Jiang Shu's "Mr. Yang" can be regarded as flattering him.
Everyone present understands that in the entire cold city, there is no one person who can make Jiang Shu bow his head. He is the boss of an entertainment company, and he may be a person in the entertainment industry who can't be provoked, but he can get it. In front of Jiang Shu, there is not enough to see at all, not even a fart.
In the past, it was hard for everyone in the private room to have the opportunity to see Shang Jiangshu in person, not to mention socializing and socializing at the same venue. Now it is probably thanks to someone, and Jiang Shu can actually condescend to such an occasion, I drank a whole glass of white wine with me.
Jiang Shu drank a glass of white wine, and his voice was low, revealing the estrangement in his bones, which really frightened Mr. Yang, who was originally excited, to shiver.
Just now, he still strongly asked the people present to give him a toast. If he doesn't drink it, he will not give face. Now he is holding the glass in his hand for a long time and can't speak, his forehead is sweating, and his panic is obvious.
Mr. Yang is not a member of the crew. He is old and seldom surfs the Internet. He has no idea about the relationship between Jiang Shu and Wen Ning, but he is someone who has been in the circle for so many years. No, it's best to observe words and expressions. Jiang Shu's simple words can be heard by anyone, and there is a strong warning in that oppressive tone.
President Yang didn't understand where he had offended the great Buddha in front of him, but he also knew that this man, who was one generation younger than him, was a big man who could not be offended.
You can't touch it with half your fingers, unless you don't want to hang out in the cold city.
Mr. Yang smiled awkwardly, hesitating and not knowing what to say, everyone in the private room was silent, and none of the directors and producers dared to take the limelight and help him.
Besides, it's not necessary. This President Yang bullied others all night and ate a lot of little girl's tofu. Now most people still hope to see his good show.
Jiang Shu lowered his eyes, and didn't have much extra thought to pay attention to him. The man was tall and slender, even among the actors who were eating with their faces in front of the screen. Keep your eyes peeled.
Under the light, on his fingers holding the wine glass, the legendary wedding ring was particularly conspicuous. He didn't seem to be afraid of being seen, so he slowly turned the ring around.
His eyes swept towards Wen Ning intentionally or unintentionally.
Wen Ning turned her face away and pretended not to see. Jiang Shu's sudden stoppage of the wine immediately exposed both of them to the public's eyes. She moved to the side in a panic, and the chopsticks in her hand that she didn't have time to put down didn't know what to do. He hurriedly fed something into his mouth.
It was only when she noticed the taste that she realized it was uncomfortable. The chopsticks had just caught spicy food, and she couldn't eat spicy food. She had lied before Xiao Qing in order to be successful.
Jiang Shu saw that she was so hot that her face was red and her ears were red, so she frowned and ordered someone to order a bottle of milk.
However, before the milk came, the phone in the director's pocket rang unexpectedly.
The sound of the phone immediately attracted the attention of most people, but no one noticed that Yu Xiaoxiao, who was squeezed into the corner of the sofa, suddenly changed his expression, like sitting on pins and needles.
She pinched the phone and quietly waited for the director to hang up the phone, her heart beating fast.
What happened on the other end of the phone was obviously what she expected, the director changed his face when he heard it, and looked at Wen Ning from time to time, hesitating to say anything.
On Jiang Shu's side, he took the milk handed over by the waiter and fed it to Wen Ning's mouth recklessly.
Although most people's attention is drawn to the director at the moment, Wen Ning knows that many people's eyes are still on Jiang Shu. No matter where this man stands, he will be the focus. She is not like Jiang Shu. This kind of confidence can show intimacy in front of the outside even when the two have nothing to do with each other.
Wen Ning didn't look up at him, got up and wanted to go to the other side of the private room, but she was stopped by the director before she could take two steps.
"Ningning, wait a minute, there's something very troublesome here, I'll ask you."
The director's expression looked a little anxious, he walked over to her and lowered his voice slightly: "The person in charge of the props team called and said that during the daytime shooting, the hairpin and necklace on Qing Jue's head were not complete. Come back, let me ask you, did you forget when you finished work?"
Wen Ning was still suffering from the spicy taste, but when she heard the director's words, Myolie's eyes widened.
That jewelry is not an imitation, it really counts as an unearthed cultural relic. It was sold for tens of millions of dollars in the antique circle. , it has been emphasized over and over again to be careful not to damage or lose it.
Wen Ning was so panicked that her palms were sweating. She remembered that the hairpin and necklace were always on her body when they were filming. The long and irreparable edges and corners of the chain had worn red marks on her neck and collarbone, but even so , she didn't dare to take it off easily. After the last scene was filmed, she carefully put away this set of valuable jewelry and handed it over to the people in the props team, but how...
The make-up artist heard it and was anxious, but because there was President Jiang staring at him, she didn't dare to be too harsh, and could only complain in a low voice: "When I pulled your hair, I didn't. Did I remind you that you have to pay more attention?"
Wen Ning clenched her palms tightly, and her face that was already red from the heat was even hotter: "When I finished work, I really put away the jewelry and handed it over to Xiao Qiu from the props team, director, why don't you stop? Ask Xiaoqiu?"
However, before the director could speak, the makeup artist took over: "Didn't Xiaoqiu ask for leave? Ningning, did you remember it wrong? Think about it again, don't say you will lose tens of millions if this thing is gone, it's just Money can't buy it back..."
Yu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the sofa, was also sweating uncontrollably. She only heard the gossip a few hours ago. She thought that Wen Ning and Jiang Shu had parted ways. She never thought that Jiang Shu would suddenly appear in the private room. She, who was watching the fun in place, couldn't squeeze out the slightest smile at the moment, and the phone under her palm kept vibrating.
She didn't have to look at the caller IDs to know that they were all from Xiaoqiu from the props group.
Jiang Shu, still holding a warm cup of milk in his hand, walked behind the little girl with a sullen face. When passing by Yu Xiaoxiao, his eyes swept coldly for a moment, and then he took it back indifferently.
"What are you panicking about?" The man still had the calmness and composure that only belonged to the superior, he pulled Wen Ning to his side, looked up at the director, "lost the hairpin and necklace?"
Director: "This... President Jiang, we don't blame her, it's this... "
Jiang Shu understood the reasoning, and didn't embarrass anyone, he nodded: "I asked Nintendo to send someone to investigate."
He believed his Wen Ning, even though he received the endorsement fee, he had never seen her spend a lot of money to feel sorry for her own silly girl, so how could she put so much effort into coveting hairpin jewelry that did not belong to her, if she really wanted to really like it , as long as she said a word, even if it was the moon in the sky, he would pluck it for her desperately, how could he do such a shameful thing.
She doesn't even look down on his Jiang Shu's net worth.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out. She frowned and cut off the phone calls from Xiaoqiu several times, biting her lip tightly and didn't dare to look up.
The director's face did not look too relaxed: "This... President Jiang, this hairpin..."
"You can say the number, as many as you want." How much money is in Jiang Shu's place is just an irrelevant number.
"No... President Jiang, this is what we borrowed from Mr. He, and Mr. He is not a poor man. We are really hard to explain over there... "
Jiang Shu's thoughts were all on Wen Ning's hot red lips at the moment. The little girl bit her tightly because she was nervous and flustered. The man raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "He Cheng?"
"Hey, yes." The director nodded.
Jiang Shu chuckled and laughed casually: "Don't worry about He Cheng, it's just a matter of words."
He reached out to Wen Ning's soft hair and rubbed it with his big hand: "Just treat her as a gift."
"It's just..." The man stretched his tail and stretched out the milk cup reluctantly, "You are obedient, drink the milk first."
**
When Wen Ning returned to her room at night, it was past ten o'clock at night.
She was not psychologically prepared, and when she entered the room, she was taken aback by Jiang Shu lying on the small sofa.
There was only a lamp in the room, and as soon as she opened the door, Jiang Shu sat up with a rather resentful expression.
"Finally know you're back?" Jiang Shu snorted coldly, and the tone of his words showed the stubbornness of the empty-nest old man who was alone in the empty room.
Wen Ning blinked unconsciously: "Why haven't you left yet?"
She thought he went home after he left the private room.
Jiang Shu is not a member of the crew and has no interest in that kind of occasion. Originally, he just wanted to see her, but he didn't expect a few more episodes. Later, he forced her to finish drinking milk, greeted the director at random, and left. .
Wen Ning was embarrassed to leave early and stayed until just now.
Jiang Shu snorted again: "You drove me away again? You little conscience, how much alcohol did I drink for you on an empty stomach..."
Wen Ning licked her lips and glanced at the table. The instant noodles she threw to him before leaving was still completely on the table, motionless.
"Why didn't you eat?"
Jiang Shu followed her line of sight to look over: "You gave it, and I can't bear to eat it."
"Besides, no one accompanies me to eat..."
Wen Ning: …
"Then you should be hungry."
Jiang Shu snorted, got up from the sofa, walked to Wen Ning's side a few steps, held her wrist, and pulled the person to him.
Wen Ning frowned: "What are you doing, Jiang Shu, let go, it's very late, go home quickly..."
Jiang Shu displeased and said, "It smells like alcohol and tobacco."
Wen Ning tilted her head and sniffed: "There are so many people in the private room, it's sticky..."
"Eating and drinking with outsiders don't accompany me to a bowl of noodles..."
Wen Ning: "… "
"Did anyone advise you to drink after I left?"
Wen Ning shook his head, he was like that, who would dare.
Jiang Shu's face was stern and his voice was soft: "When I was with me, when did I let you touch wine..."
Wen Ning was detained by him and felt a little uncomfortable: "You don't smoke so hard..."
Jiang Shu was stunned: "You don't like it, I haven't smoked it for a long time..."
Wen Ning didn't say anything for a while, the man sighed and glanced at the instant noodles on the table: "I'm hungry, eat a bowl of noodles with me, and I'll go."
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