Back at the company, Ji Yimo was chased by fans for autographs again, and Ansu didn't want to waste time with him, so he went back to the hall by himself.

Because the boss likes to be high-profile, the crystal lamps installed in the company hall are more luxurious than those in the hotel, and the hall with golden wind is brighter than the outside.

That's the word, golden.

"Sister Huan!" Suddenly, someone stopped her at a loud voice.

Chen Weini sat in the hall on the first floor and waited for her, and seeing her was like seeing a life-saving straw.

"What's wrong?" Ansu saw that Chen Weini was sweating profusely, and casually took out a handkerchief paper from her bag and gave it to her.

Obviously, Ansu came back from outside, but Chen Weini was out of breath.

"Sister Huan, why did you write my name?" Chen Weini looked anxious and took Ansu's handkerchief, but subconsciously tore it.

"Any questions?"

"I don't mean to blame Sister Huan!" Frightened, Chen Weini hurriedly explained, with a slight tremor in her voice.

Ansu raised his forehead, "What happened to me first, okay?" ”

"Sister Huan wrote my name on Mr. Guo's script, right?" Chen Weini pinched her earlobe, trying to sober herself up.

"So, you don't like it?" Ansu nodded, and his voice was very clear.

"No, no, no!" Chen Weini shook her head frantically, although she felt that she was not worthy, but where could there be actors who didn't like resources?

"How do you know?" Ansu's face against the light is extraordinarily delicate.

Chen Weini lowered her head lonely, and her voice was also a little sad: "Now almost the entire company knows about it." ”

"Passed?" Ansu asked with interest.

Chen Weini shook her head gently, turned her head to look at the banyan tree outside the window, and her stubborn eyes slowly filled with tears.

Uncle An lightly glanced at the strange eyes of the other people in the empty hall, and thought to himself: "It's okay, there will be better ones in the future." ”

Chen Weini nodded aggrieved by Barra.

"I'll go to Mr. Guo first." Ansu gave Chen Weini a reassuring look, and then climbed the stairs.

Ansu still wears the flat leather shoes that she usually likes to wear, which are comfortable and not tired, and it is convenient to drive.

Walking stride meteor, but there is no sound, steady.

Qianqianyu knocked lightly on the office door, and after getting an answer, she pushed the door and walked in, still smiling, and sat on the delicate rosewood chair opposite the boss.

Just looked at the boss and waited for him to speak.

Probably due to the influence of Ansu's aura, the chandelier above his head shook slightly, and the phantom of the vase on the table also shook.

"I thought you'd pick Summer Stasis." The boss propped up the table with two hands, and anger was almost written on his face, although Xia Bingying was not so suitable, but he sold her a face.

But Chen Weini, he has no way not to refuse.

Who would have thought that such an important female number two would be given to Chen Weini?

From the director's point of view, this is Ansu playing with him.

"Xia Bingying's acting career is already very mature, and this kind of role is not in my consideration." Ansu was telling the truth, but her tone was very cold, which inevitably made the boss feel that she was sarcastic about him.

"There's no one there to play but her." In fact, the director's implication is that no one is qualified to act.

The boss's wheat-colored skin looked faintly blue under the warm light.

"You chose for me, and let me choose?" Ansu raised an eyebrow and stared into his boss's eyes to confront him.

"Don't you know what to do?" The boss's teeth hurt, no matter how much she Tan Huan has a background, she can't just take him as a boss in her eyes, right?

The boss was calm on the surface, but he faintly put his anger on the table, and pushed the table with a "squeak".

Ansu snorted softly, retracted his gaze, and didn't say more than half a sentence.

The wood is finally no longer a scum (red): Hahaha, what qualifications does the scum boss have to anchor the anchor?

Durian (red): The most important thing for her to know is that we are right!

Pompeii's Jade (Red): We've spoiled her, it's useless.

Nothing (Orange): Is she habitual? She gave birth to it.

Ansu broke up with his boss for the nth time.

"For all the pain of love and attachment, for all the pain of attachment to the wound-" The clear and pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone kept echoing in Ansu's ears, and Ansu had not yet walked into the office, took out the mobile phone and frowned slightly.

Xia Bingying's three words kept beating on the screen, and Ansu took two steps faster, and after entering the office, he closed the door before answering the phone.

"Huanhuan." Nodding, Xia Bingying's gentle voice came from the second.

"Well, it's me." Ansu pinched the leaves of a lush grounded plant and replied gently.

"Huanhuan, I know that you must have your own intentions in arranging this, don't be pressured, and don't listen to those people outside, I'm fine." Xia Bingying finished in one breath, waiting for Ansu's reaction.

For the original owner's real ace Xia Bingying, Ansu must have other arrangements.

"You shoot this one first." There is nothing really fruitful, Ansu doesn't want to bring it, and if it doesn't work at that time, it will fool people.

"Okay Huanhuan, you pay attention to your body."

"Well, you too."

Xia Bingying then joked with An Su: "I heard that you like to drink milk tea very much lately, but be careful not to gain weight!" ”

In fact, where Ansu likes milk tea, almost every day three meals a day is red bean milk tea.

"It's okay...... "The body of the Great Demon King is condensed with energy, and there is no such method as fat.

Ansu gently pinched the green plants on the table, and for some reason was a little absent-minded.

"Sister Huan, it's not good." Ji Yi pushed the door open and walked in, still wearing the clothes he wore on the stage today.

Where are there so many bad? Ansu frowned.

Xia Bingying's considerate voice came from the other end of the phone: "Huanhuan, you are busy first." ”

"Well, let's talk about it." finished Ansu cut off the antelope words.

Inexplicably relieved.

Chi Yimo on the side dared to come up, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were different from the usual casualness, and he looked a little anxious. "Sister Huan, Shi Ruguang's participation in the recording was discovered by the company, and now we are negotiating to delete his footage."

"Oh." In fact, there are a lot of people who have seen this matter, and it is not secretive, and it is normal for the company to know about it.

If you had seen Sister Huan look like she was not in a hurry at all, she would definitely be crazy.

But now he already knows that Sister Huan definitely has a way, and there is no need to worry about it at all.

"For all the pain of love and attachment, for all the pain of attachment to ......" Ansu's phone rang again.

The caller prompts the scum boss.

Ansu looked at the shaking mobile phone on the wood-colored table, stretched out a slender finger, pressed the answer button without any burden, and then clicked the speakerphone.

"Come to my office." The angry voice of the boss came from the other end of the phone

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