The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Thanks to the lullaby that Jiang Yi played, Jun Ci lost the thought of practicing piano and went directly to his room to sleep.

Jiang Yi came over here, it was naturally impossible to go back so late, and slept in the next room.

Anyway, his bed has been transported back, and Li Ma cleaned it up for him today.

The next weekend.

Jun Ci has no class, but she also got up early because there is a publicity conference today, and she is going to the scene.

While eating breakfast, Jiang Yi woke up behind her.

He was wearing a brown sweater and dragging blue fur slippers. He probably didn't wake up yet. He just washed his face casually. At this time, he was not quite awake. The dull hairs on his head were all raised up. Kunyoutianwai's expression sat at the dinner table.

Jun Ci took a sip of the fresh soy milk squeezed by Ma Li, "I went to the press conference of "The Record of Life and Death in Immortals" today. Would you like to see it?"

She just asked casually.

Seeing that Jiang Yi has also been named as a producer.

When Jiang Yi looked at Jun Ci with extremely sleepy eyes, he half closed and yawned before saying, "Go, I'm fine."

Seeing that he did not wake up, Jun Ci sneered: "When did you sleep last night?"

"I was thinking about the weekend, I played games a bit late."

Jiang Yi propped his elbows on the table and buried his head in the gap between his hands. After waking up for a while, he raised his head and picked up the chopsticks to clamp the bun.

This steamed bun was made by Li's own mother. It has a thin skin and lots of meat. It is the tenderest beef, mixed with Junci's favorite mushrooms, and it tastes full of fragrant taste.

Jiang Yi also ate two of them.

After eating, the two went downstairs together, Jiang Yi's car was in the garage.

But seeing these two people go together, the piano yelled to come up and follow. Jun Ci didn't want to take it. Jiang Yi touched his dog's head and rebelled: "Let's take it, you go to accept your interview. , I just look at it."

Needless to say, one faction favors drowning.

Although it seems that the piano dog doesn't appreciate it very much.

The Lamborghini model has only two seats. Jiang Yi drove, and the piano squatted aggrievedly at Junci's feet.

When Junci was about to leave, Manager Liu of the Eagle Company called Junci.

"Junci, are you still at home now?"

After he fastened his seat belt, Junci calmly replied, "In the parking lot, we are leaving now. If it's about 9 o'clock in the parking lot, the traffic jam is not necessarily the case."

"No hurry, then no hurry. The press conference starts at 10 o'clock. Do you know the address? If you forget, I will send it to you again."

"No need, Manager Liu, I have, thank you."

"Okay, you're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, neither of them mentioned anything on Weibo.

As if I knew it well.

Even if Junci confronts the famous director Du Jian, the power behind Du Jian is great, but the eagle is an entertainment company that has been in the Imperial Capital for so long, so he is not afraid of Du Jian.

Don't offend, just treat it as if you don't know this.

And Jun Ci didn't ask them to deal with it. They didn't do anything other than hire the Shui Army to help Jun Ci to say something.

Either way, it's not good.

Jiang Yi drove a bit awkwardly. He was probably a race car driver. Especially when the car was originally a sports car, he shot out like an off-string arrow from the garage.

Others had been scared to pee by Jiang Yi's driving skills, but Jun Ci was very calm.

Compared with the spaceships of the interstellar age jumping directly into space, riding in a car is much gentler.