Ling Chen stretched out his hand to shake hands with Feiyi and say goodbye, but Feiyi had already stood up in a hurry, picked up the mobile phone on the table, waved his hand to the two eldest brothers, and walked out of the café quickly.

The next day, Bingqing was lying on the rocking chair, the shadow of the sun umbrella covered the whole body, Bingqing held the script in one hand and studied it carefully, and beat the handle with the other, doing a casual state.

Feiyi walked up to Bingqing and put a stack of materials on the script: "Look at who this is?" ”

Receiving the information handed over by Feiyi, Bingqing was stunned for a second, flipped through the information, her always expressionless sultry face, with some slight changes, her almond-like eyes gradually widened, and finally turned into a sneer: "What do I want to do with this?" ”

"You don't know him anymore?" Feiyi's slender index finger tapped at the black-and-white photo on the paper.

"Hmm......" Bingqing hesitated for a long time, uncertain: "That little reporter?" ”

"He's not small." Feiyi pointed to the age column again: "Two years older than you." ”

Bingqing followed the place where she was not fingered, and continued to look down, Wang Zhize, the son of the deputy mayor, the second generation of officials.

After reading his basic information, Bingqing stretched out his hand and pushed away the paper that Feiyi had put on his script, and said in a cold tone: "You show me this, what is the purpose." ”

Then Feiyi took out a stack of newspapers from behind him: "Look at this again." ”

This is one of the more influential newspapers in the city, Bingqing opened the newspaper, at the bottom, occupied a large part of the board, and made a serial, column theme - Liu Bingqing, a strange woman in the entertainment industry.

There is a column like this every other day, and Fei Yi took the newspapers from the first to the fifth issue.

The above records are all about Liu Bingqing, no matter how big or small, the description is serious and careful.

"I don't know if you know, with these issues of yours, the newspaper can be said to be unsalable."

Liu Bingqing saw the last writing: Written by reporter Wang Zhize.

"I'm just telling you, next time you see Wang Zhize, don't have a cold face. Actually, you look good when you smile. ”

Bingqing didn't answer Feiyi's words, pushed the newspaper away, and continued to study the script.

Seeing that Bingqing was indifferent, Feiyi planned to leave, if she could spare time, she planned to take a look at Li Lujing again today, in order to completely defeat Guan Lingye, she could only work Li Lujing here.

"In the early hours of this morning, the director asked me if I had seen Feiyi." Bingqing said something to Feiyi's back, and said coldly.

Hearing the voice, Feiyi paused, and his eyes flickered twice: "If he has something to do with me, I'm not there, you can call him on my phone." Then Feiyi turned around, looked at Bingqing, and smiled: "I'm your agent, all big things are related to you, just know it." ”

Without waiting for Bingqing to speak, Feiyi had already withdrawn his gaze and left.

Seeing Feiyi walking away, Bingqing raised a smug smile: "Wang Zhize? I've made an early morning enough to make your head big, and you still want to hit my idea? No way. ”

After finishing speaking, Bingqing still looked at the script honestly, then closed the script and began to read it silently.

This is a night scene, looking at the thick lines, it is estimated that the filming will not be finished before dawn.

Bingqing watched the script of another fashion drama this time, just a small cameo. Out of respect for the character, even if it is a cameo, she takes it seriously.

This time she is playing a stumbling girl, whether she wants to play it well or not. I'm afraid that I'm afraid that I will act too well, but I will be said by the audience to act in my true colors.

She's been thinking about this very seriously, and that's taking it seriously......