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After making the call, Chu Ye put a little snack, then turned back and looked at Nanyue Dao.

"You go up and have a look, you can talk if you can, and if you can't, call me."

Nan Yue nodded: "Okay." ”

Chu Ye looked at her, a little wanted to say something, and finally just said, "Pay more attention to yourself." ”

Although on the phone, Sang Qian repeatedly assured that the director Chang Zhikun was very good and had no black history, and the actresses who worked with him did not say anything bad about him.

But in Chu Ye's opinion, it is not simple enough to ask a female artist to chat in a hotel box alone.

Even if it's only ten minutes, you shouldn't be able to accomplish anything.

But it's enough to talk about something, hint at something.

But I hope he thinks too much, and even if he really hints at it, according to the character of South Vietnam, he will not agree.

Nanyue smiled at him, took advantage of Assistant Zhang's turn, and made a "reassuring" mouth gesture at Chu Ye, and then followed.

The box is on the second floor, at the end of a very quiet and deep corridor, next to the box there is a table of guests, occasionally open the door, you can hear the loud laughter inside.

When the door was closed, there was silence.

Assistant Zhang knocked on the door of the box and led Nanyue in, and then went out silently and closed the door.

Chang Zhikun is the appearance of a normal middle-aged person, a little fat, with a slightly convex beer belly and loose hair.

But the smile is very gentle, and it is kind to others, and it will not make people feel half bad.

"Come, sit here." Chang Zhikun raised his hand and signaled for a seat to sit in Nanyue.

Nanyue nodded slightly as he passed: "Director Chang is good." ”

"Hello Nanyue," Chang Zhikun looked at her with a smiling face and motioned for the water on the table, "Drink some water, don't be too nervous, just chat casually." ”

"Hmm." Nan Yue glanced at the water glass on the table, which was clear and transparent, and did not contain half of the impurities.

And Chang Zhikun also has the same water cup at hand, and there is an ashtray next to the cup, and there is a cigarette butt that has just finished smoking, has not been completely extinguished, and is still smoking.

Seeing the wisps of smoke drifting towards him, Nan Yue raised his hand and probed the edge of the cup, then got up abruptly and bent slightly to apologize.

"I'm sorry to guide Chang, I may not be able to do this play, thank you for watching it and saying goodbye."

Seeing that she was very wary and didn't drink water, Chang Zhikun was smiling slightly, and when he saw her suddenly, he was still a little stunned.

"Not ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Nanyue didn't look back, turned around in a dashing and wanton manner, opened the door and went out.

Unexpectedly, Assistant Zhang was not waiting outside the door, but had already gone downstairs to pick up Wen Ruo.

Nan Yue exhaled, dissipating the faint smell of smoke before walking on.

[Xiao Wu, that black technology camera, I can be downstairs, right? ] 】

[As long as the distance is not more than a kilometer, I can receive a signal!] 】

[Okay, I'll leave it to you.] 】

South Vietnam is even more chic, and goes downstairs directly.

Chu Ye, who was trying to chat with Assistant Zhang downstairs, saw her come down so quickly, and subconsciously looked her up and down to see if she was abnormal, and her expression was wrong.

"I'm fine, so I just said a few words to Director Chang and came down. Brother Ye, let's go, go to the car and talk. ”

Nanyue gestured to Assistant Zhang, who was a little stunned, and walked out with Chu Ye and got into the car parked outside the door directly.

As soon as he got in the car, Chu Ye was busy asking, "What's the matter?" ”

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^