Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

When Shi Sheng returned to the company, he was still hesitant about whether to terminate the contract with Tan Yanxi.

She finally called Pei Yichen: "Mr. Pei, Tan Yanxi said she doesn't want to be an endorser. Do you know about this? Are you considering replacing her?"

Pei Yichen was obviously surprised and couldn't believe it: "She never told me about this. Moreover, the contract she signed with Pei was for ten years. It said that all her activity arrangements within ten years must be subject to the company's instructions. .”

"How could she say something like terminating the contract without permission?"

Shi Sheng thought of Song Wenjing's chat style and attitude just now, and thought that no one dared to refute Song Wenjing or anything. He really had the power to dominate the world. Although the entertainment industry was not his strong point, he was rich, and money could make people push. grind.

Shi Sheng pinched his eyebrows and said, "You go and deal with Tan Yanxi, and I'll deal with the other person."

Pei Yichen's face was filled with questions: "Who are you going to kill?"

Shi Sheng didn't say much, hung up directly, and asked Song Wenjing out that night. To be precise, she couldn't contact Song Wenjing, so she went to find Guan Chengmin. As expected, the man in a bad mood got drunk in Guan Chengmin's bar.

Under the dim light, the man was sitting on the floor, leaning against the sofa. There were empty wine bottles at hand and on the coffee table.

This time, even Guan Chengmin was in a low mood, frowning and feeling sad.

Shi Sheng pursed her lower lip and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Guan Chengmin shook his head helplessly: "You'd better ask him. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Shi Sheng nodded.

Shi Sheng picked up the wine bottle on the ground and put it aside. He immediately sat down on the sofa and leaned against the man's lowered head. He had an inexplicable desire to touch him. He was like a big injured lion, alone. Licking wounds.

She gritted her teeth gently and patted his head: "Song Wenjing, do you also use wine to relieve your worries?"

She patted and rubbed, and the top of his hair felt really good, until it turned the man into a chicken coop.

Song Wenjing turned around faintly, her eyes were bloodshot, and there was a touch of bright red at the end of her eyes, showing a bit of squeamishness. There was dissatisfaction in his tone: "What are you doing here?"

Shi Sheng still put her hand on his head and fiddled with his hair casually, saying: "Let me ask you why you have such a big opinion against Tan Yanxi. You are Mr. Song and you suppress a person who is new to the entertainment industry. Isn’t that too kind?”

The man's appearance is too delicate. Under the flickering light and shadow, the man's expression is dim, except for his penetrating eyes.

This caused Shi Sheng to pause for a moment.

The drunkenness in Song Wenjing's eyes sobered up a little, and he tightened his lips: "If you came here to ask me these things, then go away. I don't need your concern. Whatever I do or who I suppress, I will do it with you." It doesn't matter."

Shi Sheng didn't expect to come over and care about him and was slapped. He felt indescribably bored in his heart.

She stood up angrily, raised her foot and kicked him on the waist moderately. She was so angry that she said, "I shouldn't have come here to care about you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and left without even looking at the man.

She is so mean, she comes to scold her!

Just when she was about to reach the door, someone suddenly hugged me from behind. Shi Sheng turned around suddenly and pushed him away. She said angrily: "Ah, Mr. Song just scolded me for being nosy, and now you are coming over to hug me. Why are you like this?" cheap?"

Shi Sheng sneered, being unreasonable and unforgiving.

She rarely used the word mean to curse people, always feeling it was too insulting, but looking at Song Wenjing today, she felt that he fit the word very well.

Song Wenjing was pushed away and staggered. Then she looked at Shi Sheng innocently and leaned forward: "Yes, I'm a bitch."

Afraid of hurting the child in her belly, Song Wenjing held her waist weakly, put her chin on Shi Sheng's shoulder, and sprayed her drunken breath on the woman's delicate and smooth neck: "Don't go, I don't want to Alone, Shengsheng, don’t leave me alone.”

Shi Sheng remembered a saying that was widely circulated on the Internet: a man is drunk enough to act until you cry.

She felt that Song Wenjing was in this situation now.

She tilted her head back, her eyes flickering, then she put her arm against him and slowly pushed him away: "Song Wenjing, just talk, don't get so close to me."