They were originally here to talk about things today, and Lu Jing'an's visit made it clear that he was here to support Huanong.
If someone is willing to give him face, she must continue, so that the rest of the matter can be easily discussed.
How many people could get the face Lu Jingan gave him?
"I have long heard that Huanong and Mr. Lu have a close relationship. It seems to be true."
"Yes, how many people can drink the Moutai given by Mr. Lu? We are also lucky to have Tohuano today."
Huanong looked at everyone exchanging pleasantries with each other, lowered her head and laughed. Naturally, she couldn't be stupid enough to refute. At this time, she wished that the few people in front of her would think that she and Lu Jingan had a close relationship.
Lest she drink too much at the wine table tonight.
The atmosphere in Huanong was far less harmonious than that in Lu Jing'an's. After all, she came here to ask for help from others, and Lu Jing'an was always the one who was asked for help.
After drinking for three rounds, Huanong left on the pretext of going to the bathroom.
Just as I turned the corner to enter the bathroom, a person came out.
Both of them retreated.
The questions came out in unison.
"How much did you smoke?"
"How much did you drink?"
Huanong did not bother with him on such a trivial matter and responded truthfully: "Two or three drinks."
"The smell of other people's cigarettes."
Lu Jing'an also answered according to Huanong's words, and then lowered his head to look at her, the shadow of his tall and handsome figure shrouding her.
"Talk about things?"
"I want a female lead in a movie."
Lu Jing'an held a cigarette and laughed briefly: "Mrs. Lu, why do you want to do it? If you don't hide your marriage and occupy Mrs. Lu's position, what do you want that others can't deliver to you? You still need to be at the wine table with others. Socializing?"
"Mr. Lu, the fortune teller said that whoever I eat will die early in my life. Do you think my dad will die early?"
Huanong looked up at him, his drunken face a little pink, very attractive.
Lu Jingan thought of the scene in the bathtub last night, and his tailbone went numb.
His mind is filled with lustful things. His possessiveness towards Huanong is not only a spiritual conquest but also a physical one.
"I am determined and not afraid."
"Director Lu..." Huanong was about to say something when the boss of Shengmao saw that Lu Jing'an had not returned to the box for a long time and was worried that something might happen.
After looking for it, I was about to enter the bathroom when I heard the boss talking to a woman.
He didn't hear the first half of the sentence, but only the second half of the sentence.
I was about to leave because I was afraid of disturbing the boss's business, but when I saw someone coming out of another box, I couldn't help shouting.
remind.
Huanong heard the noise and entered the bathroom.
Near ten o'clock, the banquet ended.
When Huanong was about to send people out, a call came from the director of the production, and she looked at everyone apologetically.
"Just answer the phone and Wei Shi will take us down."
Huanong smiled and nodded. The crew wanted to inform her that the filming location had changed tomorrow.
Huanong hung up the phone, opened the box door and went out. She saw Lu Jing'an leaving the box surrounded by a group of people, about ten meters in front of her.
Huanong shook his phone, thinking about how to hook up with someone without being discovered.
Suddenly, an old woman wearing a Chinese cheongsam came out of the corner and slapped Lu Jing'an with a wave of her hand.
In an instant, the entire corridor was quiet.
Lu Jing'an's head was knocked to the side. There were a few strands of hair hanging down from his neatly combed head.
Seemingly in disbelief, the man slowly raised his eyes with a hint of suppressed anger.
Before he had time to attack, the familiar custom-made perfume floated over, followed by a crisp slap.
The old lady had just finished beating someone, and before she could show off her power, Huanong slapped her back.
The thin figure stood in front of Lu Jing'an, full of anger and a bit murderous: "If he doesn't hit women, I will."
At this moment, Lu Jing'an and all the bosses behind him felt that Huanong's image was eight feet tall, comparable to the giant Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple.
Towering and full of the radiance of Buddha nature.
In the corridor of Heyueju, perhaps the people in the box next door had just finished their meal and left. There were cleaning tools at the door. Huanong held the handle of the broom and pulled out the stick.
"This is the first time in my life that I have seen someone rush into the house to beat someone. The old lady probably wants to see the King of Hell."
After Huanong finished speaking, he raised his hand and landed a stick on the old lady's arm, but she dodged it.
It landed on the wall with a snap, and the stick broke into two pieces.
When the old lady saw this, she felt a chill rise.
"Huanong, the affairs of my Jiang family have nothing to do with you."
"Of course, the trouble with your Jiang family has nothing to do with me, but... Boss Lu is the person I want to bring home as my son-in-law."
"You hit Boss Lu without asking me for my opinion first?"
Snap——Huanong dropped the stick in his hand, dropped the bag and mobile phone in his hand, stepped towards the old lady, pressed her shoulders and pushed her to the window, leaving half of her body hanging outside.
"You don't want to die, do you? I've seen too many old immortals like you. Even when you're old, you still refuse to admit defeat. You think the world still belongs to you. Why? Didn't the Lord of Hell give you a dream at night? Didn't he tell you that you would die soon? Why don’t you stop struggling?”
"One third of the human appearance has not yet been learned, and the other seven points of the ghost appearance are lifelike."
"You don't look at whose territory this is. Isn't it your turn to act wild?"
Huanong said, letting go of her hand. The old lady suddenly lost her grip and almost fell.
When her lower back was pressed against the window sill and she was about to fall down, Huanong grabbed her.
The old lady was so frightened that she almost had a heart attack.
"At your age, you can go see your ancestors on the second floor. Do you believe it?"
"Huanong, kill me. Believe it or not, your life will be over."
Bang——Huanong tried his best to pull the old lady back from the window sill, but the force was too strong and she was thrown directly against the wall.
Seeing this, the people next to the old lady wanted to step forward and pull her up, but Xu Wei restrained her.
"Of course I won't kill you. People like you don't deserve it!"
Bang - Huanong raised his hand and slapped him again: "Think carefully before you touch Lu Jing'an from now on. If you mess with me, how many lives do you have?"
The old lady came to Lu Jing'an to settle accounts, but before she could say anything about the matter, Huanong backhandedly dealt with her.
...........
Bang - The car door had just been closed, and Lu Jingan didn't even have time to raise the fender. He held Huanong's face in his hands and brought it to him, kissing him fiercely, and exploring every inch of territory with his tongue.
The passion was so high that it was almost on the verge of breaking out.
He hugged Huanong and wanted to rub her into his bones.
Wanting to have her, the feeling running through her had never been so urgent.
Huanong reached out and pushed Lu Jingan away, panting and asked him, "Why don't you fight back?"
