High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

At the beginning, the distance from Meiyuan to Juyuan was at least 1500 meters. If one tea chair was placed at 200 meters as Sheng Mingzhu said, seven chairs would have to be placed in this short distance. Bright.

"Sheng Mingzhu, are you playing tricks?"

"Isn't that obvious? He's a big name in the first place, assistant director, can you do it? If you don't do it anyway, he's full of food and wine, so he'll just leave."

The assistant director Qi almost didn't bring it up, since he won the Golden Bull Award, his status in the circle has risen, and no one has dared to disrespect him like this for a long time.

Sheng Mingzhu!Sure enough, if God wants to kill a person, he must first make her crazy.

If you want to die, I won't stop you.

The vice president looked at Director Huang for instructions, and Director Huang nodded. The vice president could only grit his teeth and reply, "Wait, I'll ask someone to set the coffee table for you."

"Go and inform the media so that everyone can see how Sheng Mingzhu plays big names. When the time comes, when our film is released, create a wave."

"Director Huang is wise." A fierce light flashed in the assistant director's eyes, and he retreated respectfully.

Director Huang rubbed his hands, and tugged the watch on his wrist a little impatiently. Some astigmatism leaked out of his empty eyes. After rolling on a woman's belly for a long time, his body was already a little weak.

"Sheng Mingzhu." The first time this woman saw him, he was already fascinated. Her delicate face, exquisite figure, and agility are not comparable to those women in the circle who are good at silicone. .

There are countless girls, natural or artificial, and he can tell them apart at a glance.

This woman should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

It's a pity that her identity is even more complicated. The eldest lady of the Sheng family is also Bo Sicheng's fiancée. He can't touch this kind of thorny rose.

But now she has returned to her original form. For a woman with no background, her beauty is not a bonus, but a spark.

No one is protecting her now, she is just a turtle in a urn.

Anyway, she was about to get it, so it was right to pamper her.

"Sister, didn't we completely offend Director Huang by doing this?" The fat brother was in a hurry, didn't he say that he would please Director Huang after eating and drinking?Why doesn't it look like this now?

"People put knives on your head, and you still want to kneel down and beg for mercy, isn't it too late? Just start a fight, kill one and you won't lose, and kill two and you will earn."

The fat brother trembled violently, "Sister, why do you hear these words so pervasively? Why kill one, kill two, and make money with kindness."

"Cowardly." Sheng Mingzhu rolled her eyes, unable to speak out in anger.

Forget it, money is cowardly, and the situation is stronger than others, she can't correct it all at once, Sheng Mingzhu heaved a long sigh, and took Fat Brother to Zhuyuan.

Sure enough, the assistant director arranged a coffee table at 200 meters away. When Sheng Mingzhu arrived at the first coffee table, she nodded in satisfaction and yelled at the waiter that they were going to the Qingming Dragon Well Tea, and they were also serving melon seeds and peanuts, as if I was sitting here often , the angry assistant director ascended to heaven with seven orifices, blowing his beard and staring.

Fat Brother wiped his sweat in fear, and wanted to persuade Sheng Mingzhu but seeing her condescending "shut up" eyes, he could only swallow it back.

No matter what, I still have to give my sister face in front of outsiders. He and my sister will always stand in the same camp.

Waiting for Sheng Mingzhu to dawdle all the way, it has been an hour and a half, and the assistant director has been completely tempered by her. He probably won't come in if it's because she drank too much water.

Chrysanthemum Garden.

Sheng Mingzhu looked at Director Huang with a calm expression, and said something bad in her heart.

In the bathroom just now, she clearly heard Ye Yaoguang say that Bo Sicheng was already negotiating with the company about terminating the contract, and that Director Huang would receive the news in the evening, so she took the opportunity to delay time by drinking tea, so that everyone could get together and break up. It seems that Director Huang didn't receive the news, did someone delay it on purpose?

company?or someone else?

There is no good banquet!
She didn't want to make a move, but someone always wanted to tease the tiger's whiskers.

Hey, it's so hard to be a powerless woman.

Sheng Mingzhu silently shed tears of bitterness for Director Huang, and accompanied him to perform the tricks.

"Mingzhu, come here and sit here." When Director Huang saw Sheng Mingzhu, he was like a cat seeing a fish, and pulled the chair for her with a smile on his face.

With such a courteous appearance, people would believe that she was his boss.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Sheng Mingzhu smiled and walked over.

"It's specially called beautiful and picturesque. It's just right for you. Come and taste it."

The picturesque beauty is to cut tofu into shreds to make a beauty skirt, chrysanthemums are embellished to make a beauty hat, and fresh shrimps are used to make a body.

"I'm allergic to seafood." Sheng Mingzhu waved her hands without moving her chopsticks.

There was already a hint of displeasure on Director Huang's face. When did Sheng Mingzhu become allergic to seafood? This is just refusal.

"Then try this..." Changed again, Sheng Mingzhu propped her head up and looked at Director Huang with a small smile, knowing his tricks, she quietly watched him pretend.

"I just finished eating and I'm not hungry yet."

"How about a glass of wine?"

"Don't drink."

Being touched again and again, Director Huang ran out of patience no matter how good he was, and slammed his chopsticks on the table, seeing that Sheng Mingzhu lost the intimacy he had just had.

"Sheng Mingzhu, what do you mean? Is this flirting with me? With your current market price, if I didn't see you as a way to survive, where would you go to get a job?"

"You have to drink this glass of wine today, and you have to drink it if you don't."

"I have to drink it?" Sheng Mingzhu stared at the wine glass, the reddish-brown wine exuded a delicate fragrance, and it would be impossible to find out what was put in it.

It's really an old-fashioned way to have no intentions.

"Must drink."

"Okay then." Taking the wine glass, Sheng Mingzhu shook it and lightly touched Director Huang's glass, "Then I respect you."

Head up and drink.

Huang Dao's blood was surging, and he almost couldn't hold back his excitement.

Drank, finally drank, drank this glass of wine, the second half of the night is still long.

Bao Sicheng was sitting in the office, the 88-story skyscraper seemed empty and lonely under the sky, and the only sound in the room was the sound of paper being flipped.

In the past, when a rational brain saw these cold words, it would instantly convert it into how much profit and how much money it could make, but at this moment, these papers were all filled with Sheng Mingzhu's face, and the tormented man couldn't calm down at all.

Sheng Mingzhu.

At the signing place, Sheng Mingzhu's name was smoothly signed with a sharp pen. Bo Sicheng realized it after a while, and threw the document on the ground in embarrassment.

Crazy, he must be crazy.

The pen fell on the table, he opened the wine cabinet and poured a glass of red wine and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the neon lights were shining outside, she should be very happy now.

Terminate the contract with Xinghe Entertainment, maybe she will go back to the bar to have a good time, she is so flirtatious, there must be many men who will be fascinated by her and willing to be servants.

"Pa" His face became darker and darker, the wine glass exploded with a pop, the broken glass pierced his hand, and blood flowed, Bao Sicheng numbly let go of his hand, allowing the blood to drip on the ground.