Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"Two servings of fried milk, two servings of stewed fish..." Wen Qian ordered, all of which were the tastes of Fu Yicheng and Fu Rongmo.

Just listening to the menu, Fu Rongmo's saliva was about to flow down: "What time does Mommy get off work at night? Dad and I will come pick you up."

Fu Yicheng secretly gave Fu Rongmo a thumbs up under the table, Fu Rongmo still remembered what he said before leaving.

There are some things that are not convenient for him to say, but Fu Rongmo is the most suitable one.

"Six o'clock, there are glutinous rice balls to pick up, Mommy will definitely finish the work ahead of schedule."

"And me." Fu Yicheng clasped his hands on his chest in dissatisfaction. If he doesn't drive, can Fu Rongmo, a brat, know how to drive?
Wen Qian couldn't help laughing out loud, Fu Yicheng's jealous look on Fu Rong's face was so funny, she really thought she couldn't see that it was him who really wanted to pick her up?

"I know, so I'll pay for this meal." Fu Yicheng, the money she paid in advance for Shengtong, has already been credited to her account with interest, so it's completely fine to ask Fu Yicheng for this meal.

The picture of a family of three having dinner was photographed by a reporter who happened to pass by, and it was widely reported. Little did they know that this report opened the door of good luck for this reporter.

It was the first time Fu Yicheng saw an article reporting their relationship, and the writing was not bad, so he immediately asked the administrative assistant to make an appointment with the reporter.

When the reporter walked into Shengtong's door, he couldn't believe it. He thought it was a dream, and he didn't know if it was good or bad: "I don't know what business Master Fu wants from me?"

The administrative assistant understood Reporter Deng's mood. Everyone in their class who came to see Fu Yicheng would feel uneasy: "Reporter Deng, don't be nervous, maybe good luck has come?"

Reporter Deng laughed at himself: "I'm already thirty, if there is any good luck, it would have already come."

The administrative secretary smiled and said nothing.

President Office.

Fu Yicheng was holding a transoceanic meeting. Artists under Rice Entertainment in country Y heard about Fu Yicheng's affairs. Several wanted to terminate the contract, but they couldn't afford the liquidated damages. The matter was quite serious.

He wanted to use the pressure of public opinion to get Fu Yicheng to let them go.

"Tell them that the company is driving them away now, but they must pay liquidated damages, or the court will see them."

Do you think you can be lawless with a little fame?
Reporter Deng listened for a while, feeling even more disturbed.

"Who's outside?" Fu Yicheng suddenly gestured to the people at the table on the other side of the screen, his sharp gaze directed at the half-opened door.

"Boss Fu, I'm a reporter from the J City Entertainment News, and I've reported on the plan for you to have dinner with your wife and young master."

As a reporter for the largest entertainment newspaper in J city, he seems to have some ability to get into the position of planner.

On the other side of the screen was the executive of Rice Entertainment saying goodbye to Fu Yicheng in fluent Y language: "Since Mr. Fu has other things to do, let's end the meeting here."

"it is good."

However, without the group of people on the screen, Reporter Deng was once again surrounded by tension.

"Sit down, don't be nervous." Fu Yicheng specially spared work time to find him, because he had something serious to tell him.

The secretary brought coffee in, and Fu Yicheng was looking at reporter Deng's information. He looked at reporter Deng twice more, and he couldn't find another reporter who could make Mr. Fu so serious.

"Deng Huaxi, majoring in planning and photography, has worked in J City Entertainment News as soon as he graduated, until now."

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

Very plain resume, I have lived in a stable comfort zone all my life: "How about it, are you interested in changing your life style?"

Deng Huaxi's heart skipped a beat: "Boss Fu, what does this mean?"

"I like your planning, but Lingqian Company is a planning team leader. Are you interested?"

It turned out that it wasn't Shengtong who wanted to recruit him, but Fu Yicheng was recruiting for Wen Qian.

"I think Lingqian's plan is pretty good."

He was telling the truth, but Fu Yicheng narrowed his eyes suddenly: "Are you unwilling?"

His style of dealing with things is that if he fails to recruit security, he will be ruined. After all, it would be bad for Deng Huaxi to go out of this way and talk nonsense.

"If that's the case, why didn't people from Lingqian's company come to see me in person?"

"Sissy is a strong person, and she doesn't want me to help her, so you can't say you have met me when you go to the interview. In the future, if you pay Lingqian's salary, I will give you exactly the same salary." Deng Huaxi took two salary.

This is indeed an exciting challenge for his smooth and stable first half of his life.

"Okay, so what do I need to do?"

"You just need to make the best plan of Lingqian's company, but if you see me, you have to pretend not to be familiar with me." Wenqian is too smart, she can guess the relationship between Deng Huaxi and him with just a glance.

"Mr. Wen is lucky to have a husband like you."

Lingqian's studio also has a person Wenqian is afraid to meet now: Director Ye Ao.

Here again to persuade Wen Qian to play the leading role.

Wen Qian thought that if she avoided him for a while, he would forget about it, but she didn't expect it to come again.

"Director Ye Ao, why is this still the case for your special appointment?"

"I can't help it. If I make an appointment, I won't even be able to see your face." Anyway, he is now devoting himself to this drama, and if Wen Qian doesn't let go of his mouth, he will be free for a day.

"Mei Nian's confinement is almost over, why don't I tell you?"

"Don't talk about Mei Nian, Wen Qian, this drama is so good, if you can still become a classic while shooting it now, in a few years, you won't be able to make it feel like it does now."

Nothing can escape the vicissitudes of time.

"Director Ye Ao, look at the documents on my desk. I'm going to participate in a domestic dubbing exchange meeting in a while. How can I have time to film?"

This is not the first time Wen Qian has said this kind of excuse, but Ye Ao just doesn't let it go: "If you don't agree, I'll make an official announcement and all your fans will know by then. What do you do?" Ye Ao Hu Ziyi, the director of Ao, even started cheating.

Wen Qian was not afraid of this threat: "If I didn't repost your official announcement, fans wouldn't believe it." If he dared to care, she would dare to refute the rumor.

Director Ye Ao's face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd: "Wen Qian, what exactly do you want to agree to?"

"I also want to agree, but there is really no way, and you only talked about the script, and you didn't talk about other details."

Director Ye Ao rolled his eyes angrily: "It's not because of you. Only if you decide to join, can I find the male number one. You don't know your influence."

Whether she joins or not directly affects the quality of his search for a male number one.

In fact, he had already chatted with an actor in private, the actor who already had a family, and their kiss scenes this time were all borrowed seats, and Fu Yicheng would definitely be able to pass that test by then.

However, the film king required that only Wen Qian would sign the contract.

Started to praise again, Wen Qian was already immune to director Ye Ao's praise: "Don't give me a high hat, give me some time, let me think about it."