Chapter 61: The President Who Rises High

After the last NG, Li Jiahua simply gave all the shots to Ye Xian and the wealthy French businessman, and then the scene was successful.

Ye Xian's throat was about to smoke when he said this line, he took the mineral water on the side and raised his head to drink it, Cheng Jingshu was afraid that there was something wrong with her today, and she actually played such a shoddy trick with her, did she think that if she dragged it a few more times, she would be in a bad state? What are you kidding, a hundred more times as long as her voice is not hoarse, she can cary the whole audience.

If it weren't for the fact that she was surrounded by people and wanted to maintain her demeanor, she would have kicked this spirit into the river opposite.

Jiang Xin: "Ye Xian, how can you speak French?" ”

"Taught myself a little."

Ye Xian smiled, only then did he realize that his face was about to stiffen.

Jiang Xin looked adoring, "Is it so powerful to teach yourself?" ”

"It's okay."

She can't say that she studied in France for four years in her last life, and all the friends in the dormitory are French, even if she doesn't want to learn, she is forced to learn.

Cheng Jingshu looked at Ye Xian, who was still showing off in front of her after the play, and her eyes couldn't wait to peel him alive, "Ye Xian, don't be too complacent!" ”

"How ......"

Ye Xian just wanted to speak, and Jiang Wanze strode over from outside the set.

Seeing him, Ye Xian put down the water as soon as possible and turned to leave.

"Wanze, why are you here?"

Cheng Jingshu was full of surprise when she saw Jiang Wanze.

How long has he been here? He couldn't have seen all the clips she deliberately NG just now, right?

The woman's surprised eyes were mixed with most of the panic, but Jiang Wanze's eyes kept following Ye Xian's back as he left.

Why...... As soon as he saw him, he left?

Before, didn't he wish he could get closer, and he wished he could stick to him?

It was not early, and his throat was also tossed, Ye Xian moistened his throat, and prepared to call it a day and go home to rest with his shoulder bag.

I didn't want to, I just walked to the door of the shooting building.

The doors of a light gray Rolls-Royce were opened, and a shiny black leather shoe stepped inside.

When the man leaned out of the car in a well-dressed and heroic manner, Ye Xian was shocked by the oncoming Sheng Shijun's face, and his steps subconsciously bounced a few steps.

President, President?

Why is he here?

Jiang Wanze is here, and he is here too?

Bo Tingshen saw that he took a few steps back as if he had seen a plague god, and Qing Jun's eyebrows were dyed with a little imperceptible gloom.

"Ye Xian."

Ye Xian: "? ”

President...... What did you call her for?

No, he still has the face to call her!

The last time she played her around in Kashima Ting, she hasn't settled accounts with him yet!

I can't fight him myself, so I'd better break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.

Ye Xian pretended not to hear anything and prepared to go around.

Unexpectedly, Pang Kai ran over from the other side and grabbed him, "Ye Xian, your eyes are not good?" Don't you see the president here? ”

If other artists saw the president, they would have pounced on him to say hello, but he wanted to pretend he didn't see it!

His tone seemed to teach a slave who didn't know the height of the sky, Ye Xian secretly hehe, and said perfunctorily without smiling, "Good president." ”

"Hmm."

Bo Tingshen replied lightly, slightly loosened the silver cufflinks on the cuffs of his suit, and walked towards the set.

Well?

Huh?

Ye Xian's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Didn't he call her to explain what happened last time in Kashima Ting, but just to think...... She, a small employee of the eighteenth tier, dared not to say hello when he saw such a high-ranking president?