Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

lounge.

As lively as it is on the stage, it is as deserted as it is here.

Both of them were waiting for the other to speak first, and finally Sheng Jing couldn't help it: "Master Fu, is he planning to wait until the recording of the show is over?"

"I'll wait for Mr. Sheng to explain what just happened."

Sheng Jing looked around the lounge, and finally stopped at Wen Qian's dressing table, and picked up Wen Qian's makeup loose powder: "I just arrived at the self-introduction session, and Wen Qian left."

He wanted something more to happen.

Fu Yicheng patted off the loose powder in Sheng Jing's hand, the small box fell on the table, the loose powder spilled out, and stained the edges of their suits

He doesn't like others to touch things that Wen Qian has touched, especially those he hates.

Sheng Jing was not angry, under the bright incandescent light, the back of his hand was obviously red, which shows how hard Fu Yicheng just said: "Master Fu is really as stingy as the rumors say."

"It's good to know." His weakness is too obvious, that is, Wen Qian, and his open admission will catch the opponent off guard.

Fu Yicheng gradually approached Shengjing, and the distance between the two soon became one finger: "Don't let me see you approaching Qianqian again."

Although Sheng Jing did not pay Yi Chenggao, he did not lose his momentum: "Why should I listen to you?"

Humans always have a rebellious mentality, I will do what you don't let me do, this is Shengjing's current mood.

That's right, at the beginning, he was indeed rushing to Fu Yicheng, or to complete the task. Unfortunately, he is suspicious by nature, and he would not trust Fu Yicheng just by saying a word.

In his opinion, choosing Wen Qian to start with was the most correct decision so far, and the more times he came into contact with Wen Qian, the more interesting he found it.

Unlike Fu Yicheng, Wen Qian is a child of a poor family, but she would actually refuse the invitation of a national program for Fu Yicheng.

Fu Yicheng took out a few folded A4 papers from his pocket, spread out the whole one and threw it on Sheng Jing's body. Although the paper was light and light, Sheng Jing felt that the place where it was hit was quite painful.

The paper was scattered on the ground, Sheng Jing didn't want to pick it up at first, but when he lowered his head and vaguely saw the words on it, his complexion sank, and he quickly squatted down to pick up the last page.

The above chapter clearly told him the fact that his beloved teahouse was acquired.

Fu Yicheng loosened his tie, and seeing Sheng Jing's expression satisfied him, he was in a good mood.

Sheng Jing directly squeezed the paper in his hand until it was deformed. Fu Yicheng's move really caught him off guard.

He is the owner behind the teahouse but he is not the owner. The behind-the-scenes of a big company always has several hidden properties.

But the owner of the teahouse is someone he trusts, Fu Yicheng actually got him to sign this contract, he still hasn't heard any rumors, it's cruel enough.

"Master Fu really is Master Fu."

"Congratulations, if you still dare to appear in front of Wen Qian again, I'll buy one after another." Anyway, he has plenty of money, and this is not a capital city where Shengjing can go his own way.

Sheng Jing's heart was beating "suddenly", he believed that Fu Yicheng could do it.

"Does Fu Jinan know that you are so willful and reckless?" Even Fu Jinan wanted to give him three points, but Fu Yicheng dared to do this to him.

Fu Yicheng knew that he mentioned Fu Jinan's name to threaten him. Fu Jinan and Ning Wenru had traveled all over the world, so it would not be difficult to find them with Shengjing's ability.

But Fu Yicheng believed that Fu Jinan would not just do nothing, he was not worried about his own safety, but always worried about Ning Wenru's comfort.

"Mr. Sheng doesn't know that my relationship with him has always been bad?"

A little uncertainty arose in Sheng Jing's heart, and he thought so before, but just a few days ago his father gave him the latest information, and the relationship between Fu Yicheng and his father seemed to be much better.

But looking at Fu Yicheng's expression, could it be that his father's information was wrong?
There were already turbulent waves in his heart, but Sheng Jing was still very calm on the surface: "Master Fu's family affairs have nothing to do with me, I will take this teahouse as a gift for you."

Isn't it just about financial resources?Who is afraid of whom.

Sheng Jing tore up the contract in his hand: "This method is not enough to catch my eye. Anyway, the director has agreed to participate in the recording."

On the stage, after the game, there will be an advertisement. The heroine will drink water and rest. In order to take care of Mei Nian, a pregnant woman, she has contracted all the physical games. No matter how good her exercise skills are, she will be tired.

The director sent the towel resentfully: "Master Fu and Sheng Jing are still backstage, what should we do?"

The director decided to leave it to Wen Qian to offend others.

Wen Qian wiped her sweat. He has a body that doesn't sweat easily, so it can be seen that he is really tired: "What else can I do, of course, drive Sheng Jing away."

"Ah?" The director seemed to see the money in his hand growing wings and flying away one by one.

Wen Qian could tell what the director was thinking with just one glance: "You are responsible for driving Sheng Jing away, and I will give you every penny he invested."

Just swipe Yicheng's card, anyway, this show is a steady profit, and the more she casts, the more she earns.

I believe that Fu Yicheng would also be very happy, the villain in Wen Qian's heart smiled crazily, she found that she had more and more potential to be a profiteer.

The director turned cloudy and sunny in an instant: "Okay, I'll go right away, and the scene will be handed over to you in a while." The director said the second half of the sentence to the camera brother, and he is the one closest to him now.

There was a knock on the door of the lounge just as Sheng Jing finished speaking, because Wen Qian didn't lock the door when she went out, the door paper was knocked once, and it was pushed open from the outside.

The director was afraid that Sheng Jing would not be able to find anyone after he left, so he felt relieved when he saw that he was still there: "Mr. Sheng, I'm here to inform you that you don't need to participate in the recording. I will return the money to you."

Sheng Jing seemed to hear slaps dancing on his face, Fu Yicheng couldn't help laughing mockingly.

The director felt that the atmosphere was getting weird, he nodded at Fu Yicheng and quickly closed the door again, his body trembling.

It's better for him to go back to the stage to watch Wen Qian and the others play games, the lounge is too scary.

Sheng Jing's complexion became more exciting than the palette at this time. The director really valued Wen Qian because of her. She didn't even want to invest in it, and shook the back of her teeth: "You won."

Fu Yicheng knew that he would win a long time ago, so he was not surprised, what was surprising was that Shengjing was able to admit his mistake: "Mr. Sheng has to look like a loser if he loses."

Regarding the suggestion he made just now, I hope Shengjing can fulfill it.

"Although you won, I will not disappear from Wen Qian's side." The more Fu Yicheng cared, the more he wanted to see what attractive magic power there was on Wen Qian.

Fu Yicheng's eyes turned cruel: "Then don't blame me for being rude."

What he said was impolite, not just to buy the teahouses of Shengjing, but to shake Shengjing's roots in the capital.

"I'll wait." Sheng Jing didn't read the deep meaning of Fu Yicheng's words, and left angrily.