Chapter 9: Going to the Appointment

After leaving the banquet, Lin Manrong was still struggling with whether he should go to the hotel for an appointment.

If she goes, it seems that she is inevitably obedient, and if she doesn't go, she may think that she is afraid of Ji Citing.

"Oops, what's the matter with you guys, clumsy!"

A squeamish and somewhat sassy voice came from not far away, and Lin Manrong reflexively looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a woman not far away who was surrounded by several people, looking like the only lady in the world, and was venting all kinds of dissatisfaction to the people around her.

Lin Manrong still has a little impression of this woman, just a tepid little actor, what is Fang Yuan's name.

It's just that Lin Manrong overheard someone secretly talking about this woman named Fang Yuan at the cocktail party, and I heard that she worships money.

At the same time, Lin Manrong couldn't help but raise his lips, and a very wonderful idea flashed out of his mind.

Lin Manrong picked up his mobile phone and pretended to be on the phone, and walked in the direction of Fang Yuan with very casual steps.

"Yes, I can hear it clearly, Ji Citing will be in room 576 tonight."

"Is there something you can't go? So what to do? ”

Lin Manrong lowered her head and deliberately blocked her mouth with her hand, the volume was just enough to be heard by Fang Yuan, who was not far from her.

Sure enough, when the little money-worshipping actor just heard her words, his eyes instantly flashed with stars, as if he had discovered an earth-shattering secret.

"Room 576? Season resignation! Fang Yuan covered her face with her hands, and her words were full of excitement that could not be concealed.

Lin Manrong pretended to be frightened by Fang Yuan's sudden voice, his hand shook violently, and he raised his head leisurely and glanced at Fang Yuan in front of him.

"Who are you?" Lin Manrong held his mobile phone and asked deliberately.

Excited, Fang Yuan didn't care about the identity of a young actor, no matter how much the assistant next to her pulled her, it was useless, and she walked in front of Lin Manrong with three steps and two steps.

"You just said that Ji Citing will be in room 576 tonight?" Fang Yuan swallowed his saliva and asked.

Until now, Fang Yuan has seen Ji Citing's photos on video, but as the only person who can control the lifeblood of C's economy, the word 'Duojin' is obviously no longer able to describe Ji Citing.

Thinking of Ji Citing, who was simply handsome and golden, Fang Yuan's heart seemed to be thousands of deer colliding with each other, and she couldn't wait to know Ji Citing's whereabouts.

Lin Manrong lifted his eyelids, "Yes, it's just ......"

Halfway through the words, Lin Manrong pretended to have a sad look that didn't know what to do, and couldn't help but sigh lightly,

"Just what?" Fang Yuan was so excited that she almost didn't directly reach out and pull Lin Manrong's sleeve.

Lin Manrong put his phone away, "A person who was going to make an appointment with Mr. Ji suddenly fell ill, so I had to find someone again." ”

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, isn't this a good thing that pie in the sky is a good thing?!

"I can go to the appointment in her place!" Fang Yuan said without thinking.

This is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as long as she has a different relationship with Ji Citing, then she is far from getting rich?

Lin Manrong pretended to look shocked and very pleased, "That's good, anyway, no matter what, I still have to find someone, a star like you, Mr. Ji will definitely be very satisfied." ”

Fang Yuan nodded, her mind full of fantasies about her becoming popular overnight and getting rich.

After everything was arranged, Lin Manrong unconsciously hooked his lips, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

This kind of fish is really easy to bait, it's so easy to deceive!

Now it seems that someone will go to the appointment instead of her, which will save her a headache.

I just don't know if Ji Citing will be very satisfied when he sees this picture.

If you are a normal woman, you will be excited when you hear the words 'Ji Citing', not to mention the little actor in front of you who is not famous and worships money, when she hears the news of Ji Citing, she must be eager to climb into Ji Citing's bed immediately, and then step into a wealthy family or something.

Lin Manrong yawned, turned around and walked towards another hotel that had just been booked.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Citing sat on a chair in room 576, his eyes fixed on the laptop screen in front of him.

It wasn't until the sound of the door opening in his ears that Ji Citing's original thoughts of concentrating on work were finally pulled out, and a smile couldn't help but show on his cold and angular face.

It seems that this woman still can't resist the temptation to come.

"Season ...... Mr. Ji. ”

Before Ji Citing turned his head, a voice with a little excitement and trembling sounded.

As soon as the words landed, Ji Citing also frowned at the same time.