When Muyan went upstairs, Jiang Jingheng immediately returned to his room and called song Chengan.

"Jing Heng, what's up? I'm busy. "

"Busy working on women?"

"Be serious. I'm helping your wife talk about cooperation."

Jiang Jingheng went to the balcony and asked coldly, "why didn't Mu Yan tell me about joining the group the day after tomorrow?"

"Didn't she tell you, no, how did you know?" Song Chengan is a little confused.

Jiang Jingheng's face was slightly heavy. "Next time I don't want to hear it from her."

"Oh, you don't want your wife to go away." Song Chengan asked with a smile.

"Can't you?"

"No, I just can't imagine that Jiang sanshao will have a long relationship with his children."

Jiang Jingheng sneered, "how can you without a wife feel the pain of separation between husband and wife like us."

Song Chengan, "..."

No such personal attack.

"Send the crew's information to my email." Jiang Jingheng hung up the phone.

He went back to his room and threw his cell phone on the bed. As soon as he turned around, he saw the man in the mirror.

He wore a bathrobe, a handsome face as black as ink, and his hair hung wet.

I knew she would care about him. She is the most kind person.

He raised his hand and touched his hair. He turned and went to the bathroom. Soon there was the sound of a hair dryer.

Because she was going to join the group tomorrow, Mu Yan got up early in the morning and recited the script.

Princess Qingcheng doesn't have many lines, but every sentence is very incisive.

How to perform, can let her shock the audience, this is the most important.

Yu Ma came back in the morning and prepared a rich breakfast as usual.

They have breakfast together, but mu Yan's mind is in the script.

Jiang Jingheng frowned when he saw Mu Yan eating breakfast and reading the script. "If you think the time is too tight, you'll enter the group two days late. Don't be too reluctant."

He also wanted to say that it was bad for his eyes to eat and read the script at the same time.

Mu Yan looked up at him and said with a smile, "when you were a crew, my family opened it. If I joined the crew late, I would certainly delay the crew's progress. If the director was unhappy and opened me, it would be more than worth the loss."

She lowered her head and took a sip of porridge and continued to read the script.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her seriously, his face was slightly heavy, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After breakfast, Jiang Jingheng went to work in the company. There will be more things on Monday.

Mu Yan went upstairs with the script and continued to study.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Jingheng took a look at the direction of the second floor and suddenly asked, "do I invest in two films and TV programs, red makeup in troubled times and dragon Teng?"

Lian Jun immediately took out his mobile phone to search, and replied: "the investment in dragon was determined two years ago. At that time, you didn't plan to invest in the entertainment industry. As for red makeup in troubled times, this kind of drama is now rampant, and there is no need for investment."

"Add investment now." Jiang Jingheng said.

Lian Jun was stunned and said tentatively, "a director like Chen Zhou should not lack investors."

"No one has too much money to add until he is satisfied." Jiang Jingheng lowered his eyelids and looked cold.

Lian Jun, "..."

What kind of wind did you smoke this morning.

"It's not necessary to make money, young master," he said

"I have a lot of money."

Lian Jun, "..."

Interesting business without making money?!

How amazing money is! Evil capitalist!

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