Entertainment headlines: director's rules for chasing a wife

At this time, song Tingchen was holding his head with one hand, and his eyes were closed. Han Yi can still see song Tingchen's long and trembling eyelashes.

"Director Song, it's a great pleasure to cooperate with you." Han Yi said softly.

Han Yi's tone makes people can't tell whether she is a polite official word or a sincere farewell.

"Only when the two sides cooperate well with each other can they cooperate happily." Song Tingchen also answered very official words this time. He held his head and didn't even want to open his eyes.

"This filming has given me a lot of education."

"Han Yi," song Tingchen finally opened his eyes. He glanced at Han Yi and said in a low voice, "Han Yi, these thanks and polite words to each other will be saved until the time of youth killing or publicity. It's a little earlier now, and I don't want to listen to them many times."

Song Tingchen's unkind words made Han Yi's face red and even his ears red.

"It seems that you can get a taxi here. I'll get off here." Feeling that the atmosphere in the car was not very good, Han Yi hurried to find an intersection and got off the car.

"Thank you." When closing the door, Han Yi still didn't forget to politely thank song Tingchen.

Watching the window close slowly, song Tingchen closed his mouth tightly and didn't speak. He is now preoccupied with song Lixian's investigation of Qin Youle, and has no energy to deal with Han Yi's tricks.

"Xiao Li, go to the hotel after the banquet." When Han Yi got off the car, Huang Zhiming hurriedly ordered.

Han Yi was present just now, so he didn't dare to let the driver go to the hotel. Now that Han Yi is gone, he will send song Tingchen's luggage to the hotel first and then back to Chenxi.

Song Tingchen closed his eyes as if he were meditating. Huang Zhiming moved his lips and swallowed back the words in his mouth.

"Just say what you want to say." Song Tingchen said faintly.

"Nothing." After thinking about it, Huang Zhiming decided not to say it. He rubbed his hands and said faintly, "it's really cold today."“ Mr. Huang, the air conditioner is on in the car. " Xiao Li, the driver, said honestly.

Hearing the driver's words, Huang Zhiming looked black.

"Xiao Li, turn on the radio."

Song Tingchen leaned back in his chair and said slowly that he didn't even bother to read the newspaper. He listened to the radio every day to learn about some major events.

"Is it entertainment news or financial news?"

"Finance and economics." Song Tingchen rubbed his eyebrows. Since dawn and Fu Zijie, there are no particularly famous first-line stars under his banner, so he doesn't need to worry.

"Hello, it's morning news again. Hello, I'm the host Xiao Fang." The host's sweet voice immediately flowed out.

"Sorry, I'll cut the table right away." Xiao Li said simply.

"Wait a minute, listen for a minute." Song Tingchen changed his tongue and said, "look at the entertainment gossip today."

In fact, song Tingchen was worried that last night he went out for supper with summer and was sent online by good netizens, or some gossip reporters caught some things between him and Qin Youle.

"That's all for today's news. See you tomorrow at the same time."

Entertainment news has nothing to do with the song Tingchen. It's all irrelevant star gossip. Song Tingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

"President song? What are you worried about? " Before getting off the bus, Huang Zhiming asked curiously.

"Go and put your luggage first!" Song Tingchen said coldly.

Huang Zhiming shrugged his shoulders and handed over his luggage to the hotel waiter: "President song will come to stay in the evening. Remember to send someone to clean it seriously. Also, will you protect the privacy of the guests?"

"That's nature." The waiter quickly smiled, "we are a five-star hotel. We put the safety and health of the hotel and the privacy of customers first."

"That's good." Huang Zhiming nodded and left.

He still remembered that when he first booked a hotel for song Tingchen, he forgot to ask him to clean it again. As a result, when he checked in with song Tingchen in the middle of the night, song Tingchen had to ask someone to clean it again before he was willing to live. He had a slight habit of cleanliness.

Huang Zhiming picked up his cell phone and looked at the time. It was almost time for work. Just as he was about to be put back in his pocket by his mobile phone, Zheng Huier's message suddenly came from his mobile phone: read microblog hot search.

Huang Zhiming frowned. He quickly opened the microblog. The first hot search of microblog is that the Director Song Tingchen is suspected of breaking up with the screenwriter Qin Youle. At present, the two are in a state of separation, and the specific reason is unknown.

"I'll go!" Huang Zhiming swore in a low voice, because he found that the second hot search on microblog was Qin Youle: Qin Youle was revealed to have been engaged to Qiao Qianyou, director of LUSHEN culture and media company. Later, Qin Youle cheated on song Tingchen at dawn.

The third hot search on microblog is about song Tingchen: last night, song Tingchen was suspected of getting drunk with his friends late at night in summer, and song Tingchen looked haggard. The picture shows song Tingchen sitting by the window with his head down and listless.

"What is this and what!" After reading the microblog, Huang Zhiming frowned. He immediately called Zheng Huier.

"Hello? When will you the company? I'll call president song right now. " Listening to the voice, Zheng Huier was very worried. Of course she was worried when her boss met such a big gossip.

"Hui'er, don't worry." Huang Zhiming said calmly, "I'm with President song now. I'm just going back to the company. Why did this hot search come so suddenly? "

"I don't know." Zheng Huier also looked blankly, "when I got up in the morning, I looked at hot search. There was no thing about President song. I don't know when I went on microblog hot search."

Huang Zhiming is also confused. This must have been operated by someone, otherwise the three things about song Tingchen will not be searched on the microblog so soon.

"Call the security guard to see if there are reporters outside the company." Huang Zhiming patted his forehead with one hand. It seems that the company will spend a lot of time and energy dealing with these three things today.

"OK, I'll call right away." Zheng Huier hurriedly dialed the phone to the security guard at the door.

"Hello, Zhiming, I asked, there is no reporter."

"That's good." Huang Zhiming obviously breathed a sigh of relief. Although song Tingchen is also a person in the entertainment industry, he is a director after all, and there are not so many people he cares about.

"However, the company's phone is about to burst." Zheng Huier frowned, "you and President song should come back quickly. I guess Dong song will also come at that time. After all, President song has never had such a big scandal. "

"I see." After hanging up his mobile phone, Huang Zhiming held it tightly and ran out quickly. The car was still waiting outside.

"Why did you go so long?" Hearing the sound of closing the door, song Tingchen asked softly.

"General manager song..." Huang Zhiming looked at Song Tingchen's face and said slowly, "general manager song, something's wrong."

"What happened?" Song Tingchen said calmly that nothing is worse for him now than not finding Qin Youle.

Seeing song Tingchen's carelessness, Huang Zhiming swallowed his saliva: "well, you and your wife went on a hot search."

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Chenxi group.

Song Tingchen sat at his desk with a straight face, and the computer screen was full of news about him and Qin Youle.

Huang Zhiming stood nervously aside. He knew that as long as there was something about Qin Youle, song Tingchen could not be calm.

"Mr. Song, have a glass of water." Zheng Huier put a cup of boiled water at her desk and said carefully, "the director of the company's public relations department is outside."

"Let him in." Song Tingchen said in a deep voice. His eyebrows were tightly locked, and he seemed to be thousands of miles away.

Soon, the Minister of public relations came in, a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Mr. Song, you'd better solve your problem quickly." The minister said solemnly, "now the company's phone is going to be exploded. Many media have called to ask the authenticity of things. How do you think we respond?"

Song Tingchen glanced at Huang Zhiming and said nothing.

"Minister Hao, in your opinion, how should things be solved?" Huang Zhiming asked instead of song Tingchen. In fact, few people in the company know about song Tingchen and Qin Youle.

Department head Hao was obviously embarrassed. He cleared his throat and shook his head: "President song, what kind of result do you want?"

"Keep it down." Song Tingchen said coldly, "I don't hope that my name is still on the hot search tomorrow, and I hope Qin Youle's name is best not on the hot search."

"Mr. Song..." minister Hao scratched the back of his head. He swallowed his saliva and said carefully, "Mr. Song, we can solve your problem better, but about Miss Qin, she must come forward in person or authorize to solve it."

"What if I authorize it?" Song Tingchen narrowed his eyes and asked. Although he doesn't know where Qin Youle is now, it's not a good thing after all. He must help her solve this scandal.

"This..." minister Hao looked at Huang Zhiming and Zheng Huier for help. In his understanding, song Tingchen was not qualified to authorize, and he didn't think clearly how to help Qin Youle wash away the scandal.

"Minister Hao, President song means that the scandal between Miss Qin and director Qiao should not continue to ferment." Zheng Huier suggested, "as for you, just find a lawyer and let the lawyer send a letter at that time."

"Then Miss Qin and director Qiao in the end..."

"Minister Hao!" Song put forward and coldly interrupted Hao's words. He scolded, "don't inquire about some things you shouldn't know. You just have to do your part."

I didn't expect song Tingchen to get angry. Department head Hao immediately kept silent.

"Minister Hao," Huang Zhi winked at minister Hao in the Ming Dynasty, motioning him to leave with him.

"Mr. Song, drink some water and it will be solved." Zheng Huier also hurried to comfort song Tingchen. Since Qin Youle left, song Tingchen's temper has become uncertain.

Director Hao was very aggrieved. As soon as he left the president's office, he kept complaining: "president Huang, you know. As the director of the public relations department, I am also under great pressure. I want to wash the white for song and Miss Qin. I always need to know the whole story. "