Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

"Director, I want to ask, why is my name behind Jiang Zitong? I'm the second female number, shouldn't I be ranked in front of the third female number? Even if it's based on the background, I'm still in front of her!"

As soon as Su Wanwan said this, no one dared to speak.Obviously, if the director doesn't come forward to explain, the group will be completely dead.

5 minutes... no one speaks...

10 minutes... no one speaks...

Half an hour later, there was still no one in the group talking, Jiang Zitong looked at the group and understood that everyone was pretending to be dead.

"The actors' names are typed in alphabetical order, and all the actors are in no particular order. Well, it's time to chat and work in the group."

Just when everyone felt that they couldn't wait for the director's reply, the chief director of the film suddenly popped up, threw a word, and disappeared immediately.

Although no one is still dubbing words on the public screen, but someone has become true · embarrassing · Su Wanwan · self-defeating, and the production crew has an extra gossip in an instant.

After a short break, at one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone returned to the studio to continue working.

When Su Wanwan saw Jiang Zitong, her nose was almost crooked to the back of her ears, and her tone of voice was also sarcastic: "Our female number three is really a cunt, and I don't know what shameful means she used to take When it comes to roles, you can make everyone in the crew look towards you. Even the name on the cast list can be written in front of me, amazing, amazing, really amazing!"

From Su Wanwan's point of view, since Jiang Zitong took a taxi home after the event, her economic company must not have provided her with a car.

She looks aloof in front of the person, but she can't tell what kind of slut she is, maybe she has an affair with everyone, and she is definitely not much cleaner than herself.

Maybe this Jiang Zitong, like her Su Wanwan, went to some celebrity crash course and pretended to be first-class.

"Isn't it just a question of the order of the names? Is it necessary to be entangled? Didn't the director say everything, in no particular order?"

Jiang Zitong really doesn't have the energy to mess with Su Wanwan, as long as her mood changes up and down, others will definitely suffer.I don't know if this person has a glass heart, the princess is sick, and he has a bad mentality.

"That's fine, you tell the director, exchange my name with yours, and your name must be put behind mine."

"..." Jiang Zitong looked at Su Wanwan's eyes, as if he was looking at a psychopath, and rolled his eyes, "It's you who want to change, not me, so go tell the director yourself. What's more, the names are in alphabetical order If you insist on changing, then change Su Wanwan's name first?"

"You! Good job! Humph, wait and see!"

Su Wanwan stomped her feet and left with a straight face, almost as angry as a rocket launch.

"What kind of person!" Situ Zhilan frowned, watching Su Wanwan walk away, full of complaints, "I thought I was a big-name actress, asking for this, asking for that. So many demands, why didn't she give it to me?" You're a celestial monkey, what do you want from the heavens? You hang around in front of us all day looking for trouble, isn't it funny!"

"I don't know what she is doing, but I can't figure out the situation. I guess the fake celebrity didn't blow her out, so she inflated herself? Let's wait and see when she will burst herself, I'm afraid the meat will fly all over the sky!"

When Jiang Zitong talked, she was not afraid to fight with Su Wanwan, at most they would be pecking at each other.

The movie's official first set of posters was posted on the official blog the next day. Su Wanwan struggled with the problem for a long time, but nothing changed, and it remained the same.

Luo Mingqiu called to inquire about Jiang Zitong's recent performance, and Jiang Zitong told her about Su Wanwan by the way.

After pondering for a while, Luo Mingqiu said in a half-cold voice: "Don't worry, the director and the others are all old people in the industry. Everyone knows the rules in their hearts, and they won't break the rules because of Su Wanwan. After all, her The face is not that big. Besides, there is still me! Even if she succeeds in tossing, I will not let her get what she wants. I have you as an artist in my hand, and there is no reason to let my artist suffer. Hey, I'll fight to the death!"

Actually, what Luo Mingqiu wants to say is that behind Jiang Zitong is the entire Shan family, whoever offends her is looking for death.

It's just that some things didn't pierce the layer of paper in the end, so Luo Mingqiu had to pretend to be stupid.

After filming the day's scenes, Jiang Zitong went back to the Dunhuang Hotel in the nanny car, but she couldn't wait for Shan Yuting to come back, because she was too sleepy and fell asleep.

When Jiang Zitong was woken up by the alarm the next morning, she realized that the man seemed to have not returned overnight.

When Jiang Zitong was eating breakfast, he asked Butler Ling, and found out that the man thought she would not come back at night, so he slept directly in the company.

Thinking back, Jiang Zitong realized that he really didn't tell Shan Yuting about coming back, so he sent him a message on WeChat with a guilty conscience: "Honey, what are you doing? I'm here to investigate!"

Shan Yuting quickly replied: "Yeah, I'm still lying on the bed with a big beauty in my arms."

"??"

After posting three question marks, Jiang Zitong sent a dynamic emoticon: Are you hiding something from me?

"you guess."

"Guess me, guess or not?" Jiang Zitong quickly finished eating the buns in his hand, and shouted to Butler Ling, "Uncle Ling, Uncle Ling, I want to pack a breakfast for Shan Yuting. By the way, let the restaurant Prepare lunch together. For soup, let’s have wild ginseng and pigeon soup. At eleven o’clock, have someone send it to the company for Ah Ting and Qiwei.”

"Okay, I'll deliver it at noon later. After going to the company, young mistress, will you go back to shoot directly? Will you come back that night? Do you need blood swallow in a stew cup?"

Steward Ling listened to Jiang Zitong's explanation, and directly placed an order for the kitchen with the teleportation tablet, not forgetting to worry about whether she was working hard and whether she needed to arrange supplements.

"I don't know yet tonight, let's stew it first. Remember to stew one more cup. If I don't come back, Ah Ting will drink both cups."

Jiang Zitong took the lunch box that Butler Ling handed over, and put the unfinished snacks on the table into the insulated boxes respectively. She also put millet pumpkin porridge and fish porridge in two insulated buckets.

Butler Ling stood aside, helping each other from time to time, and putting the lunch boxes into thermal bags one by one.

Shan Yuting has not received Jiang Zitong's reply, slightly impatient to wait, so he directly dumped the phone.

Jiang Zitong and Butler Ling were busy together, and when they answered the phone, they pressed the speakerphone: "What's wrong? I'm busy! You lie down for a while, get up and wash up in 10 minutes, and I'll be there soon. I'll give it to you." You deliver breakfast, by the way...cough cough...check the post!"

"Sounds pretty good."

Shan Yuting was in a good mood, his wife took the initiative to send him a message early in the morning, and even came to bring him breakfast in person, and his sense of happiness was instantly overwhelming.

But he quickly realized one thing: "You went home last night? Didn't you say you couldn't come back before?"