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When Song Xing walked out of the bathroom, Wu Tang had already made all the preparations.

A laptop, an iPad, ballpoint pens and highlighters, and a handwritten ledger were placed on the table, and she pushed them all to Song Xing.

Song Xing looked at her with some surprise, and Wu Tang explained with a smile:

"Record my words to you. ”

Song Xing held his forehead and sighed, this girl is as eccentric as before.

This is the rotation of feng shui, in the past, she was the boss and lectured to the propaganda director of Wu Tang, and now, he is the agent father.

Song Xing sighed, Wu Tang felt his heartbeat speed up a few times, this woman even sighed so beautiful! Why didn't I get her flamboyance when I met face to face yesterday, I didn't think she was so good-looking on TV and newspapers and magazines in the past, I only felt that her temperament was outstanding, but now she is like a fairy in the world, and her smile touches her heart.

Wu Tang slapped his face fiercely:

"You're a woman, can you remember!"

She suddenly felt a little sad in her heart.

No wonder Rong Zhen went to the hotel to drink because she was smeared, it turned out that people got up early in the morning, and their faces were still so beautiful without washing. Some people are really born at the starting line. If you look like this, you must marry into a wealthy family.

"Agent Wu?" Song Xing interrupted Wu Tang's ramblings.

"Isn't it a lecture? I've got my notebook ready. ”

Wu Tang forcibly sobered himself up and began to get down to business.

"It's not just about preparing this book, it's about preparing the script. ”

Song Xing nodded, and easily moved the stack of scripts in the bedroom.

"This was sent yesterday, and I guess there will be ...... today"

Wu Tang watched Song Xing effortlessly transfer these scripts to himself, like looking at a monster.

"She is beautiful and has so much strength, this woman is terrible. ”

But when Wu Tang's eyes shifted to the script, she left Song Xing's beauty and strength behind:

"The Legend of Xizi", "Lu Bu Plays Diao Chan", "Ma Weipo"...... My God, it's all big productions, this is the charm of the Egret Awards, the appeal of the Film and Television Industry Association in the industry is really extraordinary, you are loved by thousands of people......"

Song Xing's whole morning was to accompany his girl agent to read the script, listening to her surprise for a while, distraction for a while, and a slap on the face for a while. And Rong Zhen was invited by an unexpected person to the "carp" tearoom that his mother had just opened at lunchtime.

Rong Zhen felt awkward on the phone, the "carp" tearoom was obviously his mother's property, how could he invite himself over for lunch?

The private room is a simple Japanese-style design, Rong Zhen pushed open the sliding door, and the host leaned on the tatami mat casually.

He wore a dark blue Japanese-style white crane gown, and the loose collar opened under his collarbone due to his languid posture, revealing half of his white neck, and his vampire-like red lips were a little oozing.

Even if he is a man, he feels that this face is fragrant and attractive.

"So...... Are you inviting me to come for lunch or to talk about business?" Looking at the young man in front of him with a face like a fairy, Rong Zhen felt pressured. He was also a well-loved boy in the compound outside, but as soon as he appeared in front of Shi Qin, he looked cramped.

Shi Qin said on the phone that he wanted to invite him, but after he entered the private room, he found that there was only a pot of tea on the table, and there was no dim sum. The silver-haired uncle stood behind Shi Qin, whose face was like frost, and the room was obviously as warm as spring, but it seemed that the window was not closed tightly, and the cold wind was blowing.

Rong Zhen frowned slightly.

His mother always asked his opinion first, so he memorized all the meals in the tea room, the so-called "sweet with green, sour with red, melon seeds with oolong." "Jin Jun Mei is black tea, and the best Jin Jun Mei package should be matched, which should be accompanied by Shanxi sour jujube cake, Jiangnan plum cup and Ningxia wolfberry soup.

Why is there only a pot of tea and a pair of teacups on the tea table at the moment?

Shi Qin slowly poured Rong Zhen a cup of Jin Junmei, and the comer stared at him unkindly. Rong Zhen's son's sensitivity and upper body seem to be a banquet for Dunhongmen.

"I heard, you've been missing for a day?"

Shi Qin pushed the teacup in front of Rong Zhen, but it was not a way to invite at all, but a condescending look of rewarding people to drink. Considering that Shi Qin was the producer of Song Xing, and it seemed that he had become friends with Chen after returning from Guangjing, Rong Zhen temporarily endured Shi Qin's arrogance and took a sip of the teacup.

It turned out to be herbal tea?

Rong Zhen instantly realized that the waiter had served refreshments, but Shi Qin probably didn't want to say too much to himself, so he ordered him to leave as long as he had a pot of tea.

Rong Zhen held back his anger: "Something happened to me. ”

Shi Qin's eyelashes raised: "What's the matter?"

This gesture is like a young man asking why the minister of the DPRK and China did not succeed in what he ordered you to do yesterday.

Rong Zhen dealt with Shi Qin several times because of Song Xing, the first time the two got along alone, Shi Qin was so impolite. Rong Zhen quickly got up and looked at Shi Qin coldly.

"Don't you think Mr. Shi is too much?"

Shi Qin snorted coldly, and also stood up, his eyes looking at Rong Zhen like a knife.

"After Mr. Narong disappeared overnight, when he saw that Song Xing had lost power, he casually issued a statement without an official seal to clear himself, and the next day he went to the woman's house and took her to disappear all day, isn't it too much?"

Uncle Yin faked a cough, and Shi Qin realized that he had said the wrong thing, and his eyes flickered.

Rong Zhen didn't see it, but was surprised:

"How do you know I went to her house and went out with her all day?"

Uncle Yin had an indisputable expression of lamentation and anger on his face.

"Anyway, if you get involved with Miss Song, you won't be even!"

Early yesterday morning, Shi Qin got up and saw Rong Zhen at Song's house, and blew up Mao on the spot;

Seeing Song Xing hurriedly grab a piece of clothing and run out, he was so angry that he almost rushed over to ask where the two of them went; in front of the window, he watched Song's mother and Pei Luo eat dumplings for an afternoon, and saw that Pei Luo even picked up a few cloves of garlic and remembered it clearly, and he didn't wait for Song Xing to come back in the middle of the night, and fell asleep directly with the binoculars......

So unproductive, embarrassed to say that you are the top traffic?

Uncle Yin pinched and sweated for Rong Zhen, so that Shi Qin couldn't sleep all night, Rong Zhen, you have to be careful today.

He raised a small flag in his heart: "Imperial Capital Vinegar King vs Courtyard Boy,!"

Shi Qin's eyes rolled and he sneered:

"Mr. Rong's family background is illustrious, and every move can affect the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, of course, many people outside spread your news. I'll know, not unusual. ”

Rong Zhen expected that Song Xing or Chen hadn't told Shi Qin about Dong Da's secret filming of himself, but looking at Song Xing's meaning, whether it was for himself or for the long term, it was bound to clear Dong Da's sight from Wen Baiyu's sight.

They are the grass platform team, if they want to bring down the Dong family, it is better to have one more help than one more enemy.

However, why Shi Qin was his enemy, Rong Zhen didn't think deeply.

He told the story of what he had encountered at the Sting Hotel.

Shi Qin frowned:

"So, Song Xing decided to hire the little Lori who met you in Pingshui as an agent?"

Rong Zhen couldn't cry or laugh:

Although it is a bit strange to say this, Song Xing seems to have known her for a long time. One asks for a job and the other lacks people, and these two people can talk very well. ”

Shi Qin asked again: "So you are now Song Xing's partner, then Lori is Song Xing's agent, Chen then acted as an agent for Song Xing's advertising business, and even Zhantuo set up a bodyguard company to protect Song Xing's travel safety?"

Rong Zhen nodded: "The company is called Zhan Guard, and it was registered this morning." ”

Shi Qin almost laughed, Zhan Mu chased people stupidly, and it was very bright to think of a name.

He felt aggrieved: "These people have become comrades-in-arms with her, what should I do?"

Rong Zhen seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Speaking of which, Uncle Yin, you seem to be very familiar with the old emperor?"

Uncle Yin smiled: "A little, a little?"

Rong Zhen has always respected the old and loved the young, and asked politely: "Do you know the brown sugar alley in Houhai?"

Uncle Yin was stunned, and Rong Zhen also felt abrupt.

"That's right, yesterday I invited Song Xing to Haiyuan for dinner, and Song Xing talked about the courtyard in the brown sugar alley, I feel that the two architectural styles are very similar, I see that Song Xing is very interested in the courtyard, I want to ask if you know who these two places belong to, and want to help Song Xing find a studio location. ”

Shi Qin was a little happy when she heard this, it turned out that Song Xing hadn't found a studio yet, and she could finally help her do something.

said with a straight face: "Yes, Uncle Yin, whose place is this?"

He whispered to him, "Is it convenient to buy it?"

Uncle Yin said in a low voice: "Well, brown sugar alley...... It's not very convenient. ”

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