Hearing the familiar voice, the corners of An Xiaoxiao's lips hooked uncontrollably: "Why did you remember to call me?" ”

"Today at noon...... Are you jealous? Jiang Muye said in a low voice

, sounds like he's in a good mood.

"What kind of jealousy, I'm angry." An Xiaoxiao had the courage to emphasize.

Jiang Muye chuckled: "Okay, let Liu Xing pick you up tomorrow, grandpa is back, let's go to the mansion together in the afternoon." ”

Oh, no wonder it took three days of silence before I remembered to make a phone call, and it turned out that there was still a plan.

An Xiaoxiao was angry and silent, and Jiang Muye, who didn't want to call, also remained silent.

Quiet, quiet with an audible pin drop.

"Got it." In the end, An Xiaoxiao couldn't respond, and her voice was faintly unpleasant with a little unhappiness that was easy to distinguish.

"Why are you always angry?" Jiang Muye asked in a cold voice: "It's so painful to be with me?" ”

Hearing this, Yan'an's mood instantly became bad again: "What do you want to say?" I moved out for three days and you didn't have any news, so it was easy to see you coming out of An Yunqi's house, so it was easy to call me because I wanted me to accompany you back to the mansion to show your affection. ”

An Xiaoxiao didn't know where she got the courage, so she complained all the time, and she felt that she had lost her words after she finished speaking.

Jiang Muye, I should be angry.

"So you're angry that I didn't contact you?" Jiang Muye asked, his tone full of inquiry.

An Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say, she felt that Jiang Muye would never get her point, the two of them were like two parallel lines that were very close to each other, even if they were closer, they would never have an intersection.

Tired.

"Forget it, I'm tired, hang up." An Xiaoxiao frowned: "I'll go tomorrow." ”

Jiang Muye still wanted to speak, but there was a cold disconnection sound on the other end of the phone.

He rubbed the real estate certificate that had been changed to the head of the household, and he was upset for a while.

With An Xiaoxiao, he felt a little powerless, couldn't figure out her temper, couldn't see through her thoughts......

This sense of difficulty seems to have started from the scandal with Feng Fangfei, before that, An Xiaoxiao, obedient and gentle, not as sensitive and suspicious as now.

He put the real estate certificate on the table, took his mobile phone and called Lin Zheng, and ordered in a cold tone: "Let Jiangda Entertainment check how long the contract with Feng Fangfei is?" Forget it, just terminate the contract with her, and Jiang Da will pay the liquidated damages in full. ”

Lin Zheng, who received the call, was a little confused, and he had to admonish: "Second master, Feng Fangfei is now filming another TV series invested by the Jiang family, female number one." ”

"Substitution." Jiang Muye looked impatient: "Jiang Da is just an actress for her?" ”

"But the drama has started filming, and now the cost of replacement is ......"

"Lin Zheng." Jiang Muye's voice was as cold as a glacier: "I am giving you an order, not discussing with you, if you don't understand, I will go to the personnel department tomorrow to get the resignation report." ”

“…… Roger that! ”

Lin Zheng's tone returned to decisiveness, it sounded like the second master was angry, which one was not afraid of death to provoke him?

After thinking about it, Lin Zheng only left one name in his mind: An Xiaoxiao.

Mrs. is indeed Mrs.

So, on this ordinary winter night, the Chinese entertainment industry became noisy because of Jiang Muye's words.

Jiang Da's first sister Feng Fangfei was terminated inexplicably, and even the TV series that was being filmed in full swing was changed.

Entertainment editors said that they were simply caught off guard.

In the early hours of the morning, in the Film and Television City Hotel, Feng Fangfei's room, after several hours of hard work, she finally got the final news that the order to terminate the contract was given by Jiang Muye himself.

The coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground, and the brown coffee snaked all the way, like a sharp blade through her heart.

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