"I don\'t know if it\'s my real name. Anyway, the word Qingyao was signed on the contract. Qu Ke\'s illegitimate son was introduced like this, smelly girl!"

Song Lezhi turned and walked away like the wind.

The door was slammed so hard that the house trembled.

Anya can\'t help but stop the action on her hand and look at it.

Cheng nuoyang pinched her porcelain slip chin and said, "what do you think he does? The young master is unhappy. You have to appease the waiter!"

Anya blushed: "can you move even if you are hurt like this?"

"Of course not! You move!"

"You\'ll hurt if I move."

"In addition to thinking about the mouth below you, you don\'t remember this one above?" Cheng nuoyang pinched her small mouth with his hand. "Hurry up!"

Anya puts down the medicine bottle and cotton swab in his hand, glares at him angrily, moves to the big bed, under his legs, starts to take off his pants, and then buries his head.

Cheng nuoyang gasped for comfort.

In my mind, I couldn\'t help but see the moment when Qingyao\'s fierce leg split his waist, which made me more angry.

He grabbed Anya\'s hair, went in and yelled: "bitch. Son, I\'ll kill you! Bitch, let you drag! Let you be cheap! Kill you!"

Anya wanted to retreat painfully, but he held him down and couldn\'t retreat at all.

Sobbing.

When Cheng nuoyang was about to climb the top by Anya, his mobile phone rang out untimely.

The DJ music ringtone set by Cheng nuoyang\'s mobile phone makes the phone ring like an earthquake.

He didn\'t want to pay attention and continued to press the head of Anya.

Who knows, the caller seems to be on the bar with him and keeps dialing.

Finally, he threw all his excitement down. Cheng nuoyang let go of Anya and said in a dumb voice, "help me bring my mobile phone."

Anya coughed bitterly, got out of bed and handed him the mobile phone thrown in the corner.

Seeing that it was song Lezhi\'s number, he whispered a few curses and pressed to answer.

Song Lezhi\'s face was sharp at the end of his mobile phone: "listen to me, Cheng nuoyang. Whoever you move in Penang, the Song family will cover you. Only Qingyao, if you dare to move her half a hair again, I song Lezhi will let you get out of Penang!"

Cheng nuoyang was stunned and shouted for a long time, "Song Lezhi, are you so good? Why are you crazy? Is she your horse or your mother? As for you yelling and threatening me?"

"I only warn you this time. I\'ll do what I say!"

The phone hung up.

Cheng nuoyang couldn\'t return to God for a long time.

Song Lezhi means that he can only eat Coptis and swallow it?

Song Lezhi, is he sick! The nerves are abnormal!

*********

In the elegantly decorated large box, the round table is surrounded by a circle of people, and the food has been eaten at sixes and sevens.

All the people are human spirits, except for the clear distance of thick lines and thick strips.

As soon as I came in, I took her to the seat next to Lu Shaoqiu.

Lu Shaoqiu had almost eaten. He took the ashtray at one end of the corner of the table, then tilted his head to the side far away from Qingyao and lit a cigarette.

Fan Yue was alert and got up to open the window of the box.

Several other men also lit cigarettes one after another, except Qu Ke.

Cheng shiye talked warmly with Lu Shaoqiu and Qu Ke about the development of the brokerage company, from projects to IP, and then to artists and actors.

"The background of the new generation is getting stronger and stronger, which is the biggest disadvantage." Qu Ke frowned.

Cheng Gong nodded, and his face was tuckled Tucao: "there are some positions in the nature, there are natural advantages, the price is too high to make complaints about, and the love is not good enough to cooperate with propaganda. The script is still very picky. Two bosses don\'t know. The former Suwei is asking me half a life."

Lu Shaoqiu took a smoke and spit out a kind smoke. He said softly: "There are similar situations in domestic entertainment companies. The most important thing for you is to do your own work well. If you don\'t have enough quality of actors, you can match them with a hard team, and then train them under the pressure of the atmosphere, you will gain more or less. It\'s the kind of people who pick up and put down those who can\'t afford it. At least our company has grasped the audition, and you can\'t pass on your face and have a strong background Go, what are you going to do? "

The man\'s voice is flat, but there is dignity in it.

Qingyao couldn\'t help looking up at him.

He leaned against the back of the chair without expression. The white cut collar set off his very elegant chin and slender neck. His sleeves were rolled to the elbow, showing his strong arms and a famous watch on his wrist.

One hand is in the trousers pocket, the other hand is on the table, and a burning cigarette is sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger.

She couldn\'t help admiring the god man more and more.

Isn\'t he in charge of Pangu group? Why did he talk so clearly when he got to the entertainment brokerage company?

At first, she always thought that he was just the unjust head who invested a lot of money in the brokerage company. According to her imagination, he became a nouveau riche just like the coal digger who suddenly dug out gold. Then she wanted to show that he had internal quality, put a huge bookcase at home, full of books, and anyone who went to his house could read it, but he wouldn\'t turn a page.

Eating a little dry, Qing Yao took a can of beer and wanted to open it.

According to her ability, it\'s easy.

But just now she ate a lot of Jiwei shrimps. She shelled them and covered her hands with oil. Her hands were very slippery. She twisted them for a long time and was stunned that she didn\'t open them.

"If we can support the work of our subordinates like President Lu, we will immediately pay attention to our divine power. In the future, we will open our arms and work hard." Cheng shiye was happy and raised a glass to him: "it\'s rare to have a meal with President Lu, and I\'ll drink to President Lu again!"

Lu Shaoqiu, who is quietly talking about work, looks lazy and focused, but Yu Guang has been watching her twist the beer bottle cap and can\'t open it, so Lu Shaoqiu is distracted and doesn\'t hear Cheng shiye\'s words.

Qu Ke smiled: "Shaoqiu, what do you think?"

Lu Shaoqiu collected his mind, stretched his arm to play smoke in the ashtray, and then calmly raised his cup: "my stomach is a little uncomfortable, shiye!"

Cheng shiye hurriedly said, "don\'t drink if your stomach is uncomfortable. In this way, I\'m free. President Lu, you really don\'t drink."

Yu Guang saw that she hadn\'t unscrewed the bottle cap. Lu Shaoqiu put down the glass. Her face and expression remained unchanged. The waves were not happy. She raised her eyes again and smiled at will: "OK."

After the light answer, he narrowed his eyes and held the cigarette between his thin lips, turned his head, and took the bottle of beer can that she couldn\'t do anything from Qingyao, who was biting his teeth and cursing.

Qingyao wood.

There was a hush on the table.

Lu Shaoqiu sank the can for a while, unscrewed the can, then gently pulled it off to prevent the wine juice from spilling, and gently put it in front of her.

Everyone was numb, and then they all tacitly returned to normal, which was clear.

But Qingyao blushed slightly.

He cleared his throat and said thank you very gently in front of everyone.

He tilted his eyes. Yu Guang looked at her and took it back coldly. Although his expression was arrogant, it was absolutely soft.

The thin lips let out a thin smoke ring like cicada wings, and then took a hard sip. In the surprise of the whole table, he looked idle and relaxed, but Yu Guang saw her drinking beer. When he raised his head again, he pulled up a fleeting smile.

Qu Ke saw it clearly and didn\'t say anything.

Continue to talk. Fan Yue, who has been quiet just now, also joined the ranks.

Qingyao and driver Chen continue to eat hard.

A table of good dishes, Qingyao how to eat, how not to eat enough.

The round table is very large. The food is not close to the opposite food. It\'s OK that everyone at the table was eating just now. Qingyao can wait for them to eat one when they turn.

But now most of them are chatting, and the table doesn\'t turn for a long time.

In front of too professional Cheng shiye and fan Yue, she was embarrassed to show her gluttonous side.

Seeing a large plate of Kiwi shrimp on the other side, she stared helplessly, praying that who could turn off the table and delicious Kiwi shrimp could automatically jump into her arms.

Lu Shaoqiu continued to talk about her work while taking her food seriously.

Qingyao tangled. Is it too cheap to turn the table and eat lobster when they are full?

Finally, there was no action, holding chopsticks for nearby dishes to continue eating.

Lu Shaoqiu took out a new cigarette again and knocked a cigarette on the table. This is his habitual action. After knocking, he ordered it again, but he didn\'t order it now. He just threw the cigarette on the table and didn\'t intend to smoke it.

Qu Ke said and was preparing to give him a lighter.

Unexpectedly, to the extreme, Lu Shaoqiu saw his slender fingers holding the rotating table, slipped around, turned the plate of shrimp in front of him, and took a chopstick and put it in his plate.

Qu Ke\'s heart hung up. When he saw that he didn\'t eat the shrimp, he picked up the cigarette again and reached out to ask him for a lighter, he put down his heart.

Lu Shaoqiu has a bad stomach. He can\'t eat more cold food. In addition, he is allergic to seafood.

Qu Ke hurriedly returned Lu Shaoqiu\'s lighter he had just taken. Lu Shaoqiu lit a cigarette, smoked and continued the topic: "you can take Qingyao to try the star you just said. If you open this way, it will be a good thing for her. Compared with idol dramas, star playing has a longer life span."

"It\'s not. In fact, I\'ve been aiming at it. This time, such a good seedling just fills the vacancy in our company."

Qingyao Khan, a 25-year-old seedling, Ma\'s shame. How proud she would be if she were 15 at the moment.

Never mind him. Looking at the Jiwei shrimp in front of him, Qingyao\'s eyes brightened.

Replaced a pair of transparent disposable gloves and continued the war.

When Lu Shaoqiu saw her eating again, she looked elegant and smiled at the corners of her lips.

Qu Ke looked at him with his eyes and couldn\'t help shaking his head secretly.

Lunch ended in a peaceful and warm atmosphere, and Qingyao ate a big melon round again.

Qu Ke deliberately sold Lu Shaoqiu a favor, adding to someone\'s icing on the cake: "Qingyao drank wine, met something in the company in the morning, and still had a bruise on his neck. He took a half day off this afternoon, and the formal work will start tomorrow. Fan Yue, you and shiye can take advantage of the afternoon to prepare her for clothing, hairstyle and modeling."

Qingyao jumped out and stroked his neck: "this little injury can\'t be counted as injury. Don\'t rest. I\'ll go to work with you!"

Qu Ke held her: "let you rest. You don\'t understand the artist\'s modeling. They also need some time to prepare and start to change you tomorrow."