Pet hot search [Entertainment circle]

"Okay, then you continue." Wang Ping made a gesture of putting the phone to his ear, walked backwards, and said to Ji Zou with a smile, "I'm going to find a lawyer."

Ji Zuo watched Wang Ping retreat all the way out, and as soon as he left the studio to stay away from the crowd, he jumped up and down on the spot.

Wang Ping turned into a "big" character in the air, and the hem of the ancient costume and the down jacket flew up at the same time. After a few seconds, he landed on the soft snow, smashed a big hole, and ran forward.

It wasn't until Wang Ping was out of sight that Ji Zuo put on a smile and lowered his head to make a phone call.

"Okay." Ji Zuo said gently, "Go on."

Tong Le: "...?"

This gentle voice... my boss?

"Tong Le?" Ji Zuo asked again in a low voice, "Signal?"

"Ah, no." Tong Le finally came to his senses, and sat upright in front of the desk, "It's about Xiang Jie, didn't you let me keep an eye on his team?"

Ji Zuo's warm smile just now withdrew in an instant, he quickened his pace and walked to a place farther away from the director, and then said coldly: "Well, then?"

"Then he sold it to me." Tong Le said, "You know, almost no one in the whole circle knows that I raised those numbers."

Ji Zuo listened quietly, without interrupting, but gloomy eyes welled up.

"It's really not human, what you buy is everything." Tong Le scolded on the other end of the phone, "Boss, what do you say to do with him, I fully support it!"

"Has the evidence been sent to my WeChat?"

"Eh..." Tong Le knew that Ji Zuo would ask such a question, but those things were too much, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Boss...that is unsightly, don't you look at it?"

"Did you send me a WeChat message?"

Tong Le: "..."

Tong Le sighed, packed and tidied himself up a long time ago, made PDF evidence and passed it to Ji Zou from the computer in front of him.

Ji Zou glanced at Tang Jialin, who had already opened WeChat and quickly handed him the phone.

Ji walked over the phone and looked down at the PDF content. The more he looked, the colder his expression became——Xiang Jie really didn't leave any way for Wang Ping to survive, and directly set up a whole set of black Wang Ping's plan—starting with the vase , Idiots, no acting skills, such a simple black draft, I bought it, and slowly transitioned to Wang Ping who brought money into the group and was scolded by the director, and finally transitioned to Wang Ping being taken care of by others.

One hat was buttoned bigger than the other, it seems that Wang Ping will not stop until he is killed.

In the entertainment industry, even if these things are non-existent, they will eventually become black spots that cannot be washed off.

If Wang Ping hadn't gained the director's approval with his own ability today, would he have to bear this kind of infamy? !

"Boss? Are you okay?" Tong Le's worried voice came from the other end of the phone—anyway, it's different if the boss gets involved with Wang Ping, and he has already seen it.

"Very good." Ji Zuo turned off the screen of his phone and returned it to Tang Jialin.

"Then you..." Tong Le chose his words carefully, "How about I organize a manuscript for you? You show it to the director? I don't think Director Wu is the kind of person who can tolerate this kind of person."

"No." Ji Zuo said calmly, "I will give it to the director, he will only think that there are factional infighting among our actors - you should let the news out that Xiang Jie wants to punish Wang Ping, give the marketing account first, and wait a while." Let director Wu discover the slow fermentation, and he will know how serious this matter is."

"I know." Tong Le nodded.

"It is necessary to ensure that Wang Ping must be complete and stay out of the matter."

"I'm doing business, don't worry about it." Tong Le said worriedly after finishing speaking, "By the way, boss, don't be too angry. It's not good if you get angry."

In normal times, Tong Le would not say this unnecessary exhortation at all.

Ever since he knew Ji Zou, he had only seen Ji Zou kill the people who punished him with a cold face, but he had never seen Ji Zou kill the people who punished him while being angry.

But after all... it's Wang Ping.

After all... it's Wang Ping.

Tang Jialin had seen whatis Sichuan Opera's face changing—the moment Wang Ping led the lawyer into the studio, the frost on Ji Zuo's face was wiped away, and the smile from just now returned as expected.

The time when the smile appeared and the time when Wang Ping appeared were exactly the same.

"I'm not angry." Ji Zuo's words rose a little at the end, "It's over—Brother Wang Ping is here, and I'll buy him milk tea."

·

There was an office in the studio. Wu Guangji led Wang Ping and the lawyer in, and made a video call to Ji Zeyang.

The signing of the supplementary contract was not complicated. Ji Zeyang and the lawyer went through the clauses together, signed and stamped, and let Wang Ping change clothes.

Wang Ping changed his clothes, and before he came out to find Ji Zou, his neck was shrunk by the cold wind. Just now he was excited to find a lawyer, but now the excitement was gone, even though he was wrapped in Ji Zou's thick down jacket. Still feel cold.

Oh yes, Ji Zou...

Wang Ping wrapped his arms around his hands and shivered, and took out his mobile phone with difficulty to send a text message to Ji Zou; just after he opened WeChat, and before he could click on Ji Zou, he felt his side face hit by a warm object.

Wang Ping looked sideways, and saw a white milk tea cup first, and then Ji Zou with a smile on his face.

Ji Zuo hung down the milk tea cup he was holding, lowered his head and pulled Wang Ping's palm away, and put the milk tea cup into his palm.

Ji Zuo's finger was scalded by the milk tea, and when he was handing the milk tea, he inadvertently rested on Wang Ping's finger and stayed for a short time.

Wang Ping held the slightly hot milk tea, and before he had time to say anything, Ji Zuo's warm fingers had already moved away.

Ji Zou raised his head, looked at Wang Ping with smiling and gentle eyes, and said softly: "Five Fen Sugar Milk Tea, you want coconuts but not pearls, right?"

Wang Ping rubbed his index finger on the milk tea cup against the smooth wall, feeling the slightly hot warmth running up the index finger, which just rightly relieved the discomfort of shivering from the cold just now.

"Hey." Wang Ping raised his glass with a smile, took a sip of hot milk tea, sucked up two coconuts with Q bombs, and chewed them in his mouth, "Baidu Encyclopedia again?"

Ji Zou: "..."

Wang Ping's Baidu Encyclopedia didn't record these trivial things, and Ji Zuo also forgot which interview he picked up on his hobby.

but……

Ji Zuo smiled and nodded: "Of course - Baidu Encyclopedia."

As soon as Ji Zou finished speaking, he saw the field manager walking from a distance with the only female cameraman on his arm. The two were laughing and saying something when they saw Wang Ping stop, holding the same style of milk tea as Wang Ping cup.

"Mr. Wang Ping, thank you..." The female photographer greeted Wang Ping with a smile, but before she had time to say more, she suddenly saw Ji Zuo standing next to Wang Ping.

Embarrassment flashed across the female photographer's face, and she forgot what she wanted to say.

Fortunately, the field manager next to her quickly pulled her back and continued: "Thank you and Mr. Ji Zuo for the milk tea."

"Ah?" Wang Ping still had a straw in his mouth, glanced at Ji Zuo, and pointed to himself, "Me?"

"You're welcome." Ji Zuo interrupted Wang Ping with a smile, "This is what we should do."

Field Service:"……"

photography:"……"

As the saying goes, you are not afraid of a high-cold person if he doesn't laugh, but if he laughs - Ji Zuo Gao Leng is famous in the entire movie circle, and now he smiles like this... No matter how you look at it, it feels full of conspiracy.

The scene manager and the photographer walked away with each other's support.

Wang Ping watched the backs of the two people, and waited for them to walk away before turning around and asking Ji Zou: "You bought it for everyone? And you said we gave it to you?"

"Yeah." Ji Zuo smiled and explained to Wang Ping in a steady tone, "To celebrate our dual male leads, I gave everyone milk tea in our name."

"So that's how it is." Wang Ping suddenly realized, "Then I'll send us a cake tomorrow, also in the names of both of us!"

Ji Zuo smiled and nodded obediently.

Wang Ping was softened by Ji Zuo's smile, raised his hand and patted the back of his head, and then snorted the soft hair in that place.

"Let's go." Wang Ping said, "Now the senior invites you out to dinner, and celebrate our dual male leads with you in private."

·

When Wang Ping and Ji came to the entrance of the food street in good spirits, Wang Ping opened his arms and said to Ji with a look of contempt: "What do you want to eat? Pick whatever you want."

"Look while walking?" Ji Zuo said with a smile, "I don't know what I want to eat."

Wang Ping led Ji Zou in from the good-natured area, and Ji Zou seemed to observe the store casually, but in fact his eyes kept falling on Wang Ping's shoulders deeply and shallowly, carefully observing the changes in Wang Ping's expression.

Nothing in this world is easy.

Even if there is, it is not Ji Zuo who can succeed casually by luck.

Ji Xianglai was very unlucky and couldn't keep anything, so the fate between him and Wang Ping was due to his careful planning and planning for a long time.

Ji Zuo observed Wang Ping and thought to himself—you should choose the shop that Wang Ping likes to eat.

Ji Zuo looked up at the big plate chicken and hot pot passing by——Wang Ping had a peaceful expression, dispensable, not these two; then he passed by a dumpling restaurant and a steamed stuffed bun shop, and they were not these two either.

Suddenly, Ji Zou saw Wang Ping's eyes slightly raised, and there was a light in his eyes that he might not have noticed. Following Wang Ping's eyes, Ji Zou looked up, and Ji Zou saw a Northeast barbecue restaurant not far away.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo said modestly, as if a little embarrassed, "I want to eat barbecue, okay?"

"!" Wang Ping looked back at Ji Zou, his cheeks were still puffed out, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Yeah!"

Wang Ping patted Ji Zuo on the shoulder, and then walked over to the barbecue restaurant in great strides.

Wang Ping's voice echoed loudly on the road, and it reached Ji Zou's ears: "Student, you really understand that you should eat barbecue after a day of fatigue! Is there a more suitable dinner than barbecue?"

Ji Zou stood where he was, raised his hand and lightly touched the back of his head.

Looking ahead, Wang Ping was walking forward among the crowds, his hair was illuminated by the street lamps into a beautiful golden color, and Xiao Beng followed him as he walked, bouncing up and down.

Ji Zou pressed his left hand on the back of his head on his right shoulder—the right shoulder that Wang Ping touched just now.

The warm feeling seems to be still there.

Ji Zuo smiled lightly - it's great that Brother Wang Ping is so happy.

"Apprentice?"

Ji Zuo was still in a daze, and had already stepped up the steps of the barbecue restaurant, when he suddenly found that no one was there. Wang Ping turned back to look for someone, saw Ji Zuo, and waved to him.

Ji Zuo smiled and put down his left hand, and took two steps forward.

"coming."

·

Finding a restaurant to eat barbecue in a world of ice and snow is happiness, but finding a restaurant in a world of ice and snow that is not delicious to eat barbecue is not so happy.

After ordering wine and grilled meat, the grilled meat was served first.

Wang Ping rolled up his sleeves and grilled a lot of pork belly for himself and his juniors. He almost vomited it out after taking a bite. Ji Zuo hurriedly gave him the napkin and told him to vomit as he should. Wang Ping vomited. After taking another sip of tea, he shook his head bitterly.

"Why???" Wang Ping looked at the pile of things in the baking pan incomprehensibly, "The barbecue can be so unpalatable, such a simple and plain barbecue, can it be so unpalatable???"

This is an insult to the roast!

Love denounces strong roasts!

Looking at the messy pile of pork belly on the baking tray, Ji Zuo smiled lightly.

He had eaten all the shops on this street before, and the main reason why this barbecue restaurant was not listed as an option was because... the taste was really terrible.

The reason for the unpalatable taste may be the lack of competition. There is only this barbecue restaurant on the whole street. If you leave their house, you will definitely not be able to eat barbecue.

Ji Zuo thought about it, picked up a piece of barbecue, and chewed it carefully in his mouth.

"Hey junior——" Wang Ping was drinking water, and when he saw Ji Zuo eating meat, he raised his hand to stop him, "Don't eat it, let's change to another..."

"It's okay." Ji Zuo swallowed the meat and raised his hand to summon the waiter, "Waiter, please bring me a bottle of Coke and a plate of your sauerkraut."

"...Don't." Wang Ping was so sad, "Do you want sauerkraut and rice to eat all you can? Forget it, junior, you choose a new one, we can just change it."

"I don't want to eat all-you-can-eat sauerkraut." Ji Zuo said, "There is something wrong with their marinade. I will improve it and promise to give Brother Wang Ping a plate of delicious barbecue."

impossible.

No matter how you do this dish, it won't taste good - it can only change from a dark dish to an even darker dish, other than that, Pork Belly has no choice.

But Wang Ping, as a mature senior, would not just hit his junior's self-confidence like this. He could only huddle on the chair tremblingly, waiting for the birth of darker dishes.

The waiter quickly delivered what Ji Zuo asked for. Ji Zuo threw away the burnt pork belly in the baking tray, cleaned the baking tray with paper, and then washed the marinated pork belly in cola and put it together with sauerkraut Put it in the pan, fry and bake.

A few minutes later, Ji Zuo changed a pair of clean chopsticks, and put a piece of pork belly and a small piece of sauerkraut into Wang Ping's bowl.

Wang Ping glanced at the pork belly in the bowl sadly, closed his eyes, and began to mobilize his acting skills.

You are a mature actor.Wang Ping said to himself, no matter how unpalatable it is, if you want to save face for your juniors, you must show a delicious taste!

Wang Ping looked righteous and severing relatives, raised his chopsticks to pick up the pork belly, held his breath and put it into his mouth, ready to chew it twice before swallowing it, and then...

Wang Ping chewed it twice, and the more he chewed, the more delicious it became - the strange taste just now disappeared, the seasoning became very mild, and a little bit of sweetness from cola was added, and the sauerkraut was sour just right. The pork belly has become a Michelin one-star pork belly.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Zuo asked Wang Ping with a smile.

"Hmm!" Wang Ping was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Ji Zou picked up the serving chopsticks and was just about to continue pinching meat for Wang Ping, when he accidentally saw another pair of chopsticks lying on the plate, his fingers moved, picked up the chopsticks he had eaten, and pinched the meat in the baking tray to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping didn't notice these details at all, and was immersed in the joy of eating barbecue.

The two of them grilled and ate the other, and they were [-]% full. The wine they ordered earlier arrived late—Wang Ping didn't mind it, and put Ji Zuna Zha in front of him, then raised his glass.

"Junior, let's toast." Wang Ping raised his cup and walked towards Ji, "Warmly congratulate us on being official! We have become real seniors!"

Ji Zuo put down the baking tongs, raised the cup to clink with Wang Ping, the mouth of the cup was slightly shorter than Wang Ping's.

"You can drink whatever you want!" Wang Ping waved his hand, "I did it."

Ji Zou: "..."

Ji Zuo lowered his head and glanced at his wine glass - the wine here has been purified, it looks like beer, but it is much stronger than the beer on the market.

Wang Ping drank a little in one breath, and even if he didn't drink on an empty stomach before laying the groundwork, he soon felt the strength of the alcohol rolling up, making him dizzy.

Looking at it from Ji Zou's perspective, Wang Ping's whole body from face to neck turned pink under the light, and the tip of his eyes and nose were even redder, which looked pitiful and made people want to be violated.

Wang Ping was limp and leaned against the wall for a while, then shook his head in a small and aggrieved voice: "I... I'm not good at drinking this kind of wine."

As Wang Ping spoke, he pushed the wine glass a little further away, frowned, and muttered, "I...I won't drink anymore."

"Okay, let's stop drinking."

Ji Zuo helped him take away the wine glass and put it aside, watching Wang Ping's frowning brows widen a little, he was not so wronged, and began to stare at Ji Zuo's meat chopsticks.

"Are you still eating?" Ji Zuo asked.

"I..." Wang Ping rubbed his stomach and shook his head sadly, "No... I can't eat anymore."

Just drunk?To lead to crime?

Ji Zuo ate his mouthful of meat, suppressing some bad desires roiling in his heart. He just felt those emotions go down a bit, and when he raised his head, he saw Wang Ping's aggrieved and expectant eyes with a bit of water.

The big beauty's expression is bright when she feels wronged.

Like a beautiful puppet cat who has been waiting for its owner at home for too long.

Ji Zuo felt that one of the tight rule lines in his heart was broken, and the tumbling emotions turned into tentacles, and one of them came out.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo said.

"...Huh?" Wang Ping was confused, "Huh?"

"May I ask you a question?"

"Okay... what's the matter?"

Ji Zuo picked up the glass, took a sip of the wine, swirled it around in his mouth, exhaled a breath full of alcohol smell, and asked with a smile:

"Do you have someone you like?"

The author has something to say: Player Ji Zou chose A and went up.