Luo Fei smiled and stared at him for a long time, his eyes were dark and uncertain, "I don't know if Mr. Ye is free tonight?" Have a meal together? ”

Nightwing didn't seem to notice, and agreed very simply, "Okay, I know there's a Thai restaurant that tastes good, it's very close to here, go?" ”

He put his arm on Luo Fei's shoulder like a good brother, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled very cutely, "I didn't drive, hard Luo always gave me a ride." ”

Luo Fei tilted his head, looked at the arm on his shoulder for a few seconds, and then looked away, "Night is really low-key, I don't drive when I go out." ”

"No way, our small company, isn't there Mr. Luo?"

Lofe had never seen anyone rub his car so boldly. But when I think about it, the flowers are naturally not as good as Rock's.

I'm afraid that he, the president, is also very poor.

Thinking about it, he felt comfortable.

Finally smiled a little, "Well said." ”

Nightwing is talking about a very famous Internet celebrity restaurant.

There are a lot of people in line.

When the two arrived, the waiter euphemistically expressed that he would have to wait for a while.

Nightwing quickly glanced at Lofe and said he was fine.

Lofe raised his eyes and looked at his watch, and said with a calm face: "Let your manager come out." ”

Soon a man came out with the word manager on his chest.

The two talked in a low voice, and then someone respectfully invited the two of them to come in and sit down.

Nightwing followed behind him, "It's still Mr. Luo's big face." ”

Lofe smiled, "Our time is precious, we can't afford to waste it on this kind of thing. ”

Nightwing nodded in agreement, "That's what you said. ”

The two sat down.

"See what to eat?" Lofe asked.

Nightwing was more casual than him, opening the menu and picking two dishes, "I chose." ”

"Do you always drink at night?"

"I'm more picky, I don't drink good wine."

Luo Fei snapped his fingers and turned his head to the waiter, "You have the best wine, come with two bottles." ”

"Okay, wait a minute."

The two of them sat by the window.

Outside the glass windows, neon lights flicker, colorful and pedestrians come and go.

In the restaurant, there is a resident singer singing English tunes.

The ambiance was not bad.

Lofe slowly spread out the table, "This is a nice place. ”

"I think it's good, too."

The two of them came and went, each smiling heartily, but no one knew what was in anyone's mind.

After serving, Luo Fei took the lead in raising his glass, with a smile on his lips, "A cup of salute at night." ”

Nightwing raised his glass, "Mr. Luo, I don't drink well, what about me, a typical person is addicted to food, and I'm going to trouble you when I get drunk." ”

"What's the matter, if you're really drunk, just recognize your home, and I'll send you back." Lofe laughed.

He laughed in his heart, the amount of alcohol is not good? Who believes? That's it?

"I'm relieved to have your words, come, cheers."

"Cheers."

After drinking a few glasses, Luo Fei's eyes firmly locked on Night Wing, as if he was thinking, and suddenly said, "Mr. Ye, have we met before?" ”

Nightwing nodded earnestly, "That's indeed seen." ”

"Do you remember where we met?"

"On the Internet, I often see Mr. Luo in the entertainment news section." He responded very cheerfully.

Luo Fei narrowed his eyes, "I didn't mean that, I always felt like I and Mr. Ye had met somewhere." ”

The more he listened to Nightwing, the more familiar it became.

I always feel that I have heard it somewhere, more than once.

"A few months ago, there was a charity auction in Kyoto, I wonder if the night was there?"

He finally remembered why the voice was so familiar!

The voice of the mysterious man who was bidding for Ji Zhixiu's painting with him at that time was the same!

At least eighty percent of them are similar.

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have spent so much money and filmed a useless thing!

Thinking of this, a cold anger flashed in Luo Fei's eyes.

Nightwing shook his head, innocent, "What charity gala?" I've just returned to China, and if there's anything fun in Kyoto, Luo will always take me. ”

The blankness in his eyes did not look like a fake, and he looked flawless.

The two looked at each other, one was innocent, and the other was scrutinizing.

Luo Fei chuckled and retracted his gaze, temporarily rescuing the doubts in his heart, "It's me who recognized the wrong person, I'm sorry." ”

If it were him, there would be no need to bid maliciously with him, would he?

But, isn't the purpose of that person wearing a mask just not to be recognized?

For a while, many thoughts flashed in Luo Fei's heart, and they were all pressed by him one by one.

He looked up, his smile mysteriously in the light, "Come, drink." ”

Lofe didn't expect Nightwing to say that the amount of alcohol was not good.

Out of the restaurant door, he hugged the night wing, "Night boss? Are you okay? ”

Nightwing hugged his arm firmly, his voice visibly drunk, "Don't worry...... Am I alright...... Not drunk! ”

Even dragged the person into the co-pilot, and Lofe sat in the main pilot, only to find that his forehead had sweat stains.

He took off his coat, glanced at the man crooked in the co-pilot, and pressed down the window to blow the wind, "Where does the night always live?" ”

The cold wind poured in, and Nightwing rubbed his arm, tilted his head and thought for a moment to give an address.

Lofe breathed a sigh of relief and started the car to merge into the traffic.

Nightwing sat up straight, looked at Luo Fei, and said in an extremely serious tone, "Mr. Luo." ”

Lofe took the moment to look at him, "Sobered up?" ”

"No, I want to vomit ......"

As his words fell, Lofe slammed on the side of the road.

He got out of the car, strode around to the other side, pulled the car door vigorously, and pulled the nightwing out, unable to hide his anger: "Don't spit on my ...... in the car"

Nightwing was dizzy from his shake, squatted on the ground and vomited for a while, then shook his head, "I can't vomit." ”

Lofe took a deep breath and resisted the urge to leave him on the road.

Gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Ye, don't drink next time!" ”

Nightwing nodded, "You're angry?" ”

Lofe sat back in the driver's seat, silently with a cold face.

"You're angry? Mr. Luo? Nightwing was serious, and if Lofe was angry, he would apologize to him.

"Shut up!" Lofe interrupted him coldly.

When he arrived at the gate of the community, Yeyi twisted the car door and got out of the car, stood firm, and bent down to poke his head out, "Thank you today, Mr. Luo!" Next time I'll invite you! ”

"No!" Lofe squeezed two words out between his teeth.

Didn't look at him again.

Start the car quickly and speed away like an arrow off the string.

"Tsk," Seeing him walk away, Nightwing put his hands in his pockets, his posture was lazy, his eyes were clear, how could he be half drunk, "I can't afford to play." ”

He returned home in no hurry.

Yesan was waiting for him, "Why did you come back?" ”

Nightwing bypassed the entrance, opened the refrigerator, found the mango yogurt, and tore open the lid of the seal, "Accompany Lofe to have a meal." ”

"How?"

He leaned against the cabinet door, took out his phone, and opened Weibo, "He seems to have guessed that the mysterious person who bid with him at the last charity auction was me." ”

Yesan: "I still don't understand why you went to meet Lofe today. ”

Nightwing curled her lips and smiled, "Isn't it good for someone to invite you to eat?" But speaking of which, he is also a chicken thief, and he doesn't say a word about Jingzhou. ”

He glanced down and couldn't help but be happy when he saw the words #Luofei Amli Lock Heart Biography # hanging on the hot search on Weibo.

"Laughing at what?"

He smiled and turned his phone over to show him, "Look at the comment area, you prostitute Luo Fei for a publicity opportunity." ”

[Everyone is chasing the heart of the lock]

[Mr. Luo, why didn't your company shoot one like this? 】

[I'm also chasing this drama, the service and character plot are very good]

Nightwing said a few words about today.

Ye San was speechless, "You're not afraid that you'll push him into a hurry, he will really throw you on the road." ”

"Then you'll pick me up." Nightwing doesn't matter.

Anyway, he just went to disgust Lofe.

Today's meal cost Lofe 300,000.

Those two bottles of good wine were placed in the restaurant in advance.

But Lofe will never know in his life.

"You're very hostile to Lofe." Yesan affirmed.

Nightwing sneered, "Of course, I hold a grudge. ”

Thinking of what happened on the "Angel Star", Nightwing felt that it was still cheap Lofe.

Regarding his grudge, Ye San was noncommittal.

"Take it easy," he advised.

After all, Luo Fei is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.

I'm not afraid of him playing tricks, I'm afraid that he will come to Yin.

For example, this Jingzhou incident.

Nightwing snorted lazily, "Got it." ”

......

On the weekend, Jiang Mian took Li Zhuyi to the Ji building on time.

This time I didn't wear a mask and walked to the front desk openly.

Fan Cheng had been waiting for her downstairs for a long time, and he saw her coming. He coughed lightly and said, "Miss Jiang, we are filming on the twentieth floor." ”

Jiang Mian bowed slightly, "Okay." ”

He took the two of them into the president's exclusive elevator under the gaze of the little girl at the front desk.

The little girl at the front desk stared at Jiang Mian's back for a long time, and she always felt very familiar.

She pounded the colleague next to her and lifted it.

A colleague cut off, "People are big stars, can they not be familiar?" Haven't watched the lock heart recently? ”

"No," she was quite distressed, the star was familiar, but she always felt that she had seen Jiang Mian somewhere. "I feel like I've seen her."

"In a dream."

She was not convinced, "Don't believe it, I'm sure I've seen it, you wait for me to think about it." ”

Do what they do, if nothing else, there must be eyesight. She had to think about it carefully, where she had seen Jiang Mian.

Those eyes......

Inside the elevator.

Fan Cheng: "It takes about two hours to shoot, and the president asked me to accompany you." ”

"No," Jiang Mian knew that he was not an idler, "you are busy with you, I will call you if you need to." ”

Fan Cheng nodded, "That's okay, I'll take the young lady over first, get familiar with it, and if you have any questions, you can find me." ”

There are no outsiders here, so he won't pretend.

Jiang Mianwan, "Okay." ”

In this perfume advertisement, Jiang Mian did not have a single line.

It's just that it is necessary to shoot and magnify the beauty of Jiang Mian at close range, and it will be broadcast on major outdoor advertising screens across the country in the form of projection in the later stage.

When he arrived at the studio, Fan Cheng took Jiang Mian to find the stylist, explained, and then said hello to Jiang Mian and left.

The whole perfume ad is about pure desire.

Jiang Mian first changed into a skirt under the arrangement of the stylist.

It is a white suspender bow tutu.

Jiang Mian's skin is white and tender, and she has always done a good job in skin care.

Wearing a white dress, I instantly felt that the whole person was pure, but there was still a charming temperament on my body.

The stylist couldn't help but exclaim: "It's better than I expected." ”