After the sick top was forced to marry

What a job.

She is a part-time worker, so how can she have the qualifications to control the boss's drinking.

[Overlord Pei Ming]: Please, please, do me this favor [Samoyed Crying.jpg]

Chen Zhao took a deep breath.

Forget it.

If you help, you can help. If Master Lin Zijin Xing asks about the crime, he will say that Pei Ming asked him to do it, and he can't blame him anyway.

Thinking so, she quietly reached out and poked Lin Zijin: "Boss, stop drinking."

Lin Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at her and drank the glass of wine without changing his face.

Chen Zhao swallowed, showing a weak smile.

The screenwriter sitting next to Luo Zhihuai just opened his mouth to help her out of this awkward situation: "Little girl, where did you graduate? What works have you filmed? Let me introduce myself briefly."

Lin Zijin took some A4 papers from his side and pushed them to Luo Zhihuai from the table.

Luo Zhihuai took it over and glanced at it, then put it aside, slightly raised his chin: "Tell me about it yourself."

Chen Zhao coughed lightly, feeling that telling the pictures he had taken was an insult to the ears of all the bosses here, and just about to make a fuss about it, but received Lin Zijin's warning eyes.

She could only brazenly declare the name of her work: "I graduated from the Beijing Drama Academy. I just signed with our boss's company for a year. I don't have any works, and no one came to me to shoot them. My representative works should be "Hot Love" One Hundred and One Days", "Runaway Sweetheart", "The President's Double Lover", and..."

"Acting what?"

Luo Zhihuai reported the names of these bad movies as if she had reported the names of the dishes, his face was slightly distorted.

"I'm playing...a vicious female supporting role." Chen Zhao didn't dare to look at him, and moved his eyes upwards, "I'm not the worst female supporting role, but the kind of little villain who occasionally trips up the female lead." That kind of small cannon fodder will go offline when it’s used up.”

The screenwriter was a little curious: "Actually, I think you are more suitable to play a positive role. Do you feel uncomfortable or awkward when you play a female supporting role?"

Chen Zhao gradually opened up the chatter box, and began to happily chat with the screenwriter and Luo Zhihuai, completely ignoring the matter that Pei Ming told her to stare at Lin Zijin earlier.

Lin Zijin glanced at her, filled his glass again, and before raising his glass, he handed over a goblet half filled with wine from the side, and lightly touched his glass.

He raised his eyes and saw that the young man who had been sitting in the corner as a beauty lamp happened to smile at him with his lips curled up.

Is this the new director brought by Luo Zhihuai?

so young?

Lin Zijin looked at the young man calmly: "You are..."

"Bo Zhou," he said, "is a student of Director Luo. I have admired Brother Lin's name for a long time. Let me offer you a toast."

Lin Zijin froze for a moment when he heard this "long-admired name", his eyes wandered on his face for a long while, he raised his glass politely, and drank the wine in the glass.

The smile on Bo Zhou's lips deepened, and with some deep meaning in his eyes, he poured him another glass of red wine.

The screenwriter was amused by Chen Zhao, and he fell in love with it when he saw it.

Luo Zhihuai echoed, glanced at Lin Zijin from the corner of his eye and frowned, reached out and pushed his wine glass: "Take it when you see it."

Lin Zijin looked at him with his cheeks propped up. After drinking a few glasses of red wine, his cheeks gradually turned red, and even the corners of his eyes were red: "You don't care about me."

"Why can't I control you?"

Luo Zhihuai raised his eyes, and glanced at Bo Zhou with a hint of warning: "And you are almost done, how can you pour wine to seniors? Are there any rules?"

Bo Zhou suppressed the smile in his eyes, and said softly: "Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I thought you were willing to drink with me, if you don't, forget it."

Lin Zijin let out a "tsk", not taking Luo Zhihuai's face seriously, and drank the last glass of wine in one sip.

This negotiation should be considered smooth.

The screenwriter and Chen Zhao hit it off right away, and they had a lively chat.The film was not directed by Luo Zhihuai, he was only in charge of setting up the line, and he had no objections if the other two had no objections, so he didn't intervene.

On the contrary, Bo Zhou was a little strange.

It was obviously his own film, but he didn't care at all, instead he kept talking to Lin Zijin, and he didn't have a serious chat with Chen Zhao.

In the end, the screenwriter decided to finalize the heroine, and after making an appointment with Lin Zijin to choose a date to sign the contract, it was over.

Chen Zhao was wearing a little dress, which was useless, and stood shivering at the door of the restaurant with a blanket on.

Lin Zijin was a little dizzy, leaned against the door and said in a low voice, "When the car arrives, you can sit back."

Chen Zhao caught off guard and sneezed: "Then what about you, boss? How did you go home?"

"I......"

Lin Zijin originally wanted to ask Pei Ming to pick it up, but he felt that it was unnecessary, so he stopped talking: "I can do it myself, don't give you a cold."

Chen Zhao couldn't shirk it, and thanked Dade with tears in his eyes, he got into his boss's very impressive car and left.

Lin Zijin felt dizzy after blowing the wind for a while. .

Although the alcohol content of the red wine is not high, but he drank it too fast, and now the alcohol slowly turns up when he goes out, it is really uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the address book, hovering his fingertips on the column of "Master Pei", hesitated for a while, and when he was about to click on it, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly came from behind: " Brother Lin, you haven't left yet, have you?"

Lin Zijin seemed to be awakened from his trance by someone's words, and almost frantically turned off the screen. Before he could turn his head, a coat was draped over his shoulders.

No matter how unconscious he is now, he can smell Bozhou's insincere words and insinuations towards him abnormally, and immediately dodges to the side vigilantly, letting the warm coat fall back into the hands of the person behind him.

Bo Zhou seemed a little surprised: "...Brother Lin?"

"No, I'm not cold."

Lin Zijin's tone could be called indifferent, and he quickly distanced himself from him, and all his actions showed that he did not want to have too close contact with him.

Bo Zhou looked at him quietly for a while, not embarrassed, put his clothes on his arms, stood aside and chatted with him: "Brother Lin is waiting for someone?"

Lin Zijin didn't want to go back to him at first, but because it was Luo Zhihuai's student, it was not easy to leave him aside, so he just gave a perfunctory "um".

"Who is he?" Bo Zhou said, "He made you wait so long? If I had asked you out, I wouldn't have made you wait so long."

There was no one waiting.

But Lin Zijin heard the provocation in Bo Zhou's words, as if he was really scolding Pei Ming who had no appointment, which also made him feel uncomfortable, so he whispered: "I'm willing to wait."

Bo Zhou was stunned for a moment: "I thought no one would want to be released in such a cold day. Who is he?"

Lin Zijin chuckled, "I love someone."

Bo Zhou blinked, digested the word "lover", and slowly leaned towards him: "It turns out that Brother Lin already has a lover, is he married?"

"......Done."

"What a surprise. I didn't see the ring. I thought it was because I wasn't married."

Bo Zhou raised the corners of his lips and smiled, his face was full of innocence, as if he really didn't expect it: "But it doesn't matter if you're married, Brother Lin."

Lin Zijin was really sober this time, he put his hands in his pockets and turned to leave, but someone grabbed his arm firmly.

He frowned in pain, turned his head and glared at Bo Zhou: "What on earth are you trying to do?"

"There are not a few people in the circle who play like this," Bo Zhou looked at him quietly under the dim light, "What is it to have a lover and a family? As long as you can have fun with each other, wouldn't it be the best?"

Lin Zijin broke away from his hand: "It's up to you how you want to play, don't go crazy with me, get out."

But Bo Zhou still didn't give up: "Brother Lin, you and I have a try, I guarantee you..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard an angry voice: "He said he didn't want to, don't you fucking understand?"

Before Lin Zijin could react, he was dragged into his arms by someone who rushed over behind him.

He sniffed the familiar scent on the man, and then he felt relieved.

"Who are you?" Bo Zhou frowned, "It's really vulgar."

Pei Ming looked at him with a cold face for a while: "Get out of the way now, I'll just pretend nothing happened today."

Bo Zhou stood there silently, but actually looked Pei Ming from head to toe.

The most common dark brown windbreaker, she went out without makeup, without a brand name exposed on her body, her hair even looked a little messy due to the strenuous exercise just now, and the whole person looked very simple, even boring.

He had just returned from studying abroad, and he didn't bother to watch domestic entertainment news, so he naturally didn't know the background of this person in front of him, he just regarded it as Lin Zijin's little lover, so there shouldn't be any threat.

But even if there was no threat, it would be of no interest tonight to be thrust into such a horizontal position.

Bo Zhou pouted: "Okfine, I hope you have a good time tonight."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking at the two behind him.

Pei Ming stared closely at his back until Bo Zhou turned around the street corner before looking back, and said in a low voice, "You're drinking."

"Ah."

Lin Zijin responded, and wanted to get up from his arms, but was pressed by someone around his waist: "Let go."

"Why do you keep avoiding me recently?" Pei Ming didn't let go of his intentions, "Didn't you stop drinking? Do you want your health? Don't get angry with me, okay?"

"I lose my temper?"

It seems to be alcohol, Lin Zijin seldom felt a little bit wronged, and pushed his hand on his waist away: "I didn't tell you about the fact that you lied to me, did you come to Xingshi to ask the crime first?"

Pei Ming was stunned: "I lied to you? No, didn't I agree with that before..."

"Who told you what happened before?"

Lin Zijin straightened his collar, raised his head slightly to look at him, his eyes were a little red: "Last time you said something was wrong with the company, I believed it, but in the blink of an eye, I saw you in the venue of that fashion magazine. Did you lie to me?"

Pei Ming's face suddenly became a little flustered: "That time was because of me..."

"Don't explain, I won't listen."

"Since you just can't get rid of the habit of lying to me, then we two have nothing to talk about. It doesn't matter if you think I'm throwing a tantrum or whatever. You can do whatever you want."

Lin Zijin was about to leave after speaking, but someone grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother Lin, I didn't want to lie to you. I was going to tell you in two days."

Pei Ming's voice was full of annoyance and a bit of caution: "Actually, I lied to you because of this."

With a sigh, he gently took out a small box from his pocket.

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