Sun Zhu also noticed that the young master's mood is a little wrong today. Oh, no, it should be said that it has been wrong since he came out of the presidential suite a week ago.
For some reason, I suddenly fell and stared at my mobile phone every other minute.
That way, I can't wait to squeeze my eyes into the mobile phone.
The most amazing thing is that the young master who is addicted to smoking has endured not smoking at all for a week, only holding some.
The old lady has taught me a lesson many times without any reaction. Now the young master suddenly wants to mend his ways!
Sun Zhu carefully continued to ask, "is the young master waiting for a call?"
"Nonsense!"
Quan Yize immediately stared, "which woman deserves to let me wait for the phone and get out!"
"OK." Sun Zhu immediately planned to go, but on the way, he suddenly remembered something and said carefully, "by the way, young master, the crew of long song will have a small press conference tonight, and then there will be a dinner party with juding artists. Is the young master going?"
Quan Yize looked puzzled. "When did I attend such a messy dinner? What is the giant tripod? It's also suitable for you? "
Sun Zhu coughed, "Miss Li qiuran, yes, the female star, one of Ju Ding, and the member of the crew of long song, is likely to be present."
"If she doesn't show up, what do I have with you... That bad woman will go?" All the words reached the throat and immediately changed the painting style.
Quan Yize looked slightly different, and a happy look flashed in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed.
His hand turned to touch the water cup on the table, took a sip gently to his mouth, and Quan Yize coughed.
"No, I don't know Li qiuran. Don't always mention her. I care about it as much as she does. It's just a woman. I don't care at all. "
"You go down. Don't move the news of Li qiuran in the future... Forget it. You care so much about Li qiuran, and I sympathize with my subordinates. In the future... It doesn't matter to listen more. Go down."
Sun Zhu smiled, "OK, young master."
He pushed the door down and went out. He didn't see anything last time, but now it seems.
We should look into Li qiuran later,
Young master, I seem to be a little concerned.
As soon as sun Zhuren left, Quan Yize immediately jumped up from the sofa, bowed to the desk and took the stack of newspapers.
Turning over every page about Li qiuran, it is nothing more than some reports about the role of the audition, with no in-depth description.
Unconsciously, I watched it again and again for less than half an hour before finally pressing it back on the table.
Quan Yize chuckled: "sure enough, I'm just a little star. I only wrote so much. It's no wonder you don't call me yet. It's not hot. Your EQ is too low! "
He changed his hand and wanted to throw the newspaper directly into the trash can, but somehow he saw the scissors next to him and felt extremely itchy for a moment.
Humming selfishly, but inexplicably holding scissors, he cut all the reports about Li qiuran in dozens of newspapers one by one.
After the success, looking at the colorful Li qiuran's big head stickers above, a trace of joy appeared on his face.
Suddenly, he regained his composure and immediately cut all the pieces together and put them into the drawer.
Quan Yize felt he was really going to be angry. The woman was fickle, short-sighted and greedy for money. Finally, she didn't even call.
And he's here foolishly cutting newspapers?!
"What the hell am I doing? I'm like a brain cripple!"