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Inside the RV.

"Miss Su, this is the iced plum soup you want." Assistant Xiao Zhang carefully handed over a bowl of sour plum soup.

Su Rui leaned back on the recliner and slowly opened her eyes. She nodded slightly: "put it on the table."

"Where's Miss Su?" Seeing Xiao Zhang coming down from the RV, Chen Fen whispered, holding the doll just sent by the fans in her hand.

"Take a nap in the car." After looking back at the RV, Xiao Zhang approached Chen Fen and whispered, "sister Chen, is Miss Su wronged? It seems that she is very unhappy when she comes back."

While talking, Chen Fen heard the sound of glass breaking in the car. She hurried up in three or two steps.

As soon as she got into the car, Chen Fen saw Su Rui's face turning white. At her feet was a broken glass bowl. The dark red liquid was dazzling on the gray carpet.

"Oh, Su Rui, don't move. I'll send someone to clean up." Seeing all this, Chen Fen waved and motioned Su Rui not to move. As Su Rui's first assistant, she almost contracted all the trivial things in Su Rui's life.

Su Rui didn't speak. She rubbed her temples and lay back.

"Why are you so careless? What if you scratch your hand?" Watching people clean up all the fragments, Chen Fen put the gifts from fans on the table, "Su Rui, where's the bunch of flowers you just took? Where did you put it? "

Su Rui closed her eyes and replied carelessly, "I asked Xiao Zhang to deal with it for me."

"How did you lose it?" Chen Fen asked in surprise, "that's a gift from your fans. I also found a vase to insert it for you."

"Sister Chen, take your doll away too." Seeing the doll on the sofa, Su Rui said excitedly, "don't put it there. Lose it quickly."

"Why?" Chen Fen asked puzzled, "I think this doll is very good. Sometimes you are tired and can lean on it."

Su Rui grumbled unhappily, "who wants the things that smelly men have held? Who knows what that disgusting man has done to the dolls."

Before Chen Fen could speak, Su Rui stood up and grabbed the doll's ear with one hand: "sister Chen, don't take the gift from this fan into the RV next time. It's dirty. Take it and lose it quickly."

Looking at Su Rui's disgusted face, Chen Fen sighed. Chen Fen knows Su Rui's temper better than anyone else. Su Rui's temper is also very big, especially she likes to be picky.

However, the people set up by the company for Su Rui are warm, kind and good tempered goddesses. Therefore, Su Rui will try to restrain her temper outside. It's just hard to take care of her Chen Fen and her second assistant Xiao Zhang.

"Su Rui, the gifts sent by fans will still be brought in next time. When you get back to the company, you can do whatever you want." Looking at Su Rui's unhappy look, Chen Fen patiently explained, "this is always the set, not our place. If this matter is spread, it will have a great impact on your reputation."

"I see!" Su Rui replied unhappily and then lay back.

"You have another announcement to make tonight. Have a good rest." Seeing that Su Rui is impatient, Chen Fen doesn't mind. She is both Su Rui's assistant and her agent, so she can only tolerate Su Rui.

In addition to Su Rui's big miss temper, Su Rui is also a qualified actor. She takes her work seriously, and is also cautious and diligent.

"Sister Chen, when is the schedule for this play?" Su Rui asked casually, "after this play is finished, I also want to have a rest. Don't arrange advertisements for me first."

Chen Fen sat on one side of the sofa, holding her head with one hand and closing her eyes: "the shooting of the film will be relatively short. However, the director is song Tingchen, so it will take longer than usual, about three months. "

Chen Fen paused and continued, "the company will have specific regulations whether you accept advertisements or TV dramas. I'll check it thoroughly another day and we'll discuss it then. "

"What's the rule again?" Su Rui couldn't help complaining, "we're here to act, not to work hard. Why don't you let me rest! "

Chen Fen did not answer Su Rui. She knew that Su Rui would not continue to entangle with this topic.

Sure enough, as Chen Fen said, Su Rui sighed: "well, anyway, I don't want to pick up TV dramas in the second half of the year. It's OK to pick up a movie."

Of course, it's best to continue to cooperate with song Tingchen. However, Su Rui didn't say the last sentence. Only a few people know her affection for song Tingchen. Su Rui has been carefully collecting it.

In the evening, Qin Youle cut fruit alone in the kitchen and wanted to make a fruit salad. Song Tingchen has to work overtime at night and doesn't come back for dinner. Qin Youle thinks she can make do alone.

Just as Qin Youle was eating fruit while reading the script with his notebook, the doorbell rang.

"Huh? Did you come back early? " Looking at the time on the mobile phone, Qin Youle put down his notebook and hurried to open the door.

"You are..."

Seeing that Qin Youle opened the door, the woman standing at the door immediately looked like a stranger. She looked up and down. Qin Youle said unkindly, "I'm looking for president song. Is this president Song's home?"

"Oh, yes." Qin Youle was stunned and nodded immediately. She always felt that she had seen this woman somewhere.

"Is Mr. Song at home?" The woman looks like she wants to go in.

Qin Youle and Monaco dodged: "Song Ting..."

When he saw the woman's surprise, Qin Youle changed his mouth and said, "Oh, president Song hasn't come back tonight. I don't know who you are..."

The woman deliberately lifted the slightly curled bangs on her forehead and said, "I'm a friend of President song. I'm here to find him some things today."

"Oh, then come in." Qin Youle let the woman in. When the woman walked to the living room, Qin Youle suddenly remembered that this woman was Fu Zi, the female star of Chenxi group.

Fu Zi had never been warm. She made her debut in a catwalk show and had no basis for performance. However, since she was signed by Chenxi, Fu Zi has played an important role in the two major dramas, and has performed well and won unanimous praise, so she is now famous.

"Are you paying purple?" Qin Youle followed the woman behind him and asked in surprise. Han Yi yesterday and Fu Zi today. Qin Youle thought that song Tingchen was still blessed.

"Yes." The woman went back and looked at Qin Youle. Her eyes obviously meant to inquire, "I don't know who you are? Oh, I see. Are you the nanny of president Song's family? "

"Nanny?" Qin Youle looked at her dress. Although she usually doesn't pay much attention to dress up and doesn't make up at home, she shouldn't be regarded as a nanny.

"Isn't it?" Fu Zi noticed the shock in Qin Youle's eyes. She looked at the fruit salad on the table and asked, "Miss, are you a relative of President song?"

For a moment, Qin Youle didn't think of any better reason. She had to nod and admit her identity first: "yes, I'm Mr. Song's distant cousin."

"No wonder!" Fu Zi has taken her seat while talking. Her slender legs are overlapped together. I don't look good on the camera, but it's still eye-catching in the crowd.

The beauty of Fu Zi and Han Yi is different. Han Yi is a relatively pure type, which is often called the first love face; Fu Zi, as her name suggests, looks more beautiful. The distance between her eyebrows is narrower than that of ordinary people, so she looks more indifferent and not so close.

Just from the surprise in Fu Zi's eyes when she saw her at first sight, Qin Youle knew that the woman in front of her was also thinking about song Tingchen. In the entertainment industry, it is generally the directors who want to make unspoken rules for female stars. Unexpectedly, when things come to song Tingchen, women are often willing to come to the door for nothing.

"Miss Fu, what would you like to drink? Tea or coffee? " Although he didn't like Fu Zi in his heart, Qin Youle received Fu Zi calmly.

"Coffee." Fu purple light channel.

When Fu Zi spoke, she did not even look up at Qin Yu Le, but instead played with her nails dyed with red nail polish. Qin Yu Le had no good impression on her. A person who did not even know the basic respect did not deserve her to spend more time thinking.

"OK, sit by yourself for a while." Qin Youle said coldly. She turned and walked into the kitchen.

"A little girl has a big temper."

Seeing that Qin Youle's tone was not very friendly, Fu Zi sneered. She clapped her hands, stood up and walked around the living room. She couldn't help sighing: Song Tingchen is song Tingchen. The value of this villa is definitely not less than 40 million.

"Song Tingchen, everyone is saying that you are not a good woman. Are you true or false after all?" Standing under the oil painting in the living room, Fu Zi whispered.

Fu Zi came to song Tingchen today mainly for her termination of the contract with Chenxi. If she can, she also wants to use some special means to recover her losses. But unexpectedly, there was another woman in Song Tingchen's family. Fu Zi vaguely felt that this seemingly simple woman was not as simple as expected.

Even if it's a cousin, song Tingchen is so rich. Just find her a house outside. Why should she be here? And judging by her casual dress, it's obvious that she has taken this place as her home. Thinking of this, Fu Zi became alert.

"Miss Fu, the coffee is ready." After deliberately spending more than ten minutes in the kitchen, Qin Youle brought coffee and put it on the tea table, "do you want sugar? Let me get you milk candy. "

Fu Zi turned her head and suddenly said softly to Qin Youle, "thank you. I drink coffee without sugar."

Qin Youle was stunned: "no, drink while it's hot."

"By the way, what's your last name?" Looking at Qin Youle carefully, Fu Zicai found that Qin Youle was no worse than her. Although Qin Youle doesn't use powder and Dai, his hair is simply tied with a black head rope, but it has a unique beauty. Moreover, her eyes were shining as if they were shining.

Qin Youle blurted out: "Qin..."

After seeing Fu Zi's wide eyes, Qin Youle subconsciously covered her mouth. She forgot that she was the cusp of the storm these two days.

"Qin?" Fu Zi asked incredulously, "you're not the screenwriter. What's your name, Qin Youle?"