Chapter 616: Ding Li, the God of Bad Luck

The strange thoughts that suddenly appeared in Ding Li's heart were not from the side, but because he was so unlucky because he threw away his computer bag to give the script.

In order to verify his thoughts.

He went to the wine cabinet.

Slowly took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet with the same action as before, and when Ding Li was looking for Jiu Qizi, he didn't know if it was because his hand was not holding it steadily, so he heard a "bang", and watched the valuable red wine in his hand suddenly fall to the ground and fall into a mess.

Your sister.

Ding Li, who secretly cursed in his heart, didn't care much, and immediately drooped his slippers and ran outside the house.

He was looking for the film manuscript that he had thrown away, but after some searching, he couldn't find it.

It is estimated that it was either blown away by the wind or picked up by someone, because Ding Li did not see the manuscript in the surrounding trash cans.

!

Ding Li, who didn't find the manuscript, was not very happy, but when he walked to his door.

Immediately angry.

Your uncle's.

If people are unlucky, they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water.

In addition to forgetting to bring the key, Ding Li also forgot the password of the door combination lock.

What's even worse is that Ding Li didn't bring any of his mobile wallets, and the clothes he was wearing were still pajamas.

He's a star.

Idol star.

Wandering around the street in his pajamas, how can he meet people if the troubled paparazzi get a sneak peek?

The egg hurts.

Ding Li's egg really hurts.

Just when he was thinking about how to get into the house, he didn't know that Dongshen TV was already in a mess because of him at this time.

The host of a show hurriedly called, "Deputy Director, Director Ding is not in front of you?"

The deputy director in his mouth refers to Niu Niu.

Niuniu's puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone, "Director Ding is not with me, what's wrong?"

"Director Ding said that he was going to be on my show tonight, and now he sees that the show is about to start, and he hasn't shown up yet, and he is not in the office. The host of the show said anxiously.

"What? Director Ding is not on the TV station?"

"No, I've found everything in the bathroom!"

"You talk to Director Ding on the phone. ”

"Called, his phone showed that it was off. ”

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon!" Niuniu hung up the phone and drove straight back to Dongshen TV.

When she returned to Dongshen TV, she found that many people from Dongshen TV had arrived, including ordinary staff who had just returned home from work but learned that Ding Li had suddenly disappeared, and middle-level leaders who were busy with work and had not yet gotten off work.

These people all came back after learning that Ding Li had lost contact.

For them.

Ding Li is their heaven.

Ding Li is their god.

Nothing is as important as Ding Li.

Because now Dongshen TV is run by Ding Li, so anyone can have an accident, but Ding Li can't!

It happened so suddenly, and everyone was not mentally prepared for the suddenness.

What the hell is going on?

What the hell is going on?

Why did Ding Li suddenly lose his trace? And the phone couldn't get through.

When everyone was full of doubts, Ding Li was like a dishonorable person who had done something unsightly, walking secretly on the street alone.

He was ready to go to the fat man.

Finding a fat man also means that you have clothes to wear, a phone call, and money to spend.

Probably because he was worried about being photographed by the paparazzi, Ding Li took one step to look at the left, two steps to look at the right, three steps to look at the back, four steps, and turned around in place.

Hey!

A passer-by over there suddenly put his hand into his trouser pocket, and Ding Li suddenly stared at him vigilantly!

Isn't it you?

Is it you who are stalking my paparazzi?

Did you find out that I was Ding Li and wanted to take the camera out of my trouser pocket?

Under Ding Li's eager gaze, the male passer-by took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Looked at.

Ding Li became more vigilant in his heart.

Your sister.

Did I find out and change the camera to a mobile phone?

It must be so.

Right.

It must be like this, he has already picked up his phone.

Thinking of this, Ding Li hurriedly took a few steps and hid behind a tree.

It's just that there is a woman behind the tree who has put her hand in her bag and is about to take something out of it.

Meet this woman.

Ding Li thought about it again in his heart.

Is it you who are stalking my paparazzi?

Which newspaper are you from?

It is estimated that the woman was on a date, waiting for her boyfriend, because she took out a small mirror from the small bag she was carrying and began to touch up her makeup.

I saw a woman touching up her makeup.

Ding Li's heart relaxed slightly, and just as he turned to leave, he hit the tree next to him, and then Ding Li hugged his forehead and half-squatted on the ground.

Regret.

Ding Li was full of regret in his heart.

If he knew that it would be unlucky to throw away the script given by the computer bag, he wouldn't have thrown it away.

Your sister.

Isn't that full of food?

Think about the reasons for this.

Ding Li analyzes that there will only be one possibility.

That's because I threw away the script given by the computer bag, and the computer bag is punishing myself, and now I have encountered a series of unlucky things, which is the result of the computer bag punishment.

Your uncle's.

Ding Li, who cursed in his heart, stood in place and carefully moved his limbs, and then decided to borrow a mobile phone from the woman who had finished touching up her makeup, call the fat man or the assistant, tell them where he is at the moment, and ask them to come and pick him up.

His idea was good.

But he ignored his current unfortunate situation.

So when Ding Li hadn't opened his mouth yet.

The woman cried out, "Ah, ghost. ”

Ding Li was momentarily stunned.

What the heck?

Why is there a ghost in a good way?

After more than ten seconds, Ding Li knew what the ghost in the woman's mouth meant.

Clearly refers to himself.

Holy.

How did I become a ghost in a woman's mouth?

Ding Li, who was full of these doubts, saw the small bag in the woman's hand suddenly flying towards his face, and then gradually became bigger and bigger, and then felt a pain in his head.

He knew he had been hit by the small bag in the woman's hand.

Day.

Ding Li, who secretly cursed, shook his head vigorously, and when he looked closely, the woman had disappeared.

At this moment, a few girls suddenly came out of the alley next to them, these girls were estimated to be Ding Li's brainless fans, and when they saw Ding Li, they immediately shouted out.

"Ah, look at that man, isn't it Ding Li?"

"God, it's really Ding Li. ”

"It's Ding Li, it's him, he's him!"

"Oh my God, I actually met Ding Li here, and I asked him to sign it, if only I could take a group photo. ”