Close Mad Son-in-law

Director Qian Lin, including several major actors, looked at each other and didn't know how to respond.

I arrived at the base a long time ago, but because I didn't sleep well, I didn't answer the text message or call, and I didn't even say hello, so I went back to the hotel to sleep? Let such a large group of people wait here?

To put it bluntly, in the entertainment industry, who is not upside down day and night, and has a serious lack of sleep? Just you are the golden price, let others wait for two hours in vain to make up for their sleep?

"It's fine if you come. Everyone is hungry. Let's serve food first. Let's talk while eating." Qian Lin made a round.

He was able to direct "Female Assassin", in addition to not weak director skills, but also stained with the light recommended by Huo Yingzheng. Besides, there are a lot of big-name actors in the entertainment industry, and some outrageous ones can make the entire crew wait a day in vain. That consumes not only patience, but also funds. Although Huo Yingzheng's move was excessive, he said nothing. But Qian Lin endured it. After all, let others be soft.

Only before Chu Yun came did he respect his teachings, and wanted Su Mingyue to be low-key and tolerant. Don't make conflicts with people at every turn. Therefore, even though I was unhappy at the moment, I had to hold back.

As the director, Qian Lin is also his dinner party, and he is duty-bound to bear the burden of lively atmosphere.

The dishes were served one after another, and the wine was full. Qian Lin toasted: "Let's work together for this play to get a big hit after it is released."

After all, he drank it all in one go.

The cast of the crew is also very generous and unambiguous.

Even Su Mingyue drank a small half glass of juice in a group.

Only Huo Yingzheng just immersed himself in eating food, and ignored Qian Lin's toast at all.

It may be that the atmosphere is a bit wrong. Huo Yingzheng, who took a sip of the soup, looked up and said, "I feel a little sick in my stomach, so I won't drink it."

He drank until three in the morning last night, and vomited twice in the toilet holding the toilet after returning to the hotel. Now his stomach still aches, and he doesn't want to drink half of his mouthful. He didn't think anyone in the box was worthy of forcing himself to drink.

Qian Lin chuckled, feeling a little unhappy in his heart. But Huo Yingzheng, like Su Mingyue, is a member of the management. Moreover, the popularity is high and the traffic is sufficient, which is the topic driver of this drama. He dare not offend.

"Has Boss Huo taken medicine?" Qian Lin said bitterly. "There are still shooting missions this afternoon. You can take care of yourself."

Huo Yingzheng shook his head lightly: "It's okay, just drink a bowl of soup."

Qian Lin had nothing to do with him, so he had to change the subject and try his best to talk about the script shooting. But no matter how he decorated the peace, the atmosphere on the table was a bit wrong.

Chu Yun glanced at Su Mingyue secretly. This woman was very indifferent, unless the topic was brought to her, she would only respond with a few words, or she would be dumb and eat quietly.

"Miss Su. Your name is like mys."

To eat and drink, Huo Yingzheng picked up the tea cup and respectfully respected Su Mingyue in the air: "We will have to get along day and night in the next few months, and I will toast you a cup."

Beautiful women, especially those with temperament and high education, no one will resist. Huo Yingzheng read countless women, but still can't resist Su Mingyue's charm.

Su Mingyue didn't ask for a big deal, and picked up the juice at the table.

But as soon as she picked up the juice, the smile on Huo Yingzheng's face suddenly disappeared. The look in his eyes also became interesting.

"Miss Su, are you allergic to alcohol?" Huo Yingzheng said, pursing her lips.

I respect you, do you drink juice?

Su Mingyue is very frank: "Not allergic."

"Then you drink juice?" Huo Yingzheng narrowed her eyes slightly. "underestimate me?"

"Director Qian said that there will be filming in the afternoon." Su Mingyue was very plain. "I'm a newcomer. Drinking will delay the shooting."

"It's all drinking, but you're afraid of delay?" Huo Yingzheng glanced at Qian Lin. "Director Qian, I remember a few drinking scenes in the script, right?"

Qian Lin was embarrassed, but he still said, "There are two games."

"Can you adjust it to this afternoon?" Huo Yingzheng asked casually. I lit a cigarette.

"Should—you can." Qian Lin was helpless.

"Are there any concerns now?" Huo Yingzheng looked at Su Mingyue. "For the drinking scene, Miss Su drinks a glass or two, but the shooting state is better."

Su Mingyue shook her head, bluntly: "I don't want to drink."

boom!

As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Yingzheng slapped the teacup on the table, the tea splashed, and his eyes were awkward: "Then you don't want to film this scene!"

It's just an internet celebrity. With Xue Chaoqing backing him, he is playing big names here? Huo Yingzheng didn't want to make things difficult for Su Mingyue. But during the meal, his eyes hinted several times that the other party was indifferent.

Why, I'm sitting here one of the big names, you don't even have the consciousness to toast a glass of wine? furious! No one is defiant!

Qian Lin never expected that Huo Yingzheng would suddenly launch a trouble, and it was another capital actor who offended him. He was so embarrassed that he hurriedly got up to make a round. He picked up the glass and said, "Boss Huo, let me have a drink for Miss Su. She lacks acting experience, so she really wants to drink too much, and it will inevitably delay the shooting in the afternoon."

"Is it you that I respect?" Huo Yingzheng said with a cold expression. "Whoever I respect, I have to drink it."

Qian Lin had a splitting headache.

I knew before that Huo Yingzheng was crazy and tempered in private. But if you bully an actress who doesn't have a backstage background, it doesn't matter. Su Mingyue is also a goddess of temperament, anyway. Is it appropriate to be so hard?

"Slowly use it." Su Mingyue got up to leave, but was held down by Chu Yun who was full of food and drink.

"I told you before I came here. Be polite to seniors, especially big stars like Boss Huo. They respect you only when they give you face. If you don't drink, how can they step down?" Chu Yun lit a cigarette with a serious expression. Tao. "You are too naive."

Su Mingyue was silent.

"Boss Huo, I'm your fan." Chu Yun raised his wine glass with a smile on his face. "I really like the Kung Fu movie you made before. It's the movie where you played Master Monkey Boxing."

After a pause, Chu Yun then said, "Boss Huo, can you perform a monkey boxing for everyone on the spot? Just as a fun and satisfying my little fan's wish. I will definitely persuade my wife to have a drink later."

Huo Yingzheng snorted coldly.

Monkey boxing?

Fuck your mother!

A **** who eats soft rice is still screaming here~www.readwn.com~ giving you a face?

"I'll just say a word." Huo Ying didn't change his face and stared at Su Mingyue. "Will you drink this glass of wine or not?"

Su Mingyue didn't look up, too lazy to care about him.

"I'll just say a word." Chu Yun stood up slowly and glanced at Huo Yingzheng playfully. "This monkey boxing, are you playing or not playing?"

boom!

Huo Ying was on the verge of shooting the case, angrily attacking her heart: "I can't do it alone. Come on, give me a hand, and I will fulfill your wish!"

Huo Yingzheng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. Although I have neglected to practice hard in the past few years, I have played well in the early years. Not to mention a company leader, three or five brawny men can be beaten into pigs.

Seeing this, Qian Lin hurriedly got up to persuade him.

He has seen Huo Yingzheng by any means. In the bar before, Huo Yingzheng was one of two picks, and he gave up a gangster on the spot. This is going to cause Chu Yun to be disabled. How can he explain to aspect entertainment?