"Director He, are you trying to persuade us not to go to the Southwest Art Troupe?"
Zheng Shuyun suppressed his laughter and directly pierced the window paper.
He Kun coughed awkwardly, "What I mean is that our Northeastern Art Troupe is your natal family, so we are close. As the saying goes, a son will never be too ugly for a bitch or a dog for a poor family. Although you have better ones now. Make a choice, but you must carefully consider it, and don’t be impulsive!”
At the dinner table just now, if Luo Yi didn't say what he would say in reply after the year, he would have said it.
He was afraid that the two of them would agree directly.
"Director He, don't worry, we will definitely consider such a big matter seriously!" Zheng Shuyun agreed with a smile.
He Kun nodded like a fool, "If you really go to the Southwest Art Troupe, you will have to leave your hometown. It will be even more difficult to go home. Aren't you the most reluctant to leave your family? And Ye Ning, also to join the army, really If I join the Southwest Art Troupe, my husband and I will be separated again, and the gains outweigh the losses!"
As he talked, he racked his brains to think about the disadvantages of going to the Southwest Art Troupe.
"Director He, we all understand and will consider it carefully. It's getting late, so Ye Ning and I will go back and rest first!"
Zheng Shuyun didn't want to listen to his nagging anymore. After finishing speaking, he pulled Ye Ning and walked out.
"You girl, I haven't finished speaking yet..." He Kun was extremely impatient, but he couldn't do anything about Zheng Shuyun.
After all, they still wanted to go to the Southwest Art Troupe, otherwise they would have expressed their stance to him just now.
Thinking of this, his heart felt really cold.
These heartless little girls really pissed him off!
"Hahaha, Ye Ning, did you see Director He's anxious look just now? This is the first time I have seen Director He lose his temper in such a long time in the art troupe."
After returning to the room, Zheng Shuyun suddenly couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
On the contrary, Ye Ning felt that He Kun was a little pitiful because he didn't even care about his face just to keep them.
"what are you thinking?"
Zheng Shuyun stopped after laughing enough, "You want to go to the Southwest Art Troupe? I don't want to go."
This answer surprised Ye Ning, because Zheng Shuyun has always been keen on making connections, and he would obviously have a better future if he joined the Southwest Art Troupe.
Zheng Shuyun continued, "I think our art troupe is very good, and Director He is right. I don't want to leave my hometown."
"Then why didn't you just tell Director He directly?" Ye Ning felt that if she did, it would be a reassurance for He Kun.
Zheng Shuyun couldn't help laughing again, "I deliberately made Director He nervous so that he could pay more attention to us."
Ye Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that she still had such little thoughts.
Zheng Shuyun's expression became serious again, "What about you? What are your plans?"
She knew very well that judging from Ye Ning's strength, staying in the group would indeed be a bit of an inconvenience.
And Luo Yi obviously cares more about Ye Ning.
Ye Ning did not answer immediately, but thought seriously.
In fact, for her, it is the same whether she is in the Northeastern Art Troupe or the Southwest Art Troupe.
Although she and Gu Feng are currently married, they are not related to each other, so there is no problem of living apart in two places.
From a long-term perspective, the Southwest Art Troupe is of course better.
Thinking of Gu Feng, her mood became solemn.
"I'll think about it again."
"There's no rush, it won't be decided until after the New Year anyway. No matter where you choose in the end, we are best friends, and I will always support and bless you." Zheng Shuyun said sincerely.
Ye Ning was so moved, "I am the same."
…
In a house in the southwest of the capital city, even though it was already midnight, the lights were still bright and there was a lot of people inside.
Seven or eight drunk men sat around the table, pushing Pai Gow excitedly.
There are three or four men playing cards on the other side, and there is a woman sitting next to them.
The women are dressed more coquettishly than the other, and their fragrance is pungent.
There was smoke inside and outside the room, laughter and curses, one after another, and it was extremely noisy.
"Chu Mu, why don't you go play with everyone?"
The person who spoke was none other than Zheng Quanqiang, the boss of the group that Ye Ning met in the corridor today.
Zheng Quanqiang sat down on the sofa, and the man who looked exactly like Gu Feng sat next to him.
Chu Mu is his name.
"Boss, you know, I don't like this." Chu Mu's face was cold, even when facing Zheng Quanqiang.
Zheng Quanqiang laughed and touched his head with his hand. The green jade ring on his thumb was particularly eye-catching.
"You are just a boring person. You don't like money, you don't like gambling, and you don't like women, so what do you like?"
Although Zheng Quanqiang was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes at all.
Chu Mu still said calmly, "What the boss likes is what I like."
Zheng Quanqiang's laughter became even more wild and he patted his shoulder hard.
"You know how to make me happy. Follow me well, and you will be indispensable for future glory and wealth!"
Chu Mu's face was calm, "Thank you, boss."
At this time, the door of the next room opened, and a man walked out of it with his pants lifted.
Zheng Quanqiang glanced inside along the crack of the open door. The woman on the bed was motionless and obviously lifeless.
"Boy, how many times have I told you that you can't be more careful when playing?"
Liu Xiezi, who was called the second child, didn't take it seriously, and his wretched face showed that he was still unsatisfied.
"These girls are so disappointing, and all of them are vulgar fans. They are not fun to play at all. They are not as good as the one I met in the restaurant today. That girl is so damn beautiful! "
Just thinking about Ye Ning's cold and beautiful face made Liu Xiezi's blood boil.
Moreover, she is not that dry and thin. She has a bumpy figure, and the areas where she should be fat are really not ambiguous at all.
Zheng Quanqiang looked at his useless look and wished he could give him a slap in the face.
"You kid, please restrain yourself recently and don't miss my business!"
His voice was not serious, but it was full of warning.
Liu Xiezi quickly interrupted the exciting images in his mind and agreed honestly.
Then he shouted to the boys at the card table, "Come here, two people, carry the girl in the house to the backyard and bury her."
That light and unscrupulous tone made it seem as if what he killed was not a human life at all, but some cat or dog.
Chu Mu, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa, said nothing from beginning to end, with only a pair of dark eyes that were unfathomable.
