"That is ......" Fu Nanli was the first to speak, and his eyes were on Shang Fan.

Producer Xu immediately said: "Don't you recognize Mr. Fu?" That is Shang Fan, this time the ending song of our movie will be handed over to him, next to him is Mu Yue, a more well-known composer in the circle, and Shang Fan has received a good market response every time, and the circle laughed that it was up to those two to save the domestic entertainment music circle. ”

Wen Qiao pressed his temples, uncle, you can say a few words.

Fu Nanli almost crushed the glass in his hand and looked at Wen Qiao: "Teacher Muyue, fortunately, fortunately." ”

Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile: "It's an honor to meet Mr. Fu." ”

Not to be outdone, Xie Fei took the wine bottle in the waiter's hand and wanted to pour wine for Fu Nanli, Fu Nanli raised his hand and patted the edge of the table gently: "Let Teacher Mu Yue sit next to me." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Xie Fei's face turned blue and white for a while.

Who said that Fu Gongzi is not close to women, he is not only a good woman, but also has a bad taste, how can she get off the stage?

After all, Producer Xu is a human spirit, so he hurriedly pulled Xie Fei and said, "Then Xiao Xie will sit next to me, Teacher Mu Yue, you will sit next to Mr. Fu." ”

Wen Qiao cupped his cheeks: "Don't bother so much, just sit like this." ”

The crowd fell into panic for the second time.

Dare to offend the investment bosses in the entertainment industry so much, Mu Yue, doesn't she want to mix?

Xie Fei's face was pale, this little girl is quite good at refusing to welcome that set, master.

Producer Xu walked over with a flattering smile on his face: "Xiao Mu...... Sit down next to Mr. Fu. ”

That's the thick thighs that many female stars in the entertainment industry can't even touch, this little girl is still too young and ignorant.

More than a dozen people around the big round table stared at Wen Qiao so directly, Wen Qiao was stared at so that her scalp was numb, as if she didn't sit next to Fu Nanli, these people would immediately roll up their sleeves and beat her, teaching her ignorance.

The big guy in the upper seat looked at her for a long time, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Wen Qiao could only stand up stubbornly, walked to Fu Nanli's side, then sat down gently, turned his head and smiled at him.

Fu Nanli treated her coldly and ignored her overtures.

Xie Fei couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, estimating that Master Fu just thought that she was a little good-looking, and asked her to accompany her for a meal, but it was not to the point of looking down on her.

The top of the sky is also the identity of a wine accompaniment.

The waiter stood behind Fu Nanli with a wine bottle and wanted to pour him wine, Fu Nanli said indifferently: "Let her pour it." ”

Wen Qiao took the bottle, and she poured it.

Wen Qiao held the wine bottle in one hand, and quietly held Fu Nanli's hand under the table with the other, which can be regarded as a peace.

This scene happened to be seen by Xie Fei, who was sitting next to Producer Xu.

Damn, don't be embarrassed, this Mu Yue really has a fox face, and she started to hook up with people when she first met, so she was too open-minded.

Fu Nanli quietly pushed away Wen Qiao's hand.

Xie Fei secretly looked at it, and couldn't help but applaud in his heart.

deserve it, let you flirt, I really think Fu Shao can take a fancy to you.

Wen Qiao pursed his lips and glanced at Fu Nanli, his side face was so cold that he refused to be thousands of miles away, so Wen Qiao poured him wine in a proper manner and stopped touching him.

Everyone came out to talk about work, and Master Fu had such a double standard, so she wouldn't please him.

When Wen Qiao quietly held his hand, Fu Nanli had a fire in his heart, and at this moment she was sitting in a proper manner, and he still felt unhappy.

Producer Xu ignored this subtle and strange atmosphere, picked up his glass and said, "Mr. Fu is here, let's toast Mr. Fu together." ”

Wen Qiao also picked up his wine glass quite cooperatively, intending to toast him with the crowd, Fu Nanli glanced at her: "You don't want to drink." ”

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