Kerry's work is equivalent to an Oscar, and Anwen can already imagine how many actors will stand in long lines after casting.

And she, as an Asian, will be wiped out in the first round.

Hollywood is so cruel.

But if Chu intervenes, she can at least have a fair chance to compete.

John Kerry should not agree with the Cypriots, but the opportunity will certainly be given.

Song Jia listened to an Wen's silence for a long time and said, "Wenwen, as an employee of the company, I am worried about the company's current planning, but as your agent, I am very happy, because you will have more opportunities. Come on, Wenwen!"

"I know, sister song!" Anwen said: "do you forget that I still have a beautiful face in prosperous times?"

Song Jia:

John Kerry's films are kept secret. No matter what you ask, you can only know that you are going to make a new film, but you can't know the content.

And Chu Qichen really talked about cooperation.

It was already 5:00 p.m. when he returned to an's house, he didn't have much jet lag. He felt a little uncomfortable.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Anwen sitting on the sofa. He took a light look at Anwen while calling, and then went to the guest room.

The voice was cold and sharp: "let them all hand in their resignation if there is no solution tomorrow morning. The Chu family doesn't raise waste!"

Anwen suddenly stopped him.

"Mr. Chu."

Chu Qichen stopped.

"Auntie is already cooking dinner. You should come down quickly." An Wen smiles a way.

Ever since John crimson knew it was a step up the ladder.

Mr. Chu is really how to see how handsome, this black suit is like a white wing growing behind, emitting a holy light.

Mr. Chu is an angel!

Chu Qichen's heart was so hot by Anwen's smile that it was almost melted, and her voice was also gentle. She said, "OK, I know."

The executives on the other side of the mobile phone were almost scared to death. Do not use such a gentle tone to speak suddenly, CEO? Let a person behind a cool!

"Mr. Chu, wait a minute." Anwen ran over to bring a plate of fruit and said, "ice, Mr. Chu, do you want to eat it?"

The person on the other side of the mobile phone seems to have heard the voice of a woman, and listen carefully.

Chu Qichen reached out and took a piece of Apple inserted with a toothpick and put it into his mouth. It was sweet, crisp and delicious.

"Mr. Chu, if you like, eat more, and smoothie." An Wen see him eat happy way.

Chu Qichen where can bear her smile, the surface is indifferent, the heart has been happy to bloom.

Chu Qichen follows Anwen to eat smoothie. People on the other side of the mobile phone think that Chu Qichen may be in a better mood.

"President..." He was just about to speak.

Chu Qichen's tone became cold and fierce again, saying, "tomorrow afternoon!"

Very fierce tone, subconsciously scared, reaction immediately cheered: "can sleep tonight!"

An Wen listen to his tone fierce surprised to see over, Chu Qichen's eyebrows and eyes to light out some soft, sitting next to an Wen dig ice cream to eat.

He didn't really like sweet food. He was too tired. This bowl of smoothie didn't expect to taste good.

As soon as Anquan came back, he saw Chu Qichen and an Wen sitting on a sofa. Although the other party was his good friend, an Quan subconsciously felt a sense of crisis and frowned. Then he went straight to sit between them.

"What to eat?" An Quan asks for a word.

Chu Qichen's hands with the spoon are tight, but the next action of an Quan makes his mentality collapse.

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