Chapter 1694 Where are you going?
She didn't move, and she snorted a few times: "You are too cruel, I don't want my car to be rickety on the street, you It's shameless for me to ask for more. Isn't the driver's life his life?"
Driver: "..."
He didn't even say anything, so why did he become a part of paly?
Mo Tingshen can't compete with her, and if he goes on, there's really no place for his old face.
"Are you really not drunk?"
Chu Yao's eyes were as firm as if he wanted to join the party: "No!"
It would be weird to believe her.
"It's okay if I don't get in the car. If you feel uncomfortable, call me and I'll follow you."
Chu Yao pushed him and closed the door. .
"Quack!"
Nan Jiaojiao was almost crushed. She couldn't push no matter how hard she pushed. Chu's waist felt like it was made of cement. No matter which direction she pushed, she could always push it from the other side. The angle was pressed back again. If she hadn't gotten up on her own, Nan Jiaojiao would have had difficulty breathing in and out.
She cursed a few words, Chu Yao nodded, then leaned back in the chair and stopped talking.
He said he was not drunk.
Mo Ting was watching deeply, but he couldn't stop her from drinking. Everyone drank to her.
Jiu Mengzi is so terrible!
"Ms. Nan, do you want to drive?" the driver asked.
Nan Jiaojiao glanced to the side, "Slow down, please."
"You're welcome, sit tight."
He started the car. , slowly drove out of the library.
Mo Tingshen's car followed closely behind.
The elevator door opened, Yi Qinghuan and Song Yuan walked out, and happened to catch a glimpse of Nan Jiaojiao through the car window.
"Isn't that Chu Yao's car?"
Song Yuan took a second look and asked, "Why is Jiaojiao on top? Are they familiar with each other?" Of course Yi Qinghuan knew, " Nan Jiaojiao's makeup for "The Emperor and the Queen" was done by herself. E.Y sent her two assistants, but they didn't have any effect. Nan Jiaojiao's abilities were not even explored by her. She has such talent and ability. , but refuses to take credit. One or two trailers have just been revealed. In addition to the starring role and plot, the most discussed aspect is the styling. Everyone wants to know who the stylist is, but the name of the stylist listed on the crew is another person.
If you give up the opportunity to become famous to another person, you are either being bullied by the company or you are stupid.
Yi Qinghuan went out of his way to inquire about it, but found out nothing. E.Y was like an iron bucket. In front of clients no matter how familiar they were, they only talked about work.
“Who knows.”
Yi Qinghuan was thoughtful and responded perfunctorily.
How could she not know.
Song Yuan glanced at her, "Since you returned to Rongcheng, you haven't had much contact with your friends in Rongcheng. Did something happen?"
Yi Qinghuan frowned subconsciously, She picked up the car keys, and when she approached the car, the lights automatically turned on.
She opened the driver's door, "You drive it or should I?"
Song Yuan asked her to look at the high heels on her feet, "I can't do it, cousin, you drive it."
Yi Qinghuan nodded and sat in.
Today she was invited to come to the road show.
Although she was unhappy with the crew and director Chen because of the script, she knew how to be a good person and made up for it, at least on the surface she was okay.
As a chief editor, she is willing to take a step back and only name herself as one of the screenwriters of "The Queen Kills". The crew will not give her face.
When Producer Zhou invited Yi Qinghuan, Song Yuan was also there. She happened to have no rehearsals at this time, so she came with him.
"By the way, I suddenly remembered something," Song Yuan said: "On the day of Brother Mo's wedding, before the chaos happened, cousin, you left for a long time and didn't come back. Where did you go?"
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"Squeak——"
Yi Qinghuan stepped on the accelerator and stopped the car.
(End of this chapter)