Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Chu Youqing's sex and happiness are Cen Zhiwan's responsibility.

She also wanted to ask Chu Youqing which position she liked more.

...Sister, um, do you like front-style or rear-style?

... Cen Zhiwan is not qualified for the most affectionate private chat in the boudoir between lovers.

The traffic in front of him was getting more and more jammed.

Yang Jiabao leaned forward, made a move, and slapped the horn a few times for Cen Zhiwan. Road rage broke out, "Annoying! Move ahead!"

Cen Zhiwan was immersed in his thoughts, and couldn't help scolding, "Why are you so yellow?"

Yang Jiabao said: "Yellow is you. Still thinking about Chu Youqing? You will be poisoned. Move the front, move the back, move all night, isn't it enough?"

Cen Zhiwan blushed again, and announced: "Not enough. I can't miss her." Her voice was crisp and bright.

Yang Jiabao looked sideways: "Don't be embarrassing."

In the midday sun, the water evaporates, and everything is weak and difficult to move.

Cen Zhiwan casually fiddled with the large-frame sunglasses on the top of her forehead, "Yang Jiabao, I'm a little hungry."

Yang Jiabao's breakfast was half a bag of potato chips. She looked around the intersection with ulterior motives and suggested, "Pea, let's go eat something good?" It was provocative.

Cen Zhiwan glanced at the familiar street intersection on the right, and said bluntly, "No."

Yang Jiabao slapped her shoulder, slapped her, and said resentfully, "What are you pretending to be? Are you really not going? It will be there in a few minutes, hurry up, hurry up, go downstairs to Chu Youqing's company for an omelet meal! Come on, it's too late None left! I'm going to order a... brandy berry smoothie! Cool!"

Cen Zhiwan was so hungry.

Before the Golden Rose Awards, Cen Zhiwan and the others often visited that small Japanese grocery store, and it almost became a stronghold at noon.Later, the two teams fought, and the place where they ate work meals every day suddenly became the opponent's territory and fell.

Cen Zhiwan wanted to occupy her, "Put on the sunglasses."

Yang Jiabao was handy, "Low-key, low-key."

Accompanied by Brokerage Director Lian Fangyu, Chu Youqing walked into the company's elevator.

Lian Fangyu embraced the document and pressed the floor button, "Youqing, do you want me to go with you?"

Chu Youqing's red lips are moist, the more colorful the color is, the more she picks out some dusty and cold breath, which is different from others.

She stroked the long black hair beside her ears, "No need. You go to the meeting."

Lian Fangyu nodded, had a meeting all morning, ended one, and there was another one. She seized the time and said, "Your marriage has been reported to the bosses of the company according to the regulations. Zhuang Shuxuan, we I haven't said anything yet. After all, Mr. Zhuang has been chasing you for a long time, and he didn't go anywhere when he returned to China. He condescended to become the vice president of the company. I'm afraid that if he finds out, there will be some noise."

Chu Youqing frowned lightly, as if questioning Zhuang Shuxuan's intelligence, "Didn't I explain it clearly to him already?"

Mr. Zhuang, we are not suitable.

It was rejected with one sentence.

Lian Fangyu was quite helpless, "You understand, he doesn't understand. Men are like this, and they feel good about themselves. No matter how much you refuse, he won't believe that you look down on him, and always think you are playing hard to get with him. To be honest, With his rank, he is not qualified to know about your marriage."

Chu Youqing: "Then don't do unnecessary things."

Lian Fangyu also thought the same way, there were a huge number of people pursuing Chu Youqing, openly and secretly, so why would they go door-to-door to explain, she would not exhaust Lian Fangyu to death.

"Okay. It's none of his business." Lian Fangyu reached a consensus with Chu Yinghou.

The elegant background music flows soothingly in the Japanese food restaurant.

Zhuang Shuxuan caressed the tie with one hand, and opened the elegant chair for Chu Youqing with the other.

They discussed with the investors about the film project, and stayed in the conference hall for a morning, and continued in the afternoon.The sponsor was very polite and pragmatic. He chose the restaurant downstairs of the company for lunch and had a simple work meal.

The gold master's uncle is surnamed Zhao, a well-known entrepreneur and a venture capital matchmaker.She usually never shows her face, but this time the Queen of Shadows is also present, so of course she has to meet her, she is a movie fan after all.The other investors sat around Mr. Zhao one by one, like stars arching the moon.Uncle Zhao looked like a young man in love in front of Chu Yinghou, maintaining a humble and shy smile.

Cen Zhiwan's scalp felt numb.

Yang Jiabao showed half of his face from behind the landscape tree, "If you count your fingers, you're surrounded by a pack of wolves."

Cen Zhiwan lowered her voice, "Two servings of omelet rice, hurry up and order at the counter. I want a mint lime ice drink."

"Are you sour?" Yang Jiabao asked, what kind of lemon is it at noon.

Cen Zhiwan covered her face with the menu and blamed, "You are the one who wanted to come."

"You didn't stop me either." Yang Jiabao squeaked, and slipped out of the private seat.

Chu Youqing and Zhuang Shuxuan got up and shook hands with the new investors one by one.

Chu Yinghou moved to the third place. The man was a bit dishonest, he seemed to have had some wine in advance, and his eyes were a little wandering.

Chu Youqing sneered in his heart.

This is not drunk, she clearly wants to take advantage of her by taking advantage of the alcohol.It is estimated that once you hold your hand, it will take a long time to ink, and you will not be able to let go.

Everyone here is a master in the business circle, and no one can recognize it.

Uncle Zhao smacked his lips immediately, and gave a light warning, telling his little brother to be happy, just have fun, and don't go too far.

Zhuang Shuxuan frowned even more unhappily, faintly about to explode, but in the end, because of the face of the business world, he decided to take a step forward.

They didn't know that Chu Youqing would be bullied in vain.

The Shadow Queen of Chu still stretched out her hands forward, the man was even more impatient, he didn't care about others seeing through, and threw his hands forward, just wanting to take this opportunity to get close to the Shadow Queen.

Chu Youqing wouldn't let him touch her, she was about to withdraw her hands calmly, but with her long and slender wrists, she froze in the air, as if she was waiting for someone.

A gust of fragrant wind blew, and Cen Zhiwan skillfully pushed aside the man's hand with a delicate black bag, and held Chu Youqing's soft white jade fingers with the other hand, and shook it tightly, as if to blame Chu Youqing Clearly don't notice.

"Senior, what a coincidence." Cen Zhiwan smiled, pulled away the seat beside Chu Youqing, and sat down dignifiedly.

Chu Youqing withdrew his hand coldly.

The whole place was as quiet as a chicken, and the air was like flying sand and rocks, and it was embarrassing, and it hurt people's skin.

The grievances between Cen Zhiwan and Chu Youqing are very clear to the investor and the entertainment company.

Cen Zhiwan pretended to be innocent, his heart was full of anger, and he thought, these investors are really nothing, they have a lot of money, they are all old hooligans, using this kind of dirty tricks in the vegetable market to occupy People are cheap.

Cen Zhiwan thought again, this Zhuang Shuxuan is not a thing.Bringing so many company backbones here, to watch the old hooligan molesting the queen of his company?Silent, what the hell?

Cen Zhiwan's pretty face flushed a little, she became the focus, but she didn't think about what to do next, neither to leave nor to stay, the atmosphere at the scene was unprecedentedly oppressive, and Cen Zhiwan froze.

Suddenly I heard Chu Youqing ask, "It's all here, what do you want to eat?" She didn't even look at her.

Cen Zhiwan's tense nerves relaxed for a moment, and she felt a lot of confidence, "Omelet rice!"

Inexplicably, all the people at the table ordered omelet rice.

Uncle Zhao had a square head and big ears, and said with a kind smile: "The omelet rice here is famous."

During the banquet, you can say a word, and I can say a word, following Uncle Zhao's words, smoothing things over.They are all thick-skinned people, and they should have beaten all the incidents before, so Cen Zhiwan took it for granted, sat next to Chu Youqing, and joined the afternoon meeting.

It turned out that they were discussing an anti-Japanese war film. Uncle Zhao's age still can't forget those war years.

Uncle Zhao asked Cen Zhiwan, "You children don't like these."

"Look at it sometime." Cen Zhiwan smiled, her jet-black eyes were as bright as spot paint. Although the black-viva girl group was fighting and fighting, Cen Zhiwan's well-behaved business smile, pure and sweet, was always pleasing to the eye. The elderly like it.

Beside Uncle Zhao, an investor in a brown suit interjected, holding Cen Zhiwan in his hands, and said courteously: "We invested in a Republic of China drama before, and there was a big case in it, which was very technical, and it was for Xiao Cen's mother , as case counsel."

Yo, there is actually a person here.

Cen Zhiwan smiled shyly.

Cen Zhiwan thought, it's a pity that my mother is not here, otherwise you stinky hooligans will be arrested.

Cen Zhiwan lightly picked up the silver fork, touched the tempting omelet rice, and replied, "Uncle, you said that, I still remember that case."

"There was a man who was always molesting people outside. He was shot and killed when he turned around. I don't know who did it."

Cen Zhiwan's words are crisp and glutinous, and he doesn't even glance at a group of old hooligans.

The investor in the brown suit was stunned for a few seconds, and thought to himself, you can continue to make up, that case is clearly about the sale of stolen goods, well, I know you are swearing.

Uncle Zhao remained calm and glanced at the one who pretended to be drunk.

That guy, a little sober from the wine, lowered his head, not daring to pretend anymore, feeling that he had met a ruthless character.

Cen Ruojiao Zhiwan poked open the omelet rice and poked a hole. The golden and smooth egg skin layer revealed tomato-colored rice grains, which were full of fragrance and fullness.

"How do you know it's a gunshot wound? The brains have flowed out, the scalp has been peeled off, and it may be a sharp object such as an awl."

Everyone stopped their knives and forks together, looking at the omelet in front of them, it was a bit like looking at a human head.

Cen Zhiwan squeezed circles of red ketchup and yellow mustard on the edge of the egg skin hole.

"Heads are smashed."

She sprinkled another dense ring of chili powder, "Oh, there are burns, it really is the marks of a gunshot."

Cen Zhiwan entertained herself, looked at the head model, and had to admit that it is really image and layered, and should be vigorously promoted in the police academy.

When Yang Jiabao came back after ordering, Cen Zhiwan had already sat at Chu Youqing's table, talking eloquently.

Yang Jiabao was shocked, took out his mobile phone, and made a loud call to Cen Zhiwan.

Cen Zhiwan made it impossible for anyone to eat the meal, she was satisfied, and it was time to withdraw, so she pretended to pick it up, "Okay. Come."

She stood up, bowed and said, "Sorry, there are still activities in the afternoon."

Chu Youqing glanced at her indifferently, "Then go quickly."

Cen Zhiwan picked up Xiaokun Bao, quite reluctant to give up, looked at his beautiful wife, "Goodbye, senior."

She stepped on the steps like the wind and stepped out gracefully.The others didn't give a single glance.

Uncle Zhao looked at the plate of omelet rice with human heads left by Cen Zhiwan, and smiled slowly: "Interesting."

After rushing out of the enemy-occupied area, Cen Zhiwan supported Yang Jiabao's shoulders and gasped for breath.

Yang Jiabao drove the car, the farther away from the Japanese food restaurant the better, and cursed, "You're out of your mind? Offended Mr. Zhao? No matter how stupid that person is, he was introduced by Mr. Zhao! You're still chasing him! All the investors in the circle have offended you."

Cen Zhiwan said angrily, "Isn't there another half circle?"

Yang Jiabao made a sharp turn and muttered to himself, "They didn't see me, I'm not with you."

Cen Zhiwan gripped the seat belt tightly, "Don't try to throw me off!"

Yang Jiabao said loudly, "What's wrong with you! Look at Chu Youqing's Mr. Zhuang, how calm he is! It's just a handshake, what are you doing!"

Cen Zhiwan suddenly felt guilty, and said stubbornly: "It's not your wife who touched it!"

Yang Jiabao was moved with emotion and reason, "Chu Youqing himself is fine! Why are you asking for anger!"

Cen Zhiwan gave up on herself, "Just say I'm nosy!"

Yang Jiabao: "What else can I say about you! If the cat falls into the trash can, you have to go up and take care of it! What else can I say about you!"

Cen Zhiwan looked out of the window aggrievedly, and after a while, she asked, "They won't tell my mother, will they?"

Yang Jiabao snorted, "How would I know?"

Cen Zhiwan really started to worry, and asked again: "Baby, does Chu Youqing think I'm troublesome?"

After all, it's a physical marriage, so calm down and think about it carefully, it's too lenient.

Yang Jiabao listened to Cen Zhiwan's pitiful question, so he still had reflection and repentance in life.

Yang Jiabao restrained his tone, and comforted him: "From now on, if you beat a dog, it depends on the owner, understand?"

Cen Zhiwan slid into the seat, curled up into a ball, and responded softly: "Well...but, but I just can't get angry!" She was full of energy.

Yang Jiabao withdrew his sympathy for Cen Zhiwan, "Shut up!"

Cen Zhiwan sat up straight, "Yang Jiabao, I'm a little hungry."

Yang Jiabao sighed, and said quietly: "I can no longer look directly at the omelette."

Cen Zhiwan nodded, "...Me too."

Yang Jiabao's heart was even worse, "I can't live without doing my own crime."

Cen Zhiwan confessed, "I don't even dare to go home anymore." In the end, she didn't know why she messed up Chu Yinghou's situation.Must be possessive at work.

Yang Jiabao smiled and teased her, "You'd better go back. After you go back, you can still serve people in Israel."

"Don't say that." Cen Zhiwan was ashamed.

Yang Jiabao reorganized the language, "Feeding wolves with your body?"

Cen Zhiwan thought about it seriously.