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When Shanghai tabloids published the scandal about Mr. Rongcheng, Sun Erhu had already returned from Yucheng to inquire about the news.
Although Meiyun has a simple personnel relationship, it may be difficult to know her previous whereabouts, but it is easy to track her daily movements.
After Gu Ming was injured, she frequently sent telegrams to Yucheng. Now that Xie Yu had great hands and eyes, it was easy to know the contents of her telegrams. He sent Sun Erhu to Yucheng and knew everything.
The news brought back by Sun Erhu made Xie Yu feel very bad.
"Brother, Miss Gu is injured. People in Yucheng are spreading the news that Miss Gu was seriously injured when she blocked Feng Qu's gun and her life was in danger. She was finally saved. I asked the doctor at the hospital and the situation was indeed very critical at that time. It was a little better. Feng Qu took him back to the Governor's Mansion to recover from his injuries."
Xie Yu was holding a writing brush and writing. He exerted force on his hand, and the writing brush suddenly broke into two pieces. In an instant, his face turned livid: "Feng Qu! Feng Qu again!" He threw away the writing brush and took down the half-written rice paper in front of him. I crumpled it up into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket at my feet. After calming my breathing, I spread out another piece of paper and changed my pen to write again.
Sun Erhu stood next to him, watching his hand holding the pen tremble slightly. A drop of ink from the tip of the pen wetted the rice paper, leaving a black mark on it, but he still didn't write a single stroke.
Hearing the news about Mr. Rongcheng again was a tabloid matter. Perhaps after a long period of psychological construction, Xie Yu could still maintain a certain degree of calm on his face, but he sent someone to the set to talk to Shuanglan that night.
Since the last time he met Guan Meiyun on the set, he has never seen Tan Shuanglan again.
On the contrary, Tan Shuanglan came to him several times, but he sent someone to take care of him and left. It seemed that he was really busy.
Tan Shuanglan was dressed very beautifully that night. When she came in wearing high heels, Xie Yu was already half drunk. She was a little timid after not seeing her for a long time. Her cold little hand touched his temple: "Brother Xie, why are you so drunk?" How much wine?"
Xie Yu closed his eyes and did not move, as if he was asleep, but Tan Shuanglan knew that he was not asleep, but just closing his eyes to rest, so she gently rubbed his temples for him.
He didn't reject her.
The joy in Tan Shuanglan's heart couldn't help bubbling, and her voice became gentler: "Brother Xie, you have to take care of your body when you are running around all day long. If you get sick, it will make people worry about you. .¡±
A movie company is a small society, and Ji Xinyuan's company has more than one actress. Everyone wants to play a good role. Everyone shows their talents. Tan Shuanglan's family background is not good. She thinks clearly now, what she wants It is impossible for others to deliver things to her in person, so she has to find a way to get them.
Whether it¡¯s the role or the love, it¡¯s the same.
Xie Yu closed his eyes and held her hand. With a slight exertion, the young girl was pulled into his arms. The man opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and the cruelty in his eyes was chilling, like a bloodthirsty head. The beast lowered its head to look for food, and nibbled on the girl's fair face, biting her ear beads all the way down, and stopped on her chest.
Tan Shuanglan's breathing was tense, and her chest was rising and falling. After the girl caught up with the food, she grew well and her chest was bulging. She looked at the man's red eyes and mustered up the courage to wrap her arms around his neck.
This is a gesture of invitation.
Xie Yu lowered his head, no longer scrupulous, just like a hungry person facing a plate of dishes that he did not like, sitting at the table and chewing, just to satisfy the hunger in front of him.
The next day, Tan Shuanglan woke up in Xie Mansion.
Xie Yu has returned to his previous unfamiliarity and indifference. He told Sun Erhu: "Take Miss Tan to buy jewelry and clothes. Buy whatever she likes."
Tan Shuanglan burst into tears immediately: "Brother Xie, you know, I am not trying to do these things."
"Then what do you want?" Xie Yu rubbed his forehead to relieve the pain of a hangover: "I can't give you anything else." He said sarcastically: "Or you want to be Mrs. Xie?"
Tan Shuanglan is stupid.
She was full of longing for love. She thought that after the two of them shared the same bed, their relationship would go further. They had a sweet dinner this morning, and then Xie Yu sent her to the set. In front of her colleagues on the set, she looked like those foreigners. Like the other women, she kissed him on the cheek and said, "See you in the evening, Darling."
How perfect.
However, Xie Yu's attitude made her feel cold - was he treating her like a casual girl in the entertainment scene?
"II" She was asked to propose to a man, but she couldn't do it. She only felt shame rushing up from the soles of her feet, all the way to Tianling Gai, and every hair on her body revealed shame.
&nbsThe mountains are close to the sea, and the wealth is flowing. There is no shortage of expenses for the aunt and wife.
Ji Xinyuan thought of Mr. Rongcheng¡¯s iron-clad articles and knew that the reasons behind them were definitely not the reasons for the tabloids to catch wind of rumors. He stopped looking for the root cause and went into the small screening room to enjoy their works together.
Fang Jingshu followed Secretary Ji Xinyuan's instructions and arrived at the screening room. When she heard the voices of men and women talking inside, Guan Meijun behind her already had a smile on her face: "Why does it sound like A Ming's voice to me?"
"A Ming?"
"Gu Ming." She explained, "That's Mr. Rongcheng."
At the end of the screening, Gu Ming stood up and applauded: "It was well shot, and the finished product is better than I expected."
Ji Xinyuan: "how low were your original expectations?" He couldn't hide his pride: "Don't you notice any difference?"
Gu Ming was embarrassed to say that she thought it would be good if it could be filmed. After all, the picture quality in this era was so bad that she, who was used to high-definition 4D movies, couldn't help but feel her heart beating when she accompanied Guan Meijun to watch movies for a long time. Barrage.
But her indifferent attitude irritated Tang Xinyuan, who rarely lost his composure: "This is a talkie, a talkie movie! The first domestic talkie movie in Shanghai!"
Gu Ming: Damn! Is this a moment in history? !
Her astonished eyes amused Ji Xinyuan: "I thought you were watching talkies every day, and you were always wondering if you had failed to get ahead again, and you were always wondering if any of your rivals had released a talkie recently!"
"This is the first domestic talkie film in Shanghai? The first one?"
Ji Xinyuan laughed loudly and opened the door of the screening room: "Come, Miss Gu, can we talk about the postponement issue?"
Gu Ming now knows why he mentioned the movie schedule and is not afraid that the novel author is in the whirlpool of rumors. It turns out that he has a magic weapon to win.
"Manager Ji, now I feel that I have a very unique vision. So many film company bosses came to me. I picked you with my discerning eyes. I am so lucky!"
"Promise to praise, Ji is lucky!"
The two of them raised their heads and met Fang Jingshu and Guan Meiyun at the door.
"Jingshu, am I late?" Ji Xinyuan lowered his head and looked at his watch, his expression relaxed.
Fang Jingshu's expression was not particularly good-looking. She looked up and down at the girl in front of her. She was very young and her skin was delicate and white, with no pores visible. The way she chatted with Ji Xinyuan just now showed that they were familiar with each other. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, she would It's been a long time since I've seen Ji Xinyuan laugh so loudly.
"Miss Gu?" She stretched out her hand in a new-style handshake: "Nice to meet you."
When Gu Ming saw Guan Meiyun behind her, she already guessed her identity, and generously extended her hand to shake her hand: "My Meiyun, please take care of me, Boss Fang!"
Fang Jingshu smiled lightly: "That's easy to say." She retracted her hand: "I seem to be a little early?"
Gu Ming guessed that they had something to talk about, so she said goodbye to Ji Xinyuan: "We'll discuss the filming date another day, so I won't waste Manager Ji's time. I took the liberty of coming over today to excuse my intrusion."
She said hello to Guan Meiyun and quickly disappeared into the corridor. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com