Billionaire's Secret Lover

Xiao Xiang said, holding Mingke's hand and running out.

Mingke's mood became clear. She basically wrote the script. Once it was really made into a movie, she was at least a small screenwriter.

Even if it is clear that the screenwriter column on the screen will not have her name, but she is also very happy to have the name of their club.

I'm really looking forward to it.

As for Beiming night, there are so many people in the restaurant, no matter how brave he is, he can't do anything to her in public.

In the afternoon, she always accompanied the president and the distinguished guest. As long as she didn't go away alone, there would be no way for Beiming night to take her.

That's it.

This is Mingke's careful thinking. I have to say that ideas are always beautiful, but reality is often cruel.

When she walked into the dining room box and saw the man sitting in the middle, she realized once again that whatever he wanted to do, no matter how she avoided resistance, he could do it.

Xu Nianhua sat on one side, while Yi Tang sat quietly on the far right side of him. As for the man in the middle, he held in his left hand the script that they had worked hard for more than a month and revised more than ten times. He held a cigar between the long fingers of his right hand. He didn't look at the people who came in, as if he were really looking at their script.

The smoke from the beautiful thin lips makes his face more attractive and charming. There is a mysterious color hidden in it. No matter from which angle, he is as handsome as anyone else.

As soon as the two girls entered the door, they looked silly. However, Xiao Xiang was dazed by the handsome man's beauty. As for Mingke, she was frightened, and she couldn't recover completely.

"Coco, Xiao Xiang, what are you two doing standing there? Come quickly and say hello to Mr. Beiming. " Seeing them come in, Xu Nianhua stands up and greets them.

Hearing his voice, Xiao Xiang finally regained her mind. Seeing the name around her, she was still crazy. She gave her a hand and said in a low voice, "don't be corona any more. If you scare your guests, the president will scold you to death."

Mingke was still a little restless. Her clean and pure eyes blinked slightly. Xiao Xiang took her to them.

Beiming night finally raised his head, the line of sight in the name can face swept by: "which is the script writer?"

"We are all." Xu Nianhua smiles with him. Seeing that he just saw Mingke, he greets Mingke and asks Xiao Xiang to pull her to them: "this Mingke is the editor in chief of the script. She thinks all the stories. After that, people in our club revise and polish them together. Coco, say hello to Mr. Beiming."

They look down at the script, but they don't know what to say.

Finally, she was pulled to the left side of Beiming night and sat down. Xu Nianhua gave her a push in order to let her recover.

Beiming night's eyes fell on Xu Nianhua's hand. Suddenly, there was a little chill in his eyes. This chill scared Xu Nianhua to stop in a hurry. Inexplicably, he did not dare to touch the name again.

"Coco, pour the wine for Mr. Beiming." The words were right, but Xiao Xiang was secretly glanced at.

Xiao Xiang understanding, gently pushed the name can, whispered: "President let you to Mr. Beiming pour wine."

Mingke finally regained his mind, and his heart trembled, but he still took the red wine and carefully poured a cup for Beiming night, and then stood up to pour a cup for the lost soup.

Beiming night glanced at her, and suddenly said in a cold voice, "sit down and watch the script with me."

Mingke was a bit at a loss, but he sat down obediently, but didn't accompany him. He just sat quietly on one side.

She has read the script hundreds of times, and she doesn't need to read it any more. She can almost say the following words as long as she says the first two words.

Beiming night seems to be really paying attention to their script. Although she knows that this man must not come for this script, he has no other indication, and she won't mention anything by herself.

At the beginning, I was really afraid. As soon as I came in and saw him, I was so flustered that I didn't know what to do.

But now I can still feel at ease. After all, there are so many people here, and he dare not do anything in front of so many people.

He didn't speak, and everyone didn't dare to say anything. He even took the cup and tableware cautiously, for fear that he would make a little noise.

When the waiter served the dishes, Xu Nianhua also hinted that her action must be light. Mr. Beiming was reading their script. If it affected him, if he was not satisfied with it and was not willing to invest, then everything would blow up.

He really did not expect that the young master of imperial group would appear on today's school day. What's more, his assistant took the initiative to find him and asked them if there were any new works in the literature club this year, saying that their boss planned to invest in the film and television industry.

Everything is too unexpected, just like Xiao Xiang said, he is out of luck, until now he still like stepping on the cloud, completely unable to grasp the real feeling.In the box, everyone breathed very quietly. Only the rustle of the script in the night of the northern underworld sounded occasionally.

However, with so many words in a script, we can't finish it in a moment. The food is a little cold, but Mr. Beiming doesn't do it, so we dare not move chopsticks.

Beiming night is still looking, occasionally picked up a cigar to smoke two mouthfuls, a trace of smoke spit out, accidentally floated to sitting beside him on the face of Mingke, was choked by the thick fog, she coughed two times.

So two low cough, make the North night frown, eyes fall on her face.

Everyone's heart suddenly nervous up, a see him frown, heart straight cry bad.

Xu Nianhua can't even help blaming Mingke. They smoke cigarettes and cigars. What does she cough?

Mingke also knows that everyone's attention is focused on this side, but she coughed just now, not on purpose, but choked by the smoke.

She bit her lip and wanted to apologize, but she didn't know where to start.

However, what everyone did not expect was that because of her two light coughs, Beiming night frowned and played the cigar on her fingertips.

Yi Tang immediately understood and brought the ashtray from the side of the table.

On the night of the northern underworld, he put out his cigar and stopped smoking.

Because Mingke coughed twice, he stubbornly snuffed out less than a third of the cigar he had just smoked Everyone's eyes fall on Mingke, and they don't know whether they are lucky or envious.

Coco, what a face!