Tang Zhanya's fame is limited, and she is depressed and entertained and doesn't take it seriously, and now this outlet is announced, and it is clear that she is abandoning the car to protect the handsome.

Gao Jianhao knew that she was having a hard time, so he took the opportunity to speak: "You say, what should I do?" ”

Mu Yi said coldly: "Mr. Gao, tell me what's going on on the set first?" Campus idol drama, how did it become a third-rate erotic film in the hands of Director Wang. ”

Gao Jianhao haha: "Borrowing the position, I also complain that Wang Qing didn't stop in time, I have already severely criticized it, and I promise that there will be no next time." ”

Mu Yiwei chased after him: "Leader, you understand that even if Zhanya's conditions are not popular with half the sky, they will not fall to the point where they are now." ”

"Although outsiders should not interfere in the private affairs between their sisters, it is in the interests of the company, should you also come out and say something."

Gao Jianhao said solemnly: "Yes, I must talk to Cancan." You see, this—"

Mu Yiwei: "Zhanya is not sick. ”

Gao Jianhao pursed his lips and sat down close to her: "Otherwise, let Yaya admit that she drank wine that day, and this matter will pass." ”

His paws covered the back of Mu Yiwei's hand, like holding a piece of beautiful jade, rubbing endlessly.

Mu Yiwei sat still and didn't move, but his voice sank: "This matter is not that simple. ”

Gao Jianhao laughed more and more so that his sideburns and white hair were dangling back and forth, and his hand was already running along the back of her hand and on her thigh: "As long as you nod, I will do this." There are so many good children in the company, you have to hold on to that piece of jade, if you give up, Cancan will not always work against you. ”

Mu Yiwei pulled the boiling kettle on the tea set and poured half a cup.

Gao Jianhao's whole face was buried in her neck, and he squinted and blew lightly on her earlobe.

Mu Yiwei raised his hand——

"Ah, you, bang ......" Gao Jianhao jumped up from the heat, stumbled over the table leg again, fell straight to the ground, and the back of his head hit the armrest of the sofa.

Although the watch layer is soft, he has a white face and can't speak because of the strong momentum.

Mu Yiwei got up and smiled at him: "But I remember, Yaya didn't drink that day." With that, he turned and walked out.

"Mu Yiwei, don't be embarrassed, this matter is not over......" Gao Jianhao squatted on the ground, like thunder.

Tang Zhanya was cowardly, but she only listened to Mu Yiwei's words, she didn't let go, Tang Zhanya would rather die than cooperate.

It's really not over.

When she went out of the office and bumped into a few people who listened to the corner, she saw Mu Yiwei coming out and scattering in a hurry, so she ran to the corner to eat like no one else.

The restaurant was already brightly lit, and I had just drunk so much that I was hot and dry.

Mu Yiwei simply opened his coat and squinted and walked down the street.

Gao Jianhao is well-known in the industry for being lustful, and he has never concealed his intentions for Mu Yiwei, if it is only in terms of appearance, Shengyu's leading actress will lose a few points to her.

The problem is that Mu Yiwei can't ask Gao Jianhao, and going to bed is a matter of what you and I want.

Over the years, he has allowed Wang Yuan and their small actions to do nothing more than these thoughts.

It's a pity that Mu Yiwei never put him in his eyes, and she is the only one in the whole company, and from time to time she raises her throat and calls the director.

reminded Gao Jianhao that he was never the main owner of Shengyu, but a part-time director.

Mu Yi, who was walking with his eyes closed, froze slightly in place, lowered his head, and his high heels were stuck.

Squatting down and pulling the shoe with both hands, the shoe was pulled out, but the heel was broken.

Mu Yiwei got up, took off his other shoe and threw it to the side, and walked forward barefoot.

Not far behind, the black Audi that followed her slowly started, and there was always a distance of about ten meters between her and Mu Yiwei.

The night is getting quieter, the pedestrians on the side of the road are gone, and there are fewer vehicles coming and going on both sides.

Seeing that Mu Yiwei, who was obviously drunk, actually shook in the direction of the suburbs, and the car followed more and more tightly.