The male gods are vying to be my father

Yu Quan apologized.

He recorded a 5-minute video, explaining how he used to buy the navy and how he didn't end up in person, encouraging other starlets and fans to discredit Rong Zhi.

Tears fell.

However, it was criticized: no emotion.

His Weibo comment area has fallen——

"I originally thought that Yu Quan had acting skills, but today I found out that I was wrong. I couldn't stop crying even if I apologized, it's a bad review."

"That's really narrow-minded, it turned out that it was because Rong Zhi stole his headlines, speechless..."

"I always feel that Yu Quan is so brainless that he was used as a gun."

"I kind of regret being a fan of you, your crying scene is really terrible."

Yu Quan scrolled through the homepage expressionlessly.

On the homepage are the microblogs reposted by various bigwigs to justify the names of Rong Zhi and Tang Xiaoyun.That Weibo was sent by Zhou Jing's company, and it also attached a photo of a lawyer's letter.

Several parties joined forces.

The Internet smearing campaign that Bounce had not been in for two days was completely suppressed, and there was no sign of a comeback left.

Yu Quan rumpled his hair frantically.

Who would have thought?

Who would have thought that Rong Zhi and Tang Xiaoyun, no matter who these two people are, there is a great god who can't be shaken?

Yu Quan didn't want to apologize, but he had to compromise.

Unless he wants to completely cut off this acting career.

Although it looks pretty much the same now.

Yu Quan was looking around helplessly.

Rong Zhi, who kept his ears to the outside world, met the screenwriter of "Song Shi Mingyue" again, and this time, the screenwriter Chen Rong brought an assistant, a very young girl.

Chen Rong's dress has also changed this time.

Because of Zhou Jing's generosity, her poor living standard has been improved, and the realization of self-worth at work has also changed her temperament.

She looked gentler and more confident and generous.

"This is Zhao Yuanyuan." Chen Rong pointed to the little girl beside her, "I used to work in Jinjiang City, the largest women's literature base."

The little girl stared at Rong Zhi, her eyes sparkled, and she raised her little hand: "I'm good at writing emotional scenes."

Rong Zhi handed her a bag of potato chips: "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat!" Zhao Yuanyuan took it and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "I have seen your previous film and television works, and I like you very much."

Rong Zhi was not very good at dealing with little girls, so he could only give a low "huh".

At this time, Zhou Jing pushed the door in and said in a low voice: "The contract is finalized, and now the crew is almost formed, and it will start up in about a year. Zhizhi, is it okay?"

Chen Rong and Zhao Yuanyuan were a little afraid of him, and instinctively shrank back.

Rong Zhi was afraid that Zhou Jing would be sad, so he quickly smiled: "Okay, no problem!"

Zhou Jing responded in a low voice, raised his hand cautiously, and stroked Rong Zhi's hair. After finding that Rong Zhi hadn't moved, Zhou Jing rubbed it a little harder.

what.

Relieve fatigue.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Rong Zhi raised his head suddenly.

"What?" Zhou Jing withdrew his hand at once, then lowered his eyes slightly, trying to keep his face from being so hostile: "Huh?"

"My grandpa and grandma are coming to see me."

Zhou Jing's facial features were tense, his fingers were closed, and his whole body stood there motionless like a needle that stabilized the sea.

day!

Squeaky Grandpa!

Squeaky grandma!

What a ruthless person Zhou Jing is, almost none of the old people in Zhou's family escaped his palm.

He only knows how to deal with those vicious old men and old women.

But I don't know how to face... Zhi Zhi's grandparents.

After the new project meeting ended that day, Zhou Jing called Yan Shihan.

Yan Shihan looked at the calendar and knew that the date was approaching, and there was a heavy stone in his heart, and he was extremely irritable.

The two had no choice but to make an appointment for a meal in private without telling Rong Zhi.

Oh, the theme of this meal is - how to deal with grandpa and grandma fighting.

Of course, the name of the Secondary School comes from Jian Jun.

Because Jian Junyi forced his way into the meal.

Yue Zheng, who was abandoned far away in New York, just woke up from a hangover.

He picked up the coat scattered on the side, put it on his body casually, then took out his mobile phone first, and sent a text message to Rong Zhi: Good morning.

Although the text message seemed meaningless, Yue Zheng had persisted for several days.

After the distribution is over, he will go downstairs for breakfast.

"Sir, you have a package." The Filipino maid put a dusty box in front of Yue Zheng.

The Filipino maid carefully looked at Yue Zheng's expression, ready to throw it out at any time.

After all, it doesn't look like something the husband would buy.

Yue Zheng glanced at it: "Take a knife and take it apart."

Then he set his sights on the breakfast and newspaper in front of him.

Yue Zheng cut open the sandwich on the plate.

He picked up the newspaper in one hand and threw it on the ground, with a slightly cold expression: "Now all kinds of garbage can be reported."

Foreign media are also keen to write about the grievances of wealthy families.

What is published in today's newspaper is a scandal of a wealthy family.

Yue Zheng felt that this breakfast was not very pleasant.

Newspapers are not good enough.

Breakfast is not good enough either.

beside……

Sitting next to no one squeaks, much less good enough.

At least when Rong Zhi was around, he would feel miraculously relaxed and comforted just by glancing at Rong Zhi.

Bad food just doesn't feel so bad.

And Squeaky might like the smoked bacon and creamy cheese stuffed inside...

Just as she was thinking, the Filipino maid next to her ear suddenly exclaimed.

"What?" Yue Zheng cast his gaze over.

But I saw a pair of bear gloves lying in the box that had been opened.

It also has a label on it.

$5.

It's the cheapest thing in the city.

The Filipino maid picked up the box: "Sorry sir, I probably took it by mistake, I'll throw it away now."

But Yue Zheng grabbed her tightly: "Wait."

Yue Zheng took out the pair of gloves and slipped his fingers into them.

Not too big, not too small, just right.

Is it a gift from Zhizhi?

Yue Zheng couldn't help but chuckled lightly while holding his forehead.

That day he said he wanted Zhizhi's bear gloves, but in fact he just wanted to find a topic to talk to Zhizhi for a few more words, but he didn't expect that Zhizhi really bought it for him.

5 dollars is not much, but it is the most precious 5 dollars!

Yue Zheng finally understood why those parents, even if they just received a broken plasticine from their children, were as happy as if they had received the car keys of a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Yue Zheng carefully hung the lanyard of the bear glove around his neck.

Then just got up and left.

"Sir? Your breakfast?"

Eat breakfast?

What else do you have for breakfast?

Now go give Squeaky a call!

Filipino maid:? ? ?

The author has something to say: When a question mark appears on the face of a Filipino maid, it is a real black question mark jpg!