill dragged his chin up and down and looked her over again from head to toe.

"This is reality, let's do it this way, tonight for old Jia's sake I'll help you clean up that what's-her-name Qingqing, turn around and I'll be introducing you to a similar man, what do you think?"

"What does almost look like?" Lin Bing Bing, who had suffered two sets of blows in a row, asked back feebly.

"At least, a little better than old Jah."

Suddenly Named Jaginko, "..."

Jaquinko, "Mr. Dill, you are making me so sad with that statement."

"And what else? I think you've burned your bridges to get to this position with that brain of yours, and by the way, put away that little mind of yours, it's not just anyone you can touch."

"What do you mean by that ..." Jaginko asked cautiously, rickering his thick back.

"It's to tell you that even if Ouyang Mo is already Big Boss's ex-wife, that's not something someone like you can sleep with just because you want to."

"And you, if you want to die, don't drag us down with you." Dill turned his words around and gave Lin Bing Bing another deep look.