The blank brain suddenly came to a sense, "Ah, has it arrived?" ”

"Yes, it's already there."

Xia Zhuxi bowed ninety degrees and said softly, "Then, let's go back to the president first, and please rest early." ”

"Okay, okay."

Opening the door, Han Jiaren suddenly became a little weak, "Well, he shouldn't have come back yet, right?" ’

……

What the drunk Han Jiaren experienced after returning home, outsiders have no way of knowing.

Li Zhenyu only knew that when he saw her again the next day, his red and swollen eyes seemed to be bigger than they looked yesterday.

"I'm sorry, President, I'll get back to work as soon as I can."

"In the crew, you want to call me director."

"Inside, director."

After teaching Han Jiaren, who didn't understand the rules, Li Zhenyu devoted himself to the crew's quasi-work.

"Star You" will be filmed by him personally, and whoever keeps the other directors busy.

Either he was working on a shoot or he was sent to learn advanced shooting concepts and techniques around the world.

At this time, Park Hoon-jung, who was about to take off at the airport, was full of helplessness, and he had learned Hollywood things.

Even if you want to learn something new, you should at least wait a while.

It's only been six months, and the boss is too anxious to fully grasp what he has learned before, right?

But thinking about the company's development, Park Hoon-jung felt that he could understand his urgency.

If this were not the case, the company would not have been able to compete with the big three in such a short period of time, and there was a momentum to overtake them head-on.

Therefore, being the boss is the most difficult one!

"Beauty, let go a little more, go crazy, and perform the feeling of a crazy woman."

"Thinking about some sad things, showing a sad and empty feeling, imagining that I am an older woman, beautiful on the outside, and extremely lonely on the inside, but still trying to be perfect in front of the public."

There was some free time before the start of filming, and Lee Jin-woo personally instructed her on how to show Cheon Song-yi's mental state.

Han Jiaren listened carefully and put all her attention into it, so much so that she couldn't notice how ugly the expression on Yeon Jung-hoon's face outside the set was.

The opening ceremony in the afternoon was very lively, and everyone went to the restaurant to celebrate after the end.

"President, that...... Did Jeonghoon Oba's interview go well? ”

During the dinner, Han Jiaren mentioned this matter again, and Li Zhenyu suddenly said: "Look at me, I almost forgot, wait for me to call and ask." ”

"Director Kim, how was the result of Yeon Jung-hoon-se's interview in the afternoon?"

“…… Okay, I got it. ”

Putting down the phone, under Han Jiaren's concerned gaze, Li Zhenyu frowned and asked with a displeased expression: "Director Jin said that he didn't show up, is the time wrong?" ”

Han Jia's heart jumped, followed by shame and intense anger.

Why don't you know how to cherish the opportunity you have won for him?

How could time be wrong, I confirmed it with him several times, and left a note before leaving.

He deliberately did not show up out of gratuitous jealousy.

Disappointment, immense disappointment.

Han Jiaren, who was sulking, didn't notice that the corners of Li Zhenyu's mouth were smiling evilly.

"Lady senior, let me toast."

"Inside, okay...... Please sit down, don't be so polite. ”

"Beauty, senior, have a drink with me too!"

"Inside."

Han Jiaren became the target of everyone's siege for a while, and Li Zhenyu sat on the side and watched the development of the situation.

In this case, it is not good to sweep everyone's interest.

What's more, drinking more can also relieve the depression in her heart, and now Han Jiaren needs alcohol, more than ever.

"Slow down, watch the door."

helped Han Jiaren to get into the car, this was the second time she was drunk in front of Li Zhenyu's eyes.

Maybe it was because of the first good impression that Han Jiaren trusted him very much, and the whole person hung on him and let him stuff himself into the back seat.

"President, thank you... Thank you. ”

"Secretary Xia, I still have to trouble you to send her back."

"Inner, President."

Xia Zhuxi got into the car, let her lean on herself, and instructed the driver, "Drive." ”

Seeing the car go away, Li Zhenyu knew that it was almost there.

Next time, maybe it should be him who will show up in person, how should Yeon Jung-hoon deal with it?

The car quickly stopped in front of the villa, and Xia Zhuxi did not leave in advance like last time, but helped Han Jiaren, who was unsteady on her feet, into the door together.

Stumbling through the hallway of the entrance and about to enter the living room, Yan Jung-hoon appeared in front of him, "Beauty... How do you drink like this, you are? ”

"Hello, Yeon Jung-hoon-se, I'm Ha Joo-hee, Chairman Lee Jin-woo's personal assistant."

"Tonight is the kick-off celebration banquet of the new drama, and the juniors always toast her, so Han Jiaren Xiduo drank a few more glasses, and the president specially asked me to send her home."

Hearing the words 'Lee Jin-woo' again, Yeon Jung-hoon's expression was very ugly.

But in front of the beauties, he still has to maintain his due manly demeanor, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work." ”

"No, nothing hard. I just did what the president told me to do, and that's what I should do. ”

"Huh, huh? It's good that you'll grow up. ”

As if he hadn't heard Yeon Jung-hoon's irony, Ha Joo-hee responded very sincerely: "Yes, the president has always been very friendly to ladies. ”

Yeon Jung-hoon is like eating a poisonous mushroom, his face turns blue for a while, green for a while, and red and black for a while.

It's very friendly to the ladies, what kind of friendliness.

Like now, is it just a simple celebration, a drink, and a chat about the script?

Or is it ......

Yeon Jung-hoon's fists clenched tightly, and if it was Lee Jin-woo in front of him right now, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would make some ridiculous moves.

But looking at that expressionless and formulaic pretty face, Yeon Jung-hoon could only hold back his anger coldly: "She has arrived home, you should go." ”

"Yes, sir."

Xia Zhuxi put her on the sofa, bowed politely and left.

"Nishiba, ah, damn bitch......"

Yeon Jung-hoon spun around in a circle and cursed loudly, looking at his drunk and unconscious wife on the sofa, and the anger in his heart was more like being doused with gasoline.

Son of a bitch, damn a son of a bitch.

He must have done something shameless, slaughtered him, I must slaughter him.

But when the anger gradually faded under the brilliance of time, reason prevailed again, and all Yeon Jung-hoon's emotions turned into an impotent low roar: "Ah~"

Headshot slumped to the floor, and Yeon Jung-hoon didn't know what else he could do.

Is that person something he can resist?

Maybe there is nothing between them, the wife has not arrived home safely, and there were many people at the previous dinner.

On the set, it was just normal guidance, and there was no excesses.

Perhaps, I should refuse the olive branch he threw out?

(End of chapter)