Begonia sleepless tonight

Sitting in the car, Yan Ruyi clicked on her phone, and the number of fans on the official account increased steadily. She used to post uncensored news, but now the number of views on a single article has exceeded 50!

Not to mention happy, not even any mood swings.

"Miss Yan, it's not easy to go upstream. I admire you very much for this." Lin Wenya's compliment was not considered a compliment, and she had a faint smile on her face.

Ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, choose to swallow their anger and will not risk the company's disgrace to clear up their grievances. The risk is too great, and their jobs may be lost.

"Thank you." The smile on the corner of Yan Ruyi's mouth was like a flash in the pan. If she was fired because of this incident, there would be no place for her in the news industry, right?
Melancholy lingered in her heart, floating between her pale brows.

As soon as I arrived outside the Mengfan Building, I saw a man in a well-fitting suit come out with breezy steps. His height of nearly 190 is particularly conspicuous no matter where he is.

"Go to the crew." He walked past the two of them with a cold face, carrying a scent of camphor wood.

　  Lin Wenya walked ahead, but she heard him say, "You don't have to follow."

Yan Ruyi glanced at Lin Wenya, followed the car slowly, and deliberately sat in the back seat.

The air-conditioning wind was blowing slowly, the man casually held the steering wheel, lowered the window halfway, lit a cigarette, and held it between his fingers.

Yan Ruyi remembered that Lord Jiu did not smoke before.

Looking at the white smoke wrapped around his fingertips, his short black hair covered half of his neck, and the collar of his white shirt was spotless.

Everything is familiar, yet it feels strange.

She was watching intently, when she unexpectedly met a pair of Senhan Mo pupils in the rearview mirror, Yan Ruyi's heart suddenly tightened, as if being grabbed by a pair of invisible hands.

Reflexively, she tilted her head and looked out the window, "Please provide the evidence for gifting Mr. Huo's car and watch, and... what are we going to do on the set?"

Yan Ruyi swears, she definitely didn't do it on purpose!
I couldn't see Jiang Jiucheng's expression, only heard his mellow and flat voice, "Don't you want to investigate the violent incident of the crew? I'll give you a chance."

ghost letter!

　  After getting along with each other twice, the corner of Yan Ruyi's mouth twitched, and she seriously suspected that she was sending her to the tiger's mouth...

However, she didn't have any evidence and Jiang Jiucheng's motive for "committing the crime"!

Suiyuan City, a village left over from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, has been transformed into a shooting location. Rows upon rows of buildings are like a paradise in the mist of the valley. Many ancient costume films on the market are shot here.

　 The car drove through the small road in the village and turned into a small farmyard. The yard was full of shooting equipment. As soon as the car stopped, a staff member in a yellow coat stepped forward and opened the door courteously.

"Master Jiu, why are you free today?"

"Master Jiu, this is the shooting progress of the new film..."

As soon as Jiang Jiucheng appeared, he was surrounded by crowds like the moon. Yan Ruyi carried her canvas bag and looked left and right.

This is a small two-story building with a southern scenery. Wooden tables and chairs are placed on the dirt embankment. Fuhuadao's workshops are distributed in the room, and actors with fixed makeup come in and out one after another.

According to the survey data, this drama is "Tianlan", which tells the story of a fairy fruit who fell into the mortal world to escape and meet.

In the camera, the male actor has three thousand hairs, a long gown, and a fairy-like aura in his gestures.

If it weren't for the familiar facial features and peachy eyes full of spring, Yan Ruyi would hardly have recognized him, wouldn't this be the foolish Huo Jiesen?

"Crack!"

Following the director's clap, Jason Hoo's manager whispered a few words in his ear, and he immediately turned to look at Jiang Jiucheng and Yan Ruyi who were sitting under the sun umbrella.

Immediately, his long sleeves were rolled up, and he was in a hurry, really blinded by an elegant ancient costume.

Yan Ruyi felt a sense of beauty collapse, and Huo Jiesen came to her in an instant, leaned over, stretched out his hand, and raised her chin, "Little girl, tell me the truth, you are just calling the interview, but you are actually here to visit the class." right?"

Chick?visit class?
Yan Ruyi's black and white eyes were full of confusion. Didn't this Mr. Huo get kicked in the head by a donkey?

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Right now, the office of the president of Mengfan Media.

Sunglasses covered most of her face, and the woman wearing a mask rushed into the president's office in a hurry. The front desk staff didn't dare to use force, and just reminded, "Miss Zhuang, Miss Zhuang, please wait a moment, President Jiang is not here."

Zhuang Ruoxi blushed and pushed open the double doors run by the CEO. What she was looking for was not Jiang Jiucheng at all!

Angry eyes fixed on Lin Wenya who was tidying up the desk. Zhuang Ruoxi rushed towards Lin Wenya like a wild beast, "It's all your bad idea! It's all yours! Now I have a home and can't go back, Brother Nine doesn't care Me, are you satisfied?!"