The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Chapter 317: The Daily Life of the National Film King's Beautiful Wife in Captivity 39 (reward plus more)

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If she is willing to participate in her own movie, even a small supporting role is enough to cause a sensation.

"You... Are you also an artist from Brother Nan's studio? The one named Li didn't come, did you decide to act in a short time? I'm the director of this play, and I will guide you well in the future." Meng Meng Dao An swallowed heavily, and reached out to shake Luo Liyan's hand.

Nan Sijue's face turned black instantly, and a scarlet and bloodthirsty light flashed in his deep eyes.

He raised his hand, put it on Meng Dao's shoulder and squeezed it casually, "Oh, Meng Dao, what are you going to do to my Li Yan?"

"Hmm! Let...let go...let go!" Meng Dao's painful old face twisted together.

His legs were trembling and he wanted to kneel down on the ground, but Nan Sijue pulled him there forcefully.

"Nan... Film King Nan, I really didn't know that this lady belonged to your family. I... I just wanted to invite her to play a role." Director Meng begged for mercy without tears.

"Just make your movie well. There are some things that you don't need to worry about." Nan Sijue sneered mockingly, lowered his head slowly, and leaned close to Director Meng's ear, "What kind of things are you?" Everyone knows that, stay away from my people in the future, and don't let those bad rumors have anything to do with her. Otherwise... "

"Yes... yes..." Director Meng nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Nan Sijue loosen his grip.

Director Meng's legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground. The people next to him were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe, let alone come up to help him.

Although he was unwilling, but because he had unspokenly ruled that the evidence of several first-line actresses was in Nan Sijue's hands, he didn't even dare to show a trace of displeasure.

Climbing up from the ground with both hands and feet, he yelled at the onlookers, "What are you looking at, hurry up and prepare for the opening ceremony, the auspicious time will be delayed by you."

The originally silent air became warm again in an instant.

"Boss, are you always so arrogant?" Luo Li stared at Nan Sijue with her smoky round almond eyes like copper bells.

Although Director Meng didn't do anything to him just now, the light in his eyes was too cloudy, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance.

And even though Nan Sijue loves to be jealous, he didn't need to do anything directly in the situation just now, but he did it anyway.

It seems that the director himself will stay away from him in the future.

"Why, don't you like it?" Nan Sijue held Luo Liyan's weak and boneless little hand and gently squeezed it, his eyes were full of tenderness, "The water in the entertainment industry is relatively deep, and there are old artists with high morals and high prestige. A good director, I will naturally respect it. But some people are talented but their conduct is unacceptable, you should stay away from these people in the future."

"I'm your assistant alone, why should I talk to them?" Luo Liyan cast him a puzzled look.

I'm not three years old or two years old, so those who try to find a sense of existence like this must be guys with ulterior motives.

And she is not Li Qianqian's agent yet.

I don't need to worry about what dramas Li Qianxi can take on or what resources she has for the time being. I just need to change her annoying personality first.

"Well, you just need to be with me, and you just ignore them as air."