Amnesia screenwriter picked it up

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Gu Jingcheng didn't think too much and said directly: "Let me go to a charity gala again. This kind of show is really speechless. It's not a good thing to give money. After this gala, many people will be spit on again." gone."

"Charity? Isn't it a good thing?" Zhang Lin didn't understand very well. She lived in an orphanage when she was a child, and the director often murmured, no matter what the people outside sent the property for, these things were actually received. They should also take good care of these kindnesses.

Therefore, Zhang Lin is also grateful to those kind people. No matter what the purpose of those people is, she only knows that the result is beneficial to them.

Gu Jingcheng sneered: "Do you think that all this money can really be sent to those who should be helped? It's nothing more than someone using the name to squeeze us. Last year, there was a female star who donated 70 that night. Later it was reported Only 30 came out. Those fake and fraudulent donations mentioned a few years ago were actually donated, but no one knows where the money went. Know?"

Zhang Lin didn't think about this level either, he only knew that there would always be some people making false donations every year, but he didn't think that those people really donated, but the money just disappeared.

"The things here are disgusting." Gu Jingcheng sneered, she just couldn't understand some people using various names to make black-hearted money.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she continued: "But if you dare to invite me, it must be cleaner than usual. You can come with me later in the evening."

"Ah?" Zhang Lin was also dumbfounded, she wanted to do her part for charity, but she didn't have enough balance.

"You don't need to donate money, I will take you there to meet some people. Do you really think that I will be able to get the current position without doing anything after relying on Duan Yinmo? The whole circle goes up to seniors with 50 years of experience, down to You are a newcomer who has just entered the circle, and there is nothing I am not familiar with." Gu Jingcheng wants to open her own studio, so Zhang Linye, a good seed, must be cultivated from now on.

If only she has the aura of an actor, then it is natural for Zhang Lin to hone her acting skills for a few years, but if Zhang Lin also has a low EQ and cannot afford to support her, then she will be in vain by then.

If you are in the circle, no matter how big the mountain is behind you, you must always have your own ability to stand alone.

"But I..." Zhang Lin was also hesitant. She was quite afraid of these venues, but she deeply understood that Gu Jingcheng was really thinking about her. If she refused, she might offend Gu Jingcheng. .

Gu Jingcheng smiled: "Are you still afraid that those people will eat you? Just follow me when the time comes, maybe you can meet Momo."

"Duan Yinmo?" Zhang Lin's eyes changed slightly when he heard the name, Gu Jingcheng saw that she was really interested in Duan Yinmo, the smile in his heart deepened, and he nodded calmly and said: " It should be, she has just returned to China, and she also needs this kind of occasion to bless herself. But I'm not sure if she will actually be there, I just said that she might meet."

Although Zhang Linye was still hesitating, he also looked forward to a lot, and nodded to Gu Jingcheng: "Well, I want to go."

"Hey, I knew that the surname Duan would attract girls. I'm different. The actresses I worked with basically started avoiding me after filming." Gu Jingcheng was puzzled, She was fine during filming, why did those people treat her as non-existent after filming?

In the evening, Duan Yinmo preliminarily planned a new drama in his study.

I looked at it myself and found that I was not very satisfied. I wanted to go back and change it, but I heard a knock on the door.

"There was a charity party in the evening, and President Mu sent an invitation." Xu Meng said to Duan Yinmo through the door.

Duan Yinmo searched for Mr. Mu in her mind, but after failing to find this person, she asked with a little doubt: "Who?"

"Mu Tian, ​​the boss of Qingtian Live."

"Unfamiliar, please help me to refuse." Duan Yinmo was unusually indifferent, she seemed to have met that person once, but the memory in her mind was too chaotic for her to remember clearly, she only knew that the person was not a good person.

Xu Meng didn't leave immediately, but after a few seconds reorganized her words and said, "Mr. Zhao asked me to persuade you to come over. This is a charity party."

"Charity? Who do you want me to help as a patient?" Duan Yinmo almost laughed angrily: "I don't want to get involved in this kind of show."

Xu Meng didn't know what to say, so she stood at the door holding the information and invitation letter and remained silent.

Xu Meng struggled for a while, and finally decided to move out the trump card that Zhao Ziming told her.

"Mr. Zhao said that your sister visited him this afternoon, and she plans to come here to see you in the evening."

Duan Yinmo simply tidied up the table, and quickly opened the door: "I thought about it, I don't care about the occasion when doing good deeds, I should do my best. Let's go."

Hearing these words, Xu Meng almost laughed out loud.

Soon the two set off, and Duan Yinmo looked at Xu Meng who was concentrating on driving, and asked with interest: "What else do you not know?"

"Huh? Uh--what?"

Duan Yinmo's sudden opening made Xu Meng unable to react in time. He was stunned and asked, "Is there anything I haven't done well? Just say it, and I will learn it as soon as possible."

"No, you're fine." Duan Yinmo rarely smiled sincerely, "You know how to work as a secretary, you can also do the job as a nanny, and you can even be a driver. It's almost like being omnipotent."

Hearing this, Xu Meng suddenly felt ashamed. Don't get too excited about being praised by the goddess.

Duan Yinmo thought for a while, then continued: "I heard from Zhao Ziming, have you ever learned Kung Fu?"

"Hmm..." Xu Meng thought for a while, wondering if he should tell the goddess that she had won three consecutive national championships.

Duan Yinmo became curious about Xu Meng: "You are such a powerful person, why did you come to be my assistant? You are really overqualified."

"My mother was seriously ill, and my family spent all their money on medical treatment for her. It was Mr. Zhao who cured my mother for free. I originally wanted to play games to make money, but Mr. Zhao said that he had a simple and easy job here. Money is fast."

Mentioning these things, Xu Meng's expression inevitably changed. In fact, when Zhao Ziming found her, she knew that Zhao Ziming came here with a purpose, but she never thought that Zhao Ziming's request was for her to be an assistant.

Originally, she didn't intend to agree, but Zhao Ziming mentioned that he was working as an assistant to Duan Yinmo, um... Hearing this, she agreed without thinking.

"I see." Duan Yinmo understood, and thanked Zhao Ziming again in his heart.

When the car stopped, Duan Yinmo recovered from his own world.

After Xu Meng parked the car, the two went in together.

Once inside, Xu Meng saw a lot of people who could only be seen on TV, and many of them were idols that her friends talked about every day. Her little heart thumped so fast.

Duan Yinmo was indifferent to these, she found a place to sit quietly, looked at the delicious food on the table, and began to eat without any hesitation.

Xu Meng looked at the goddess in his heart feeding him here. Although his eating was as elegant as ever, and his movements were as noble as usual, the more he looked at it, the more he felt it was against the law.

Looking at other people, many wives of politicians and businessmen and daughters of the family are talking and laughing together in twos and threes, and those men lead their female companions or brothers to introduce new friends around.

Some people just stood there holding wine glasses in one hand, while other people surrounded them like bees looking for flowers.

"Sit down, this meal is not cheap, and it's not worth going back if you're not full." Duan Yinmo said while taking a plate and handing it to Xu Meng.

Xu Meng smiled awkwardly, sat down beside Duan Yinmo some distance away, and asked Duan Yinmo in a low voice: "Boss, are we just here to eat?"

"Huh? I came here with a purse, and you asked me to go back on an empty stomach?" It was rare for Duan Yinmo to joke with her, and Xu Meng was no longer restrained, and followed Duan Yinmo to eat here.