Sister Ying sent Song Cen Xi back to the apartment.

When she got out of the car, Sister Ying specially told her to "be sure to think about it", and then rushed back to the company to work.

Song Cen Xi entered the house, threw off his high heels, walked to the sofa and lay down.

Director Guo's play is undoubtedly her lifesaver.

She has missed the queen, that is, she has lost a lot of film appointments. But Director Guo's drama has always had a high reputation, and may be able to help her win the title of "uncrowned king", and have a chance to compete for next year's actress selection.

Can be questioned......

Song Cen Xi suddenly felt dry mouth, struggled up, and wanted to go to the bar to pour a glass of water.

At this time, the phone rang.

Seeing the caller number, her already irritable mood added a little more impatience, but she was stable and still answered.

"Cen Xi, aren't you busy now?" Wu Fangting's tone was like a leader, self-centered, "I'll tell you something." Isn't it time for winter vacation in a month or so? Ran Ran is already a junior in college, and a 20-year-old girl should show her the world. You see what social circle you have, and take her in. ”

Song Cenxi sneered: "She studied finance, I brought her into my circle?"

Wu Fangting smacked her lips, "Can people in the entertainment industry have any money? Those bosses who invest in the play, just come out, aren't they all who understand finance? You are her own cousin, and your aunt will hand her over to you!"

This seems to be a family of intimacy and mutual trust, but it is all taken for granted.

"Anything else?" Song Cenxi's tone was cold.

Wu Fangting muttered something in a low voice, and said, "Yes, there is another matter." The four million you gave your uncle last time was just a liquidated damages. The company's current capital chain is broken again...... Cen Xi, you have to help your uncle!

After speaking, there was no sound in the earpiece for a long time.

Wu Fangting is actually a little unsure of Song Cencxi's pulse, but think about it for so many years, every time Song Cen Xi comes out to wipe their butts, she doesn't care about this time.

After being silent for a while, Wu Fangting tentatively said: "Not much, only one of five or six million is ......."

"Your home, I'll raise it, right?" Song Cenxi's tone was light and a little intimate, "And my company is also run by me, how about it? Let my uncle resign from the chairman's position tomorrow, and I will be in charge." ”

Wu Fangting was stunned for a moment, wondered, and shouted: "What nonsense! Do you know how to do business with a little girl?"

Song Cengxi: "Then don't let me pay again, I'm not anyone in this company." ”

"You!" Wu Fangting was angry, "You ungrateful thing! You are so rich now, what's wrong with helping your uncle? Don't forget, when you were 13 years old with pneumonia, your uncle kept you all night! You ......"

Song Cenxi hung up the phone directly and turned it off.

In the past few years, she has accumulated some property, and a large part of it is frozen in the bank for her grandfather's pension in the future. The rest was almost hollowed out by her uncle and aunt.

When her grandfather was still a little sober, he told her to leave the two couples alone, but she couldn't forget the way her uncle held her mother's hand and cried bitterly at her mother's funeral...... In the end, it is a family.

The Song family.

The once glorious Song family is over, but his grandfather is still there, and the Song family style he insisted on is still there.

And those large-scale shots in Director Guo's drama ......

……

Three days later.

When Song Cen Xi was doing yoga, he received a WeChat message from Sister Ying.

It said that there was a small party in the circle in the evening, which was held in Chengyu Mansion, and asked her to dress up and go over.

Song Cen Xi replied with a "good".

Before six o'clock, Che Jie and Sister Ying came to pick up people.

Sister Ying didn't ask Song Cen Xi what she was thinking, because she still heard about some of the Song family's past - the Song family's family education is very strict, and Song Lao is even more of a person who can't rub sand in his eyes.

When I arrived at Chengyu Mansion, many luxury cars were parked in the front yard.

This Chengyu Mansion was a British concession in the early years, and was later bought by a wealthy merchant as a private residence. After the death of the rich merchant, the family's money was also lost, and no one could have it for a long time.

It wasn't until two years ago that the mansion was re-bought and became a meeting place for some prominent figures.

Song Cen Xi and Sister Ying entered the mansion.

The waiter took their coats and led them to the main hall.

Walking through the retro slender corridor, as soon as he entered the main hall, Song Cen Xi saw an ace producer who specializes in commercial blockbusters, all of which have a box office of more than 2 billion.

She and Sister Ying glanced at each other and felt that something was not right.

"It was Lily who sent me an invitation and told me it was a small gathering. Sister Ying whispered, "Old rules, be careful." ”

Song Cenxi nodded and went to a circle with acquaintances with Sister Ying.

Song Cen Xi doesn't like to socialize, basically he maintains a "degree", the kind that doesn't make people annoying or find faults. On the other hand, Sister Ying is exquisite, and she can talk to anyone.

In the midst of the staggering, Song Cen Xi saw the man standing on the other side of the oil painting.

The figure is tall and straight, and I thought it was a foreign male model at a glance.

But if you look closely, although he is dressed in a straight suit, he does not wear a tie. The cigarette between his right fingers was not smoked, and he let it burn out...... This gesture reveals a child-in-law temperament who plays wantonly.

But this kind of external thing can't deceive Song Cengxi.

Huo Zongben was talking to a friend about the shipment at the southwest wharf, when he suddenly felt a gaze, raised his eyes, and collided with the person's gaze.

If you have seen it, you cannot pretend that you have not seen it.

The two men greeted the people next to them, then walked towards each other and met in front of the fireplace.

"Mr. Huo, long time no see. Song Cen Xi opened his mouth first.

Huo Zong's pupils were pitch-black like a bottomless pit, and he could easily suck everyone away.

This kind of person, only in close contact, will you find that he is a master who rejects people thousands of miles away in his bones, and he has nothing to do with the playboy at all.

"Long time no see. Huo Zong bowed his head.

"Are you the organizer of today's party?" Song Cen Xi smiled slightly, "Then I can understand why everyone who came here is so big." ”

As soon as the words fell, the side door next to the oil painting suddenly opened—Shen Jiyan came out of it.

There was a woman behind him, no, a girl to be exact.

In his early twenties.

The girl was wearing a burgundy modified cheongsam, with delicate curves and a graceful face. The lipstick on his lips was a little blurred, and there was a mist in his eyes...... It's hard not to think of what she's just been through.

"It turns out that the trump card is also here. There was a bit of sarcasm in Song Cengxi's tone, "No wonder." ”

Huo Zong glanced back, frowned invisibly, and when he turned his head, he had a poker face again, "Miss Song, I'm out of company first." ”

Song Cen Xi only nodded and did not speak.

As she turned, she thought.

Except for the real fiancée, this is the second mistress of Shen Jiyan she knows.