Chapter 275: When they get married, you have to sit at the main table
“Photos of Deng Yi being gang-raped in a mental hospital.”
Xu Ying endured the filth in his eyes and turned the photo over. At the end: "Who arranged this? Director Ji?"
Ji When Lan opened the door with his mobile phone, he saw someone standing in front of him. He asked naturally: "Did you arrange for someone to gang rape Deng Yi?" After pausing for a few seconds, Ji Lan responded: "Not really."
Xu Ying obviously heard it and was a little curious: "Who is that?"
"Deng Yi has other enemies?"
Even Ji Mingzong, who hated him to the core, did not resort to this method. , who can be better than him?
"Could it be..." Before Ji Lan finished speaking, Xu Ying suddenly spoke: "Ji Rourou?"
"No way! No matter how you say it, she is your biological mother."< br>
Silence fell silently between the two of them, and Ji Lan had no time to delve deeper. After all, the mountain beside her silently covered her, which made people feel even more stressed.
"Did Ji Rourou send you something about Deng Yi?"
Ji Lan hummed, put away the phone and prepared to go to the ward.
As soon as he took two steps, someone grabbed his wrist and said succinctly: "Wash your hands."
Ji Lan glanced at his palms and washed his hands before entering the little guy's ward.
As soon as he entered, he saw the nurse taking his temperature.
He did not cooperate and grumbled a little unhappy.
Ji Lan walked over and took over the nurse's work.
"Mom," the little guy said softly, hugging her neck and diving straight into her arms.
“Yes,” Ji Lan responded to him, stuffing the thermometer under his arm: “Take the temperature first.”
The little guy grumbled and didn't want to cooperate, but because Ji Lan's face was too cold and he didn't care about the publicity, he acted cautiously like a stray cat outside the yard.
Mr. Ji couldn't stand it and asked the nurse if she had a temperature gun.
The nurse answered yes, but not commonly used.
And a reasonable explanation was given.
Another day has passed since I went home from the hospital.
Xu Ying called as soon as Ji Lan got home.
“Can you still come to the premiere?”
Ji Lan looked at the master bedroom and said, “Save a place for me first.”
“No. Just bring your family with you, and then It’s better to use Ji Dong to make some money, don’t you think?”
The film will be released at the end of the year and it will be difficult for them to get out of the circle if they don't take the wrong approach.
Who doesn’t want to make more money?
Celebrities and artists should have their rights to stir up scandals, but it would be better to add fuel to the fire.
“Are you going out?” Ji Mingzong saw her frowning when she answered the phone and vaguely guessed something.
“Well, the premiere of the new movie.”
"Can you take me there?"
"Where is my son? Take me with him?" Ji Lan asked.
Ji Mingzong had a rare expression of embarrassment on his face. It was indeed not a problem to leave a sick child at home.
A slight crack flashed across the man's handsome face, and he was silent for a moment: "Wait a moment."
When the call was made, An was also recuperating in the spa shop.
Mr. Ji got straight to the point and asked her to go back to the manor to look after the children.
"I am your confinement nanny?"
"I will protect you for half a month in front of Shen Yanqing," he offered.
"One month," An Ye didn't want to go back to Nanyang at all.
Nanyang is like its weather.
"Strive for half a month, strive for one month, how long will it take to get there?"
"In half an hour, you go out first, and I promise to take good care of your son." As long as she is not allowed to return to Nanyang, everything will be easy.
In less than ten minutes, Mr. Ji came out with a coat hanging on his arms and asked Jing He to bring Ji Lan a down jacket. Before leaving the house, Jing He was told to keep an eye on the child and not allowed to leave even half a step before An came back.
“You got An back too?”
"Well! She is also idle when she is idle," Ji Mingzong called her with ease.
“No one in Nanyang dares to ask her to do anything!” Shen Yanqing looked at her seriously and was followed by guards when she went out.
Occasionally, he would interfere with her food, clothing, housing and transportation.
The Shen family’s presence in Nanyang covers the sky with one hand, and An also wears the title of first lady and speaks out in Nanyang.
But when they got to Ji Mingzong, this man even summoned her.
"Aren't you afraid that Shen Yanqing will find out that you treated her as a servant and settle a score with you?"
"What are you afraid of?" Mr. Ji asked back: "His wife eats and lives in mine, let me watch her for a while. The child is not even an equal exchange. It would be nice if I didn’t ask him for money.”
Ji Lan: “You dare!”
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As soon as the two arrived at the entrance of the cinema, they found that the door was densely surrounded by fans. In addition to fans, there were also some people from the film industry who came to support them.
The theater with hundreds of people was packed to the rafters.
When Ji Mingzong appeared, someone sharp-eyed called Ji Dong.
The man held Ji Lan's hand behind his back and led her to the crowd, greeting them with a smile.
During the brief chat, the surrounding media kept taking photos with flashlights.
Ji Lan, who was stung by the light, narrowed his eyes slightly and hid in front of Ji Mingzong.
The man held her hand instead of wrapping it around her waist. When he took her into his arms, he motioned to the media to turn off the flash.
"Sorry, Director Ji."
Before the movie started, Ji Mingzong took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhang Ying, asking him to keep an eye on Lanying's news.
Zhang Ying was not sure why at first, but when he saw the names of Fengming Capital Ji Mingzong and Lan Film and Television An Lan, he understood
Is the boss going to be a hot search?
Arrange now!
Arrangement at the speed of light!
Fight for your boss now! ! ! !
Zhang Ying gave the order. Meng Qinghe stood behind him, holding a cigarette and looking at his computer screen. He took a puff of cigarette and sighed: "When they get married, you have to sit at the main table."
"I dare not! It is my honor to serve the boss."
"It would be your honor to throw you out."
"Mr. Meng, are you going to go out and work alone?" Zhang Ying didn't know why.
Meng Qinghe glanced at him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Can he be capable of this?
As long as he has this idea, Ji Mingzong can put him in jail and eat for the rest of his life.
"Then what are you doing to sow discord?"
Meng Qinghe:
The movie is over, and it's time to socialize again.
The producer, the producer and several directors in the industry were present
Ji Mingzong arranged to book a private club on Huaihe Road, a place that is usually only open to the rich today. Cars come in one after another.
When they arrived at the place, the group of people sighed that rich people are good.
During the dinner, someone had the courage to raise a toast to Ji Mingzong.
Usually, the people at these tables, not to mention toasting with Ji Mingzong, even meeting each other were like going to the moon. But now, because of Lan Ying, he was sitting with the richest man in Beijing and Hong Kong.
Everyone was eager to try.
A table must be carefully arranged. Private clubs like this used to receive dignitaries and dignitaries, and they knew the seating rules very well.
Who is in charge.
Who is the main escort?
Whoever is the deputy escort is very particular.
And today, in terms of status, the main position today should belong to Ji Mingzong.
But at this moment, Ji Lan was sitting.
Ji Mingzong intended to support Ji Lan that day.