After President Pa dressed as an abandoned husband [Transmigration Book]

After Ji Tingsen got into the car, he realized that it was Liu Zhi who was driving.

An upright and somewhat dull child with flaxen hair in a mess, as if he hastily rolled out of bed after waking up at night.

Looking at each other, he smiled at Liu Zhi: "Morning"

Liu Zhi: "Oh...early!"

He quickly turned his head and looked ahead, but his heartbeat couldn't stop. So it wasn't an illusion, Ji Tingsen actually looked better the longer he grew, and even fired him!

And Brother Qin, he never let Ji Tingsen pick him up before, he got out of the car so quickly just now, and brought someone into the car.

The world has become something he doesn't understand...

There were three big men in the car, but when they became quiet, there was no movement at all.

Qin Zhen: "Drive, go to Yaohui first."

Liu Zhi: "Yaohui?"

He was brought up by his father to be trained by Qin Zhen, so he naturally knew that Yaohui Entertainment was the property of the Qin family, so Brother Qin actually wanted to send Ji Tingsen to work?

It's only been a few days, and I feel like I missed a hundred million gossip.

Ji Tingsen glanced at Qin Zhen: "No need, stop the car at the gate of the community, someone is waiting for me."

Qin Zhen: "As you wish."

Seeing the cold side of the other party, Ji Tingsen didn't speak anymore.

Before getting out of the car, he took the time to send Ming Rui a text message, nothing more than paying attention to daily concerns such as rest and eating breakfast. Logically, his heart would hurt, but his body was fine.

It turned out that as long as he was close to Qin Zhen, or near the objects that Qin Zhen had touched, Caring Mingrui would not be backlashed.

Yes, backlash.

Perhaps only these two words can express his current strange physical condition.

Liu Zhi stopped at the entrance of the community and reminded loudly: "Brother Ji, we're here!"

He did it on purpose, pretending that who has never seen Ji Tingsen pestering Brother Qin, saying that he would get off at the gate of the community, and he would definitely find excuses later...

Ji Tingsen: "Okay, thank you."

He got out of the car, closed the door and walked forward.

More than 100 meters away, there is a nanny car parked on the side of the road. The last two digits of the license plate number are 89, which is the car assigned to him by the company.

The beige long thin windbreaker flipped slightly in the morning wind. The owner of the clothes was thin but tall and looked very eye-catching, without a trace of reluctance or turning back.

Just go that far.

Liu Zhi opened his mouth: "Brother, Ji Tingsen..."

he misunderstood

Qin Zhen: "Drive."

I can't tell what I feel in my heart, but Ji Tingsen's non-entanglement is exactly what he wants.

That's good, he thought.

.....

As soon as Ji Tingsen got into the car, he met Fu Cong's gossiping eyes.

Fu Cong: "Baby, you didn't come out of the community just now, that car smells like money from a distance..."

Ji Tingsen took the soy milk in his hand: "It's just what you think."

Fu Cong: "Then why didn't Mrs. Qin send you off? If my other half grows up like you, let alone the entertainment industry, I have to go downstairs for a walk."

He said jokingly, but he was actually a little worried.

There are many celebrities marrying rich families, but after all, they are high climbers, who knows whether it is bitter or sweet inside.

If Guaibao is wronged, it hurts to think about it.

Husband Qin?

Ji Tingsen was already immune to the strange words that popped out of his mouth, but he could still feel the other party's concern, so he explained: "It's not on the way, he has a meeting in the morning."

Fu Cong: "...All right."

Anyway, he couldn't imagine what the life of a super boss like Qin Zhen would be like.

But my baby is so good, who can not love it.

Hold on, don't panic.

Ji Tingsen didn't want to talk about Qin Zhen in depth, and there was really nothing to say about the plastic marriage.

He turned to ask, "What are your plans for today?"

Fu Cong immediately went to work: "There is a contract to be signed in the morning, which is the men's facial cleanser that was settled a few days ago. The other party is very satisfied with your skin condition and popularity. I have already negotiated the contract, just sign it directly. "

"Director Feng's play is about to enter the group in one month, and the acting class arranged for you starts this afternoon, three times a week."

"By the way, there will be auditions for a fairy tale drama in half a month. I'll give you the book and basic information later. You can take a look at it when you have time. Choose which role you want to play as soon as possible, and leave the rest to me."

"..."

The two exchanged work information and soon arrived at the company.

The cleanser contract was at about 10:30, before the other party arrived, Ji Tingsen first read the materials of the Xianxia drama that Fu Cong said.

In recent years, adaptations of novels have been popular, such as the fairy tale drama "Question of Immortals".

Fu Cong's professionalism is unquestionable: "I've read the novel once, and the male protagonist in "Ask the Immortal" is very good. The director has been confirmed to be Tang Yun. Tang Yun's dramas are not violent. If we can win this role , you won’t have to worry about topicality next year.”

Ji Tingsen clicked on the words "Ask the Immortal" on the cover of the document, and said honestly: "Brother Fu, I can fight for any role except the male lead, and I will read the novel as soon as possible."

Fu Cong: "Why? What's wrong with the male lead?"

Ji Tingsen shook his head: "Tang Yun's team is very good, and the screenwriter is also very good. I think every character in "Ask the Immortal" will be very good. I'm afraid I can't afford the male lead in such a big drama. Let's try the roles with few roles first. Take it easy?"

Fu Cong froze for a moment: "I was in a hurry, so it's better to take your time."

Recently, Guaibao's excellence has made him elated, but he has forgotten that Guaibao used to be known as a ratings poison, so let's talk about acting first.

Ji Tingsen lied. As the former ruler of the Ji family, he was never afraid of anything.

What's more, according to the original record, "Ask the Immortal" is a milestone in the fairy tale drama in the film and television industry, which shows that it is rare and should not be missed.

Coincidentally, "Ask the Immortals" is Ming Rui's another outstanding work after "The Palace of Living Wu", "Qingwu Palace" made Ming Rui a household name, and "Ask the Immortals" completely made Ming Rui a top-notch.

He will fight for the role in "Ask the Immortal", but he can't do that just because he knows that this drama in the original book will explode and snatch Ming Rui's chance.

......

At ten fifteen, Ji Tingsen and Fu Cong left the lounge.

They are on the ninth floor, and the signing is on the twentieth floor.

While waiting for the elevator, the elevator door opened, and the young man standing at the front immediately lowered his face when he saw Ji Tingsen: "The road to Yuanjia is really narrow, and I suddenly remembered that something fell upstairs. Wait a minute, I have to use the elevator again."

Fu Cong: "Meng Lanfeng!"

The elevator door closed slowly, and the young man named Meng Lanfeng gave Ji Tingsen a look: "Don't get complacent too early!"

Fu Cong was about to explode in anger, circling around in circles.

Ji Tingsen pressed the elevator next to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Fu, Meng Lanfeng is jealous of me, so... Did he fail somewhere else?"

The competition among artists is fierce, and it is common for several people to look at the same resource, each depending on their own abilities.

In my memory, Meng Lanfeng was almost incompatible with "him". If you rob me of an endorsement and I rob you of a role, they are deadly rivals.

Fu Cong calmed down: "That's right, we are the ones who have the upper hand this time, it's him who wants to die of anger."

He regained his composure, and pinched his waist proudly: "Baby is so smart, Meng Lanfeng also liked the contract you signed today, but with his looks, we dumped him by more than eighteen blocks, and the pimples on his face are big. Those who can stab people to death dare to come out and shake around, cut!"

Although Meng Lanfeng was not as good-looking as Ji Tingsen, he was considered outstanding among artists. He did have a pimple on his forehead, but it was not very obvious, and it was unnecessary to stab someone to death.

Ji Tingsen shook his head and laughed: "Brother Fu is right."

......

One night when he was off work, Ji Tingsen received a strange call.

The male voice on the phone was low and familiar, and there was a faint complaint: "Star Ji, did you forget that you still owe me a meal?"

Ji Tingsen paused: "...Feng Dao?"

The other end laughed: "Did you hear it? I got a new account and saved it."

Feng Yingkai waited and waited, but Ji Tingsen didn't call for several days. Because of some things, his mobile phone number changed again, and he found Ji Tingsen's contact information, so he called.

He just met once, and he couldn't help being a little happy that the other party could hear his voice.

It's also strange, there are countless people who have invited him to eat, drink and have fun these days, but none of them can compare to the feeling of being with Ji Tingsen that day.

You don't need to come and go to entertain, just chat and eat, it seems that drinking saliva is more refreshing than other places.

Thinking of that pretty face, he complimented himself, maybe it was because it was so pretty?

Ji Tingsen: "Of course, it's better to hit the sun another day. Can Director Feng give me a face and have dinner together?"

Of course he remembered what he promised, but he originally planned to wait two days before asking, but the other party took the initiative to ask, and if he didn't express anything, it would be a disservice to others.

Feng Yingkai said that not long after returning to China, he was not familiar with the place of birth in Beijing, so Ji Tingsen decided on the place.

Ji Tingsen is not very familiar with this world, but he mentioned a few good restaurants in the original book: "Let's go to Lvfengyuan, I will send you the address..."

......

Four 10 minutes later, Lvfeng Garden

Ji Tingsen reserved a box, and remembered that Feng Yingkai said that he was not familiar with the domestic environment, so he waited in the living room downstairs.

There was an indistinct conversation at the front desk: "I'm sorry sir, today's box is full, and the guest over there booked a box too, and he hasn't entered yet..."

"Sir, I need you...Ji Tingsen?" The boy's voice raised sharply: "That's right, I want your box. Brother Qin has an appointment for business, so let me have the box."

"I also made an appointment with someone to talk about." Ji Tingsen did not expect to meet Liu Zhi.

He agreed to invite Feng Yingkai to dinner, even if Qin Zhen came, it was impossible to give up the box, after all, there was an appointment first.

"What can you do..." Liu knew whether he believed it or not, and said anxiously: "Anyway, the box is for me, and I won't lie to you. If it delays Brother Qin's affairs, aren't you afraid that Brother Qin will have a worse impression of you? "

"I'm not afraid." Ji Tingsen was sitting, looking up at him, with a kind of leisurely indifference: "You should pay for your mistakes, not me."

He knew Qin Zhen a little bit, and the business he was able to do in person must be very important, and he must have ordered people to do everything well in the morning, and he would not give a short notice to book a box.

"How do you know..." Liu Zhi frowned, he was busy like a spinning top every day, and it's no big deal to forget one or two things occasionally, but thinking about Brother Qin's expressionless face, the hairs stood on end, isn't it? good.

"There is no point in arguing. If I were you, I would try to make up for it as soon as possible. For example, there is a restaurant not inferior to this street 100 meters away."

"Really?" Liu Zhi looked at Ji Tingsen suspiciously, and was about to run out as a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Come back." Ji Tingsen called him.

"What, you lied to me?"

Ji Tingsen took out his wallet from the bag containing the script, and handed the VIP card in the wallet to Liu Zhi: "Go out and turn right for 100 meters, Shangya Restaurant, where the Qin family owns shares, so there must be a private room with the card."

Liu Zhi took the card in a daze, and ran away as if impatient.

He didn't know that he was blushing like a monkey's ass, and ran back two seconds later: "Ji Tingsen...Ji Ge, thank...thank you."

Ji Tingsen doesn't know the same knowledge as a child, not to mention that if a young man knows his mistakes and can correct them, it is actually quite cute to jump around occasionally.

He waved his hand, signaling Liu Zhi to go quickly.

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