Airborne sweet wife: Jiaojiao mermaid, she explodes in the entertainment industry

Chapter 127 Are You Afraid, Here I Come
Leng Du picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of food into his mouth, chewed it, then turned his head and vomited: "Why is it so unpalatable."

Zhou Jing also quickly ate a chopstick, confused: "It's delicious."

Leng Du rolled his eyes: "Can your taste be the same as mine? I'm very particular about what I eat, and I can't eat anything that isn't organic."

"That's, that's... Manager Leng, your taste must be much better than ours."

Leng Du picked and ate again, and put down his chopsticks: "Don't eat, it's too rubbish."

She ate a few mouthfuls of ten dishes at a price of more than 2000 yuan.

Zhou Jing secretly took a deep breath in distress, his hands trembling a little.

"Well, Manager Leng, what about Belle?"

Zhou Jing asked tentatively, his face almost froze with laughter.

"This matter..." Leng Du dragged his tone, glanced at Zhou Jing, and then slowly turned his gaze to Belle, his eyes were full of teasing and mocking: "Seeing that you are so sincere, I will tell the truth Well, don't blame me for being too straightforward. The Jiang Fuling who competes with you is at least from the Jiang family, and she also has a sister named Jiang Wei. She is very good both personally and in her family. If Punk Studio signs her, Firstly, she is of good quality, and secondly, with the gimmick of Jiang Wei’s younger sister, the box office can be higher, no matter how you look at it, she is the best choice.”

Zhou Jing was stunned: "However, our Belle is the one with the best evaluation from the audience, and also the one who fits the role the most."

"Heh, that's because they haven't read the report letter yet. This is how the internet eats melons. If you're fine, then you're a fairy sister. If something happens to you, then it's rubbish and bullshit. Let's boycott your work together." , Our punk studio has never used any tainted artists to avoid being implicated, don’t you understand this rule? Blame it, blame your artist for insisting on provoking people who shouldn’t be provoked!”

"If you want me to tell you, what you should do now is to shrink back quietly, or make peace with the whistleblower, or else just choose some drama cooperation that doesn't care about the actor's reputation."

After Leng Du finished speaking in a strange way, he got up and took his bag to leave.

Zhou Jing never expected that Leng Du would say such a thing, his blood pressure soared suddenly and his face flushed red.

"Manager Leng, you can insult me, but you can't insult my artists!"

"Oh, why, I wrote the report letter? Flies don't bite seamless eggs, think about it yourself."

Leng Du opened the door and left arrogantly.

Leaving an angry and distressed Zhou Jing, and a four-digit bill.

"I'm so pissed off, so pissed off!"

Zhou Jing sat slumped on the chair, looking like he was about to ascend to heaven.

The waiter in the box came in holding the card machine, and smiled: "Do you want to add more meals, please?"

If there is no extra meal, pay quickly!
After all, they don't look too rich.

In case of escaping the order, she can't afford it herself.

Zhou Jing glanced at the bill, then at a table of dishes that had hardly been touched, and was about to go over again.

Belle took out her mobile phone: "Pay the bill"

She scanned the payment code on the card machine and paid a full 2000 yuan.

Then he said to the waiter, "Please give me some packing tapes."

"Sorry, we don't have a packing bag, because the guests who come here for consumption have never had the habit of packing, so the hotel has never prepared it."

The meaning inside and outside the words is that poor people only pack.

Belle smiled and said firmly: "I don't believe that such a big hotel doesn't even have a few bags. I need to go get it myself?"

Seeing Belle's insistence, the waiter went out with a bad face, and came back after a while, with a food bag with the hotel's logo in his hand.

Belle took the bag and put all the unfinished food into the packing bag.

"Sister Zhou, let's go."

Zhou Jing stood up listlessly, with an emo look on his face: "I'm sorry, the matter has not been negotiated, and you have to pay."

"Sister Zhou, you don't need to apologize to me, it's not your fault!" It's Wei Wei.

"By the way, do you have Weiwei's address?"

"what are you going to do?"

"I want to talk to her."

"Bei'er, don't provoke her, Weiwei's pink eye disease has flared up, maybe something else will happen."

"Sister Zhou, don't worry, I won't be impulsive, I will only be friendly with her, and have a good talk with her calmly."

Zhou Jing and Belle walked out of the hotel with packing bags.

Here you can see the main building of Punk Studio.

Belle saw Jiang Wei who was entering through the door with sharp eyes. Not surprisingly, a large group of paparazzi followed outside.

He slapped her back frantically.

Zhou Jing stared blankly, his eyes full of envy.

"When will we be so popular."

Belle looked at Jiang Wei calmly, Jiang Wei was already tired of the scenes they couldn't ask for, and one day in the future, these would also belong to her.

On the way back, Belle accidentally saw a pawn ticket from a pawn shop.

At the bottom is Zhou Jing's signature.

"Sister Zhou, this is..."

Zhou Jing's complexion changed, he grabbed the pawn ticket and stuffed it into his pocket: "Oh, it's pawned for a friend, it's not convenient for her to come forward."

Belle looked at her suspiciously.

Zhou Jing brushed his hair, with a smile on his face: "Why, don't you believe me? I, Zhou Jing, have been in this circle for a few years, not to mention success, at least I'm not so miserable, you're right Bar."

Belle nodded without exposing her.

"Okay, let's go back and think of a way, and eat the 2000 yuan by the way."

When it came to 2000 yuan, Zhou Jing almost gritted his teeth.

……

Yin Su signed the contract and formally joined Cailai Studio as Bell's assistant.

This can be regarded as the only happy event in the studio in recent days.

To celebrate her joining.

Zhou Jing proposed to go to a tavern opened by a friend to have a carnival.

As soon as she heard the carnival, Yin Su became excited, hugged Zhou Jing and screamed: "Sister, I love you."

Zhou Jing pushed her away and scolded with a smile: "Get out, I don't love you, I love men, God won't give me a man."

"Drop it, drop it tonight."

"Aunt Jing, we are men too!" The three little ones looked up handsomely.

Belle and they were all amused.

In the evening, Zhou Jing took Yin Su to the tavern first.

Belle came home with the three little ones.

San Xiao only knew that Belle was going on a date with Zhou Jing and the others, so she washed her face, brushed her teeth and got into bed very obediently.

"Mommy, you have to come back early."

Belle bent down and kissed them on the face one by one: "Don't worry, I will be back soon."

The three little ones were probably tired from playing during the day, they put their heads next to each other, and soon fell asleep.

Belle covered them with the quilt and left gently.

After going out, she tied up all her hair and tied it into a ponytail.

Turning on the phone, it contained Weiwei's address.

A sneer twitched from the corner of Belle's mouth. She sent a message to Zhou Jing, telling her that she had to come later because of business, and then took a taxi to go in another direction.

eight pm.

Belle stood at the bottom of the apartment building, looking at the tenth floor.

That's where Vivi lived.

Belle raised her head and stared quietly, revealing an extremely piercing and cold smile.

(End of this chapter)