My first love with the boss

Mu Wan took off her makeup, changed her clothes and left the dressing room slowly.

As soon as she came out, she attracted people's eyes, including appreciation, love, praise, envy, jealousy and hate.

Mengtong stares at Mu Wan coldly. She can almost be sure that Mu Wan did that last time in order to attract the attention of director Li and arrange a role for her in the play.

Or the empress's mother?

Although the play is fake, it will have a little impact in reality.

As long as Mengtong thought of Mu Wan's mother who played her role, it was difficult to suppress her anger. In fact, she also understood that someone would play this role. If someone else played it, she would have no pressure to accept it.

But that person is mu Wan, which makes her very uncomfortable. In her subconscious mind, she doesn't allow a poor woman to override her head in any way.

"Cunning bitch!" she disdained to spit out these three words.

Fu Yifan, who sat next to her, changed his face and frowned gently. Some couldn't understand what hatred was.

She thinks Mu Wan is very good and plays very well.

No matter what method director Li uses, it's not easy to perform, especially for a newcomer with no experience.

Mengtong is also an old man in the entertainment industry. Why can't she accommodate a new man?

What's more, the other party just came to help and save the field. It's not even the people in the circle. There's no need to slander.

Fu Yifan didn't speak.

A cold voice came from the side, "who is the scheming bitch scolding?"

Mengtong instantly changed his face and looked at the speaker, "what do you mean when you wake up?"

"What do you mean? What do I mean?" a trace of mockery flashed in the beautiful peach blossom eyes.

He hasn't endured Mengtong for two days. The last time Zongyi had a lot of trouble, but Mengtong didn't apologize to Zongyi. He was already very upset.

But good men don't fight with women. Women are used to take care of, pet and love. They don't say anything when they wake up.

But the last time Mengtong picked up Mo's advertising words, he didn't want to bear it when he woke up, so he slapped Mu as a wake-up call for Mengtong. Don't be too arrogant.

As a result, Mengtong was good for a few days and started again today.

His young master's temper has never endured anyone. This time, his patience with Mengtong has reached the limit. Today, he finally broke out, and his heart was very happy.

Mengtong bit her lips, and her cold and gorgeous face was full of anger. She dared not speak when she woke up.

The background of Chuxing's home was too deep. She didn't want to offend him too much, but she held a breath in her heart. She sneered, "I can't see that a small crew is protected by so many people. When did chushao become one of the flower protectors?"

"Only the nouveau riche look at money to make friends. They think how great they are. Our serious giants all look at character to make friends. I don't think we can be friends all our life."

When I woke up, I didn't hide the sarcasm in my tone. Dreamers have a short history of money. Compared with them, they are a nouveau riche.

But the more upstarts like this, the more they like to take money to measure the feelings between people.

Mengtong blushed and fiercely stood up from the chair. Her originally cold and beautiful face became ferocious and terrible. She screamed, "wake up, you have seed!"

"I have seed and no seed. Do you want to try?" I woke up and looked at her coldly. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Mengtong held her breath and stopped talking. Tears swirled in her eyes. She had never been so idle.

Fu Yifan hurriedly stood up and pulled them apart. "Have something to say. What are you doing? Everyone is filming here. It's very hard. There's no need to hurt the harmony."

Mengtong's assistant hurriedly pulled her aside and smacked her tongue in her heart. The atmosphere just now was really terrible.

When she woke up, she sat in the chair again. This time, it was really cool. Some bitches just wanted to hate her severely, otherwise she felt that she was the first in the world.

Mu Wan glanced at the riots here, but ignored them.

Now she doesn't want to be close to Mengtong at all. She always feels that there is a miasma and is very annoying.

She said hello to Director Li and sincerely expressed her thanks.

Li Daogang just used that method to let her play a trick. She was very grateful.

If she really relied on her ability to act, she felt that she would break the record of waking up 20 times a day.

Director Li smiled and nodded. This is a good seedling. It's really a pity that he didn't enter the entertainment industry. He smiled and said, "go, oh, settle your salary with the finance department later."

Salary?

Mu Wan's sadness suddenly faded. Sure enough, money can buy happiness.

After saying goodbye, she went outside the studio and found the girl in charge of finance to settle her salary.

I settled 5000 yuan at once.

Mu Wan took the money and couldn't believe it. This was definitely the fastest time she made money. It took only two hours to earn 5000 yuan, which was close to her monthly salary.

She said politely to the girl who settled the bill, "thank you!" then turned and walked outside. She planned to go back to the hotel first.

There was still some depression in her mind, silently thinking about the relationship between herself and ink gradually.

She took out her cell phone and looked at the phone number of Mo Jianxing.

That string of phone numbers once recorded in my heart seems useless now, but it's hard to delete it from my heart.

Mu Wan was thinking, and her cell phone rang.

The ink on the mobile phone is becoming more and more prominent.

Mu Wanping stopped breathing and dared not move. She suspected that she had accidentally called out, but she checked carefully to make sure it was a call.

She was not sure who the caller was, whether it was mo Jianxing or Mo Jianxing's mother.

She stared at her cell phone and didn't answer the phone.

A moment later, the phone stopped ringing.

Mu Wan breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lost. This summer is an eventful summer. It's better to have more than one thing.

She was about to put away her mobile phone. A wechat message popped up on her mobile phone: I'm Mo Jianxing. Answer the phone.

Mu Wan's heart beat faster and his face flushed slightly. There was a trace of desire and a trace of fear at the bottom of his heart.

The telephone rang again.

Mu Wan looked at the ink on his mobile phone. He only felt his eyes sour. Just now, he was mobilized by director Li on the set and forced down by her. At this time, he completely burst out.

She burst into tears.

With trembling fingers, she clicked the on button, and the ink gradually ran, and the magnetic sound came into her ears.

"Mu Wan, I am Mo gradually."