Chapter 194: Drinking

But no matter how weird it looks, what about plastic surgery, in front of money, aren't many people following compliments and kneeling and licking?

Zhao Hong and Ling Sheng are next to each other, on the left of Ling Sheng, is an investor surnamed Ma, in his forties, bald, with a beer belly that can stretch the suit open, and when he laughs, he is particularly obscene and greasy, and he is the second largest investor in movies.

Since he met Ling Sheng, his sticky gaze has never left her, pouring her wine, serving her vegetables, and finding topics to chat with her.

"I heard that Miss Ling knows Xiao Lu?" Zhao Hong looked at Ling Sheng and asked.

"Hmm." Ling Sheng generously admitted that he didn't know what Zhao Hong was from, and he checked how much she was doing, so he didn't dare to say nonsense, lest he would lose if he said too much.

"Xiao Lu told me, the two of you grew up together, and you can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, why do you want to enter the entertainment industry?" Zhao Hong seemed to ask unintentionally, but directly clarified their relationship.

The people in the director team looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the two of them would be childhood sweethearts, not the alumni relationship that Ling Sheng said, and they were not familiar with each other.

But childhood sweethearts are strangers now.,There must have been a big event that can't be outsiders.,Or pretend not to know!

"I like acting." Ling Sheng said in his heart, he didn't know what the woman meant when she said this.

Xia Xia had been paying careful attention to Ling Sheng and Lu Xianzhi, and found that every time the old woman talked to Sheng Sheng, he was nervous, as if he was afraid that the old woman would hurt Sheng Sheng.

"You talked to Huo Ci some time ago, is it really fake?" Zhao Hong toasted her with a glass of wine, touched her glass, and looked at her with a smile.

"Fake, Senior Huo is my boss." Ling Sheng glanced at the wine in the cup, the white wine, the one surnamed Ma next to her poured her, filled a large glass, and took a sip.

"Cheers." Zhao Hong drank a glass of liquor in her hand, turned the empty cup upside down, and looked at her.

Lu Xianzhi's eyes looked cold and deep, and the hand holding the chopsticks involuntarily tightened, what did she want to do! She promised him that he wouldn't touch Shengsheng!

Ling Sheng couldn't refuse, so she could only let go, took a glass of white wine in one gulp, and only prayed in her heart that the third master would come over and take her home quickly.

She gets drunk when she gets drunk, and she will talk nonsense when she drinks less, but after drinking too much, she gets drunk and unconscious.

This is also what she tested with Sister Mei after she got drunk for the first time, as an artist, it is impossible to mix in this circle, and it is impossible to push off on some occasions.

The situation in front of her is that Zhao Hong will not give up if she doesn't watch her finish drinking, and it is clear that she will be poured wine.

"Miss Ling has a good amount of alcohol." Zhao Hong poured her another glass and handed it to her: "I toast you again, I wish our movie a big box office hit, and I wish us a happy cooperation." ”

"I wish the movie a big hit." Ling Sheng stiffened, one drink is drinking, two cups are also drinking, and she is not afraid of getting drunk until she is drunk, the third master will come to pick her up.

Zhao Hong Jing Lingsheng cup after cup, Xia Xia was anxious, seeing that a pound of wine was in his stomach, and he was about to stand up for the wine with the wine glass.

Yi Jinrong stopped and gave her a look, the situation in front of her was that he clearly wanted to pour her wine, and blocking it would only anger Zhao Hong and make her pour more and more.

Zhao Hong's eyes were gloomy, and she was almost irrigated, the girl's red little face was as tender as a watery lily, and she said with a smile: "That Yi Dao, Mr. Ma, you drink, I'm a little upset, so I won't accompany you, you eat and drink, don't be polite, it's all counted in my account." ”