Chapter 279

After the phone call, Chu Ye puts some snacks, then turns back and looks at Nanyue road.

"Go up and have a look. Talk if you can. Call me if you can't."

Nanyue nodded, "OK."

Chu Ye looked at her and stopped talking. Finally, he just said, "pay more attention."

Although on the phone, Sangxi repeatedly assured that the director Chang Zhikun was very good and had no black history, and the actress he worked with didn't say anything bad about him.

But in Chu Ye's opinion, it's not simple to ask female artists to chat in the hotel box alone.

Although it's only ten minutes, I shouldn't be able to do anything.

But it's enough to talk and hint.

But I hope he thinks too much, and even if there is a hint, according to the character of South Vietnam, he won't agree.

Nanyue smiled at him, took advantage of the assistant's turn, made a "rest assured" mouth to Chu ye, and then followed up.

The box is on the second floor, at the end of a very quiet and deep corridor. There is a table of guests in the box next to it. Occasionally, when you open the door, you can hear the inside talking and laughing loudly.

When the door was closed, there was silence.

Assistant Zhang knocked on the door of the box and led South Vietnam in. Then he went out silently and closed the door.

Chang Zhikun looks like a normal middle-aged man. He is a little fat, his beer belly is slightly convex, and his hair top is a little loose.

But the smile is very gentle and kind, which won't make people feel bad.

"Come on, sit here." As soon as Chang Zhikun raised his hand, he motioned for Nan Yue to sit another seat.

South Vietnam nodded slightly as he passed by: "good director Chang."

"Hello, Nanyue," Chang Zhikun looked at her with a smiling face and motioned for the water on the table. "Drink some water. Don't be too nervous. Just talk."

"Yes." Nanyue looked at the water cup beside the table. It was clear and transparent without half impurities.

Chang Zhikun also had the same water cup at hand. Next to the cup was an ashtray, in which there was a cigarette end that had just smoked but had not been completely extinguished and was still smoking.

Looking at the wisps of smoke floating here, South Vietnam raised his hand and explored the edge of the cup. Then he got up abruptly and bent down slightly to apologize.

"Sorry, director Chang, I may not be competent for this play. Thank you for your high opinion. Goodbye."

Seeing that she was very cautious and didn't drink water, Chang Zhikun was smiling. Instead, he saw her suddenly like this and was stunned.

"Not..."

Before he finished, South Vietnam didn't look back, turned around freely, opened the door and went out.

As expected, assistant Zhang was not waiting outside the door, but had gone downstairs waiting to pick up Wen Ruo.

Nanyue breathed a sigh, dispelled the faint smell of smoke, and then walked forward.

[Xiao Wu, the black technology camera, can I be downstairs?]

[as long as the distance is no more than kilometers, I can receive the signal!]

Well, I'll leave it to you

South Vietnam is even more natural and unrestrained. Go downstairs directly.

Chu ye, who is trying to chat with assistant Zhang downstairs, sees her coming down so soon and subconsciously looks at her up and down to see if she is abnormal and whether she looks right.

"I'm fine. I just talked to Director Chang and came down. Brother ye, let's go and say in the car. "

Nanyue nodded to some stunned assistant Zhang, walked out with Chu ye, and directly got into the car parked outside the door.

As soon as he got on the bus, Chu Ye hurriedly asked, "what's going on?"