Nightclub, your daughter-in-law has lost her vest again

Suddenly a heavy weight fell on Jin Yuran's body, pinning her down.

He is pretending to sleep.

"Ran Ran, your anger is gone." The corner of Ye Yunqiu's mouth showed a hint of teasing, and he moved his hands up and down, "I'll send you down fire..."

This night was another violent tumbling.

early morning.

The couple came down from upstairs, and the dining table was already covered with a rich breakfast.

Today, Jin Yulan is going to have a good career, so she got up very early to prepare breakfast for them.

"Cousin, try the bread I baked." Jin Yulan showed off her craftsmanship, while pouring milk for the three little guys sitting on the chairs waiting for the meal, "You are very good, each of you has a big glass, drink it all Light."

"Auntie, the oatmeal bread seems to be mushy."

Yang Yang stretched out his hand to take a piece of bread, stared at the dark place on the surface, and blurted out his mouth.

Jin Yulan smiled awkwardly, she seldom cooks by herself abroad, she didn't control the temperature of the bread baking properly, and the first few slices of bread were mushy.

"It's a bit dark on the surface, but it tastes full of milk. If you don't believe me, take a bite."

She makes the child happy.

Jin Yuran and Ye Yunqiu sat down. They both looked good last night after tossing around.

After breakfast, they each went to work. Yulan took on the task of taking the children to the kindergarten. One child was fine, but the three kids were in the car, talking non-stop.

"Can you be quiet for a while?" Jin Yulan held the steering wheel with her hands, her head was getting big.

Crew.

The filming of the new play was in full swing, and Han Qiaoqiao lay down on a cool chair, resting comfortably while wearing sunglasses.

"Miss Han, the director is calling again."

She rested on the chair for a long time, and the director shouted to start shooting.

The little assistant stood helplessly by the side, sweating profusely.

"Just say that I'm tired. After several hours of filming, do you want me to die?" Han Qiaoqiao's red lips parted and closed, complaining, "Go and get me a cold drink, you want to kill me from the heat."

The little assistant was afraid of being scolded, so he turned around and went to buy a cold drink.

Han Qiaoqiao got resources from Ye Yunqiu, the purpose is to get more fan traffic, and she has no intention of serious filming.

She muddled along, and being able to spend a day on the set was a day.

Soon, the little assistant ran back with a glass of iced drink in his hand.

"Miss Han, I bought it for you."

She lazily got up from the chair, took the iced drink from the little assistant's hand, and used a straw to sip the cold drink quite comfortably.

At this time, the director came over and said angrily, "Qiaoqiao, can you still film, the whole crew is waiting for you!"

"Director, I'm not feeling well today." Han Qiaoqiao coquettishly put aside the drink in her hand, looking for a reason, "I won't shoot today's scene, if I get sick and hospitalized, the filming progress of the crew will be postponed."

What reason!
The director saw that she was faking illness.

It's normal for a woman to have periodic abdominal pain. Can she drink iced drinks if she's not feeling well?

"I don't think there's anything wrong with you." The director pierced through her small thoughts, "Just hold on and finish filming this scene, okay?"

Now it seems that he, the director, asked her to make a movie.

If it wasn't for the face of the nightclub, he wouldn't have used her as an entertainer who likes to play big names.

"Director, I told you that my aunt is here and I can't make a movie, so don't embarrass me." Han Qiaoqiao pretended that her abdomen was in excruciating pain, and continued to pretend while clutching her stomach.

The director looked helpless, and Jin Yuran and Wen Mengxue came to the director's side.

"Han Qiaoqiao, since you have accepted the role, you have to take on this responsibility. Don't waste everyone's time, okay?"

Jin Yuran didn't give her face, work is work.

They have personal grievances and said that Han Qiaoqiao ignored the efforts of the crew and rested here, which is too shameful.

"Jin Yuran, I can rest if I want to. It doesn't hinder you." Han Qiaoqiao took off her sunglasses and stared at her eyes, as if her stomach pain would soon be healed. "I don't care if you like filming, don't Show off how dedicated you are to me, and whoever says I'm playing big, I don't care."

Really shameless!
In the end, the director discussed with Jin Yuran and changed the plan for the afternoon scene.

It's fine if Han Qiaoqiao doesn't take pictures, and they don't ask her to take pictures.

During the break, Jin Yuran sent Ye Yunqiu a message, telling about the dispute between her and Qiaoqiao on the set.

"The heroines of those plays have been changed, and the scripts have to be changed."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Yunqiu called the director and producer directly, asking them to change the script and replace Han Qiaoqiao's role.

This is equivalent to cutting off Han Qiaoqiao's resources.

She was still resting triumphantly in the lounge, when the assistant hurried over, panting, "Miss Han, it's too bad, the plays where you played the leading role have all been replaced..."

"What did you say?!"

Han Qiaoqiao threw the lipstick on the ground angrily, and the tip of the lipstick broke into pieces.

This time, all the roles in the scenes are gone, which means that she has no more scenes to film.

"The director asked me to tell you." The assistant's voice was like a mosquito, afraid that she would get angry.

"Did they find someone to replace my role?" Han Qiaoqiao didn't recover for a while, hysterical, "I have to find the producer and director!"

In fact, it was useless for her to find anyone.

When she arrived at the studio, she acted coquettishly when she saw the director, "Director, I was wrong in the morning. I shouldn't be slack in my work. Calm down. You can let me shoot at any time. Those scenes I am completely competent for the role, so please don't change."

"Qiaoqiao, I don't care what I say." The director stared at the camera without looking at her, "This is what the nightclub means, you should intercede with him."

Ye Yunqiu?
He ordered someone to replace her role, and it was meaningless for her to bow her head to anyone.

Han Qiaoqiao called Ye Yunqiu, and the call took a long time to connect.

"What do you want to do again?" The voice on the phone was cold, with a trace of impatience.

"Yeclub, why did you take all my roles away?" Han Qiaoqiao coquettishly, afraid of angering Ye Yunqiu, "Didn't you agree that I will be the heroine of this role? Without these resources , how can I hang out in the entertainment industry in the future."

"I gave you a chance, how you do it, you know it in your heart."

Ye Yunqiu's words were thorny, like cold water splashed on her head, flowing from the head to the soles of the feet.

The meaning is very clear, and no more resources will be squandered on her.

"Yeclub, if you say that, don't blame me for posting those photos on the Internet..." Han Qiaoqiao's tone was threatening, this was the only way she could blackmail Ye Yunqiu to get those characters back.

Ye Yunqiu doesn't like her at all.

"what ever."

He wasn't worried, those photos themselves were unnecessary.

Han Qiaoqiao thought it was useless to catch him for some reason.