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

Ji Tingsen was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that he said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Qin Zhen rubbed the pillow on his lap, his finger bones were long and his hands were strong, and a corner of the poor pillow was almost wiped out by him, his gray-blue eyes were calm with just the right doubt: "Why do you apologize?"

"My manager knows that I'm married. I can't hide it from him, and I don't want to hide it...other than that, no one else knows about our marriage. If you think it's inappropriate, you can submit the divorce agreement part of the property deduction."

"Well—this, if he is the only one who knows about it, then forget it." Qin Zhen waved his hand generously, his eyebrows furrowed for a moment, always feeling uncomfortable: "There is nothing else?"

Ji Tingsen recalled the oolong he had when he left home last time, and incidentally reported: "I'm going back to the set later, if you have anything to do, call me."

Qin Zhen hummed, and asked again: "The filming crew is very interesting, how about kissing scenes and bed scenes?"

When he repeated Fu Cong's words, he already had the intention of incriminating the teacher, but Ji Tingsen was very calm, which made him feel that if he insisted on this matter, he would be looking for trouble.

At this moment, his tone was very steady, and only he knew that when he uttered the word "sex scene", he said it with a heavy voice.

Ji Tingsen said pertinently: "Filming can experience different lives, which is very interesting, but before the film is edited, the process of filming looks quite silly."

He couldn't help laughing as he spoke, he didn't feel it when he was acting, but watching other people acting, like the last time Bai Ning was running in the rain and tripped over a water pipe filled with "rainwater", the scene was quite funny, everyone laughed at that time crazy.

Looking around and talking about him, Qin Zhen thought in his heart, poked the pillow emotionally, and said nonchalantly, "Really, I'm planning to invest in a few movies privately, and I happened to go see them with you."

In fact, he completely misunderstood, maybe he had already forgotten that he had warned the original owner before, don't bring things about the entertainment industry to the family, let the original owner do whatever he likes, and it would be best not to bother him.

Ji Tingsen remembered these, and he only regarded the kissing scene and sex scene as some troublesome work, and had no other thoughts at all. Since it was troublesome, how could he say more.

But Qin Zhen was so eager to try, he had no choice but to stop him: "Let's do it another day."

Qin Zhen: "Why?"

Rubbing the screen of the phone with his thumb, Ji Tingsen said with a headache: "Didn't you just say that I'm going to do a bed scene and a kiss scene in the afternoon, you are my family, watching this kind of scene... I will feel very strange, influence play."

This is similar to a student who writes a composition and doesn't want to read it to people close to him. It's simply a little embarrassing.

Qin Zhen was noncommittal, but felt instinctively uncomfortable.

He doesn't think he has any plans for Ji Tingsen, but he just imagined this and that with others not long ago, and the object of his imagination will go to others... Even if it is filming, there is always a feeling of territory being violated.

After Ji Tingsen went upstairs, Qin Zhen contacted Fu Cong.

Qin Zhen had a beast-like intuition, and even though he didn't feel that he had anything to Ji Tingsen, he took immediate action.

This is almost the same as preferring to kill by mistake rather than let go.

He just glanced at Fu Cong's phone number and wrote it down without any delay, and he successfully got the electronic version of the script, and ordered: "I don't want Brother Ji... Sen to know about this. "

Fu Cong: "This..."

How could he betray Guaibao, but the boss on the other end of the phone seemed to be able to see through people's hearts: "I just want to know more about Brother Sen's life, and I won't harm him. If you destroy this... Interesting, Yaohui has no shortage of artist managers, understand?"

Fu Cong: "...President Qin, I understand."

Qin Zhen hung up the phone and added Fu Cong's WeChat: 【Mark all the sex scenes and kissing scenes and send them to me within three hours. 】

Fu Cong: Sure enough, I'm jealous.

He replied tremblingly: [Mr. Qin, Ji Shao has always kept himself very clean. 】

In front of her jealous husband, Fu Cong didn't dare to call him "Baby" again, and very consciously obeyed Lei Feihong's address for his own artists. He originally wanted to talk about the video he posted last night, but after thinking about it, he didn't carry.

He still doesn't want to tell the private affairs of his artist, even if the person is the husband, it seems better for them to discover the matters between husband and wife.

Qin Zhen quickly replied: [Yes. 】

......

After Fu Cong contacted Qin Zhen, he sent a message to his artist with trepidation: [Baby, are you still going as planned? 】

I didn't dare to call, there was a shadow.

Ji Tingsen replied: [Yes]

Fu Cong: [Are you sure?Are you feeling well? 】

Mr. Qin seemed to be very jealous, didn't he drag his baby to bed and clean him up?

Ji Tingsen: [Why do you ask such a question? 】

Fu Cong: [Haha... Didn't you want a video last night, didn't you practice it? 】

Ji Tingsen had a headache, and thoughtfully replied: [You are thinking too much Brother Fu, I have to work today, Qin Zhen is very considerate, and neither of us is very sexual, my health is fine, and I will not delay filming, don't worry. 】

Fu Cong: [Okay. 】

In fact, in the Doubting Life series, Guaibao seems to be indifferent to everything, but Mr. Qin is not, he has seen photos of this big guy, with such a straight nose, such long fingers, a good figure and manly, according to his reading The man has countless experiences, so it shouldn't be abstinence.

It must be that Guaibao has too little actual combat experience, so he has to think of a way.

......

Ji Tingsen did not go back to the crew immediately, but went to the house on Yushan Road.

In the quiet villa area, the price of each villa is almost [-] million yuan, but although his building has the most advantageous location, he didn't spend any money.

Qin Zhen is a developer, and when the house opened, it was just around the time of the wedding, so it was given as a betrothal gift.

The house had been renovated at the beginning, and now it has been thoroughly cleaned. He had to come and see for himself before making a decision on what to add.

Ji Tingsen focused on the study and bedroom, and felt that his soul was stretched a lot.

Although the house in Lanzhan Garden is good, there can be no two tigers in one mountain. Although he is no longer in power and has a peaceful personality, but after many years of sitting down as the owner of the house, he still has a desire to control in his bones. It is very important to have a space that is completely his own.

Stopping and turning around, another hour passed.

Ji Tingsen asked Fu to choose one of the guest rooms on the first floor as his own room.

Fu Cong waved his hand: "Farewell baby, your house is expensive, and all of my wealth is only worthy of sleeping in a bathtub."

"Bathtub" Ji Tingsen thought for a while, "Then the first room on the left next to the living room has a bathtub, so that's it."

The room he said was the best of the guest rooms.

Fu Cong held back reservedly for a while, his hair was full of joy, and he rushed to the room: "Wait a minute, I'm going to take a photo to show off, my brother is also a man with hundreds of millions of feet on land. …”

Ji Tingsen shook his head and laughed, just when Bai Ning called, he got through.

"Brother Ji, when are you going back to the set?"

"I'll be back soon." Ji Tingsen glanced at his watch, ten forty: "Go back at noon, around one o'clock."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Bai Ning said.

Ji Tingsen felt that Bai Ning's voice was quite low, so he asked, "Tell me something?"

"No." Bai Ning said, hesitating for a moment and then asked: "Brother Ji, has Director Feng contacted you?"

"No, what happened to the crew?"

"It's not an accident, it's just... the scene in the afternoon, I still think it was good, but director Feng asked the scriptwriter to change it, emotional conflicts sometimes have to be expressed by body language, kissing scenes and sex scenes are crossed out, Is it not very good?" After Bai Ning finished speaking, he held his breath and waited for the answer over there.

Because of Yuan Neng, he doesn't like scenes with physical contact very much, but when he thinks about being with Ji Tingsen... his palms sweat and his face feels a little hot, not because of fear, but because of anticipation.

Ji Tingsen really didn't know about the script change: "Well, let's talk about it when I go back to the crew, okay?"

Bai Ning answered in a low voice, then hung up the phone reluctantly.

Ji Tingsen heaved a sigh of relief, if what Bai Ning said was true, that would be great.

He had read the script when he took over the show, and he paid special attention to the sex scenes and kissing scenes. At that time, he thought it was still within the acceptable range, and he could do it if he wanted to.

He didn't immediately ask Feng Yingkai what was going on, let's wait until the crew to talk about it.

......

After watching the house, you have to rush back to the crew directly.

Before getting into the car, Fu Cong was still appreciating the photos, but when he turned around, he found that Ji Tingsen, who was standing beside him, had disappeared.

Turning around, I found Ji Tingsen standing by the flower wall and looking at the house next door.

Fu Cong: "Good boy..."

Seeing Ji Tingsen raising his hand, the long-term tacit understanding made him shut up immediately, and followed the other's eyes to look at the opposite side. A young man who looked handsome and rich was talking to someone in the yard.

As if sensing their gazes, the handsome guy glanced this way, and then walked over.

Fu Cong's gaze paused on the tear mole in the corner of the handsome guy's eyes. He was a good young man, and he looked like a romantic seed.

The young man was Gu Zhao, who met Ji Tingsen once at Shangya, looked at Ji Tingsen and said, "We met again, what a coincidence."

Ji Tingsen smiled: "It's a coincidence, we will be neighbors in the future?"

The young man who was talking to Gu Zhao in the yard just now couldn't help but see Ji Tingsen's eyes light up: "This is Gu Shao's house, hello, my name is Chu Yuan."

It has been several years since Gu Zhao inherited the family business. People outside all call him Mr. Gu, and some people he met in the early years still call him Young Master Gu, which is some evidence of friendship.

Ji Tingsen felt that the young man named Chu Yuan looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he met him at the moment, maybe he was too lazy to think about it because there were more important things that occupied his attention, so he asked Gu Zhao, "Your surname is Gu?"

Gu Zhao still remembered the scene of the last meeting, and joked: "Why, that friend of Ji Daxingxing who looks very similar to me is also surnamed Gu?"

He was just teasing at first, but he didn't want Ji Tingsen to really say yes, as if caught in some memory, even if it was just for a moment, such nostalgic and sad eyes made people feel sore, and couldn't help thinking, how could Ji Tingsen be like this? The person who is missed by others does not know what kind of person it should be.

Chu Yuan, who was ignored, was a little dissatisfied, and interjected again: "Since there is such a fate, please leave a contact information."

He knew Gu Zhao and said he wanted to leave his contact information, of course he meant Ji Tingsen.

Ji Tingsen read countless people, and he could tell at a glance that Chu Yuan, who had wandering eyes and impetuous heart, was not a kind person, but the other party's proposal was exactly what he wanted, so he added contact information to both Chu Yuan and Gu Zhao.

He still had to rush to the film crew, and even though he was very interested in Gu Zhao, he had no choice but to say goodbye, thinking that the future will last forever.

Fu Cong didn't dare to vent his anger by the side.

It's also strange, he and Guaibao can usually joke about anything, but now Guaibao stands in front of Chu He and Gu Zhao with ease, but he always feels that the other two seem to be from another world, which makes people feel timid for no reason.

Seeing Ji Tingsen and Fu Cong leave, Gu Zhao couldn't help frowning.

It's really strange that Ji Tingsen's calm and quiet appearance made him want to get close, not the kind of closeness that covets beauty, but... yes!It's somewhat similar to the aura of big brother Gu Xing.

It's not exactly the same, the eldest brother is more deserted, while Ji Tingsen is more gentle.

Chu Yuan watched Ji Tingsen's car leave with bewilderment, and murmured: "After all, I have been abroad for too long, and the housing prices here are not cheap. I didn't know that such a fairy-like person appeared in the circle of wealthy people in Beijing."

His thoughts were interrupted, Gu Zhao said coldly: "You'd better not get his idea."

"Why, can't you make friends?"

"Make friends?" Gu Zhao knew Chu Yuan's virtue best, if it wasn't for Feng Yingkai, he wouldn't bother to deal with such things: "I have a master, if you want to poach Qin Zhen's corner, you can try it."

"Qin Zhen...he is..." The one hundred and eight thoughts that Chu Yuan conceived in his mind to hook up with the beauty suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away.

Although Qin Zhen was young, he was on an equal footing with his family's old man. He was a famous evil spirit, and he didn't talk too much harshly. Who would dare to pluck a tiger's hair?

He muttered unwillingly for a while: "But the rumors are not about Qin Zhen..." He sighed again: "That's right, even Qin Shihuang can't stand such a beauty."

Gu Zhao was too lazy to listen to Chu Yuan's nonsense, so he turned and left.

......

On the way back to the set, Ji Tingsen found that Fu Cong had been peeking at him from the rearview mirror, so he asked what was wrong.

Fu Cong: "Baby, your house is so big, isn't it a bit empty?"

Ji Tingsen nodded: "There are a few, but it doesn't matter. The scene at hand will be finished in half a month. I plan to raise a pet. You just need to help me pay attention."

Originally, I wanted to say that the house was so empty, would Ji Tingsen bring her husband to live here? Fu Cong: "...Then what do you want to raise?"

Ji Tingsen said that if he wants to raise a cat, he doesn’t want any expensive breeds. An ordinary orange cat is fine, and the name is ready-made, so he calls it “Doudou.”

Beans From Potatoes.

Nanchu raised one in his previous life, but it died for some reason.

Fu Cong's head was full of question marks, and he felt that the orange cat must have a story, but Ji Tingsen wanted to keep silent, so he couldn't ask any questions, so he simply said, "That villa is so big, President Qin doesn't want to come and see it?"

Ji Tingsen knew that Fu Cong wanted to match himself and Qin Zhen, but the things involved were complicated and he couldn't talk about many things, so he just said, "He doesn't like excitement."

He didn't intend to tell Qin Zhen about the re-use of the house on Yushan Road.

Communication in every detail is what happens between real couples. The relationship between him and Qin Zhen is just right now, and if they do more, it will probably cause trouble for the other party.

Fu Cong's heart was heavy, and he felt that the married life of his sweet baby didn't seem to be smooth sailing.

Maybe the giants are like that?

At the same time, the crew,

Yin Lianyun looked at the big dining truck that had been parked by the side of the road for more than half an hour, and he let out a yell, gossiping to Bai Ning: "Before, Xiao Li heard a rich man communicate with Director Feng, saying that he wanted to invite the whole crew to dinner. I thought it was a fake, but I didn't expect...eight cars, which local tyrant is so generous?"

There are eight large food trucks, and I don't know how many ingredients have been brought in. It is estimated that there are more than 100 people in the crew.

Bai Ning was still thinking about the script, so he casually said, "Probably a relative of the director."

While speaking, a blue Rolls-Royce Phantom slid out from behind the dining car like a shooting star, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

Yin Lianyun loves the car, and his eyes widened in an instant: "No way, I remember that the price of this car was more than 1000 million at the time. Before I mentioned it, I really want to touch it..."

Bai Ning didn't know much about cars, but he had to admit that the car was very beautiful.

After the car came to a complete stop, a young man about 30 years old got out of the driver's seat. He was tall and slim and looked very capable.

Because the car was not far from Yin Lianyun, he even caught sight of a watch on Bancuntou's wrist, and it immediately turned into a lemon: "It's not good to have a suit on your hand."

He was whimpering, but saw that Bancuntou got out of the car and did not leave, but opened the door of the back seat of the car.

A younger man got off the back seat, taller than the previous man.

After the man got out of the car, he glanced at the crowd who were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was looking for something, and he didn't care how much pressure his long legs and strong waist brought to the people around him.

What is more frightening than his height is his solemn and solemn aura, which makes people ignore his handsome face that is not inferior to a star.

Yin Lianyun elbowed the dazed Bai Ning: "Hey—eyes, do you see if the local tyrant's eyes are a little blue, are they mixed blood?"

Bai Ning stared at the man who was getting further and further away, and couldn't help pursing his lips.

Not only because of the strong aura of the other party, but also because of the long black windbreaker on the other party, he has seen the same style before, it is at Ji Ge's, but Ji Ge's is beige.

The styles that cannot be found on the market are found here.

He had an instinctively resisted, terrible guess.

Special Assistant Yan was resting in the dining car so as not to miss his boss's whereabouts, but now he hurried to Qin Zhen's side.

Qin Zhen had already walked in front of Bai Ning and Yin Lianyun, glanced at Bai Ning, and asked Yin Lianyun, "Hello, where is Ji Tingsen?"

Yin Lianyun: ...not the director's friend?

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that this overly handsome local tyrant seemed a little hostile towards him, so he asked hesitantly, "Are you Ji Ge's friend?"

Qin Zhen: "Boyfriend."

Yin Lianyun: "Male...boyfriend?"

Qin Zhen nodded: "So, do you know where Ji Tingsen is?"

Yin Lianyun: "Oh...this...Brother Ji went home yesterday, there is a play in the afternoon, but he hasn't come yet."

Qin Zhen said "Thank you", and went to the side to make a phone call.

Bai Ning wants to follow up and ask what "boyfriend" means, such a joke is not funny at all.

Special Assistant Yan stepped forward to stop him, politely but forcefully: "This handsome guy, our boss is busy, you can tell me anything."

Yin Lianyun had a dreamy expression on his face: Brother Ji actually has a boyfriend, or such a boyfriend... handsome, rich and not easy to mess with?

If this news gets out, there will be a stir in the circle!

Handsome, rich and easy to mess with, Qin Boyfriend Jin, is calling someone.

After the connection over there, he said word by word: "Boyfriend, you are dishonestly filming in the crew, where have you been?"

After picking up Zhao Yifan on the way, the other party drove, so Fu Cong, who was sitting in the back seat of the nanny's car, said: "...that... Qin... President Qin, Ji Shao fell asleep Now, do you have something...would you like to tell me?"

Fu Congxin said, he retracted his previous speculation about the unharmonious life of his good-looking husband and wife, and called his married lover a boyfriend... It's quite interesting.

In 10 minutes, the nanny car arrived at the crew.

Ji Tingsen got out of the car and saw the blue car on the side of the road at a glance: "This car is not bad."

Fu Cong, who was ordered not to divulge certain information, had a big guess in his heart, but he refrained from saying anything.

The car windows, which were originally open for ventilation, were all lowered in an instant.

Sitting in the car, Qin Zhen rested his chin with his hand, and felt that Ji Tingsen's unprepared expression was very interesting, and the usual cold gray-blue color brought a slight smile: "This car is so-so, you like it...there is still a car at home. There is Huiying, will your surname be Ji from now on?"

Fu Cong: It really costs money for rich people to fall in love.

Zhao Yifan, who was carrying the bag at the end, only saw half of Qin Zhenxiao's side face, and slandered: Who is this, you're pretending too much!There is only one Rolls-Royce Huiying in the world, and the price is nearly [-] million. It was taken over by a rich man in country F. Most car lovers know it.

In fact, Qin Zhen didn't lie.

The car from country F is known all over the world. He doesn't like to be so ostentatious, so he secretly customized one. After a few days of playing it, he lost interest and kept it in the garage of the old house. Few people knew about it.

This car is what Dianzhuo is used to driving, nothing special.

Ji Tingsen: "..."

My first thought was that luckily the script had been changed so that I wouldn't be able to play an intimate scene in front of a brat.