Zhuang Su received his cell phone and said coldly, "I don't need to shoot you again."

"So Shen Enron has been all right recently. He can go to the wedding at ease?" Pei Chengsi, holding two glasses of red wine in his hand, came to her and handed it to her.

She looked at the red wine in the goblet and didn't move her hand. "I still have a job and don't drink."

Pei Chengsi didn't force it either. His thin lips gently hooked and put the cup aside.

He sat lazily on the sofa with his long legs folded and turned to Zhuang Su, "Miss Zhuang, sit down."

Without avoiding suspicion, Zhuang Su sat down next to Pei Chengsi and picked up the wine glass he had just put down. "I'll sit for a few minutes and leave, and my subordinates are still waiting for me outside. I just came to ask you something, or I want to trouble you to inquire about something."

Pei Chengsi is all ears.

Zhuang Su said faintly, "I know that a company you cooperate with often cooperates with a film and television company registered in the Cayman Islands. Most of the artists in that company are running around in Europe and America, or online dramas or online movies that no one sees in the third and fourth lines in China."

"There are countless companies registered in the Cayman Islands. Which one do you mean?"

Zhuang Su whispered with a smile, "you should know that Fu Qing temporarily replaced Zhou Yingying who was expelled from the crew not long ago. What I asked is her brokerage company. Speaking of it, didn't you recommend Fu Qing to director Gao?"

Pei Chengsi smiled slightly, "well. So what do you want to ask?"

"The company also has an artist named mia, who made her debut as a newcomer not long ago and received the first film of Zhou Xiaoan's comeback. Now the company won't even give me a contact information for the reason of protecting and training newcomers."

Pei Chengsi raised his eyebrows gently, "are you interested in this MIA?"

Zhuang Su looked at his elusive eyes and couldn't tell whether his words were true or false.

A moment later, she said directly, "she is Shen Enron's friend and wants to give her an invitation. You don't want to say, do you want to hand it over?"

"So just want her contact information?" Pei Chengsi didn't answer directly, but he took out his mobile phone, took a paper and pen from the tea table, unloaded a string of numbers on it, closed the pen and handed the note to her.

Zhuang Su frowned slightly and was puzzled by his crisp and neat approach.

"Whose contact information is this? Are you familiar with her or her team?" She took the note and asked a little more vigilantly.

Mia is in a state of loss of contact, and the company controlling her seems to be suspected of money laundering and is linked with Pei Chengsi.

He gave Mia's contact information so easily that he didn't even avoid it.

Zhuang Su paused and put the note in her bag.

She can't stay here any longer.

We need to find the army right away.

Even the night Lord.

"It's not familiar, but it's normal to have contact information." Director Pei Cheng pointed to the red wine glass and saw that she had stood up and raised her eyes, "just go?"

Zhuang Su pulled his lower lip and took his bag. "I said I was in a hurry. Since you gave me your contact information so readily, thank you next time."

She turned and walked towards the office gate.

Hearing the voice behind him, he said calmly, "Miss Zhuang, it may be a little late next time. Why don't you thank me this time."

Without stopping, she went to the gate and tried to pull the door open.

But I don't know when the door was locked

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