wife is black

Just when everyone thought Han Zeming had been finalized as the male lead of Director Jiang's Lunar New Year film, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.This important role finally fell into Guan Shen's hands!

As soon as the news came out, Star Art was in a state of excitement.

Everyone knows the relationship between Guan Shen and the president's wife, and everyone knows how to get this role.

But the president is used to distinguishing between public and private, and this style of behavior directly overturns the image of the president in everyone's mind.Sure enough, the power of the pillow wind is extraordinary.

Naturally, this news also reached the ears of the artist director.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Tang Chumeng didn't pay attention, and the glass slipped from his hand. With a bang, the glass shattered to the ground.

"Director Tang, are you okay!" the assistant quickly bent down to pick up the broken glass, looked up at the absent-minded artist director in front of him, and asked worriedly.

"Are you sure about the news?" Tang Chumeng asked coldly, frowning at the assistant.

"Indeed...sure." The assistant nodded his head in a hurry, and said in affirmation, "It has spread throughout the company."

"Director, where are you going?" The assistant threw the scattered broken glass into the trash can, turned around, and saw the artist director walking towards the door of the office.

"Look for Mr. Cheng." Tang Chumeng didn't look back, and his body was thinner and thinner in a small black suit, trying his best to conceal his dissatisfaction.

In the CEO's office, Cheng Yihua was sitting quietly in the boss's chair, flipping through the quarterly reports on the table.

"You're here." Cheng Yihua heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer outside the door, and still looked down at the report, browsing ten lines at a glance.

"Yihua, I won't beat around the bush with you anymore." Tang Chumeng stood in front of the desk with high heels on, trying to suppress the dissatisfaction in his chest, "Why did Guan Shen get the role of male number one?"

"Why, do you have an opinion?" Cheng Yihua raised his eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes showed a chill instantly, but there was a soft smile on his lips.

"Or, do you think Guan Shen is not suitable for this role?"

"I..." Tang Chumeng was keenly aware of the CEO's unhappiness, and explained after a pause, "I just think he is not qualified enough."

"Qualification?" Cheng Yihua chuckled, the chill in his eyes dissipated more than half in an instant, got up, walked around the desk, and approached Tang Chumeng step by step.

"Chu Meng, we are an entertainment company, not a film academy." Cheng Yihua propped his hands back on the desk, raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Tang Chumeng in front of him, "I don't care about an actor who has debuted for a few years, whether he is qualified enough to go When it comes to acting as a great director, I only care about whether the actor is suitable for the role."

"In short, whether he can rely on this role to bring box office to the movie and make profits for the company. This is the most critical point."

"However, this is somewhat unfair to Han Zeming." Tang Chumeng stood there with his back stiffened, and finally couldn't help interjecting.

"There has never been fairness in this world." Cheng Yihua looked at Tang Chumeng quietly with a pair of dark brown pupils, and there was something in his words, "People are selfish, what do you think?"

"......" Tang Chumeng heard a different meaning from the president's words, and a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes for a moment, and he immediately covered it up.

Could it be that the president has already known about his relationship with Han Zeming? !

If he was found out, it would be even more difficult for him to pursue this role in the hands of the president, so he had to choose to be wise and protect himself first.

"As long as Han Zeming is still an artist of Xingyi, he must obey the arrangement of the higher authorities." Cheng Yihua straightened up, raised his hand and patted Tang Chumeng's shoulder lightly, "Be obedient, and only then will we have good fruit."

"Chu Meng." Cheng Yihua withdrew his hand, showing a gentle smile at Tang Chumeng.

"Huh?" Tang Chumeng was still thinking about Han Zeming, a little distracted.

"Let's have dinner together at noon. You have been on a business trip during this time."

"it is good."

The artist director, who has been hailed as the "devil head" by the company, is always subdued by the president's "gentle" policy time and time again.

At the bar at one o'clock in the morning, the loud sound of the waves almost burst the eardrums, and the air was filled with the rich and mellow aroma of red wine.The tip of the nose is lingering with the smell of famous brand perfumes, and naturally some non-brand perfumes are also included.

The fragrance is too strong, and the original fragrance cannot be discerned when mixed together.

In the dim luxury box, two men in suits and leather shoes held a delicate woman with heavy make-up in their arms.

One of the women had straight and long hair, and was wearing a black deep V dress. The snow-white plumpness on her chest was undoubtedly revealed, and her gestures and gestures were all charming.

The other woman had short shoulder-length brown hair and was wearing a small white skirt. She deliberately exposed her sexy belly button without a trace of fat. She was cute and playful with a touch of sex appeal.

"Come on, brother Shen, have another drink." The long-haired woman hooked the man's neck with one hand, and held a shaking red wine glass with the other, her voice was so soft that water could drip out.

"It's no good, if you drink any more, you'll really get drunk." Guan Chen frowned, and waved his hands at the woman in his arms.

"Then have one last drink, okay?" The long-haired woman made a gesture to feed the wine glass to the man's mouth, deliberately prolonging the ending.

"Okay, just this last cup." Guan Chen hiccupped, leaned close to the woman's ear, and whispered with a smirk, "Otherwise, it will delay the work."

"You are so annoying." The long-haired woman pushed Guan Chen lightly pretending to be shy, and a delicate laugh rang in Guan Chen's ear.

"Okay, you guys go down first." Guan Chen raised his head and drank a whole glass of red wine into his belly, and put the glass on the coffee table casually.Then he took out a wad of pink cash from the purse and stuffed it all into the woman's chest.

"Thank you, Brother Shen!" The long-haired woman took out a stack of cash from her chest, leaned over and kissed Guan Shen's cheek.

"I'll send you the room number later, remember to check your phone." There was a hint of drunkenness in Guan Shen's dark eyes, and a frivolous smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Got it, brother Shen." The woman winked at Guan Chen, and left the box with a graceful figure.

At the same time, another woman was sent out of the box by Zhang Xun.

At the same time as the door was closed, Guan Shen's expression suddenly returned to his usual calmness, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant.

"Brother Zhang, I respect you for this glass of wine." Guan Shen straightened his clothes, refilled his empty wine glass with red wine, and made a gesture to clink glasses with Zhang Xun beside him.

"Xiao Chen, you don't have to be so polite with me." Zhang Xun picked up the goblet in front of him, shook the red wine in the glass habitually, raised his glass and touched Guan Chen.

"Since I'm your manager, I should plan for your future as a matter of course. Besides, you have your sister's trump card in your hand, so you don't have to worry about resources at all."

Zhang Xun drank the red wine in his glass, raised his hand and patted Guan Chen on the shoulder with firm eyes.

"In less than a year, you can successfully enter the first line."

Guan Shen half-closed his drunken eyes, and carefully chewed and understood the manager's words.

That's right, the younger sister's trump card has to be used well.Only when I gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry, can I live up to my eight years of hard work.