Lan Chaojin scoffed when he heard the gossip of Mu Chengcheng and Bai Zhifan.

He quickly signed a check, handed it to his panicked men, and instructed, "Don't look like you can't stand the storm, calm down." ”

The subordinate took the check and left, and Lan Chaojin lazily leaned back on the seat and turned around for half a circle.

His office sits on the top floor of the financial center, which has the best views in the entire southern city, and its 270-degree floor-to-ceiling glass windows always cast a coastline-like sunset in.

He took out the photo of Mu Chengcheng that he deliberately put in his wallet, and the corners of his lips outlined a playful smile.

Lan Chaojin stared at the smiling girl in the photo and flicked his fingers indifferently.

As night fell, the whole city was lit up with colorful glass.

Mu Chengcheng wore a delicate green dress, like a shining jewel standing at the door.

Inside the box are dozens of elite bigwigs.

Each has good taste and extraordinary bearing.

Lan Chaojin bowed slightly to an old man, and then walked over and naturally hugged Mu Chengcheng's waist: "Fu Lao, this is my fiancée, the daughter of the Mu family, Mu Chengcheng." ”

Mu Chengcheng, who was called Fu Lao, recognized him at a glance as a master of domestic landscape painting and an important figure in various literary associations.

Mu Chengcheng hurriedly stretched out his two hands respectfully to hold the first half of Fu Lao's palm, bowed ninety degrees and said: "My father likes your autumn garden picture very much, but the rare manuscript is hard to find, I heard that the painting was auctioned in Hong Kong for 43 million Hong Kong dollars. ”

Fu Lao was wearing a well-fitting Zhongshan suit, slender but tough, and shook his hand with a smile: "Painting this thing is only worth money when someone buys it, unlike you young people, who have the ability and courage, and still have a lot of time to try and make mistakes, envy, envy!" ”

Mu Chengcheng behaved appropriately and stood elegantly and dignified next to Lan Chaojin.

When he entered the table, Mu Chengcheng asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell me in advance about such an important bureau today, I'll prepare well....."

Lan Chaojin patted the back of her hand: "You are already very beautiful." ”

"So what are you going to do today?" Mu Chengcheng seems to have done enough preparations.

Lan Chaojin smiled easily: "Eat, drink, chat, by the way...."

Lan Chaojin shook Mu Chengcheng's hand vigorously: "Give my fiancée, hit the country." ”

Mu Chengcheng boasted that she had been in and out since she was a child, and no one could be better at high-sounding style than her.

Kelan Chaojin is obviously more than one step ahead of her.

He talked eloquently, knowing the physics of celestial agriculture and farming, and how to mix the paste of pancake fruit.

The old artists are all admired by both the elegant and the vulgar.

Successful businessmen are also transparent.

Lan Chaojin entered their world very well, and Jiaolong was able to swim with ease.

Mu Chengcheng held the goblet in his hand, looked at Lan Chaojin's figure through the wall of the cup, and began to feel relieved in his heart.

She remembered Chu Qi's words: "If you are asked to find it, it may not be better than him...."

So he hooked his lips and smiled, stepped forward and grabbed Lan Chaojin's arm, and asked, "I'm starting to wonder now, how can you like me so easily?" ”

Mu Chengcheng's eyes drew an upward eyeliner, and with a look of anticipation, he flew into Lan Chaojin's cold heart.

"Tell me?" Mu Chengcheng smiled coquettishly: "What is your purpose?" ”

Lan Chaojin looked at her silently, smiled softly, and said softly: "You have seen through it, Miss Mu...."

"I've never liked anyone easily, why don't we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"You chose to fall in love with me, and I tell you how it took me eighteen years to get to you?"

"Eighteen years?"

Mu Chengcheng's eyes suddenly became puzzled.

Lan Chaojin's face did not move at all.

"I just told a little lie, don't be so serious." He moved his lips, and the clouds were light.

"What lie?"

Just then, another stranger pushed the door open.

Lan Chaojin patted Mu Chengcheng's hand and headed towards the man.

Mu Chengcheng heard him greeting from a distance: "You are finally here, I am Lan Chaojin." ”

A timely rain makes the city much fresher from the inside out.

The thunder of electric fans briefly streaked across the night sky.

The work group also sent photos of the actors hiding in the director's studio during the night scene.

But after a while, Mu Chengcheng's phone rang suddenly.

I don't know if it's psychological, but the frequency of the vibration seems to be very intense.

Mu Cheng took it, it was a call from the actor's assistant director, his voice was a little hoarse, and he only said that something happened on the set.

When Mu Chengcheng rushed over, it was close to three o'clock in the morning.

Anker cried like a tearful man standing outside the director's studio, wrapped in a blanket and with her hair wet on her forehead.

Her assistant was also crying and sobbing and was wrapping his arms around her.

Mu Chengcheng first walked over and said with concern: "What's the matter, Ke'er?" What's wrong? ”

An Ke'er stubbornly turned her face to the side, but her assistant kept saying for a moment: "Mr. Mu, the crew squeezed us out and bullied us, and even the director helped bully us!" ”

Mu Chengcheng frowned, she heard some on the road, but when she saw the scene like this, it seemed that she was making more trouble.

Mu Chengcheng stretched out his hand to hold An Ke'er's hand: "Why is it so cold...."

Then dragged her into the director's shed.

The director was also sitting on the side wearing headphones angrily, Mu Chengcheng went over and patted him on the shoulder: "Director Zhang, it's hard work today..."

Everyone knows that Mu Chengcheng is accountable, but no one blames her for her first sentence.

"It rained a lot just now, and I stayed up until three o'clock in the morning, and everyone worked hard..."

Mu Chengcheng raised his voice.

Seeing this, An Ke'er seemed to have taken off the guard in her heart, and simply cried.

Her voice seemed to be wrapped in great sadness, and her mouth was full of grievances: "Sister, although my temper is a little strange and a little feathered, but I am very serious about filming, today's overtime is overtime, two hours and three hours of overtime is nothing, but six hours over!" ....”

She pointed to her eyes, "My contact lenses are all dry...."

Generally speaking, the on-site director on the side should not interject, and he doesn't know if it was at the director's behest or because of his own resentment, so he rushed to say: "You only arrived on the set at three o'clock in the afternoon, where did it take so long, and besides, you are not alone, everyone is accompanying you!" ”

Mu Chengcheng sank his face, only glanced at him lightly, and it was the director who spoke out to dissuade him: "Okay, Archie, say a few words, notify everyone, and call it a day." ”

"Wait a minute!" An Ke'er suddenly raised her voice: "Forget the overtime, why did you beat my assistant just now?" Isn't she human? She's an assistant, does she deserve to be slapped by you? ”

Mu Chengcheng raised his eyes and looked at the director continuously: "Director, on the way here just now, I didn't hear that anyone else did it......."

Director Zhang slowly took off the headphones from his head and glared at the boss: "I didn't see it!" ”

He turned to the on-site director: "Archie! What's going on? ”

At three o'clock in the morning, the highway was long gone.

The stagnant water washed away by the rain is still pouring into the underground drains.

Mu Chengcheng slowly paced and took An Ke'er's assistant's hand, and asked softly, "I don't ask him, I ask you, what's going on?" ”

An Keer's assistant is a thin little girl with bangs.

She whimpered and said, "I went to get Sister Ke'er's things, and I was about to get in the car and leave, but Director Qi said that there was still a scene that had not been filmed, and he slapped me when he pulled it..."