Dressed as a film star in coquettish green tea

Speaking of which, no director feels that he has ample money in his hands, but not all investors throw money in without saying a word.

Ji Yuxuan felt that there was no need for Rong Teng to throw money into it.He said at the time that this drama was his compensation.The so-called compensation is a one-off, which funder will control the little lover for the rest of his life?

Ji Yuxuan was thinking about the savings in his hand. If Song Ping was really short of money, he would take out his own money for emergency relief, and if it didn't work, he would use the check. After all, it was his hard work. Playing is like a son brought up by a handful of shit and piss, he can't die halfway.

Rong Teng didn't speak immediately, but Su Beichen picked up the topic, "Director Song, the crew wants to save money. There are many ways. Just like the hotel that our crew booked, the specifications can be lowered. The daily food standard doesn’t have to be so high.”

Su Beichen continued with that clean and bright face: "You see, even a newcomer like me who knows nothing knows how to save money. Don't you, a great director, know how to save money?"

These words seemed calm, but every sentence hit Song Ping in the face.

Song Ping's face was flushed red, he didn't know if it was from being dry or from drinking.He muttered for a long time, "In fact, our hotel and food are of normal specifications, not high standards."

Su Beichen had already drunk several glasses of red wine at this time, but his face didn't show any color at all. Instead, he became paler. He bent his eyes and said with a smile, "Director Song, I'm just making an analogy, I don't really want to start from Save on this, you can find other places.”

Song Ping smiled and said nothing, and the others didn't say much.

In fact, it is not Su Beichen who has the decision-making power, but Rong Teng. As long as Rong Teng does not speak, they will have hope.

Ji Yuxuan felt that if Rong Teng said this, he would be convinced, but when Su Beichen said this, he felt uncomfortable no matter how he heard it, as if Su Beichen had become Rong Teng's spokesperson, and Rong Teng had no decision-making power .

Is it necessary to spoil a person like this?

Ji Yuxuan felt his heart throbbing, he raised the wine in the glass, swallowed it down again, and said to Song Ping: "Director Song, I still have some savings, if you are really short of money, I will take it first." emergency help."

Song Ping didn't expect Ji Yuxuan to say such a thing, he was taken aback for a while and said, "This is not very good, is it?"

Ji Yuxuan wanted to say what's wrong with this.As a result, Rong Teng next to him said, "Director Song, go back and do some calculations to see how much is still missing, and report to Huang Xing."

Song Ping didn't expect that Rong Teng really planned to invest more money in it, and his face was full of gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Rong!"

Song Ping got extra rewards from drinking this time, excitedly kept toasting Rong Teng, and took Ji Yuxuan to drink several cups by the way.At the end, Ji Yuxuan felt that he was already drunk and couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

"Mr. Ji's drinking capacity is really bad." Su Beichen turned to Rong Teng after speaking, "It's getting late, let's go back."

Rong Teng glanced at Ji Yuxuan who was propping his forehead with his hand and blushing, and said without looking back: "You go back first, I'll let Huang Xing see you off, I still have something to tell Song Ping."

Su Beichen hesitated to speak, and finally stood up and left the box.

Song Ping's drinking capacity was not bad, although his face was flushed, he was not drunk, so he immediately cheered up and asked, "Mr. Rong, what else do you have to tell me?"

"Oh, it's nothing," Rong Teng said casually, "I called a car for you, be careful on the way back."

Song Ping: "..."

After a while, Rong Teng and Ji Yuxuan were left in the messy box.

Ji Yuxuan was dozing off with his head propped on his hands, but he dozed so hard that his head slipped off his hands and almost hit the teacup in front of him. Fortunately, Rong Teng quickly helped him get the cup side.

Ji Yuxuan managed to regain his sanity, hurried to grab the wine glass, raised it up, looked at the front in confusion, and the words came out of his mouth, "Come on, let's have another drink! If you don't get drunk, you won't go home." If you don’t get drunk, you won’t return.”

Rong Teng looked at Ji Yuxuan's pretended sobriety, subconsciously ticked up the corner of his mouth.

Ji Yuxuan didn't realize that all his performances fell into Rong Teng's eyes, and he put the empty wine glass to his mouth, as if he wanted to take a sip, but he didn't know that there was no wine in the glass.

At this time, his fair face was covered with a light layer of powder, his lips were also dazzled bright red by alcohol, his fine eyelashes vibrated physiologically, and his small Adam's apple was exposed, sliding up and down slightly.

Rong Teng's smile gradually subsided, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

He stepped forward and put his hand on the back of Ji Yuxuan's, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, everyone is gone, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Ji Yuxuan didn't know why his body shook violently, he hurriedly wanted to shake off Rong Teng's hand, and said with his tongue out, "Mr. Rong, please...respect yourself."

Rong Teng clenched Ji Yuxuan's wrist, pulled him up, and asked slightly surprised: "Can you recognize who I am?"

Ji Yuxuan looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, and then pointed to his own eyes, "Do you think my eyes seem blind?"

Listening to him speaking soberly, Rong Teng frowned, a trace of disappointment slipped across his face.

"Let's go, everyone is gone, I'll take you back to the hotel."

"Everyone's gone?" Ji Yuxuan shook his head, staring inexplicably, "Where did he go? Isn't Director Song still there? There's also producer Yu, the assistant director."

Rong Teng looked in the direction of his finger, there were only empty chairs, how could there be half a figure?

Rong Teng said tentatively, "Song Ping has already left."

Ji Yuxuan pointed two fingers at his own eyes, "I'm not blind."

Rong Teng: "..."

It seems that he was mistaken for the first time, he was really drunk.

Now that he was drunk, Rong Teng no longer had any scruples, and simply pulled Ji Yuxuan into his arms, put his arms around his waist, fingered the broken hair around his ears, and muttered in a low voice, "Everyone Drunk like this and still pretending."

Ji Yuxuan didn't hear what Rong Teng said, but felt his ears were a little itchy, he shrunk his neck subconsciously, and pouted, "Don't touch me, itches."

Ji Yuxuan's eyes were wet at the moment, because he was drunk, showing a charming expression, like a pure young deer that accidentally strayed into a hunter's forbidden area.

Rong Teng couldn't hold back for a moment, lowered his head and put his lips on his lips.

Ji Yuxuan froze for a moment, then frowned, as if he was very resistant to the kiss, he tilted his head slightly, avoiding Rong Teng's kiss.

But Rong Teng was not so easy to dismiss, he pinched his wobbly chin, and blocked his mouth again.

This time, Ji Yuxuan didn't resist anymore, and gradually began to respond.

Du Li saw that everyone else had left downstairs, so Ji Yuxuan didn't come down, and he didn't reply to his message, so he ran up directly, and saw such an exciting scene through the crack of the door at a glance .

Du Li wailed in his heart, I'm going to make a fuss, what's going on?

Haven't the two already broken up?Why are you still kissing so hard now?

Du Li is neither advancing nor retreating.

If the old relationship between the two rekindled, wouldn't he disturb the good things of the two if he went in?But if his brother Ji was forced, wouldn't he be helping the evildoers?

While he was hesitating, a waiter's voice came from behind him, "Hello, do you need any help?"

Du Li hurriedly looked at the movement inside.

Apparently Rong Teng has heard the commotion outside, he has finished the passionate kiss just now, and holds Ji Yuxuan in front of his chest.

Du Li stepped in bravely, and whispered, "Mr. Rong."

Rong Teng hummed in a low voice, and finally said: "Your brother Ji is drunk, let him go back to sleep in a while."

Du Li hurried forward to help Ji Yuxuan over, lowering his head and not daring to look at Rong Teng's face at the moment, "Yes, Mr. Rong, I understand."

After giving instructions, Rong Teng took his coat and left.

At this moment, Du Li dared to breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly looked at Ji Yuxuan who was in a daze.

"Brother Ji, wake up, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Ji Yuxuan barely regained consciousness for two minutes, and followed Du Li out of the hotel.

Although Ji Yuxuan was not heavy, he was still an adult after all, and the weight was there. Du Li was so tired that he was panting heavily when he put him on the bed.

Ji Yuxuan rubbed comfortably on his pillow twice, and fell asleep completely satisfied.

Du Li covered him with the quilt, touched the sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help muttering: "Brother Ji, do you think I will tell you what happened just now when you wake up tomorrow? Hey, it's mainly about tolerance." He didn't do anything, just kissed you. However, with the relationship between the two of you now, shouldn't he kiss you?"

Du Li said that he was dumbfounded. He rubbed the back of his head and felt that it must be because he had never been in a relationship that he was so entangled.

Forget it, let's talk about the situation tomorrow.

The next day, Ji Yuxuan woke up dizzy and dizzy.

"Hmm..." Ji Yuxuan covered his head and frowned, what did he do yesterday, why did his head hurt so much?

Slowly Ji Yuxuan remembered what he did last night, three glasses of red and one of white, this amount of alcohol was simply unbearable for the original owner, no wonder he was so uncomfortable now.

At this moment, Du Li opened the door and walked in, handed over the things in his hand, "Brother Ji, I bought you the hangover soup, you can drink some."

Ji Yuxuan looked up at him, Du Li was holding a plastic box in his hand, inside it looked like soup.

"Thank you, Duli, I'm suffering as hell right now."

Du Li hurriedly opened the box, took out the spoon and handed it to Ji Yuxuan.

Speaking of hangover soup, it's not delicious, it tastes very strong, but it can make him feel better, and he can still accept this taste.

After holding back the hangover soup, he passed the plastic box in his hand to Du Li, and when he looked up, he saw Du Li was looking at him with a complicated face.

"what happened?"

Du Li took the box and asked tentatively, "Brother Ji, how much do you remember about last night?"