Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

The female star who was reading the script with the director late at night saw this news, pushed the director away and stood up.

"Jiang Jie, why are you so crazy in the middle of the night? You won the lottery! Don't you want the second female lead in the new drama?"

Jiang Jie stared at the phone with wide eyes.

Confirmed again, this is indeed a message from Jingnan's second master. Then she got dressed and picked up the script, and said proudly: "In the new drama, it seems that I am the first female lead."

After saying that, Zizi left.

Early the next morning, Jiang Jie painted her eyebrows and rushed to Zongheng wearing a cheongsam.

Sun Hexi specially asked her to wear this, but she always felt that this pale lotus-colored cheongsam painted with wintersweet was too plain. I couldn't help but think about it all the way, the taste of this big boss is quite special.

Do you like something cool and noble?

Chen left it in the office and stayed up all night again. I read all the information about Jiu Shi Entertainment sent by Sun Hexi.

Jiushi Entertainment has more than 50 artists.

Three new movies are currently being prepared, and a lot of effort has been put into early investment and post-production promotion. It seems that they want to monopolize the theater screens during the Spring Festival.

However, these three films are all large-scale productions. They have calculated the cost privately and estimated the cost at 15 billion.

What does 15 billion mean? In today's world where self-media is rampant, the country's leading entertainment company has a stable revenue of only 5 million yuan a year.

If Zhu Yan loses all the 15 billion...

Chen Fang leaned back on the boss's chair, crossed his legs, held a pen between his fingers, and tapped the table regularly.

Sun Hexi knocked on the door and came in, and saw a ruffian with an inch hair frowning and meditating at his desk.

No matter how you look at it, something is wrong. Chen Fang's chiseled, neat and stern appearance, coupled with the black diamond in his ear, can always make a straight black suit look like a prison.

For example, now, he has his suit open, and the black shirt underneath is unbuttoned all the way to his chest, half of his strong chest muscles are exposed, and you can immediately imagine the muscles extending downward.

He was leaning lazily in this new Chinese-style office, staring at the information on the solid wood table with slightly frowning eyebrows. It's not like studying some business war, but like...thinking about where to bury people today.

Sun Hexi smiled and said: "Boss, breakfast is ready. Will it be brought in for you later?"

"I'm going to box first."

Chen Fang pinched the back of his neck to relieve the stiffness from not sleeping all night, then got up and walked to the boxing room on the second floor.

When he is extremely tired, a good beating will make him feel better. When walking through the corridor, Leng Buding saw an osmanthus tree outside the window.

Chen Fang lowered his eyes, and he remembered the cold green fishtail skirt Song Weiyu wore yesterday. Her waist was already thin, but wearing that dress, it seemed that she could control it with both hands.

As he thought about it, he felt his muscles tighten, and he swallowed and began to take off his suit.

There were already ten people waiting for him in the boxing room.

"Good morning, boss..."

A Xiao looked at Chen Fang, who looked bad today, and raised his eyebrows at Sun Hexi, with a strong sense of asking for help.

Sun Hexi said silently: "I'm here to vent my dissatisfaction."

Ah Xiao was stubborn, frowning and thinking blindly. The boss went out to look for his sister-in-law last night and came back at midnight. Are you still dissatisfied after such a long time?

So how can we be full?

Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Fang took him by the collar and threw him on the stage. After a few rounds, A Xiao lay on the ground and waved his hands: "Boss, please replace me, I can't do it anymore."

Chen Fang became more and more comfortable with the beating. He lay down for five times in half an hour, but the stiffness in his body did not ease at all.

Instead, I thought about Song Weiyu more and more, and my mind was filled with the sight of her lying on the sofa, and I felt like I was really going to explode.

"Let's put the rest together." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and changed into a black leather wristband.

Sun Hexi watched Chen Fang beat five strong men on the stage. His muscles were stretched all over and he was merciless in his attacks.

He thought to himself, could it be that his sister-in-law no longer follows him? When he came back last night, he looked like he didn't want to be near strangers.

Also, if he were Song Weiyu, he would definitely choose to live a stable life with Mr. Fu.

Who would be willing to tremble and follow a man who fights and kills every day, and his life becomes less and less with each passing day.

He clicked his tongue and told the people around him: "Go, call Jiang Jie up, and wait for the woman on the first floor early in the morning."

If the boss can't get his sister-in-law, then he can find a substitute to make do, right?

By the time Chen Fang knocked down five people and the boxing room was filled with howls, Jiang Jie was already holding a towel and watching dumbfounded.

She had seen all the big guys working in nightclubs in the capital, and they either had sinister faces or receding hairlines. The man in front of her simply overturned her understanding.

Just now I watched him boxing, and his well-fitted tendons burst out with powerful force in every part of his body. His shoulder muscles tightened and contracted with the punches, as tirelessly as a machine.

She swallowed and watched Chen Fang jump off the boxing ring.

He was bare-chested and boxing in trousers. The belt was still tied around the man's strong waist. The muscle lines on his waist and abdomen extended down into the trousers. He simply didn't dare to think about it anymore.

As he got closer, he could see the man's face clearly. Star eyebrows and sharp eyes, smooth outline, very beautiful. But there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyebrows, and his eyes revealed some justice, making it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

After Chen Fang wiped the sweat from his face, his eyes fell on the woman next to Sun Hexi, and he was stunned when he looked at her face. His eyes moved down and he frowned at her plain cheongsam.

A hint of disgust flashed through his eyes.

He remembered that Song Weiyu wore a cheongsam with white magnolia hand-painted by a calligraphy master. When she first put it on, it was raining hazy outside. The rain was so light that it created a mist-like mist.

At that time, she was holding an umbrella and standing in the haze, like a magnolia, waiting for him with a smile.

He didn't take an umbrella, but strode over and stood outside her umbrella.

She persistently moved the umbrella between the two of them, reached out to hold his arm and whispered: "Come in, you're caught in the rain."

He remained calm, kept his distance, and said calmly: "I'm wet, don't get it on you."

She hummed unhappily, put the umbrella into his hand, and slid it into the crook of his arm: "I'm wearing high heels. If it slips, it won't be you who will feel so bad."

The umbrella in my memory was just enough to cover two people stuck together.

Chen Fang looked slightly lost in Jiang Jie's cheongsam, and Sun Hexi felt that he had done this perfectly!

He quickly scolded Jiang Jie: "Why are you standing there, wiping the sweat of the boss! After making him happy, you can choose the heroine script as you like."

Jiang Jie hurried up to greet him. With the boss looking like this, she would be willing to join him even if he didn't get a movie role.

A pair of hands took the initiative to reach under Chen Fang's arms, rubbing against his tight lines due to the intense boxing. Then he handed over the towel: "Mr. Chen, why are you sweating so much? Let me wipe it for you."

Take a towel and wipe it on him.

The strong smell of perfume came, Chen Fang frowned and tried to push it away, when he heard the phone ringing in his suit pocket.

Sun Hexi glanced at the number, which ended in 7777, and hurriedly handed it over: "It's my sister-in-law."