Chapter 37: A Pleasant Conversation

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Jun sat in the lounge separated from the restaurant box by a wall, holding his mobile phone to read the hot search on Weibo.

Sheng Jingheng and Hu Xuerou are still in first place.

Just now, the Weibo server even crashed and crashed, giving people the illusion that there was a problem with their network.

This is the first time that Sheng Jingheng and the actress have an affair, but the team did not come forward to withdraw the hot search, let alone respond.

In fact, it is also the first time, there is a scandal, and in the past, some scheming actresses deliberately asked the paparazzi to take pictures secretly, and the photos disappeared directly before they appeared.

Some messy revelations, which are not under control, will also be taken down immediately after being hotly searched, and then all related Weibo will be blocked and deleted.

To be honest, Wei Jun is already familiar with this kind of thing.

But I didn't expect that when the paparazzi who secretly took this time sent photos to trade, his own boss actually told him not to pay attention to it.

Then the paparazzi sent it directly, and the hot search was immediately on.

After thinking about it, there is probably only one reason - in the morning, he accidentally swiped the video of the South Vietnamese single CUT, and also saw a group of people going to the official Weibo of the program team to brush negative comments.

Because the boss had an order, he just mentioned a few words to the boss as usual.

And now, Nanyue and BOSS have appeared on the hot search list at the same time, one is the last and the other is the first, which is really hard to think about.

The BOSS obviously seems to have known that this matter in South Vietnam will be on the hot search.

But also, in the past few days, Nanyue doesn't know which way of provoking the immortals, or if it has such a high popularity, but whenever there is a little wind and grass, it will be on the hot search.

Wei Junzheng was still thinking to himself, the door of the box was suddenly opened, he was stunned, and then he came back to his senses and immediately got up.

The one who opened the door was the well-known screenwriter Chai Wentao, who has won several domestic and foreign awards, and is the queen screenwriter of the master director Mu Yao Mu Lao.

"Xiaowei, come, take a picture of a few of us."

"Okay." Wei Jun bent down slightly, and then followed into the box.

There were five people in the box, including Chai Wentao, who were originally sitting very open, and they sat together in order to take a group photo.

Sitting in the middle were naturally Sheng Jingheng and Mu Lao, and the others were all foils, including Hu Xuerou who was sitting at the very edge.

On this occasion, these characters don't need to be too difficult to take pictures.

After all, the focus is on the person in the photo, not the photo.

After the shooting, several people got up and shook hands to say goodbye.

Mu Lao took the screenwriter and producer first, while Hu Xuerou went to the bathroom, and there were only two people left in the box.

Sheng Jingheng glanced at the photo, his eyes were drooping, and his dark eyes flashed a few traces of different colors in the light, and soon dispersed.

"Let's tweet."

"Okay," Wei Jun paused, and then asked, "Do you want to match words?" ”

Sheng Jingheng walked out of the box, let go of a little breath, and then said, "It's a good conversation." ”

Wei Jun thought that the boss hated the smell of smoke the most, and stayed in this closed box for nearly two hours, so it was strange that they could talk very happily.

After checking that it was correct, he quit his account and posted this Weibo with Sheng Jingheng's account.

As soon as she finished her hair, Hu Xuerou also came out of the bathroom, holding a snow-white and bewitching smiling face, and went straight to Sheng Jingheng.

But before she could get closer, it was as if she had encountered some barrier, and she stopped a meter away.

Sheng Jingheng put on the windbreaker handed by the assistant, and the contour of his side face was cold and hard: "Tell Guan Piao, only this once." ”

After speaking, he completely ignored the eagerness and flattery in Hu Xuerou's eyebrows, and strode away.

Wei Jun and the others hurriedly followed, like a wind, blowing past Hu Xuerou.

When they left, Hu Xuerou smiled to herself: "Sheng Jingheng, you wait." ”