Favorable

The producer was immediately stunned, and the directors present stood up one after another to pull people over.

a mess.

"Hold Jiang Mian and kowtow to me a few times. Otherwise, this matter won't be solved so easily. Don't make this movie and divest it!"

Qi Ping is both the male protagonist and an investor in this film.

As soon as these words came out, the producer and director were confused and looked towards Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian's beautiful eyes were burning, and her slender back was proud and bright: "Dream."

Just as several men were walking towards Jiang Mian, the door to the banquet opened.

All eyes were on the past.

Jiang Mian subconsciously raised his eyes and saw that handsome face.

Fu Sichen was dressed in a noble black suit. He had a slender figure, half-hidden under the light, with this terrifying indifference.

The bodyguards behind him surrounded him one after another, and this posture was indescribably oppressive.

Wen Qianning glanced at the woman not far away with slightly curved red lips.

The backers are here.

"That's not Mr. Fu, why is he here?"

"Yes, I remember not being invited."

"It feels like there's an ominous feeling."

Everyone present had different expressions, but Qi Ping didn't care who was who, and glared at Jiang Mian angrily: "If you don't apologize today, don't even think about walking out of this door."

"or--"

Suddenly a smirk appeared on the corner of the man's mouth: "Stay with me for one night and I will..."

"Clap!!"

Before Qi Ping finished speaking, a figure flashed in the air, and two crisp and sweet slaps sounded.

The venue was silent and there was no time to react.There were already two symmetrical red and swollen slap marks on Qi Ping's face.

! ! ! !
Everyone present knew Fu Sichen, and they could see clearly that the person who had just taken action was the bodyguard next to him.

This time...

What is the situation.

Qi Ping was hit so hard that his head buzzed twice, and he almost stopped standing. He immediately ran away. He was so deep in his own world that he didn't care who was outside.

"Where did you come from?! What about people, all of your bodyguards I hired are vegetarians?!!"

The bodyguards behind Qi Ping looked at each other, stunned and no one dared to move.

Just because Qi Ping didn't know him, it didn't mean that they didn't know him. What's more, Mr. Fu was a soldier, and the bodyguards next to him were all well-known in the industry.

The directors and producers are already sweating.

Fu Sichen's eyes fell on the girl beside him, and he walked over and picked her up, sitting on the sofa very naturally, with a hint of distress in his eyebrows.

The familiar scent swept over her, and Jiang Mian felt calmer.

Fu Sichen played with Jiang Mian's hair, a smile bursting from his throat, full of sarcasm: "It's not some young boy, it's just Jiang Mian's husband who vented his anger on her behalf."

What the fuck? ! ! !
Old...husband? !
Except for Wen Qianning, no one present was particularly surprised. The expressions of the others were simply not very good-looking.

The assistant Qi Ping on the side was very discerning and stopped Qi Ping who was about to have a fit: "Teacher Qi, this is Mr. Fu who has dominated the entire financial circle for more than half a year."

Qi Ping's eyes suddenly changed.

He didn't know the person, but he had heard the name many times.

"Did he bully you?"

Jiang Mian's limp body leaned in Fu Sichen's arms, and she complained in a soft voice: "You rely on your old age to show off your old age. You also belittled our parents. You just bullied me and Sister Qian Ning..."

The play came as soon as he said it, and even his beautiful eyes were filled with mist.