Mr. President, Unbridled Love

Chapter 1874: The two meet

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The soft and soft voice, with a bit of coquettishness and complaints... To Qiao Mohan's ears, it was like something suddenly knocked on his heart.

shocked—

Qiao Mohan unconsciously looked towards the door.

"What's going on?" He subconsciously asked the assistant beside him.

Assistant He Zhang stretched his neck to take a look, and immediately replied: "It seems that the director and actor of this play are at the door of the private room, and they should be drunk."

Drunk

So you want to yell, Qiao Mohan bastard

Young Master Qiao's phoenix eyes suddenly turned cold, and the corners of his raised lips were playful.

He knew that the director of this film, Su Qing, was a woman, and she was making an independent film abroad, which seemed very compelling.

It's not that Qiao Mohan doesn't appreciate the kind of talents who don't bow to money and power for the sake of art.

But now that he has given the money and signed the contract, he came here to play big and lose his temper. Doesn't he take Qiao Mohan too seriously

The frivolous frivolity in the corners of the man's eyes disappeared, and he said coldly to his subordinates, "Please come over and see me."

Assistant He Zhang nodded, and immediately went to the door to send a message.

After a while, Yi Nanfeng's manager brought Yi Nanfeng and the little blushing woman in Yi Nanfeng's arms, who seemed to be quite drunk.

Pretty and lovely short chestnut hair, pink and upturned nose, a small mouth, and misty almond eyes.

Su Qing in Yi Nanfeng's arms is more charming and lovely than Qiao Mohan imagined.

Just—short hair

Seeing the little woman in Yi Nanfeng's arms, Qiao Mohan's dark eyebrows unconsciously frowned.

He subconsciously felt that this woman shouldn't have such a hairstyle.

With such a lovely and delicate face, she should have long hair that hangs over her shoulders, and then a slender hand will pin the hair behind her ears for her.

And her pink and tender face will be slightly flushed, with a little bit of embarrassment.

This is the way this woman should be.

"Young Master Qiao, Young Master Qiao—" the assistant called Qiao Mohan in a low voice.

Director Su and Yi Nanfeng came over, why did Young Master Qiao not speak suddenly

Only then did Qiao Mohan recover from his trance, his raised Danfeng eyes flashed with confusion, but soon regained clarity.

"You're Yi Nanfeng? I've seen your play, and it's pretty good. I hope this play can also take advantage of your fame and popularity."

If it's very polite, Yi Nanfeng nodded slightly and said a few polite words.

His manager is a gold medal manager in the circle, he is very good at dancing, and he keeps saying this to enliven the atmosphere.

At this time, Qiao Mohan's eyes seemed to fall into Yi Nanfeng's arms inadvertently, and he said lightly: "Is Director Su okay, drunk?"

He was obviously not familiar with her, even seeing her for the first time, but Qiao Mohan found that his eyesight and attention were always attracted to this drunk woman with slightly squinted eyes, consciously or not.

Qiao Shao, who has always only cared about beauties and celebrities, now also cares about directors.

Subconsciously, Yi Nanfeng wanted to pull Su Qing into his arms to block her blurred and blushing little face.

But his agent has already said first: "Yes, yes, Director Su is a woman after all, and he can't drink after a few drinks. Speaking of which, Director Su and Young Master Qiao are still old acquaintances. Director Su also filmed the film "The Story of the Beloved Concubine" that Tang collaborated with."

""The Loved Concubine"?" Qiao Mohan frowned even tighter.

He thought that a few years ago, in order to help his friend Lu Yuchen's family, Qiao's cooperated with Tang's to invest in the filming of a costume drama.

But for some reason, he didn't have any impression of this director named Su Qing in his memory.

Probably because this woman named Su Qing was just a fledgling and unknown little person at that time.

"Oh, Young Master Qiao, I'm tired... I want to go back to rest..." At this moment, Lin Shasha, who felt her attention was robbed, spoke in a delicate voice.

Even for a woman like Su Qing, it is impossible to rob her of a man.

But Lin Shasha was also unwilling to let Qiao Mohan's gaze stay on him for too long.

[The update is complete, continue tomorrow afternoon~ Meme~]