Annie stares at the number for a long time, then goes back and forth through the address book several times, looking for the missing name.

Finally, finally determined, the owner of this number is... Wen Zhengrong!

Wen Zhengrong = number one enemy?! Annie almost didn't laugh at this conclusion.

After laughing, I became more and more helpless. My childish friend even competed with others in the notes of mobile phone.

However, there are few contacts in an Ruixin's mobile phone. Apart from some close relatives and friends, most of them are directors and artists who have cooperated with each other.

Wen Zhengrong's phone call was made by the same crew at the beginning. Everyone was polite. She never called.

She can think of how depressed Ji Chengze was when he saw the number, but because he worried about deleting it without asking, he might be angry, so he changed such a note.

An Ruixin ponders for a moment, or directly delete this number, by the way, delete the number of some unfamiliar people in the mobile phone.

After the deletion, the director began to shout. Annie quickly locked the mobile phone screen and handed it to Shan Muyu with the bag.

An Ruixin's drama on this day belongs to the location, not to shoot outside, but to shoot on the spot.

The scene is the first meeting of the male and female owners. The meeting place is in a busy bar. The male owner brings people to the bar to talk about business. When he happens to see the female owner dancing pole dance on the stage, he is interested in her.

For this play, director Jiang specially rented a very luxurious local bar, and invited a lot of group performances, which can be said to be a heavy cost.

The neon lights in the bar keep spinning, with the deafening songs in the bar, it's crazy and exciting.

At the sofa in the corner of the bar, there is a big man sitting on each side of the bar. Behind them are several bodyguards who are not easy to be provoked.

The only difference is that the middle-aged one hugs two beautiful wine girls at will, while the younger one sits alone and is not interested in those women who want to rub over to accompany them.

The middle-aged man anxiously kisses the girl next to him. Then he smiles at the man opposite him and says, "brother Qi, it's not me who said you. Why are you not interested in women when you are young? It can't be that, can't it? Ha ha ha... "

When Qi Shaoqi's subordinates hear the middle-aged man's satire, their eldest brother's face sinks, and they are about to move forward, but they are stopped by Qi Shaoqi.

Qi Shaoqi winked at the people behind him. Then he turned his head and glanced at the person opposite him. He said with a low smile, "my hobbies are different, just like Hao Ye likes playing with women. I have no other hobbies, just like playing with knives."

As soon as the words were heard, two butterfly knives appeared on Qi Shaoqi's hands. Later, people only saw that the two knives rolled and rolled between Qi Shaoqi's fingers at the same time, and produced silver flowers from all angles. They were cool and wonderful.

When everyone was attracted by his kung fu, Qi Shaoqi shook his hands and put two knives on the table in front of him, which scared the middle-aged man and the two women around him to shrink back subconsciously. The bodyguards behind him were on guard for the first time.

But the culprit who caused all this did not change his face. His smile was full of evil spirit. He said with a smile: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped."