My husband loves me too much

Chapter 70 075. I don't want heroes to be forgotten.

The first thing a businessman puts is always profit.

Mu Hua tilted her head and looked at the man sitting on her left, her voice was more lazy than usual when she was drunk, "Could it be that Mr. Bo should be more concerned about how much the investment money can bring you? income?"

"That's right," Bo Qijin smiled.

He sat casually, with a cigarette between his fingers, which was not lit.

In tonight's dinner, no matter if it's the protagonist or the accompanying guests, only one girl, Mu Hua, doesn't smoke. Bo Qijin has a non-smoking attitude throughout the whole process, and of course the others cooperate with him.

"That's why I have to listen to Director Mu. I'll know if your movie is worth my investment or not after listening to it."

The man's eyes didn't have any meaning of frivolity, just a mature smile, but it was deep, as if the person who looked at him would drown in the lake of unknown depth in his eyes if he was not careful.

In the end, Mu Hua lay down on the table, not looking at him, but looking at the wine glass in front of her with a dull face, "The story is very long, and I can't finish it in a few words."

Bo Qijin's eyes fell on the woman's depressed face, and his voice was low and slow, "Then, let's talk about why we spent so much energy on this movie."

The preparations for "He Walked Silently" started a year ago, and every line of the script was finalized after countless nights of revisions by Mu Hua and the screenwriter teacher.

The outsiders didn't know it, and thought that Mu Hua was able to make movies with Li Jin before she graduated because of her family's power and power to go through the back door.

"There is no particularly great reason, it's just...just," Mu Hua suddenly didn't know what to say, and tried to organize her words calmly and naturally, "It's just that I don't want the hero to be forgotten by the years, and even the name can't be left behind."

She raised her head, the loneliness at that moment just now seemed to be just a phantom, and it disappeared completely.

Drunken eyes, exquisite facial features as if drawn by an ingenious painter stroke by stroke, especially those eyes, smiling crookedly, so beautiful that one's mind will be distracted.

Bo Qijin looked down at her, under the warm yellow light, his image was reflected in the woman's black pupils.

"I'll help you get back your girlfriend, how about you add another 2000 million to round up?" She blinked playfully, bright and bright.

Bo Qijin looked away and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt collar.

After drinking the red wine, he stated slowly, "It is your duty and responsibility to help me recover Li Luo."

Mu Chengfeng's slap not only slapped Mu Hua's face, but also blocked the film's investment. Mu Hua didn't want to go home spineless and bow to Mu Chengfeng.

But... But if you don't have money, you can't make a movie.

"Is it okay?"

Mu Hua's heart thumped, she grabbed the man's arm, and made trouble with her drunkenness.

"No, I won't help. Not only will I not help, but I will also cause you trouble. Anyway, your girlfriend has misunderstood that day. I can easily finish you by doing something."

She couldn't sit still, she could only barely lean on the table, like a child who didn't eat candy throwing a princess tantrum.

"No matter how successful your career is, no matter how much money you earn, it would be a pity if you don't have a wife to help you spend it."

Bo Qijin seemed to be sitting casually, but in fact, he was protecting Mu Hua from the danger of her being unable to sit still and falling to the ground.

The woman grabbed his hand, and he neither shy away nor approached, but the smile in the depths of his black eyes became stronger, and his eyes locked on her slightly flushed little face.

"For example, what do you want to do?"

"Hmm... let me think about it," Mu Hua thought.

"Although Ms. Li caught the scene last time, it seemed that it wasn't intense enough. Why don't we take some time and let her catch us in bed."

One hundred.

(End of this chapter)