Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Chu Youqing took a bath carefully, and the large snow skin outside the bathrobe was like cherry blossoms, revealing a light pink or fine red full of water vapor.Because of the moisture of the water, but also because of the long and intense night.

The crystal water drops that had not been wiped off dripped from the neck to the collarbone, and then slowly fell into the plump opening of the front of the bathrobe, melting away.

Before six o'clock in the morning, Cen Zhiwan woke up so early for the first time, curled up on the sofa in the living room, feeling hopeless, and responded to Mr. Yang's message.

Yang Jianing: 【Is your girl group very busy recently? My sister is really practicing dance hard? 】

Cen Zhiwan couldn't tell Yang Jianing that Miss Bao was avoiding her and sincerely couldn't get in touch with her, so she replied half-truthfully: [Practicing the splits, people are rounder again, quite panicked. 】

The curtains were rolled, with a glimmer of the rising sun, Cen Zhiwan hadn't changed her clothes yet, she was dressed cool and refreshing, half of her small fragrant shoulders were completely exposed, and the collar of the round pajamas was crooked, loose and loose, and it was about to fall into her hand Elbow position.

Chu Youqing walked to the sofa and took her mobile phone.A little farther away, sit down, there is a safe distance between the two adults, and calmly said, "Isn't it cold?"

Cen Zhiwan raised her eyes, only then did she realize the existence of Chu Youqing, which shows how hard it is for her to return to the GM company and make movies.

Cen Zhiwan immediately dropped the phone, as if throwing away the burden of life, rolled to Chu Youqing's side, put Chu Youqing's arm in his arms, shook his head, "It's not cold."

Immediately afterwards, Cen Zhiwan raised her slender and slender neck, and lightly pressed Chu Youqing's forehead with her forehead, stroking a few strands of her sister's soft hair with the corner of her lips, "I am in good health."

Chu Youqing felt that there seemed to be some deep meaning in her word "in good health", and it was the kind of deep meaning that made people feel ashamed and heartbeat.

Chu Youqing's chest rose and fell slightly, and he controlled it, raised his eyes, and looked at her coldly.

It's so evil with ulterior motives. Isn't this bullying? They've been doing it all night...

Chu Youqing didn't accept Cen Zhiwan's words, if she "quarreled" with her again, Chu Youqing would most likely be unable to resist and fall into the trap.

But Chu Youqing didn't push Cen Zhiwan [-] meters away, just let her be so tired, snuggled up lazily, and changed the subject, "Have you been busy recently?"

Oops, my wife is checking the post!

There was a warm current in Cen Zhiwan's heart, he raised his face and smiled, and shyly said: "It's okay..."

She wanted to say again, "I don't have to be busy because of you", but suddenly realized that this sentence was a bit pornographic.

Not busy for you, only busy with you? ?

Full of grown-up cues.

Forget it, don't dare to tease me.

Chu Youqing is a decent wife of a decent family.

Chu Youqing knew about Cen Zhiwan's preparations for the movie.

She didn't want to say, maybe she hadn't reached the point where she needed help.

Chu Youqing was relieved, and only then did he push Cen Zhiwan an inch or two away, and said softly, "Go take a shower and change clothes."

Cen Zhiwan walked obediently to the bathroom, halfway there, and ran in small steps, "Ah! ... I'm freezing to death!"

Chu Youqing raised the corners of his lips almost imperceptibly, admired Cen Liuliu's slender back bouncing around, and went to have breakfast decisively.

Crispy multigrain bread, split in half and topped with rich, rich butter and jam.

Chu Youqing put down the silver spatula, hesitating whether to prepare one for Cen Zhiwan, wondering what she likes to eat in the morning.

Cen Zhiwan blew by like the wind, casually picked up a piece of white bread, and took a box of iced milk.

Chu Youqing didn't have time to say anything, and he did it in one go, put on a small suit jacket, kicked up the high heels in the hallway, the heels were sharp and easy to break, and the wind blew out of the house like a strong wind, "See you at night, sister!..."

Chu Youqing continued to wipe the meal bag, with all kinds of subtle feelings in his heart, after a while, he dropped the spatula.

Angry.

Cen Liu shoulders the responsibility of Dou Boss. If you don't hurry up and race against time, 72 hours a day will not be enough. Of course, this is excluding the shy time with Chu Youqing. For that part, 365 hours a day is barely enough.

Cen Zhiwan was driving and took the time to call Yang Jiabao.

Called all the way, but no one answered.

Yang Jiabao's voicemail also exploded, what was missing while he was playing? ?

Cen Zhiwan wanted to meet with the sound engineer in the morning, so she had to ask for leave, and searched for Yang Jiabao all over the street, almost walking through half of the city.

In the dusty world, locked a club, and pushed open the door of the 888 supreme vip room.

It was 10:30 in the morning, and Yang Jiabao turned on the KTV self-play mode, entertaining himself alone, spraying microphones loudly, spraying happily, as if screaming chickens in the finals of an audition.

In the dark, the crystal disco ball light slowly rotates, hanging in the center, diffuses jumping light spots, colorful and extremely dazzling.

Both Cen Zhiwan and Yang Jiabao were illuminated with green faces and fangs.

"Yang Jiabao."

Whoever snatches the wheat from me will lose my ears.

Cen Zhiwan shouted tenderly, "—Yang Jianing is here!!"

Yang Jiabao threw the wheat and fell on the sofa.

Is it dead...

Cen Zhiwan opened the curtains, and the two of them narrowed their eyes at the same time.

Yang Jiabao twirled the hair around his ears with his fingers, feeling weak, "Oh!"

Cen Zhiwan sat down and asked, "Are you avoiding Yang Jianing, or are you avoiding me?"

Yang Jiabao did wrong things, said wrong things, too many, I couldn't see Yang Jianing, I was stunned, and I couldn't see Cen Zhiwan, I'm sorry Mr. Dou!

Yang Jiabao patted the table, "What can I do! I can't be fooled! Cen Wandou, you can't leave me! You can also pat other people's scripts..."

Yang Jiabao knew that Cen Zhiwan had made a lot of sacrifices, and if he didn't make a good film, he would offend those big-name screenwriters.

Cen Zhiwan wanted to leave her behind, so he said helplessly, "Jia Ning said, I'd better use my script."

"Ah?!" Yang Jiabao was shocked, his grief turned into joy, and the corners of his eyes and brows curled up in laughter.

The coffee table was full of fried chicken, beer, and pearl milk tea. She took a golden and crispy chicken thigh. It was originally a drink to relieve her worries, but now she added to the fun, "Impossible! You wrote such rubbish, how did you stand out from the crowd?" ?Um?"

Cen Zhiwan was furious, "Don't eat it, your face is so big, you can't get on the big screen!"

Yang Jiabao was in a great mood, smacking his lips and licking his fingers, "As big as you are, I have to contribute to Pujie, are you right?"

Cen Zhiwan said quietly: "Yang Jianing will see it..."

I can see that you are not at ease.

Yang Jiabao's arrogant arrogance was extinguished again, and he stopped eating.After a while, with resentment in his chest, he cautiously asked Cen Zhiwan, "How much do I want to lose?"

Cen Zhiwan looked up and down, looked at the outline of Yang Jiabao's face with special attention, lowered her eyes, "Hunger strike for a month."

Yang Jiabao raised the pillow and threw it at him, "I'll kill you!—"

In grief, Yang Jiabao ate his last meal, which made people's index finger twitching, and he couldn't see his favorite milk tea for a long time.

The big screen picks people.

Actresses are like this. If the real person is of a moderate figure, they will be overweight for the photo. If the real person is thin, they will be just right for the photo.

But there are exceptions. Top actresses like Chu Youqing, in the end, look at their bones. They have a good figure, are mature and plump, and their faces are three-dimensional and layered when photographed from that angle. explained from the point of view.

Yang Jiabao thought that Cen Zhiwan was here to blame her. After all, in front of Yang Jianing, she manipulated every day, which made Boss Dou very suffocated.

Cen Zhiwan didn't say anything.Yang Jiabao was eating. She took out a small portable video camera by herself, played with it for a while, and told Yang Jiabao that she had just bought it, purchased from overseas, and the latest go-pro. image quality.

Yang Jiabao was not surprised. Cen Zhiwan, a university major in photography, fiddled with various camera models in front of her whenever she had nothing to do. She had this hobby of collecting, so she asked casually, "It looks so high-end, how much is it?"

Cen Zhiwan stared at her kindly, "35, take it from the company."

Yang Jiabao choked. She remembered that Cen Zhiwan bought the most expensive old-fashioned out-of-print camera, which was only in the early 20. Can you save tens of thousands of dollars to make a movie?!"

Cen Zhiwan squeezed the words out between his teeth, "My heart hurts! My heart hurts, so don't talk nonsense in front of Yang Jianing! Use your brain!"

Yang Jiabao couldn't refute, rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky, "I'll try my best."

Cen Zhiwan continued to debug the go-pro, she was very busy, her hobby, she just seized the day and night to enjoy it for a while.

Seeing that Cen Zhiwan liked it, Yang Jiabao patted his small chest, "I'll buy you ten sets when it's done!"

Cen Zhiwan wiped the lens, "You must be sick."

Recently, Yang Jiabao has always been at a disadvantage. Not reconciled, he sucked on the pearl milk tea and gurgled, "Pian Doudou, how are you getting along with Chu Youqing recently? You should be on the right track. You don't even have the midnight watch. Call me, vent your desire on me, don't you have anything to ask me, little Chidou?"

Cen Zhiwan stopped her, "Don't be disgusting. I think you are top-notch in playing the bustard. It's a pity that you didn't take the role in Yihongyuan last time!"

Yang Jiabao hehe, "Okay, you are the number one card and your wings are hardened. When the time comes, there will be a problem with the bedside servant. You will be decapitated, poured pepper water, and put on the tiger stool. Don't cry in front of me again!"

Cen Zhiwan immediately asked: "If it's half done, the other party will cry..."

Yang Jiabao covered his ears in horror. The blow was not small, and he cursed: "——Shut up! Show affection, hurry up!"

Cen Zhiwan was indifferent, "I didn't say anything. By the way, I have something to ask you."

GM is a pan-entertainment industry.The various third-party cooperation projects left before the bankruptcy, all fell into the hands of Mr. Dou.

A good star-making production company, with poor performance, should try to find out the problem. The countermeasure is to expand the scope of services. Mosquito meat is also meat. Weddings, photo shoots, and various business activities are taken every now and then, and shopping advertisements are also undertaken.

Those who sell pots, those who sell plastic underwear, and those who sell height-increasing shoes...

Can it not close down...

Fortunately, there are no health care products and counterfeit medicines, otherwise Cen Zhiwan will be dragged down and will be in trouble again!

Some small contracts can be pushed as soon as possible, and they can be negotiated in a friendly manner without compensation, which costs less than actually fulfilling them.

There are also some, the liquidated damages are too high, it is not worthwhile, just keep it, confuse Yang Jianing, show that GM is a good company that is operating normally, and Mr. Dou has no other thoughts except working hard.

In the studio, a large group of beautiful model girls were flirting with Yang Jiabao.

Cen Zhiwan adjusted the tripod, stabilized the lens, and metered the light.

In order to save some money, Mr. Dou didn't hire any graphic photographers for filming. He did it himself and had enough food and clothing. He could save three to five thousand.

The representative of the partner company was dumbfounded, and asked, "Mr. Cen, Mr. Cen, please sign for me first!"

Cen Zhiwan nodded. This company sells agricultural harvesters. The originally well-regulated graphic advertisements were only for displaying products. Now, it is integrated with the figures of the ladies and sisters who walked the stage during the Paris Fashion Week, and suddenly became a colorful one. A work of art that could be on the cover of any high-end fashion magazine.

The representative of the agricultural harvester wanted to cry, but said, "Mr. Cen, we can't afford it!"

Cen Zhiwan comforted him while signing his clothes, "If you need it in the future, I will sponsor a few cars for use."

The representative was surprised at first, why do you want my harvester? ?

Then I realized, "Oh! Make a film! Mr. Cen, please open your mouth, as much as you want, we will give you as much as you want! Sister, you are doing the boss's work, and I will definitely keep it secret for you! You sign for my dad too, And my uncle! Sign it on my shirt!"

Yang Jiabao had a lively chat with the model girls.

When Cen Zhiwan went to the catwalk in Paris, Yang Jiabao also went to play with her, so the two simply took Yang Daheng's private jet and ran over.

At present, there are many girls in China who are 19 years old and overseas as migratory bird models. Every spring and summer conference, autumn and winter conference, they pack their bags and rush to catwalks in European countries, with the dream of becoming a professional model one day.

After Cen Zhiwan finished walking the runway, Yang Jiabao had already asked them for their phone numbers.

Now comes in handy.

Yang Jiabao warmly entertained every guest with a party mentality.After all, they are all free labor, drinks and so on, there must be no ill treatment.

Taking time out, Yang Jiabao ran over to chew on Cen Zhiwan's ear, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the effect?"

Cen Zhiwan hummed lightly, "I want to make up for it."

Yang Jiabao looked at the agricultural harvester, just like looking at Transformers, "You are the only one who is demanding!"

Cen Zhiwan smiled, and signed "peapea." on each digital negative with a dark watermark.

peapea. is a mysterious figure in the world of photography.A 48-page published photo album, which has swept across the ocean for many important awards, is said to be just a graduation work.

Holding his wine glass, Yang Jiabao smiled and said, "Mysterious, like a secret agent, how can you thank me?"

Cen Zhiwan raised her jaw, "Be careful when you tell them to change clothes."

I'm used to being on the European runways. The young ladies change their clothes like flowing water. Yang Jiabao was taken aback and went up to stop him, saying, "Oh, mine. There are still men here. I'll let them out! Take it off again!"

The ladies and sisters laughed together, "Scared you!"

The front desk of the show is stylish and neat, but the backstage is another chaotic world. In order to change clothes quickly, they take off as soon as they enter. It is the same as in the hospital where the surgeon sees the patients. They are all white flesh, numb, and there is no difference.

Yang Jiabao still cleared the scene once, and drove out irrelevant personnel and those of the wrong gender, "It's okay, you all take off in front of me!"

The ladies and sisters laughed together again, "Smelly rascal!"

Yang Jiabao was satisfied and admired Cen Zhiwan, who could always come up with so many tricks.

Cen Zhiwan smiled, "I'll make a phone call."

Yang Jiabao held her back, "What are you doing, don't leave!" He whispered, "...someone is firing at you, can't you tell?"

It was the company's finance manager looking for Mr. Dou, and Cen Zhiwan pushed Yang Jiabao away with his shoulder, "Don't make trouble, I didn't know I was married..."

Yang Jiabao savored carefully, "I'm stuck, let me tell you, marriage is the grave of love..."

Cen Zhiwan looked back and warned her, "Don't mess around, don't want me to come back, you are already married for the third time."

Yang Jiabao jumped: "—Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Chu Youqing is still on the set of "The Immortal Song of Ming Dynasty", she has many solo roles, and she is progressing crazily.

During the break, Director Lian Fangyu hesitated to speak.

Chu Youqing wiped off his thin sweat lightly, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

Lian Fangyu clenched her phone tightly and ran over, very embarrassed, gritted her teeth and whispered in a low voice, "Youqing, I have some news. Cen Zhiwan's movie, today's selection of female number one, in the studio, got a lot of little girls, all of them They are about eighteen or nine years old, and some of them are adults, I don’t know..."

Chu Youqing couldn't help squinting at Lian Fangyu, "Where did you get the news?"

Lian Fangyu naturally couldn't hide it from her at this time, and said, "I found a few insiders at Cen Zhiwan's GM company..."

Chu Youqing didn't want to ask too much. The purpose of Lian Fangyu's eyeliner everywhere was to worry about Cen Liu. After all, just looking at Cen Liu's hot search entries is quite scary.

Chu Youqing asked: "How many people did you contact directly?"

Lian Fangyu said: "Some are, some are not."

Chu Youqing reminded: "Don't be used by others."

Lian Fangyu nodded: "I know, I know, I will definitely be careful. Then...do you want to...go and have a look?"

Chu Youqing didn't speak, and sighed for a while.

Cen Zhiwan talked with the company's finance manager on the phone. GM company also has a large warehouse, which needs to be checked, and Mr. Dou must open the door.

Cen Zhiwan re-entered the studio, and there was no sound inside.

What about Jiuchi Roulin as promised, what's wrong with the ladies, hurry up and change your clothes, the studio is charged by the hour!

Yang Jiabao remained silent, and many young ladies were only halfway through.

Cen Zhiwan smiled and said, "Why are you shy, didn't you take the initiative just now?"

Yang Jiabao didn't dare to show any expression at all, he could only use his eyeballs, constantly hinting at the danger behind Cen Zhiwan.

Cen Zhiwan looked back, Chu Youqing calmly folded her arms, Director Lian Fangyu couldn't bear to watch such a grand scene, and shook her head.

"What are you doing?" Chu Youqing asked.