The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 824
The director was speechless and pouted.

Young man, do you believe in such things as love?
Longing for, or this kind of... villain's love?
The director felt that the screenwriter's master was more in tune with him, and he was a little worried that the first film he collaborated with this screenwriter might not be good, after all, she... now seems unreliable!

"When will your master leave the customs?" The director suddenly asked.

The screenwriter stared at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

The director was stared at with a guilty conscience, his eyes wandered for a moment: "I kind of miss him."

Hey, how cool it is to smoke and drink together!

Now this screenwriter doesn't smoke when discussing the script, so depressing!
The screenwriter said indifferently: "It's early, he is writing a novel recently."

The director was surprised: "Didn't you write the script?"

The screenwriter nodded: "I opened a vest on the Internet and wrote novels."

"Or an online novel?" The corner of the director's mouth twitched: "He is already old, and his brain circuit can keep up with that of a young man? Will a young man read what he wrote? Stop making trouble!"

The screenwriter glared at him, "Your age? How dare you say that in front of my teacher?"

The director's eyes drifted, and he muttered: "I'm already 60 years old, and I still don't accept my old age."

"My teacher said that if he dressed up and went out, people would think he was thirty."

"Do you believe this?"

"Trust." The screenwriter stroked her hair lightly, raised the corner of her mouth: "I dress up and go out, people will think I am eighteen."

Director: "..." Confirmed, real master and apprentice, real uncle and real niece, are in the same line, blood is thicker than water.

Yang Lusi asked softly, "Tangtang, how old are you?"

The screenwriter smiled: "Eighteen."

Yang Lusi: "..."

The director broke the stage and said: "33, an older leftover girl."

The screenwriter was annoyed and put down the cup in his hand heavily.

The director rushed over with distressed expression: "Take it easy, 500M gold!"

The screenwriter smiled dangerously, and raised his glass as if he was about to smash it.

The director wanted to cry, but changed his words: "Eighteen, she is eighteen this year!"

The screenwriter raised it high, put it down gently, and smiled: "Yes, I am eighteen."

……

When Chen Zi received the call, it was from Shang Yang.

"Brother Chen, how are you going to celebrate your 30th birthday? Do you have one?"

Chen Zi lazily said, "No. I don't have any money, so I have to pay back the loan."

"Brother Chen, you returned all the money I sent you, and I don't know what you think."

"Your money is your money. It has nothing to do with me. There is no need to call me."

"But without Brother Chen, I don't know what it's like now, maybe I'll never recover, and I'll never touch music again. My money is my brother's money!"

"I like money, the premise is that I earn it myself. I like the process of making money and the process of spending money. It's not interesting to give it to me. I don't like it."

"Hey, forget it, I can't talk to you, and my brain is not as good as yours."

"It's nothing, I hung up and I'm working."

"Don't hang up in a hurry, you didn't say a few words. Brother Chen, birthday, really? Just the few of us, make an appointment for a meal? Don't talk about birthdays, just have a meal and catch up on the old days?"

"Let's talk about it later, I've been very busy recently."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, many people came over and chattered and asked, "What do you say? Brother Chen can't celebrate his birthday?"

"Let's do it for him and give him a surprise. If you call, he will definitely say no."

"Don't make trouble, Brother Chen doesn't like accidents, he doesn't like surprises, believe it or not, if you startle him suddenly, he smashes the cake in your face, turns around and leaves, and will write you down in the notebook!"

"Damn it, don't scare me. In his vengeance notebook... none of them are going to be better now, and they all end up miserable!"

Shang Yang sighed: "No."

The crowd groaned.

Shang Yang was helpless: "I didn't refuse to eat, I just talked about it, and I should ask us out when I'm free."

Everyone: "That's fine!"

"I haven't seen Brother Chen for a long time!"

"If it wasn't for Brother Chen's help, I would have been hacked and quit the entertainment circle now."

"Yeah, me too. If it wasn't for Brother Chen, we would have been miserable."

"What is Brother Chen doing recently? Are you still doing public relations?"

"I heard that I won't do it anymore, so I'm an assistant?"

"Assistant, whose assistant?"

(End of this chapter)