Chapter 55: Don't Ask Me to Give You Your Wedding Dress!
Jian Moyan knew in her heart what the director wanted to say, it was nothing more than wanting her to help clarify Chu Tingting's online affairs.
But she wasn't that interested.
"Mo Yan, after all, the crew has just started filming, and this kind of scandal is really a little inappropriate." The director continued, as if he didn't see Jian Moyan's refusal.
Jian Moyan pursed her lips and did not speak again.
She can see that no matter what happens today, the director is going to support Chu Tingting.
"Mo Yan, Chu Tingting has reached her current position, after all, it is not easy. Do you want to remove the video from the Internet? The director said to Jian Moyan in a consultative tone.
Jian Moyan looked even more well-behaved, "I'm sorry, director, my Weibo has always been in Yunchen's hands." ”
The implication is to tell the director that if you want to withdraw the video, just go directly to Bei Yunchen.
At this time, it also made Jian Moyan like Bei Yunchen even more.
Because according to her status and status, no matter what the situation is, she can put it out and show off her might.
The expression on the director's face immediately froze, "Mo Yan ......"
Jian Moyan raised a smile at the director, "As long as I can do something, the director said, I will definitely go to the soup and do whatever it takes." ”
At this time, the director can be said to have no tears.
"Jian Moyan, if you don't do it, you won't do it! Who's for whom to put on the appearance of doing this? Chu Tingting trembled angrily.
"Miss Chu, don't spray people with blood, I really want to share the director's worries." Jian Moyan looked sincere.
And what Chu Tingting couldn't get used to the most was Jian Moyan's appearance, she didn't think about it, she rushed to Jian Moyan, rounded her arm, and was about to hit Jian Moyan.
Jian Moyan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he quickly reached out to catch Chu Tingting's hand.
"Miss Chu, what are you doing here? But the director is here, you can't help but ignore the director too much. Jian Moyan looked at Chu Tingting with a smile.
Chu Tingting was also carried away by anger, and she couldn't guess what she was talking about.
"Director? It's just a lackey of Mr. Gu, why should I put him in my eyes! ”
Jian Moyan's face immediately changed greatly, and he said in a low voice, "Chu Tingting, don't go too far!" ”
These words are obviously easier to win the love of the director than Chu Tingting's words that do not go through the brain.
"Chu Tingting, am I such a person in your eyes?" The director seemed to be smiling.
It wasn't until this moment that Chu Tingting knew that she was speechless.
She suddenly panicked and pulled her arm out of Jian Moyan's hand.
"I didn't mean that, I just ...... It's just a momentary gaffe. Chu Tingting hurriedly explained.
"Really?" The director sneered, "If there is nothing else, Miss Chu, you can leave." ”
Chu Tingting was anxious, "Mr. Gu, but you asked you to help me settle this matter!" ”
"Miss Chu, you may not have figured out one thing. Mr. Gu is my Bole, it doesn't mean that I need to obey his words! The director's face turned completely cold, "Please get out of here!" ”
Jian Moyan on the side raised her eyebrows amusedly, it really is, if you don't die, you won't die.
She watched Chu Tingting's face turn blue and white, as colorful as a palette.
In a place where the director didn't see it, Jian Moyan hooked the corners of her lips at Chu Tingting, and her face was full of smugness.
The world doesn't favor stupid people.
Chu Tingting was expelled from the crew by the director, and in order to choose a new female lead, the crew temporarily stopped the filming process for a week.
Jian Moyan also took advantage of this time to cultivate his own power.
With so many things happening recently, Jian Moyan can be regarded as realizing that her interpersonal relationships are still too weak.
She doesn't want to use Bei Yunchen's reputation every time, otherwise one day after the contract between her and Bei Yunchen ends, I am afraid that she will attract a lot of ridicule.
Jian Moyan was thinking about this when he received a call from Bei Yunchen.
"Mrs. North, I have a surprise for you, are you interested in coming and taking a look?" Bei Yunchen's voice was low.
Jian Moyan raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Bei, I prefer you to tell me what the surprise is." ”
"Mrs. North, don't you think you're too uninteresting like this?" Bei Yunchen chuckled.
"Sex is a little girl's thing, Mrs. North is old and doesn't need it." Jane replied calmly.
Hearing this, Bei Yunchen shook his head helplessly, "Mrs. Bei, where are you now, I'll pick you up." ”
"At Jane's house, come on." Jian Moyan said.
After hanging up the phone, Jian Moyan closed the notebook he had used to plan for the future, and sat in the room waiting for Bei Yunchen's arrival with peace of mind.
He came quickly, but within fifteen minutes, Jian Moyan heard the sound of a car whistle coming from under the Jian family's villa.
Jian Moyan went downstairs and walked to Bei Yunchen's side.
Bei Yunchen was holding a gift box in his hand, and when he saw Jian Moyan, he handed it over.
"Open it and take a look, I'm sure you'll love it." Bei Yunchen said firmly.
Jian Moyan raised her eyebrows, "My vision is very high. ”
"No matter how high Mrs. North's vision is, Mr. North can also understand it." Bei Yunchen smiled lightly.
"Okay, take me and see." Jian Moyan said.
Then he raised his hand and opened the gift box brought by Bei Yunchen.
Inside the box is a wedding dress, the style of the wedding dress is extremely chic, full of dreamy beauty.
Jian Moyan recognized it at a glance, this wedding dress happened to be the mermaid she and Bei Yunchen saw in that wedding dress shop before.
Jian Moyan's eyes were immediately undisguised with surprise.
"You stole this from someone's bridal shop?" Jian Moyan couldn't help but guess.
After all, this wedding dress is of great significance, and ordinary people will not sell it.
Bei Yunchen tapped Jian Moyan's forehead, "What are you thinking about every day in your little head?" ”
Jian Moyan looked serious, "Of course I'm thinking about Mr. Bei." ”
That is, the mission knew that Jian Moyan's words were deliberately currying favor with himself, and Bei Yunchen still couldn't help but feel happy.
"Mrs. North said that, I took it seriously." Bei Yunchen said.
"What Mrs. North said was true. Mr. North should be taken seriously. Jian Moyan replied calmly.
Bei Yunchen was overjoyed by Jian Moyan's sweet words.
He raised his hand and pinched Jian Moyan's cheek, his eyes full of smiles.
Even suddenly, I felt that for the sake of Jian Moyan's two words, the efforts of this time were worth it.
The mermaid's wedding dress is not for sale by the designer to commemorate his deceased wife.
In order to buy the right to use this wedding dress, Bei Yunchen flew to Belgium several times to meet the designer.
In the end, the designer was moved by Bei Yunchen's sincerity and presented the wedding dress to Bei Yunchen.
The only condition was that when Jian Moyan and Bei Yunchen got married, he hoped that they would invite him to attend.
"Mr. North, I think you should tell me the origin of this wedding dress." Jian Moyan said.
Bei Yunchen rubbed Jian Moyan's head, "Mrs. Bei, if I say that I begged the other party for a long time before the other party agreed to give it to me, do you believe it?" ”
Jian Moyan shook his head honestly.
It's not that she doesn't want to believe it, it's just that this really doesn't fit Bei Yunchen's character design.
Bei Yunchen, a veritable domineering president, why should he ask for a little designer?
Thinking about that scene, Jian Moyan felt that it could not exist.
"That's right if you don't believe it, this is what I threw out with money." Bei Yunchen withdrew his hand and changed the topic coldly.
Jian Moyan nodded seriously this time, and then stuffed the wedding dress back to Bei Yunchen.
"I'm sorry, Mr. North, this wedding dress is too expensive for me to want."
Bei Yunchen's eyes turned cold at that time, "Mrs. Bei, are you too faceless to give me like this?" ”
Jian Moyan looked at Bei Yunchen with some puzzlement, "No, the main thing is that it's too precious." ”
I also know that it must have cost a lot of money.
The simple interest relationship between Jian Moyan and Bei Yunchen involved such a large amount of money was really not good.
"If you can, Mr. North should go back." Jian Moyan said seriously, "During this time, I used your reputation to help me solve a lot of troubles, and I can't repay this favor, so I really can't owe it any longer." ”
Bei Yunchen's face suddenly turned cold again, "Jian Moyan, in your heart, is this the relationship between us?" ”
Hearing this, Jian Moyan realized that Bei Yunchen was angry this time.
She looked at Bei Yunchen, thinking back to the conversation between the two just now, and a bold idea instantly appeared in Jian Moyan's mind.
"Bei Yunchen, you won't like me, will you?" Jian Moyan asked tentatively, her voice full of uncertainty.
"You're thinking too much." Bei Yunchen replied coldly, and his expression immediately returned to normal.
After the words fell, Bei Yunchen didn't look at Jian Moyan, snatched the gift box in her hand, threw it in the trunk, drove the car, and left Jian's house.
Leaving Jian Moyan alone, he looked at the direction in which Bei Yunchen drove away, with an unpredictable expression.
"Bei Yunchen, you can't like me." Jian Moyan muttered softly.
Over there, Bei Yunchen drove the car far away, and the anger in his heart became even stronger.
This made Bei Yunchen couldn't help but drive the car to a trash can and stopped.
He got out of the car, took the mermaid's wedding dress out of the trunk, and threw it in.
Since Jian Moyan doesn't want it, then this wedding dress has no meaning to exist.
The car started again and gradually moved away.
But in a moment, Bei Yunchen's car drove back again.
He picked the wedding dress back from the trash can and carefully put it in the car.
"Jian Moyan, don't beg me to give you a wedding dress in the future!" Bei Yunchen said viciously, like a deliberately angry child, fighting for a breath.