He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Director Liu Banshan weakly raised his hand: "I'm getting old, I can't stay up late, I'm going back to rest."

"You are welcome." Gu Qing stood up and sent him off.

Feng Heng and Pei Chuan were still at war, and Bai Nian was caught in the middle, almost driven mad by the two murderous gazes.

She is neither standing nor sitting, nor eating, nor not eating.

She can only look left and right, acting as a first-line audience.

Pei Chuan took the lead and slapped the table: "What do you mean?"

Feng Heng snorted softly: "An eyesore."

The two were about to fight, and Pei Chuan's face was flushed with anger.

Bai Nian tugged at Feng Heng's sleeve: "Boss, you usually have to give a reason before you make a decision."

Feng Heng looked at her and raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Bai Nian Chick nodded frantically as if pecking rice: "That's right."

"Ahem." Feng Heng cleared his throat, recalling the most commonly used language he saw on the Internet: "Because you are trash."

"Pfft!" Bai Nian spat out a mouthful of water.

She looked at Gu Qing who had just returned with pleading eyes.

Gu Qing rubbed his brows with a headache: "Boss, are you arguing online again?"

Bai Nian keenly caught the news: "Do you still have time to fight online?"

Gu Qing couldn't help complaining: "Yes, one person fights all the heroes with words, and was named..."

"Cough cough." Feng Heng coughed twice.

Gu Qing shut up.

Bai Nian had a flash of inspiration, and an ID appeared in his mind.

No way!
Impossible, right?
The boss can't be her crazy fan, can he?

She took Feng Heng's sleeve hand for a moment, took out her phone, opened her fan group, found that person, and sent him a private message.

——Bai Nian: Hi!Are you a fan group admin now?Will the studio contact you in the future?

She stared at the prince.

Feng Heng was uncomfortable being stared at by her, and said fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Bai Nian turned around, but there was still no movement on the phone interface.

She squeezed the phone tightly and said with a smile: "Boss, what is your Weibo name, I follow you!"

"What do you want to do?" Feng Heng asked vigilantly.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to see your demeanor!" Bai Nian moved closer, his eyes sparkling.

Her fan hasn't responded yet.

There are two possibilities for this, one is that the fans did not see the private message on the mobile phone.

The other is that under her nose, that "fan" cannot use the mobile phone.

"Are you sick?" Seeing that the two of them flirted and scolded like no one else, Pei Chuan said angrily, "We haven't finished our business yet!"

"What is there to say?" Gu Qing looked at the mess on the table, feeling really tired: "We have broken up, and now I am under Boss Feng's subordinates. If you want to rob someone with him, he will cut off your palm. It is your choice." Bar."

Pei Chuan was shocked by his ruthlessness: "Come on! Feng Heng, if you have the ability to rob someone, you have the ability to cut off my hand!"

He slapped the table, stretched his hands, and looked at Feng Heng provocatively.

Feng Heng squinted at him: "Boring."

Pei Chuan scoffed and said, "If you don't dare, just say you don't dare. Who are you scaring? You'll only play some underworld tricks behind your back."

"clang!"

The loud noise made by the ironware touched everyone's heartstrings.

Pei Chuan covered his heart, his heart was beating wildly, a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, he was panting heavily, unable to speak.

Bai Nian was also terrified.

She hurriedly looked at Pei Chuan's hand. There was no blood stain or wound, but there was an iron spoon between his fingers, and the handle of the spoon was firmly inserted into the middle of the table.

Bai Nian carefully removed his hand, pulled out the spoon, and did not move.

She looked at the prince, and that chilling feeling returned again.

The prince has cultivated his body and mind for too long since he came to the modern age, and she really forgot the fears she had in the past.

Prince, when is it easy to get along with each other?

She glanced secretly, and couldn't help admitting her mistake in a low voice: "Master, I'm sorry."

Feng Heng glanced at her, but didn't hear clearly.

Bai Nian shuddered all over, thinking of his deadly actions these days, he couldn't help but shudder.

She picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it down in one gulp, finally calming down a bit.

"Next time, it won't be a desktop." Feng Heng sneered.

Pei Chuan's face was livid, and he didn't dare to do it again. Gu Qing quickly went to comfort him: "I told you not to be stubborn, why didn't you listen? You don't cry when you see the coffin, you know our boss is a ruthless character, right? The crew treats us better every year, don't play your dog's temper at every turn."

Pei Chuan grabbed his hand tightly: "Aren't you afraid?"

Gu Qing withdrew his hand and said unnaturally: "What am I afraid of? I create profits for the boss, and the boss pays me a high salary. I don't have to be afraid at all."

Seeing that Pei Chuan didn't speak, Gu Qing sighed and threatened him: "If you annoy our boss, your small studio will be bought by you, and then you will become my artist again."

Pei Chuan nuzzled: "It's like being scared like a dog."

Gu Qing followed his line of sight to look over, Bai Nian's temple hair was all wet, his face was pale, his little face was blushing even more, his eyes seemed to lose focus, and he looked really frightened.

"Niannian~" he pushed Bai Nian.

Bai Nian fell down limply.

Feng Heng quickly reached out to catch it, the back of his hand touched his cheek, it was terribly hot.

He touched his forehead again, but it was cold.

Feng Heng's eyes fell on the beer mug in front of her table, and he affirmed, "She's drunk."

Gu Qing couldn't believe it: "It doesn't look like it!"

Feng Heng put her arm on his shoulders and hugged her up: "I'll take her back, don't worry about it, and ask her for leave tomorrow."

"He won't have a part in the show tomorrow." It was Pei Chuan who spoke.

Feng Heng's face darkened: "How do you know?"

"There is an announcement list!" Pei Chuan scratched his head: "Hey, today, I'm sorry, I'm not rational."

"Oh." Feng Hengda strode out.

Pei Chuan was furious: "Oh? He said oh? I said Gu Qing, your new boss is so pushy, can you bear it? Why don't you come back and do it with me?"

inside the car.

Feng Heng put Bai Nian away, but Bai Nian groaned and didn't want to sit down, he grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go: "Don't kill, sir, don't kill sister, please."

Feng Heng pushed Bai Nian's hand down.

She seized the time and began to cry again: "Woo, no, my sister is a good person."

Feng Heng poked her forehead with a finger: "Shut up."

Bai Nian covered his mouth tightly, still whining non-stop.

Feng Heng had a headache: "Sleep obediently, and don't kill me."

This little bastard has never been able to tell good from bad.

The elder sister that the little bastard mentioned was one of his concubines, and she was presented from below. She had no good intentions. Seeing that he was kind to the little bastard, she tried every means to get close to the little bastard. Sister treats.

She achieved her goal and gave the little bastard a purse, which was full of aphrodisiacs. She hid in the dark, ready to rush to rescue the little bastard when he found out that something was wrong.

Afterwards, she will be able to accept favors as a matter of course.

Unfortunately, the plan was discovered by him and killed by him.

Afterwards, he burned the purse, and was complained by the little bastard for a while. During that time, the little bastard would cry when he saw him.

He stared at the little bastard, his eyes were wide open, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

He pinched her nose: "little fool."

Idiots who think women are good people!
"Buzz"

Feng Heng's cell phone kept vibrating, he took out his cell phone, clicked on Weibo, and the Weibo had already turned upside down.

——At the launch conference of "Two or Three Things in the Rivers and Lakes", a reporter photographed Meng Zhixing in a hurry, leaving with red and swollen eye circles, and the black dress on her body was obviously not suitable. Participating in the press conference is the same style.This operation can't help but make people guess again and again. Is this another bullying incident on the set?
Other big fans in the group have already organized fans to criticize.

Feng Heng glanced at it, but he was not interested, so he clicked on the private message, and there was a message in it that he was very concerned about.

He poked Bai Nian's pink and tender cheek.

The little bastard has also learned to play tricks!

He bent his lips and smiled, replying to the private message.

——It's windy: I ​​just went to take a shower, what can I do for Niannian?