Zhang Yiwan was blowing vodka on a bottle in the presidential suite while listening to the driver's explanation of how things were done, he smiled, "Or are you a chicken thief, investing in movies?" Yes, this is a direction, my biggest dream is to soar in the sky, fly fighter planes to compete with the Japanese and Russians, if I can make an air combat movie to record this process, then our Chinese movies will definitely enter Hollywood. ”

Seeing that Zhang Yiwan didn't blame himself for making an assertion, the driver straightened his waist slightly and continued to report, "Young master, the master contacted me to ask how the matter of Yuxi went?" You know, once you do it, you don't know how long it will last, and if you can find that thing, it will have a very big material guarantee for our victory! ”

Zhang Yiwan raised his eyebrows with his hand, and pouted his mouth, "Send him four words, it's man-made!" ”

"Just those four words? You don't care about the old man's body or anything? The driver asked. The master specifically told me to take care of you, and he said that the south was hot and humid, and he was afraid that you, a northerner, would not be able to adapt to it! ”

"Hypothetically, someone is worried about his body! He is going to marry an aunt recently, who is younger than me, hum, if my mother is still alive, hey, don't talk about it! Zhang Yiwan waved his hand and motioned for the driver to leave.

Zhang Yiwan walked into the bathroom and took a shower, he combed his hair in the water with his hands, and suddenly slammed his fist on the bathroom tiles. Then he trembled and squatted on the ground like a child and cried. I can't tell where the hot water for the bath is on my face and where the tears are.

After rinsing, he wrapped his lower body in a bath towel and walked into the changing room. He took out a box from the big closet, and there were a dozen dollars in the box, and a small box!

Chun-Li wandered in the corridor for a long time, she kept rubbing her neck with her hands, and the cigarettes in her hands were sent to her mouth one by one! She was very nervous, how to convince this boy to invest money in his movie sequel? should first talk about the current box office situation of this movie, and then discuss the choice of the main creators of the sequel, and the most important thing is to roughly finalize a time schedule. Because making a movie is a very complicated process, it will involve the construction of the set, the recruitment of staff, and all these things have to be taken care of by yourself. This is the experience learned from Rystanford, and his industrial film process is the most efficient of the moment! If it weren't for the fact that this old rascal canceled his plan to shoot a sequel because he didn't want to mess with him, why bother to show up and pull investment. Thinking of this, Chunli threw the cigarette butt into the vase beside her, took out a bottle of spray from the small bag and sprayed it into her mouth, after spraying, Chunli took a breath into the palm of her hand, sniffed it with her nose, and nodded with satisfaction.

When she opened the room, Chunli thought that Zhang Yiwan would sit in the living room and wait for her to come! But at this time, all the headlights in the house were turned off, and only a few ambient lights cast speckled halos on the walls. It's a weird feeling.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang?" Chun-Li screamed softly, and when no one responded, she wanted to exit the house. At this time, the record player turned and a gentle song sounded, "There is heaven on earth, and heaven is in the alleys." Spring has no preference, covered with a warm net... Chunli stopped when she heard this song, this is a song she particularly likes, the rhythm is bright, the idea is far-reaching, and every time I hear it, it makes people feel like a spring breeze. Chun-Li unconsciously hummed along.

At this time, Zhang Yiwan was sitting on a chair behind the big bed, secretly observing Chunli. The dimness in the room blurred her face, which was the best, because as soon as she saw her face, Zhang Yiwan knew that this was not Yingzi!

Zhang Yiwan likes to play tricks on others in the dark, because his eyes are brighter in the dim light. He sneaks behind Chun-Li barefoot. The closer she got, Chun Lijiao's beautiful figure is even more exciting in the dark night. Zhang Yiwan naughtily poked Chun-Li's shoulder with his finger.

Chun-Li yelled, "Who? "She looked around and couldn't see anything, she couldn't touch anything." Mr. Zhang, is that you? ”

Before Zhang Yiwan could say anything, he lay on the ground and gently moved towards Chunli's feet, and stroked Chunli's ankles with his hand. Chun-Li's feet were nervously stepping on the ground.

"What are you doing? Don't make a fuss. ”

Zhang Yiwan covered his mouth and snickered, he liked this cat-and-mouse feeling. But Chunli was extremely disgusted, "Mr. Zhang, if you don't speak again, I'll leave." Chun-Li turned and walked out the door. Suddenly, she felt someone rudely wrap her arms around her waist and carry her on her back. Before she could resist, the man slammed into the big bed. Chun-Li was about to get up when she found that one of her hands was handcuffed to the head of the bed by a dark shadow. She struggled to break free, but her other hand was treated in the same way. The lamp at the head of the bed was on, and Chunli saw Zhang Yiwan kneeling on the bed with a wet head and looking at herself coldly.

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do?" Chun-Li's voice trembled with fright.

Zhang Yiwan didn't say a word, he unbuttoned his shirt, and then took out a whip from his waist and whipped Chun-Li's body hard.

"Ahh Chun-Li cried out in pain.

The contrast between the noble music and the filthy atrocities was stark, and it didn't take long for Zhang Yiwan's bedroom to become a mess, the bed was covered with paper balls, the sheets and pillows were all torn, and the feathers in the pillows were blown all over the house. Chun-Li's clothes were ripped to pieces and messily distributed on the bed. Poor Chun-Li didn't have the courage to recall what had happened before, and she lay on her bed weakly as if she was awake, without any strength. Her smooth back was covered with whip marks and tooth marks, and the tears of grievance had long since soaked the pillow. Zhang Yiwan, who satisfied his animal desires, leaned on the head of the bed, holding a cigar in his mouth. The release of desire for a short period of time can temporarily dissipate the anticipation that pervades the heart. However, the indifference after the carnival turned into a bottomless black hole, sucking the hope in his heart even more greedily. The music on the record player has been repeated a dozen times, "There is heaven on earth, and heaven is in the alleys." Spring has no preference, covered with a warm net... Zhang Yiwan often listens to this song, and this song can calm him.

He lowered his head slightly, covered Chun-Li with the quilt, and kissed Chun-Li's earlobe lightly, "You sleep a little longer, I'll go take a bath!" ”

Chun-Li hummed softly, and her voice was a little desperate.