"Some people are different when they get rich."
"Having a good father makes you feel better than others."
Beixi Leng spoke quietly, with a hint of sarcasm.
Huanong took a sip of iced coffee and said leisurely: "Yes! Are you envious?"
"Hurry back to your father and ask him to work hard to make you a rich second generation as soon as possible. I don't know why some people hate the rich when they have nothing to eat and have nothing to do. I am rich and I am in your way? You are so lenient. Is your hometown by the seaside?”
"I heard you say you wanted to watch my show half a year ago. I thought about it but I didn't see you taking it seriously. Why don't you restrain yourself but instead get worse and worse?"
"you........"
Huanong clicked his tongue impatiently: "Okay, are you afraid that others won't know that you are jealous?"
"Beixi, I advise you to be wise. I am the largest investor in this show. I have not replaced you, which is already a favor. Don't be shameless."
"Sister Nong, are you going too far?"
Xia Mu was eating melon quietly on the edge. When Beixi's assistant spoke, she immediately smiled: "Beixi came to show off his power, but he didn't allow anyone to say a word? Is this too much? What about that person? What's the deal with meddling in other people's families?"
"Why don't you take some time to educate us?"
"It's just a scandal, do you believe it?" Beixi's assistant blushed and squinted his neck to retort.
"What you mean is fake! Please clarify if it's fake! Don't you want to go to the moon and try to win some porcelain? Lawyer Lu, the Prince of Hell in Beijing and Hong Kong, and the new upstarts in the business world are also within your reach? Forget it, and still Good things come in pairs? Is the face very expensive? Can’t you afford it? How many pounds should I give you?”
"Okay," Beixi started to stop him, and Xia Mu stopped his sarcastic tone. After staying with Huanong for a long time, he learned nothing else but his arrogant temperament from Sanxiang.
"Beixi, someone is looking for you outside."'
As soon as the farce here stopped, someone shouted at the door of the crew.
Beixi was stunned. Who would come to her at this time?
"who is it?"
"I don't know. I drive a Bentley worth more than 10 million yuan. Go and see for yourself."
Bentley?
Yan Kailai?
Beixi was shocked. Could it be that he came to visit him personally because of the scandal?
She was a little panicked. If at this time before, a wealthy father came to see her in a car worth thousands of dollars, she would have walked out proudly like a peacock, wagging her tail in front of everyone, but today She didn't dare. She knew that Yan Kailai was not a kind person. If he came to her, he would definitely come here for some reason.
"Ms. Beixi, Mr. Yan is in the car."
"Mr. Yan, do you have anything to do with me?"
The secretary shook his head: "I don't know."
When Beixi opened the door, he saw the secretary taking out a cigarette from his pocket and walking to the shade of a tree not far away.
"Mr. Yan."
"Have you contacted Mr. Lu?" Yan Kailai got straight to the point. He couldn't contact Lu Jing'an, and he couldn't see anyone in the company, so he had to take a detour to find Beixi.
"No...no."
Yan Kailai held a business card between his fingertips and handed it over: "Call."
Beixi lowered his head and saw the three characters Lu Jing'an printed on the gilded business card. There was no company name, no address, just three naked characters. It was obvious that Lu Jing'an himself did not need the so-called position at all.
Beixi didn't dare to make this call because she was afraid that if she did, Yan Kailai would pinch her neck and throw her out like he did that night.
But right now, there are so many people in the film and television city that she can't afford to gamble.
Beixi tremblingly dialed Lu Jing'an's number.
On that side, it took a long time to answer the call.
"Mr. Lu."
On the other side, Lu Jingan seemed a little surprised to receive a call from Beixi: "Miss Beixi?"
Beixi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "It's me, Mr. Lu, about Weibo news..."
"How much profit did Miss Beixi gain from this?" The man's tone was measured, deliberately containing some ambiguity that ordinary people couldn't see. If Beixi heard this, he would probably take it as a question, but Yan Kailai listened. But no, if a person of Lu Jing'an's level wanted to question Beixi, it would not be her turn to make the call.
Just sending any security guard could ruin her reputation. Yan Kailai took out his cell phone and typed a few words. Beixi took a look at it. Although he was flustered, he was an actor after all.
"Mr. Lu, can I meet you?"
"Does Miss Beixi want to see me, or does Mr. Yan want to see me?"
Yan Kailai was exposed, and a look of unnaturalness flashed across his face.
Just as he was about to answer the phone, Lu Jing'an's voice sounded, with a hint of chasing away customers: "The most taboo thing in doing business is to sit down and take advantage of the situation. The situation between Mr. Yan and Miss Beixi has trapped me between them. It's really interesting."
Beixi was shocked and did not dare to take the blame. She had heard of Lu Jing'an's reputation: "Mr. Lu..."
She responded with a hung up call.
Before Yan Kailai could have a seizure, his secretary came over with his cell phone and knocked on the car window: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Xu from Shengmao has brought someone to the company and said he wants to see you."
"Xu Qing?"
"yes."
"Go back to the company first," Yan Kailai took a deep look at Bei Xi. The latter recognized the situation, opened the door and got out of the car, not daring to be ambiguous at all.
Huanong had just stood up to go to the set when he saw Bei Xi coming in. His expression had lost its luster and he looked a little distracted.
On Friday, there was a drama announcement in Huanong, and the director asked them to attend an event. The event ended at almost nine o'clock. She rubbed her legs and leaned on the back of the chair and lamented that it was not easy to be a star. She filmed during the day and went to activities at night.
"Sister, Lu Law Firm is here."
Huanong turned sideways and glanced at the high-rise buildings in the CBD area: "Pull over and stop."
Chen said to park the car.
Huanong took out his mobile phone and dialed Lu Jing'an.
No one answered on that side.
So, a call was made to He Zhu.
"Secretary He, where is your boss?"
"The boss has come home from get off work!" The boss has stopped working overtime since he got married. Mr. Xu is exhausted every day. The old man wants to plunge into the quagmire of love after he indulges in porn.
Mr. Xu couldn't even pull it out.
Huanong hung up the phone and ordered them to return to Puyun Mountain.
In the courtyard of Puyun Mountain, there was a faint green light. Huanong complained several times that the light was comparable to the scene of a ghost movie. Mr. Lu got tired of hearing this and called the gardener to give her a lesson and make some mistakes in the garden. Knowledge, to the effect of killing mosquitoes.
Huanong thought to himself, if this is the case, then he can bear it.
After pushing the door open and entering the house, Quinlan lowered his head and placed the slippers at her feet.
"Where is your husband?"
"Sir is in the kitchen."
"What to do?" There were so many servants in Puyunshan that she couldn't even recognize them. What kind of things did he need to do personally?
Quinlan wanted to say, but was a little embarrassed: "You will know when you go and take a look."
