Chapter 360

I'm not in a good mood recently, so I have to remember it slowly.

I finally remember the suspense drama he referred to. It seems that sang Qi also said that he wanted me to be a producer or deputy director. The hero is Tang Zizhe.

I think sang Qi stopped investing all of a sudden. It must be because of Tang Zizhe. Sun Yibai's expression is innocent.

I'm not lying. I really like filming before. I think it's very interesting. I once interviewed a director and spent some time in the crew. I feel it's very good.

"Well." I nodded like a pound of garlic.

Sang Qi looked down at me seriously: "are you really interested?"

"The streets are full of news about Tang Zizhe."

"Who did you listen to?"

"It's said that Tang Zizhe has quit sun Yibai's troupe."

"What do you say?" He asked me.

I pretended to be ignorant and asked him, "why?"

"I've stopped his new play," he answered me briefly.

I stood up and laughed twice: "yes, I really appreciate sun Yibai. I've seen all his plays. That tune suits my taste."

"Why don't you just say sun Yibai?" Sang Qi stabbed me to the point.

I immediately hit the snake with the stick: "I was in a bad mood some time ago. I wanted to get in touch with some happy plays, the best is comedy. As for directors, I want to be more professional and experienced. "

"It counts." He said.

He suddenly lit the lighter, a cluster of flames from the inside, sang Qi's beautiful facial features suddenly in front of me more clearly.

He lowered his eyes and played with the lighter in his hand. One moment he turned it on and the other turned it off. The metal shell clattered against the fuselage, which made me a little flustered.

"last time you asked me to be the deputy director of a play, do you still count it?"

He stood in front of me, quietly looking at me, waiting for my next.

"Of course not. Didn't I tell you that I was very interested in filming?"

"Do you want me to work for you?"

"Fortunately, this girl is very clever." I desperately thought about the wording: "now there are not many things in the shopping mall, and I have several vice presidents to help, so I'm quite free."

"Does Cai Xiaohui use it well?" He asked me suddenly.

Well, well, since he insists on that, I won't go on with Suho.

"Her plan is really good, one size fits all."

"In fact, it's nothing. I'm a little unprepared for Suho's business in the morning. I know you're moving her away for my safety."

He casually put on a white short sleeve T-shirt and came to me: "what's the matter? Say it

His latissimus dorsi is still so beautiful that I can't help feeling it.

I sat down on the sofa and watched him stand with his back to me in the bedroom changing his pajamas.

I haven't been in sangqi's room yet. It's quite abstinent. It's super cool. It's a combination of black and white and gray coffee.

I pointed to his room. He opened the door and went in. I followed him.

"It's nothing, just to chat with you. Is it convenient?"

When he saw that I didn't walk in front of him, he finally glanced at me: "what's the matter?"

It doesn't matter if he's cold to me, as long as he's willing to give me a lift, there will be a door.

"Well." He snorted again.

His hand clutching the door handle of his room, I cross in front of him: "have dinner tonight?"

He snorted, "well."

I took the initiative to call him: "back?"

He lowered his eyes, even if he said hello.

I took a deep breath and opened the door. Sang Qi lived in the guest room next door to me. He was standing at the door of his room. I suddenly opened the door, and he was also surprised.

In the evening, Gu Yu and I came home after eating spicy crab. After washing, I kept my ears on the door. My luck was not bad, and soon I heard the footsteps of Sang Qi in the corridor.

I promise him for the time being, but I don't think he will succeed. I think the success rate is only 30%.

Although he is full of brains, he has the temperament of an artist. When he is sad, he doesn't care about anything.

How to talk to Sang Qi to achieve the best effect is a problem. Sun Yibai is full of tears: a fat man is crying like this in front of me.

Sun Yibai was overjoyed and quickly wiped his tears with the back of his hand: "you can say that. You just say that you want to be the deputy director of our play. Sang Dong will certainly agree."

"If I see it, I will talk to sangqi, but I can't guarantee that it will be effective."

When I patted him on the shoulder, he raised his face and wept.

I want to go to their table, sun Yibai has almost drunk, lying on the table wailing, several people around him are helpless to look at him.I'm hesitating. In fact, to say a word, I can't do it. Anyway, there are many pieces of meat. Besides, Tang Zizhe is no longer in their production group, so I'm helping sun Yibai to say that it's nothing to do with Tang Zizhe. Sang Qi should not be angry, even if he doesn't agree.

"Who said no? Sang Qi is just indifferent to you on the surface, but he doesn't care about any of your things? Why else would he transfer Suho to Penang today? "

"Do you think I can still speak in front of sangqi now?"

Gu Yu was gnawing at her crab and looking at the opposite side: "that fat man looks very pitiful, or you can say something nice to Sang Qi!"

Before we finished eating our crabs, sun Yibai drank himself up.

Sun Yibai drank a little too much in the evening and went back to his table bitterly. Our two tables were not far away. Later, he drank a lot more. The people who were with him tried their best to persuade him to drink less, but they didn't stop him.

It can only be said that Tang Zizhe was not lucky, and sun Yibai was not lucky either. They met me.

But I can't help it. What should I do?

Estimated that I am in his eyes is the beauty of disaster, good end of the pot from the sky.

I've heard of sun Yibai. Although he's not very cute, he's very dedicated, and the quality of his films is very good. It's definitely not a bad commercial film. I have some respect for such a dedicated director.

Sun Yibai may have been drinking a little wine. The more he said, the more bitter he felt. He was squeezed by his fat face into an eye with only one slit, and there were even tears in it.

"Mrs. sang, all of them have been prepared. In fact, we have some investors now, but we dare not accept them without Mr. Sang's permission. Now everyone is waiting for Mr. Sang's order. We have been preparing for this book for several years."

"Sun Dao." I couldn't help saying to him, "the media company is not in my charge, and sang Qi and I don't talk about business when we get home, so I don't think I can help."

Although it's because of me, what can I do for them?

What can I do? I'm helpless, too?

"Please tell Mrs. sang Dong that our hero has been replaced, and the whole group is waiting for work."

Sang Qi turned his eyes and went into the bathroom.

I looked at his back in a daze. Did he agree or what?

When the door of his bathroom was about to close, his voice floated out of it: "if you want to play, just play!"