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Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Everyone exclaimed inwardly: Wang Yiyi is so brave. Just now he refused to give face to the producer. It was shocking. He actually refused to give face to Zhou Ze. He even had to give in to the investor’s father and director.

What a character.

The conclusion drawn from this is that the rumors are not groundless?

The producer was worried about how to get in touch with Zhou Ze. At this moment, all the trouble he had received from Wang Yiyi had disappeared. As he became more and more satisfied with Zhou Ze, he couldn't help complaining about Wang Yiyi, otherwise he would say this.

They both starred in the same drama, and Zhou Ze did better than her. "It's better to choose a different day! Or tonight, everyone has time!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!", whether it is for the rare opportunity to get along with the actor or for the sake of having fun, there is no reason not to go.

Bian Mu was a little surprised. He didn't believe the news on the Internet. The two people in front of him were obviously strangers and didn't look like they knew each other, but they said exactly the same thing. He subconsciously looked up at Zhou Ze, but saw that through the crowd, Zhou Ze

Ze's eyes only focused on that one person.

Wang Yi frowned without any modification and avoided the sight. She folded her arms and raised her chest and stood aside as a personal sign as if nothing happened. If she only used it as a personal sign, she would be fine

Well, I decided to do the opposite and deliberately spoil the fun: "I have other things to be busy with, everyone has a good time."

She did it on purpose. This incident happened because of him, but she could still enjoy the admiration of everyone here and talk loudly. But she did nothing, but she had to be criticized by others for no reason.

Sister Qing couldn't stand it anymore and bumped Wang Yiyi's arm beside her. Seeing that she didn't intend to say anything, she had no choice but to go in alone: ​​"Yi Yi made an appointment with a friend for an evening party early in the morning. Let's go together next time if we have a chance.

"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Everyone was curious about what Zhou Ze would say. They saw him looking away as if nothing had happened and said generously: "It's okay, Mr. Zhang and everyone, I'll see you later. I have some things to deal with here."

His calm expression and relaxed tone make it hard for anyone to make a mistake.

"Okay, okay, see you later."

Everyone is professional, and their ability to observe words and emotions is top-notch. While everyone secretly admires the actor's self-cultivation, they are also sweating for Wang Yi.

After Zhou Ze watched Wang Yiyi and his group leave, he remembered his buddies who had been forgotten by him, "Hello?"

The man hadn't hung up the phone yet, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Hey, brother, what are you doing? We are talking about business!"

Zhou Ze rubbed his temples, walked to the window, opened the window, and waited for the cold wind to hit his face, then said: "Continue."

"Did you know that it was me who called you, otherwise?"

Zhou Ze interrupted his friend in time, "I met a few acquaintances."

"Who is it?" Yang Bowen was about to preach. His behavior of going offline and hanging up the phone without saying hello was very impolite and unsafe.

Zhou Ze bluntly said: "Wang Yiyi and her crew."

Yang Bowen was immediately speechless, so he said, Zhou Ze always prioritizes things, especially at the cusp of the storm, there is absolutely nothing more important than discussing with him how to deal with the news.

In fact, there are some. Isn't this what it is right now? Yang Boyen's heart of gossip is just about to stir up. He just wishes he wasn't beside him at this moment to witness this exciting and tense Shura field with his own eyes.

"Oh~", Yang Bowen extended his tone, and through the microphone you could imagine his "It's true" look, with a bit of schadenfreude: "Don't worry about work matters, everything will be taken care of by me, but

Man, man, I can’t help you, but if I have to”

Without even giving him a chance to finish his sentence, Zhou Ze went straight across the river and burned the bridge, "That's it, let's have dinner together tonight."

"Hey! I haven't finished speaking yet."

The interview started on time. Dozens of cameras began to flash non-stop. Looking at the reporters, they were all smiling. In fact, they wanted to break them apart, crush them to pieces and dig them up. Sister Qing worked so hard to say hello to everyone.

, it’s just scratching the surface.

Without being polite, the first question he asked was malicious, "Yiyi, will the New Film Week Association help promote it? Also, Mr. Zhou is the award guest at this film festival. Can you give us some exclusive news?

.”

Wang Yi glanced at the interview sign held by the reporter. Not surprisingly, the media is famous for gossip. She smiled knowingly, looked at the host for confirmation and said: "I just heard the host

They say a media outlet can only ask one question at a time, right?"

The host responded cooperatively: "Yes, there are so many media present, please cooperate with us."

After getting the answer she wanted, Wang Yi nodded, looked directly at her camera again, and said with a smile: "He seems to have no obligation to promote this movie. Of course, if he is willing to promote it for free, our producer will certainly do it."

Welcome with both hands."

With a lot of effort, half jokingly and half seriously, Zhou Ze changed his relationship with her to his relationship with this movie. Sister Qing's advice came to his mind in time, and he added the second half of the sentence.

Everyone booed, and the producer also smiled happily, "Everyone knows Mr. Zhou's vision for selecting movies, which means our movies are pretty good."

The next media outlet immediately struck while the iron was hot: "So Yiyi, everyone is calling for you to hook up with Mr. Zhou, have you considered it privately?"

"This is an issue that producers and economic companies need to consider."

“How does the morning news week always explain it to you?

"Why did he have to explain to me?" Wang Yi calmed down to prevent himself from taking back the smile on his face, and the host repeatedly brought everyone back to the question about the new movie.

The media seemed to have opened up the conversation, and continued to ask questions regardless: "Today Mr. Zhou appeared at the scene as a member of the judging panel and an award guest, but your new work was not shortlisted. Is it to avoid suspicion or something?"

"Yi Yi, everyone is curious, did you and Mr. Zhou fall in love because of drama, and then broke up because of out-of-sync development? If so, have you ever regretted the decision you made?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the media lowered their raised hands tacitly, obviously asking what they wanted to ask. There was only a rustling of exchanges, nothing more than reminding each other that the camera was not turned on, and the microphone was not turned on.

working normally.

This interview, regardless of the venue, equipment or personnel, was a temporary organization, and the host was brought in to make up the numbers. If the camera were to show her now, you would find that she was smiling more ugly than crying. Who among the people on the stage?

I don't know how to make this happen.

There was silence for a long time on and off the stage, and during the silence, the time was stretched endlessly.

Bian Mu had his hands behind his back and raised the microphone to his chest at some point. He was about to speak to smooth things over, but he was a step too late.

(End of chapter)


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