Chapter 530

Lu youyou looks at Miss Fang's words to her family, Jonah, and asks her to play her part. If she says something, it's really good.

She is a star chasing girl. Her acting is not natural. She is not flexible. You can see it at a glance. It can only be said that Joe's eyes on people are really vicious.

No wonder Fu Shao spent a huge sum of 20 million to let her venture into the entertainment industry, this company can definitely get up.

"Stop." Wenqiao raised his hand, fangduo ran to her side, "how?"

Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "did you terminate the contract with Yihua?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Would you like to join my company, the film and television company?"

"Yes, yes, of course I will."

Last time she wanted to join Wenqiao's folk music club was rejected. Now Wenqiao gives her a chance. She doesn't even have to think about it. She agrees with both hands and feet.

Lu youyou

Say she is simple and simple, she is really a simple and honest, acting silly white sweet, it is true to act.

Lu youyou and Chunxiao are fans of the novel. Together, they recommend a popular online novel to Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao spent two days reading it and liked it, so he began to set up a project.

Lu youyou was brought in as a partner by her. After all, she can only watch plays and host TV dramas, and her family youyou comes to other things.

Of course, the year-end bonus she gave you is also very considerable.

In mid July, the hottest time of the year, after dinner, wenjo went to the AF club.

The club was empty. Wenqiao sent a message to Wen Chi, who replied that he was eating seafood buffet outside.

The nanny's aunt takes two days off a month, but she's not here today. Because of his money, Shen Tian asks them to go out and eat good food all day.

No sooner had she entered the door than it began to rain cats and dogs.

She went upstairs to Wendy's room to wait for them to come back and see how they were training.

Wen Chi's computer is on, and his computer screen stays on the game page. His game ID has changed from "Chi Ge wants to be admitted to a key high school" to "Chi Ye has been admitted to a key high school". There is a trace of madness in his game. Wenqiao picks his eyebrows. In a year, he has become a bully and a capital maniac. Let him go.

Wenqiao was just about to pick up a glass of water. Her headache came suddenly. It seemed that something sharp in her head pierced her skull. She didn't know what the situation was.

The last time I saw Fu Nanli was only seven days ago.

Thirteen days, seven days, reduced by half.

She and Fu Nanli had known each other for one year, and their attack time was shortened by half. Did she shrink once a year? At the end of the year, she couldn't live without Fu Nanli?

Once upon a time, I didn't have a headache. I just felt my heart beat violently.

She grabbed her hand at the corner of the desk. The pain made her vision blurred. The blue veins on the back of her hand protruded. The pain made her fingers tremble involuntarily. Her mobile phone was placed next to the mouse. For a short distance, she seemed to overcome the great difficulty. When she picked up the mobile phone, her hand trembled to the point where she couldn't stop. The sweat was rolling and dripping. The mobile phone was not stable and fell into the gap between the desk and the bed.

Pain continues to attack, Wenqiao pain to stuffy hum, half kneeling on the ground, enough to crack the mobile phone, but how can not reach.

Her eyes were black, and her headache made her unconscious.

Wenqiao gave up the idea of reaching for the mobile phone. She couldn't stay in the house. She had to go out. In case of fainting here, no one found out. She didn't know when Wenchi would come back and meet people when they went out.

She stretched out her hand to support the table and gasped violently. There was a burst of blackness in front of her eyes, and her headache almost broke down, which she had never felt before.

It seemed that she tried her best to walk to the door step by step. It was raining cats and dogs outside. On the evening of midsummer, Wen qiaoqiang walked to the stairs with one breath.

Just two or three minutes later, Wenqiao's T-shirt was already wet with sweat, a thousand times more painful than migraine, and the pain was like a tidal wave attacking her sensory consciousness. Wenqiao's vision was blurred and she reached the stairs.

A soft foot, the whole person roll down.

In the blur, she seemed to see someone open the door. In the dim light, a rain curtain outside fell behind him. Wenjo grabbed his pants and was angry as if he was gossamer. "Help me, help me."