Chapter 207

night.

Grand estate.

In the private room, there were five or six big bellied bosses sitting in the middle of the room, complimenting the men who were not cold.

"It's said that Mr. Ye is a talented young man. It's really remarkable today. I'd like to offer you a toast."

The balding middle-aged man at one side took the opportunity to say, "since you want to drink, have a good drink!"! Hurry up, fill ye with a glass. If you don't get drunk tonight, don't go back! "

At the end of the day, the bald man looks down at the woman in the deep V-neck. The woman in the chest makes a color. The woman will quickly stick it to Ye Jincheng.

"Mr. Ye, I'll pour you wine." The woman's voice is delicate, listening to the presence of several old men in the heart stupid. Want. Move.

"Go away."

When the woman reaches for the glass in front of the man, ye Jincheng suddenly makes a noise, scaring Xiao Hong beside her, and the wine in her hand almost spills out.

"Ye Zong..." the woman's voice called softly and weakly. Her eyes were full of grievances, but she didn't put down the cup in her hand.

Ye Jincheng glanced at the past, and there was a falcon in his deep eyes. He spoke in a deep voice, which was even colder to the extreme, "don't let me repeat it for the second time."

Hearing this, the woman called Xiaohong shakes her hands and puts the glass back.

The voice of a man is very cold, just like Satan in hell, cold and heartless.

But it's the perfect face that can be called a work of art. It's irresistible. If you look at it more, you can't help but indulge in it.

So, the woman who is deeply fascinated just put down her glass and sat there with no intention of moving half the floor.

The old man who just ordered people to pour wine looked at the colder Ye Jincheng, and said, "Mr. Ye, the artists under him are not sensible. Don't mind." Say, balding man stare an eye to won't see a person facial expression to act the woman that the eye is infatuated with to sit there, "come here, small red."

Woman's heart is not willing to, but in the end afraid of the boss, or as ordered to sit back.

The most powerful man in the east city is sitting in front of himself. Now he is unhappy. Some people dare not ask Ye Jincheng for a drink. They are afraid that if they don't agree with each other, they will offend the prince.

So, a few people began to talk about, said at the end, but also to the performing arts circle.

"Look at the most popular stars in entertainment now. They are all contracted artists under President Ye."

"It's true that ye Jincheng has a good way of doing business. It's hard for anyone who wants to be popular!"

"It's said that Mr. Ye has recently added several new plays. I don't know if the roles have been determined?"

Assistant Lin pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand, but he recognized some ways.

Sure enough, the bald old man said, "I know that there are many artists under Mr. Ye's hands, many of them have good acting skills, but our family Xiaohong is also good, not bad in appearance, and good in acting skills. Do you want to think about it? She doesn't have much to ask for, even a small role would like to! "

Assistant Lin looked in the past, and was seeing a woman sitting beside the bald man, frowning at Ye Jincheng.

God, it's full of fillings to act as a matchmaker. I'll die in three episodes!

Why die? Scolded to death by the audience!

As for acting, it's obvious at a glance that it's not so good to listen to her charming, soft and artificial voice.

Either there is a stage, or there is money, or there is an underground love affair with the boss.

Otherwise, why do they have to work so hard to sell.