Chapter 1024

"Poetry?"

When she heard song yean's voice, Ruan Shishi came back to herself. She inhaled deeply, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, strengthened her mind, looked at him and said, "good night, I'll arrange the work today, and then I won't go."

She can't continue to shoot the public welfare short film. It's a project arranged by Yu Yimo. If they continue to shoot, they must be entangled. She can't let herself and her children take such a big risk. So even if she defaults, even if she can't get the video in Yu Yimo's hand, she will leave.

Song yean had some accidents, but more surprises, "I'll go with you."

"No, I'll go myself." Ruan Shishi inhaled deeply and shook his head politely.

On the other side of the cast, she just needs to make it clear to director Gao and ask him to help convey the meaning.

As for Yu Yimo, she will not meet him again.

No matter who the ghost face person is this time, she doesn't want to have any connection with Yu Yimo any more.

One side of song yean looked at the woman's firm look, moved his lips, and finally said nothing.

After breakfast, Ruan Shishi drives to the crew, while song yean sends his men to follow Ruan Shishi to protect her.

As soon as Ruan Shishi drove away from Xiqiao garden, he was watched.

Since the accident of Ruan Shishi, Yu Yimo has sent his capable men to stare at her for 24 hours. One is to protect her safety, and the other is that he wants to find a chance to meet Ruan Shishi.

As soon as his subordinates saw Ruan Shishi driving away, they immediately reported the situation to Yu Yimo. But now Yu Yimo is entangled in a lot of things and can't get away from him at all.

Early in the morning, a confidential document of Yu's group was leaked, and the news spread all over the company, and many media reporters visited the company.

All morning, Yu Yimo has been busy with public relations and has no time to watch his mobile phone.

There was a knock at the door. Du Yue pushed the door and came in. His face was serious. He attached it to Yu Yimo's ear and said in a deep voice, "president, you can be sure that it was the internal staff of the company."

Yu Yimo's eyes suddenly sharp, "who is it?"

Du Yue reported in a straight line, "if that's right, it should be the nephew of he fan, a powerful member of the board of directors. Two days ago, he suddenly left, and now he can't find anyone."

Yu Yimo's brows are deeper.

Du more pause, continue to report, "president, one more thing, now the company's shareholders are asking for a general meeting of shareholders, also asked the chairman to attend."

In an instant, Yu Yimo's face became more ugly.

He is Yu Qingshan's own son. Now he can't get in touch with Yu Qingshan, let alone let him rush back from abroad to hold the shareholders' meeting.

The temple is beating uncontrollably. Yu Yimo raises his head and presses his eyebrows. A restlessness emerges in his heart.

Recently, one after another things happened in Yu's group are too strange. All the bad things come one after another. He is not given a chance to breathe at all.

He always felt that there was a pair of hands in the invisible control of all this, which was a trap, a trap, a rope to lead him to hell.

He took a deep breath, picked up his mobile phone, looked at the full screen of news notice, and felt even more headache. He swept away all unread messages and dialed Yu Qingshan's phone directly.