147 I can't get used to seeing women being bullied

After leaving the hospital, Mo Xiaoxi looked at the time and went straight to a high-end Western restaurant, where a screenwriter made an appointment to meet her, saying that there was a new play, and he felt that she was very suitable to play the female number one, and wanted to have a deeper conversation with her.

Mo Xiaoxi has always felt that the entertainment industry is too dirty and complicated, and she has thought about quitting the acting industry, but now, for Luo Ming, in order to attract his attention, Mo Xiaoxi thinks that the most direct way is that she can become popular, so that she and Luo Ming don't want to be too far apart, she can match Luo Ming, and the possibility of meeting will increase.

After Mo Xiaoxi arrived at the restaurant, the screenwriter who wanted to see did not arrive.

Mo Xiaoxi thought, screenwriter, even if it's not a big brand, you have to pretend to be a big brand, it's time to wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait for an hour and a half for the broken screenwriter to arrive, if it wasn't for Luo Ming who had been thinking about it in his heart, Mo Xiaoxi would have left a long time ago.

As soon as the half-old man broke the screenwriter appeared, his face was really cold, as if he was condescending and condescending.

Of course, Mo Xiaoxi knows very well what she is doing today, so she has to have a hot face against a cold ass.

The broken screenwriter sat opposite Mo Xiaoxi, and kept asking some marginal questions, but he didn't mention the new drama and the female number one at all.

Mo Xiaoxi was patient, just don't go too far, she answered everything she could.

After talking for half an hour, the screenwriter finally put the topic on the new play, and the screenwriter said, "My new play is about various entanglements between a young lady and a guest, so there will be various bed scenes in this play, I don't know if Miss Mo has any experience in acting in bed scenes." ”

When Mo Xiaoxi heard this, she was stunned, no one told her that she wanted her to play a prostitute?!

Mo Xiaoxi couldn't help but shake, and there was a feeling of thunder rolling.

"I'm sorry, it's not impossible to act in bed scenes, but, I want to know, how big is the scale?" Mo Xiaoxi asked weakly.

The screenwriter smiled lewdly, "You can be as big as you want, and, as long as you want, I can let you experience it for yourself before the play." ”

Mo Xiaoxi was thundered again, "Screenwriter, what do you mean by this?"

The screenwriter glanced at Mo Xiaoxi with an expression of 'you just pretend', "Miss Mo, in our industry, you won't even understand this meaning, right?!"

Hearing what the screenwriter said, Mo Xiaoxi immediately understood, she couldn't help but sneer, and looked at the screenwriter who deliberately asked, "I really don't understand, please ask the screenwriter to say it clearly." ”

In fact, Mo Xiaoxi just wants to understand how naked this screenwriter is.

The screenwriter also smiled, looking at Mo Xiaoxi's eyes with a hint of obscenity, "Miss Mo, you are a third-rate person, don't pretend to be pure, sleep with me and the director for a few nights, and you can win the role of the female number one, which is a good thing for pie in the sky." ”

Mo Xiaoxi looked at the disgusting and obscene appearance of the broken screenwriter, smiled coldly, and without saying a word, picked up a full glass of water in front of him and quickly splashed it on the face of the broken screenwriter.

Before the broken screenwriter could react, the whole glass of water was splashed on his face, and after the broken screenwriter reacted, his face turned blue, and he didn't say a word, he took the water in front of him and splashed it towards Mo Xiaoxi.

Mo Xiaoxi turned her head to one side, and the whole glass of water splashed on the side of her face, and then slid down her Shengxue's skin, quickly wetting the clothes on her chest.

This scene of splashing immediately attracted the attention of others, and the people who dined in the restaurant turned their eyes to Mo Xiaoxi, and this scene happened to fall into the eyes of Luo Ming, who had just come out of the private room after eating with his friends.

When he saw Mo Xiaoxi pick up the cup and splash it at the old man opposite without hesitation, he just smiled disapprerovantly, raised his feet and continued to leave, but he didn't expect the old man to quickly give Mo Xiaoxi a shot back.

Seeing this, Luo Ming only twitched the corners of his mouth, he was not familiar with Mo Xiaoxi at all, and he didn't know Mo Xiaoxi, why did he stand up when she had a conflict with other men, and swear his right to protect Mo Xiaoxi in front of other men, isn't that ridiculous?

However, when Luo Ming's long legs stepped forward and continued to walk forward, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the old man in front of Mo Xiaoxi had already stood up, and then raised his hand to wave towards Mo Xiaoxi.

The ghost made the god worse, Luo Ming didn't hesitate for half a second, turned around and strode towards Mo Xiaoxi.

At the moment when the broken screenwriter's hand was about to fall on Mo Xiaoxi's face, Luo Ming raised his hand and accurately stopped the broken screenwriter's hand in mid-air.

Mo Xiaoxi had already closed her eyes in fear, feeling that the broken screenwriter's hand had not fallen for a long time, she felt that something was suddenly wrong, and opened her eyes slightly to see that she was petrified.

Oh my God! It's actually Luo Ming, Mo Xiaoxi's face was inexplicably stained with a trace of shame, he opened his eyes completely, and looked at Luo Ming who came like the Divine Mansion fixedly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The broken screenwriter was also stunned, the young talents in S City can be counted on five fingers, not to mention that Luo Ming appeared on the newspaper news every day some time ago, how could he not know that the person who grabbed his hand in front of him was Luo Ming, the head of Hongyu Technology.

"Mr. Luo..."Mo Xiaoxi's voice was a little low, not because he felt embarrassed, but because he was too excited, and his voice was stuck in his throat.

Luo Ming looked at Mo Xiaoxi, his good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was slightly displeased, but Luo Ming was definitely a gentleman, seeing that Mo Xiaoxi's upper body was almost soaked and clinging to the skin, Luo Ming took off his blazer and draped it on Mo Xiaoxi's body without hesitation.

"Thank you. Mo Xiaoxi smiled slightly, and the color on her face was even thicker, like a burning cloud in the sky.

The broken screenwriter looked at this scene and was dumbfounded.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, I didn't know that Miss Mo was your friend, I'm really sorry, there was some misunderstanding in the middle. ”

Luo Ming's cold and sharp eyes swept a glance at the trembling screenwriter, and said coldly, "Then don't get out of here!"

The broken screenwriter nodded hurriedly and crawled out of the restaurant.

Mo Xiaoxi looked at the bear-like screenwriter and smiled.

Luo Ming looked at Mo Xiaoxi, there was still no temperature on his face, and asked lightly, "Is there anything funny?"

Mo Xiaoxi pursed her lips, "Because I wanted to laugh, I laughed." ”

Luo Ming, do you know that this smile is the happiest and sweetest laugh I have ever had in this life, and now you, like the warmest and brightest rays of sunshine, have shone deeply into my heart and made my world brighter.

Luo Ming was still expressionless, retracted his gaze, and strode away.

When he arrived at the door of the restaurant, Luo Ming said goodbye to his friend, and his friend glanced at Mo Xiaoxi who was following him, just smiled, and left without asking anything.

Luo Ming still didn't pay attention to Mo Xiaoxiao, and went straight to the parking lot to pick up the car.

Mo Xiaoxi hurriedly followed again, "Hey, Mr. Luo, thank you just now." ”

"No, I just can't get used to people bullying women. Luo Mingtou replied without replying.

Mo Xiaoxi continued to chase Luo Ming and asked, "How can I return your clothes to you?"

"No, it's just a piece of clothing, you don't have to return it. With that, Luo Ming had already walked to the front of the car, opened the door and planned to sit in.