This is another day when I forget to look at the almanac when I go out!
"Mr. Qin, you are here. Mr. Qin, please take a seat. Mr. Qin doesn't need my introduction. Mr. Qin's aunt Qin Nan, who is now a big celebrity, is the CEO of Chenguang Media. Everyone knows that Mr. Qin and I are...
I met her once at her aunt's house. I always wanted to make an appointment, but I didn't make an appointment. It just happened to happen today. I really want to thank Mr. Qin for coming over."
Under the introduction of producer C, Qin Zie picked up a sofa alone and sat down.
Producer C walked around him and glanced at the two little actresses he had just specially selected.
The two little actresses approached Qin Jie wisely. One of them poured him wine and the other took the dice.
Before the two little actresses could follow up, Qin Zhe glanced sideways at Producer C: "You also know that I came here to show you favor, so don't do this to me."
The two little actresses, one holding a wine glass and the other holding a dice, looked at producer C awkwardly.
Producer C was much smoother than them, and he quickly laughed and said: "It's just a formality, a formality."
When the two little actresses heard this, they were a little disappointed, but they still obediently returned to their original positions.
After the smell of the pungent perfume disappeared, Qin Zie casually leaned back on the sofa and said, "You guys are playing your games, I'm just bored, so I can just find a place to hang out for a while."
With that said, Qin Zi casually put his two long legs on the coffee table, picked up the pillow and hugged him in his arms, closed his eyes and rested.
I've been having trouble for a long time, this god came here just to find a place to catch up on his sleep?
Producer C looked at Qin Zie several times with a look of disbelief on his face, and then continued to have fun on his own.
Seeing Qin Jie, Chen Enci thought of the disaster in the magazine's bathroom. Thinking of the disaster scene, Chen Enci wanted to leave.
She barely maintained the awkward smile on her face and stayed in the box for ten minutes. Then when Producer A came up to her, chatted awkwardly with her, and tried to make some moves, she saw
Qin Jie, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyelids and glanced at her. Chen Enci didn't know why, but that look made her feel extremely uncomfortable. Without even thinking about it, she found a bad excuse to hide away.
Went to the bathroom.
After staying in the bathroom for a long time, when he came back, as soon as Chen Enci opened the door of the box, a waiter came over with a glass of orange juice: "This is the orange juice that Mr. Lin specially prepared for you when he heard that you don't drink.
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As the waiter finished speaking, Producer A, who was playing cards at the end of the box, called her: "Chen Enci, come here quickly."
Chen Enci said "thank you" to the waiter, took the orange juice and walked inside.
After she had walked a few steps, someone called out: "Chen Enci."
That voice was extremely familiar to Chen Enci, and she stopped reflexively. She stood with her back to the voice for a moment before looking back.
Qin Zhe, who was sitting on the sofa, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at some point. There was a lit cigarette between his long and beautiful fingertips, and the butt flickered.
Where he was standing, the light was a little dark and his face could not be seen clearly, but his eyes reflected the broken light of the stars.
Seeing that she was standing still, Qin Zhe spoke again, with a lazy voice: "Chen Xi, come here."
He called Chen Xi, not Chen Enci.
Chen Enci was slightly stunned. When she came to her senses, she had already walked in front of Qin Jie.
Maybe she felt that as soon as he called, she would come over, which was a bit spineless. Chen Enci's voice when he spoke had a hint of gunpowder: "What are you doing?"
Qin Jie looked at her and said nothing.
Behind him are thousands of lights.
Chen Enci didn't know whether he was moved by the sight in front of him, or whether he was surprised by what he saw, so he spoke with an even more explosive tone: "What are you looking at? You have something to talk about. I've never seen a beautiful woman, right?"
She didn't know if it was Chen Enci's misunderstanding, but she vaguely saw a smile in Qin Jie's eyes.
But before she could see it clearly, Qin Zhe had already retracted his gaze. He slowly raised his hand, put the cigarette butt to his mouth, took a slight puff, and then put the cigarette butt above the orange juice in her hand and flicked it.
He flicked the cigarette and the ash fell into her cup. His lazy voice floated above her head again: "Borrow an ashtray."