On the bone

He came out late but appeared in the private room earlier than them. When Ning Huiran followed Su Lulu and Mu Mingyi in, he saw the person sitting next to Jiang Yuhan.

The man has regular facial features and a well-proportioned figure. The shirt on his body is flat, as if it has been carefully ironed. He sits on the sofa directly opposite the private room with his legs folded. Ning Huiran's eyes stopped for a moment, then he raised his head and found that the other party was also looking at him.

Out of politeness, Ning Huiran smiled, and the man returned the same smile, shallow but soft and warm.

A hand suddenly appeared to pull the man up, Jiang Yuhan cast a wary and resentful look at Ning Huiran, and said in his mouth: "Godfather, let's sit over." Leading the man to a seat, he passed Ning Huiran's side and bumped into him fiercely. hit him.

Looking at the past coldly, Ning Huiran was thinking in his heart how to mess with Jiang Yuhan, where would be the least risk of getting caught in the hot searches, and when he turned his head back, he met Mu Mingyi's eyes unexpectedly, this The man shook his head gently at him...

Ning Huiran's eyes widened, as if he was caught in shock and at a loss.

Su Lulu changed from the previous outfit, wearing a thin black suit, with thin white legs under the shorts, walking on the awl-like stiletto shoes with wind, which is very eye-catching.

This is the equipment, the battle armor before the fight.

Ning Huiran, who was waiting outside the women's bathroom at that time, didn't know its function and meaning, so he asked Mu Mingyi impatiently: "Why does Sister Su change clothes? Isn't she dressed well?"

With Su Lulu's handbag hanging on his wrist, Mu Mingyi shortened the long gold chain on the bag in his hand, and continued to look down at the phone: "She likes to change, that's what women do."

"There's so much going on."

With a bad tone, Ning Huiran uttered a word of "fuck" vaguely.

Mu Mingyi heard it and raised his eyes to look at him.

After a while, Su Lulu came out of the bathroom with her culottes, but Mu Mingyi didn't return the bag to her in time, but deliberately slowed down and approached Ning Huiran when Su Lulu walked ahead arrogantly.

Rubbing him with his shoulder, Mu Mingyi lowered his voice: "Button me."

Stopping, Ning Huiran looked suspiciously at the hand holding the bag from this man's face, and Mu Mingyi calmly brought up the reason: "I have my hand occupied, please help me."

After being dazed for less than a second, Ning Huiran started to fasten the shirt button under Mu Mingyi's neck that Su Lulu had unbuttoned, his hands moved with the other's body, Mu Mingyi leaned over, and bowed his head in Ning Huiran's ear : "She will remove this one."

Ning Huiran immediately shifted his gaze to Mu Mingyi's face.

Su Lulu sensed that something was wrong behind her, she turned to look at the two of them, clicked her tongue in annoyance, and asked Mu Mingyi to give her the bag.

After entering the private room, Su Lulu couldn't leave her hand on the cigarette. Just like she was in the car later, inhaling second-hand smoke was far more uncomfortable than smoking by herself. Ning Huiran rubbed her nose and frowned inadvertently.

A man's deep voice sounded next to his ear: "Mr. Su is really a woman who doesn't give in to a man. He smokes men all the time. It's amazing."

Sitting next to Wu Jianzhong was something Ning Huiran did not expect. At that time, he was seated with Mu Mingyi. First, Su Lulu switched to Mu Mingyi's left because he didn't want to sit on Wu Jianzhong's side. Jiang Yuhan ran over to intervene, forcing his way between him and Mu Mingyi.

Finally, the person sitting next to him was Wu Jianzhong.

Ning Huiran didn't have any more thoughts. Although he wasn't too disgusted, he still frowned at the strong smell of perfume emanating from Wu Jianzhong's body. He didn't like to smell it.

Then Su Lulu twitched, forcing him to frown even tighter.

Su Lulu was very unfriendly, rolled her eyes, and twisted the cigarette into the ashtray: "Mr. Wu has chased me here, and he didn't come here to see me smoking. What the hell are you talking about?"

Facing Su Lulu's rude offense, Wu Jianzhong just lowered his eyes, tapped his fingers on the table lightly and rhythmically, and his sleeves shook accordingly, and the scent rushed over, not only the taste, but every time he moved the edge of the sleeve, he would rub against Ning Huiran With bare arms, Ning Huiran moved away.

Jiang Yuhan couldn't sit still.

He jumped up imposingly, and asked Su Lulu if she brushed her teeth when she came out, her mouth smelled like a gutter.

"Jiang Shao, you've only been popular for a few days, how dare you talk to me like that," Su Lulu called Jiang Yuhan by his real name, and Su Lulu didn't intend to save him face: "I forgot how you knelt at the door of my office and begged for my forgiveness? Why don't we just change the owner to lick it? It's still a dog, is there any difference?"

Before Wu Jianzhong paid for Jiang Yuhan's termination of the contract and ransom him to Lingkun Entertainment, Jiang Yuhan's employer was indeed Su Lulu. This was a past he was reluctant to mention, including the name Jiang Shao.

His face was pale, and Jiang Yuhan gritted his teeth loudly.

Mu Mingyi spoke at this time and said to Su Lulu, "You don't need to say such things."

His voice was very deep, but his face was not so deep.

Su Lulu was startled, and smiled dryly, showing a little timidity: "You have been the best with him for so many years, he is really blessed..."

"Even if it's a dog, beating a dog depends on the owner, Su Lulu," Wu Jianzhong said slowly, leaning back and raising his head, his raised jaw cast a large shadow, showing an air of calm and prestige: "I have to reconsider The price of Zhishang may not even be half of what it was before.”

"Who are you threatening?!" Su Lulu raised her voice, but she could hear a little trembling.

"You may not be very clear, Dou Zhan, Xu Chuheng, or that Bai Zi who came out of the variety show a while ago are all looking for various relationships to contact me in private," Wu Jianzhong rubbed his chin with his hands, showing a troubled look: "They are so hot. Generally speaking, there is no prospect of business level and personal conditions, and I wanted to leave it to you, after all, you have no one."

Su Lulu's face was sallow.

"Looking at it this way, I don't really need to buy it."

Wu Jianzhong was a little confused about himself.

"Okay, I don't believe I can't survive without you, there are already too many people waiting in line to buy me." It was not something glorious, Su Lulu put her hands on her forehead and closed her eyes after she finished speaking.

"Really? Think about it again." Wu Jianzhong took it easy.

Is really not.

Not to mention whether Zhishangtian Entertainment still has acquisition value, as long as it is Wu Jianzhong's eye, no one wants to find and take away his food, and there will be no other company.

"Then die, I won't play anymore, even if it goes bankrupt and liquidated, I won't give you Zhishang!" Su Lulu said harshly, her eyes flushed.

Wu Jianzhong pursed his lips, smiling brightly: "The company is yours, you can do whatever you want, no one will care about it."

For Su Lulu, Zhishang is her life's painstaking effort, but for Wu Jianzhong, it's just a plaything, bought as a gift for Jiang Yuhan.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Su has a copy of 'Spring Time' which is pending approval, do you know about this?" Mu Mingyi suddenly spoke, asking Wu Jianzhong.

The other party gave an "um" and said that he had heard it a little bit.

Su Lulu sneered when she heard the words: "I heard? It has been delayed for a long time to pass the trial, and all my funds are fucking frozen in it. You just 'heard'? Doesn't your conscience hurt you Wu Jianzhong?!"

Ignoring her, Mu Mingyi continued: "I've read this book, and I'm very interested in it."

Wu Jianzhong raised his eyebrows, Su Lulu looked back at him.

"Let's invest at a ratio of six to three." Before Su Lulu could ask anything, Mu Mingyi turned to her and said, "Mr. Wu is one, I am three, and you are six."

"What about the profit?" Wu Jianzhong asked.

"On the other hand," Mu Mingyi turned his face back, and replied, "Mr. Wu is six, I am three, and Sister Su is one."

Su Lulu was about to choke: "What are you talking about?! I vote [-]% and get [-]% of the money!!"

As if he didn't hear it, Mu Mingyi only asked Wu Jianzhong: "What's Mr. Wu's plan?"

"Very nice, I agree." He smiled.

"Ayi!!" Su Lulu screamed, trying to pull Mu Mingyi's arm with such force.

"Do you have a better way to get out of the predicament in front of you?" Mu Mingyi asked Su Lulu calmly: "If you don't want to give up Zhishang, you can only fight again. Once you pass the trial, [-]% of the funds released will be enough , This book is fully entrusted to me. The casting of the director and crew is all done in my studio. Although you only have [-]% of the income, Mr. Wu has very good theater resources, and I will try my best to help you make a good film. Cheng can be brought back to life, have you considered this?"

After Su Lulu showed blank, panic, and decadent superimposed expressions, she slumped down on the chair like a suffocated balloon.

Jiang Yuhan had a happy smile on his face, and then he picked up a phone call and walked out of the private room, and then symbolically toasted and drank together to celebrate. The red wine that came up was almost sober.

As the person with the lowest seniority in the room, Ning Huiran obediently stood up and took the towel to prepare for pouring wine. Mu Mingyi didn't let him do this, he was afraid that his hands and feet would be clumsy, so he asked him to wait for Jiang Yuhan.

Wu Jianzhong didn't care.

Tell Mu Mingyi, but look at Ning Huiran: "Let him do it."

Ning Huiran once worked as a waiter in a high-end western restaurant when he was in college, and he was trained in the posture and technique of pouring wine. The wine juice was slowly poured into the goblet from the mouth of the cup, and accompanied by the aroma of the wine, there was an inaudible sound...

At this moment, Jiang Yuhan returned to the private room, and he saw Ning Huiran who was pouring wine for Wu Jianzhong at a glance, and immediately went up to grab it, but was stopped by Mu Mingyi.

After all, the hand holding the bottle was still affected. With one hand behind Ning Huiran's back, the mouth of the bottle shook, and some spilled out. He held it at the high foot of the wine glass, and Wu Jianzhong's hand was dyed a large amount of wine red.

Startled, Ning Huiran hurried to get the paper drawers next to him, wanting to clean it up for Wu Jianzhong.

But the other party shook his head at him, brought his hand to his mouth to lick, and rubbed his lips, Ning Huiran watched helplessly as this man stretched out his tongue to lick the wine on the back of his hand.

Wu Jianzhong stared at him while licking.