The National Director is Mr. Perfect

A little boy his age still has the curiosity he should have.

Mu Baijun cut some small fruits and snacks for Louis, and asked Junci to sit down and eat together.

However, Jiang Yi had already called to remind people, and she did not stay anymore.

"If Miss Mu has an idea, you can contact me at any time. The phone number just now is my phone number."

Jun Ci picked up the corner of his lips and pointed to his mobile phone. When Mu Baijun saw this, he said calmly: "You can send me the script first, I'll check it out."

Obviously, it was a little shaken.

Jun Ci knew that Mu Baijun would not be so tempted with just a few words, she had to see other things.

"I will send the script to your mailbox later, Miss Mu can watch it slowly."

Jun Ci said this with a smile, and then retreated.

Louis suddenly looked at Mu Baijun curiously: "Mom, why is he wearing a mask?"

Only then did Mu Baijun come back to his senses and realized that Jun Ci had not taken off the mask in front of her.

What a weird person...

After returning to the hotel, Junci first sent the script to Mu Baijun. Jiang Yi was nestling on the hotel sofa to play a game, and when he saw Junci came back, he immediately raised his head: "Done?"

He lay there lazily, not caring about his image of a noble son at the moment, under the large limited-edition white sweater are long legs in black slacks, and the legs are still shaking slightly.

Exudes a lazy breath.

Jun Ci took off his coat and walked in, "No, Mu Baijun is not so easily moved. She wants to enter Hollywood. I gave her a chance, but now I have nothing to do in Hollywood. She doesn't necessarily believe me. "

"Hollywood?"

It was the first time that Jiang Yi heard Jun Ci talk about this directly. He tilted his head: "Do you want to enter Hollywood in the future?"

"Of course, my goal is not always in China."

When Jun Ci said this, he did not hide his ambition in the slightest.

"Hollywood is not easy to get in."

Jiang Yi said these words leisurely.

He doesn't mix with this circle, and he knows something: "Anyway, those people are very xenophobic."

If it weren't for their different identities, they would have experienced something when they attended some foreign gatherings in the early years.

After he finished speaking, he pressed the corners of his lips and looked at Jun Ci with a faint smile: "But if it's you, I believe you can."

His mouth is as sweet as honey.

Jun Ci walked to the top of his head and kissed him on his lips after hearing the words, "You are so nice to talk, and reward you."

"I want other rewards."

Jiang Yi raised his head and turned over and tried to hold Jun Ci, but Jun Ci was holding a tablet in his hand. A foreign man in a suit and handsome and handsome appeared on it, as if he was in a restaurant. Apparently, after Jiang Yi leaned in and hugged Jun Ci's shoulders, his face turned dark when he saw this video: "Who is this man, what do you think he is doing?"

"A rival on the Internet."

This is what Junci asked Gulu to transfer the video to the tablet about Lucifer's whereabouts.

Lucifer hides no matter how good it is, but now that Junci is in Holland, it is easy to catch him.

"Right?"

Jiang Yi squinted his eyes slightly. He has a good memory. At this moment, seeing this person's profile, he felt as if he had seen this person in a daze, and said: "Did I see this person?"

Jun Ci was a little surprised: "Have you seen him?"

But she immediately thought that Lucifer was a member of the Murphy family.