The male with the halo in the entertainment industry

For one thing, carry this hatred from Xu Lele for you? After listening to Wang Ziji's statement, Raphael's eyes widened.

He was a little puzzled, and his brows were almost tangled into an earthworm.

"Why are you so weird? Since you have evidence, you should expose it openly. What do you mean by asking me to expose it? Anyway, you have already broken up with her."

This Rafael is really straight-hearted, he never thought about why he asked him to do this, was it because he was already a "broken pot" in the entertainment industry, full of hatred, and he had already offended someone big ticket people.

Therefore, the exposure of Xu Lele was made by him, nothing changed, but if Wang Ziji said it, I am afraid that he would have a lot of hatred for his innocent reputation.

After explaining all this, Raphael's face darkened in an instant, and he threw the hand towel to the side of the table, raising his voice:

"What are you talking about, brat! You mean I'm a notorious scapegoat who can break jars?!"

His voice was very loud, and such a noise immediately attracted the attention of many onlookers.

"Don't you have any self-knowledge?" César laughed angrily at him. If it wasn't for Ziji, how could he deal with such a difficult guy in such a face-saving manner:

"Now, I'll tell you something on Ziji's behalf. To solve your competitor and enemy, will you participate in this cooperation?"

Seeing that it was César who spoke, Raphael finally raised his eyes at Wang Ziji:

"What about attitude?"

Taking a deep breath, just to prevent being pissed off by this guy, Wang Ziji clasped his hands before speaking:

"I'm counting on you!"

"It's more or less the same." Holding a toothpick and opening the gap between his teeth, Raphael glanced at Wang Ziji with one eye and the other:

"It's a lowered figure to cooperate with you, I hope you can cherish this opportunity."

Wang Ziji felt that even if the sun was wiped out by the saliva of aliens, he would not have such a narcissistic man.

After the complicated discussions and negotiations, this tiring dinner was over.

Wang Ziji hummed a song and bid farewell to César. Just as he got off the plane back to New York, he received a call from an old acquaintance who had not seen him for a long time.

"Did you forget about me?" Fan Shaoxun's resentment almost sent the phone flying out.

076. The long-lost warmth

"Ah, Shaoxun!" Wang Ziji's mind turned quickly: "I was thinking of looking for you, but you actually called yourself."

Fan Shaoxun on the opposite side snorted coldly: "Okay, stop pretending, are you free next Friday?"

"next Friday?"

Wang Ziji thought for a while, once the crew started filming, they probably didn't have much time left.

"My rest is not guaranteed. I'll call you when I'm free." When I said this, I really didn't have the confidence at all.

"I knew it! You were planning to find me, you lied." Fan Shaoxun was annoyed by him: "I'll tell you, Wang Ziji, I will come to your crew to look for you next week. If you don't have time, you can raise your head." Come and see!"

Wang Ziji shivered. Isn't it a hot day, people are getting cold.

Fortunately, when I catch up with the filming in Los Angeles next week, there is an unresolved dispute between the filming location and the crew.

"What happened?!" The director angrily criticized the staff: "Such a small dispute, can't you settle it with some money? Compared to delaying the shooting schedule, this loss is nothing, don't you know how to weigh it?"

Some actors in the crew were hired at a high price, and their wages were also calculated on an hourly basis. Now it seems that they are all paid for nothing.

The prince's salary is not calculated according to the hour. Since they are all frozen there, it is impossible to stick around and be a mud bodhisattva.

After finding an excuse, he contacted Shaoxun, and Wang Ziji slipped away.

In the bustling Santa Monica Plaza, foreign tourists holding cameras are enjoying the fun of taking pictures. Seeing the black Xueferan parked in the parking lot, Wang Ziji waved enthusiastically.

The car window was rolled down, and Fan Shaoxun, who was dressed in a decent white suit, handed over a bouquet of royal blue roses to the car door on the right.

"Give it to you."

"Yo yo yo..." Wang Ziji burst into ridicule from the sky, and rose after get off work: "Shaoxun, are you here to make a joke? When will we, old couples, still play this kind of flirting?"

After speaking, he buried his head in the blue rose very indecently, and smelled it around, it smelled so good.

What a joke!Fan Shaoxun kept a cold face, he was serious!It's not funny.

"Who is your old husband and wife?" After humming, Fan Shaoxun started the car.

"Where to play?"

"It's all up to you!" Wang Ziji said with the back of his hand behind his head, "After all, you are the one who asked me out, so of course you have to do as you please."

So Wang Ziji was taken to Fan Shaoxun's home.

"No way?"

Wang Ziji, who got out of the car, felt that he had been kidnapped this time, how could he have made an appointment to play together and ended up inviting him to his home!Moreover, this villa is not Fan Shaoxun's private residence, but the Tut Villa where his grandma's home is located.

"My grandma hasn't seen you for a long time, and she was still thinking about you last time." Fan Shaoxun locked the car, and walked forward with Wang Ziji in his arms: "I caught you and showed her."

"Isn't this too sudden?" Wang Ziji spread his hands and stepped back: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, I am here to see the old man, and I have nothing on hand."

"Take this."

Pulling out a bag of exquisitely packaged gifts from the car as if conjuring, Fan Shaoxun looked like he had everything done: "It's all ready for you, you just need to bring the head."

"Hey, Shaoxun, you are so considerate."

The two complimented each other just as they walked to the door, an old lady with a beige Panama hat, gray hair, and gold-rimmed reading glasses was being supported and walked tremblingly towards the gate of the villa.

She doesn't look like an Asian, but more like a mix of Russian and American. Even though she is old, she still has a pair of sharp and sinister eyes.

"Grandma!" Fan Shaoxun rushed over to take the old man's walking stick: "Why did you come out?"

"The old madam said she was going out for a walk!" The woman supporting her said with a smile, "Master, you have been busy with business recently. I don't know, but the old madam is much better these two days!"

"Yes." The old man looked at the only blood he had left behind, and the only one showed a kind attitude, and held Fan Shaoxun's hand.

Suddenly, she looked past her grandson and saw Wang Ziji standing behind her.

"This is..." She was so happy that she couldn't speak for a moment, pointing at Prince Ji, hesitant to speak.

"I'm the second child of the Du family, grandma." Wang Ziji hurriedly handed over the gift: "You watched me grow up, you don't forget me, do you?"

"Oh, it's Nansheng!" The old man finally came to his senses and held Wang Ziji's hand tightly: "My good boy, I haven't seen you for several years, and you still think of coming to see me, an old woman, really A sensible boy.

Wang Ziji and Fan Shaoxun have always had partners in their family business, and they grew up in the same place when they were young. Fan Shaoxun's grandma treated them well.

At that time, people who often came to Fan Shaoxun's house included Lei Wenhao, the young master of Lei's family, Miss Wendy's family and several other children. Now only Wang Ziji thought of visiting her, which made the old woman feel very relieved.

Wang Ziji laughed along with him, and quickly smeared sweet words: "I miss you recently, why don't Brother Fan bring me to see you?"

"That's great." She held Wang Ziji's shoulders with her bulging hand, and the old lady sized him up carefully: "It's just my child, your appearance has changed a bit, the bigger you are, the more handsome you are, I can hardly recognize you .”

That's me having plastic surgery, Grandma Fan, of course Wang Ziji didn't say that, otherwise he might drag out his past in the first series, it's not good to let the old man know about this kind of thing.

"Ma'am, aren't you going to relax?" the servant asked in a timely manner.

"The guests are here. Why should I be distracted!" The old lady gave her a sideways look.Turning his head again, the old Wang Ziji seemed to be looking at his own child.

"Nansheng, please come in quickly! We're having dinner in the villa today." She was still staggering, muttering non-stop, praising Wang Ziji: "This child is so polite that he even brought him a Gift.."

Looking at the back of the old lady, Wang Ziji pushed Fan Shaoxun with a look of surprise: "Unexpectedly, I am so good in your grandma's eyes, I am too embarrassed to ask for it."

"That is, in our generation, it's rare for anyone to visit her. The young people are all busy on their own." Fan Shaoxun looked at two sparrows flying out of the garden not far away.

The power of the Brahma family is all on the grandmother's side. His grandmother's family belongs to a declining noble family. The prosperity of the past has gone. Now that he is old, it is even more desolate for the old man to live in the old villa.

What Wang Ziji didn't expect was that Grandma Fan wanted to entertain him warmly, but she didn't deliberately bring in those delicacies from mountains and seas. Instead, she fried several home-cooked dishes and filled the dining table, and several people sat around the small table. .

Smelling the fragrant Chinese food, Wang Ziji felt the warmth of home that he had not seen for a long time.

077. Happy Holidays

"Let's not be cautious." Fan Shaoxun helped him fill a bowl of soup, and put it beside him for pouring:

"I said that as long as you bring a human head, my grandma is very easy to talk to. You don't remember it."

"Why did you suddenly think of bringing me here?"

Wang Ziji squinted his eyes and smiled, and his actions and gestures were very gentle, changing from the evil charm in the past.

"You don't want grandma to have another grandson, do you?" Of course, he asked in a low voice.

Fan Shaoxun saw these things, but felt that he was very attractive no matter what,