Chapter 5

However, Angela Leung did not know that online public opinion had turned. She was leaning back in her chair and asked the exclusive makeup artist to wipe the finger prints "painted" on her face“ Angie! No! " Agent jio hurried in and gasped, "the screenwriter, the screenwriter..." Liang angqi raised her eyebrows impatiently“ What happened to the screenwriter? Suicide? If you're not dead, don't bother me. I'll sleep for a while. "“ No, it's not dead, it's...... "jio couldn't say anything, so he just released Xia Li's audio directly“ Who do you think you are? How dare a little screenwriter not listen to me? If I ask you to change the script, you can change it. Don't talk to me about so much useless! If you refuse to change, you'll leave! " Liang Anqi's closed eyelids suddenly lifted up. She pushed away the makeup artist in front of her and walked towards Jiao“ What's going on? How could you have this recording! "“ It's the screenwriter. She put it out. It's already on the microblog! "“ Shut up! " Liang Anqi robbed jio's mobile phone. After seeing that she had been scolded for hot search, her face suddenly became pale and bloodless“ bitch! This bitch! She even recorded... She can't die! " With a sad face, jio said, "I've told you many times. Your character should be restrained... But fortunately, Li Shao is back. I have his contact information and can let him help you remove the hot search."“ I beg your pardon? Li Shao returned home? " Liang Anqi's eyes lit up in an instant. Obviously, it is more important to stick to Li Beichuan than to be a star artist that people like. Not to mention Li Beichuan's family background and his strong business ability, just look at the face that is more handsome than any flow Xiaosheng, which can make people salivate“ Give me his contact information! " Liang Anqi said with shining eyes Here Xia Li looked at the response of netizens on the Internet with satisfaction. There had been a paragraph about Liang Anqi's crying Video: "what brand of garbage bag is this, so it can be loaded?"“ Miss Angie, this is SF express. I say you are a small piece of goods, you are a small piece of goods. "“ Liang Anqi, if the whole world doesn't want you, remember to come to me. I know several traffickers. "“ Poof - "Xia Li was amused and felt that the current netizens were better than each other. Monica on the other end of the phone laughed out of breath. Just then, Li Beichuan's voice came from the door: "Xia Li, go downstairs for dinner." Monica laughed and said angrily, "OK, Xia Li, did you bring the little brother in the 'dim lights'?" The dim lights are a place to drink. Of course, it is limited to girls, because the wine companions are little brothers. Xia Li felt Li Beichuan's line of sight coming in. Her back stiffened. She said "you heard wrong" a little embarrassed. She immediately cut off the call and adjusted her mobile phone to flight mode. With a dry cough, she walked over and went downstairs with Li Beichuan. Two rows of servants stood respectfully on the long table with colorful and fragrant dishes. Behind the dining table is a three meter long strip-shaped window. The soft light of the sunset from the bamboo forest just falls on the dining table, like a picture scroll. Xia Li has always had strict standards for her food intake, such as no more than five mouthfuls of rice. In addition, her only amount of exercise today is slapping Liang Anqi, so she only ate a little and put down her chopsticks. The cook waiting on the side asked timidly, "young grandma, is it not to your taste?" Xia Li felt Li Beichuan's line of sight and turned to her side. As a qualified marriage object, Xia Li won't make her future husband think she's difficult to serve, so she had to swallow such words as "the buds of seasonal vegetables are not tender enough, the thickness of sashimi is not correct, and beef is not fresh enough" and change her words to say: "I'm losing weight." Li Beichuan listened and looked at Xia Li. Just the word clavicle, he couldn't connect Xia Li with "fat". Just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone at hand vibrated. Li Beichuan directly turned on the hands-free. The person on the other end of the phone said anxiously, "Hello, President Li. I'm an artist of Li Xing entertainment under Li's banner. My name is Liang Anqi." Xia Li was about to get up and sat back. Liang Anqi is really haunted and has caught up here. What, is this going to cry for another object? Xia Li hugged her chest with both hands and pursed a sarcastic arc at the corners of her mouth.