The President's two-faced adorable wife

Even if you don't see the director and the screenwriter, the play will not be smashed for Junliang's fame.

Ye Qingxuan sent Xie Sheng and shubeibei to their destination, and then took Mr. Lin to the company according to Xie Sheng's requirements, saying that he would first give Mr. Lin a copy of the relevant materials.

After getting the overall materials about the play, Mr. Lin felt that the opportunity was more rare. The play was completely customized for shubeibei. Because it is a fantasy drama in ancient costume, the preparation period is much longer than that of ordinary TV dramas. Moreover, there are many female dramas. Those who need more skills are contracted by Jun Liang, who plays the role of magic dragon. It is very suitable for shubeibei who has just finished production and is still in recovery period.

The only trouble is that Jun Liang, as the main character, will grab most of the audience's attention. It will be very difficult for him to make a show with the heroine of the play, and he is likely to be ostracized by Jun Liang's fans.

Mr. Lin heard about the confidence in the preparation of the play a long time ago. However, due to the cost of money and copyright disputes, Xie Sheng suddenly bought out these days, and she was still a little concerned. Now think about it, Xie Sheng said that he was not preparing this play for shubeibei. She really didn't believe it.

However, if shubeibei fails to meet the standard of Jiesheng, she also believes that Jiesheng will not go through the back door for shubeibei.

"Xiaosheng, do you want me to take you home?" Ye Qingxuan saw the dark sky and touched Mr. Lin who looked at the information.

Mr. Lin realized that it was too late to stay at his company all the time. He cleaned it up and walked out the door: "no, I'll take the subway."

"No, it's time for me to go home. It's not the first time to see you off. Let's go." Ye Qingxuan, who is used to it, pushes Mr. Lin out.

Mr. Lin is used to rejecting others with his iron face. When he meets a shameless person, he really doesn't know what to do. Besides, it was rush hour, so she didn't refuse.

Driving home, ye Qingxuan changed back to his Maybach, and opened the door for Mr. Lin with a gentleman: "please."

Together with Ye Qingxuan, Mr. Lin always felt that he was "being communicated". After listening to him speak a lot, he gradually relaxed. For the first time, he took the initiative to open his mouth: "I heard that you have been working with Mr. Xie for a long time?"

"Yes, I have to do a lot of things for the president every day. Am I still a little good?" Ye Qingxuan twists the key, like a child competing for favor.

Mr. Lin couldn't help laughing: "it's a little bit."

"I think xiaoshengsheng is more powerful. He can make an ordinary person into a big star. But ah, it's hard to imagine that Miss Shu and director Luo know each other. " Ye Qingxuan skillfully turns the pay off plate, his mouth is not idle.

Mr. Lin nodded: "yes, she has more potential than I thought. As for Luo Dao I don't see her contacting Luo huaifeng again. It's a good resource, and it's not rare. I don't know if I should admire her or say she's stupid. "

"So..." Ye Qingxuan elongated the voice, as if to confirm what general, settled the heart.

Ye Qingxuan talked about it for a long time, and was finally stopped by the headache of Mr. Lin. Just a short silence, the red light on the fuel tank dial lights up, ye Qingxuan how to shout, annoyed Mr. Lin, only to find that there is no oil.

"Go, don't stop in the middle of the road." Mr. Lin pointed to the front and motioned Ye Qingxuan to pull over.

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but then flattened his mouth: "how do you live so remote, even a gas station are not."

"I live here to be clean, to avoid noisy people like you." Mr. Lin white leaf Qing dazzled one eye, "I really don't know how you survived, even the car ran out of gas."

Ye Qingxuan stopped the car, opened the door and walked down: "the president has me, I have an assistant. If I have to do everything, I will be really tired!"

Mr. Lin also got out of the car and went outside to breathe: "there are so many excuses. I simply say that you have to be fed by others when you eat."

Ye Qingxuan looked at the bottom of the car and suddenly patted his head: "ah! I remember that the assistant would give me spare oil! "

With that, ye Qingxuan opens the trunk and sees a red gasoline barrel as expected.

"Stop talking nonsense and pour the oil." Mr. Lin rubbed his hands and pressed against the door. She looked around and found a few young men not far away muttering.

Ye Qingxuan laughed twice: "that I won't

Mr. Lin patted his chest and went to take the plastic bucket to his hand: "you go to sit in the car, I said to start immediately."

Ye Qingxuan but stick to Mr. Lin, not immediately: "you let me see how you do it, teach me."

"Don't talk nonsense. Get in." Mr. Lin raised his eyes to see several people who were already approaching, and quickly unscrewed the cover and ordered.

At this time, ye Qingxuan also noticed those young people, and met them with a smile: "Hey, do you have anything to do?"

The young man at the head bent his back a little and saw the thin leaf Qingxuan with a sneer: "Yo, a big man's face, this kind of work should be done by women?"

"Because I will not." In half, ye Qingxuan was pulled by Mr. Lin.While pouring oil, Mr. Lin warned in a low voice: "there are too many thugs here. Just go quickly."

It's a pity that before pouring a lot, a companion of the man with cat's back snatched the gasoline tank from Mr. Lin's hand: "this kind of thing, I'll do it for you!"

"You see, how understanding my brother is." The man on the back of the cat laughs and hooks up Ye Qingxuan's neck and slaps him hard on the chest, "we've repaired your car, do you have to pay for the repair?"

"Yes, yes. How much do you want?" Ye Qingxuan also has no temper, eyebrows are not wrinkled, he took out his wallet.

The little gangster took it away and saw a bunch of black cards in Ye Qingxuan's wallet, and his eyes immediately brightened up: "Oh, you don't look like a big boss. Can't you be the little white face of that bag?"

"That's enough. If you don't want to go to prison, it's still time to go." Mr. Lin pushed the man with the gasoline can, and scowled to the cat's back, "let him go."

No one noticed that ye Qingxuan seemed to be a little agitated, and did not stop pressing his thumb with his backhand on the center of his brow.

"You two, won't I tell you right?" The young man pointed to two people with his finger, patted Ye Qingxuan's shoulder and laughed wildly, "you look like that kind of person, look at you, lick the bones of women's shoes are soft!"

"Do you know, do you know what it tastes like?" All of a sudden, ye Qingxuan's smile became even more serious, but more and more cold, "unexpectedly a little sweet, but very choking. Maybe I was too hungry at that time. Ha ha ha ha -- "

the punk finally felt something wrong, but he didn't let go of Ye Qingxuan:" you are sick. "

Ye Qing dazzles slanting head, sneer stare round eyes: "how do you know?"

On the next side, ye Qingxuan, who seems to have no strength to bind the chicken, simply breaks the arm of the cat's back. Another small minion wants to come over, but is kicked away by him. The other hand presses the man's neck in his hand and smashes the car window hard.

"Crash" sound, directly hit through.

The little punk who was kicked away wanted to run, but he didn't even take a step, so he was put on the ground with an iron fist. Ye Qingxuan presses the man's tail vertebrae under his body with his knees, and then grabs his hair and wants to smash it on the ground.

Just as soon as he caught it, Mr. Lin grabbed his arm: "what are you doing?"

Behind him, the man with cat back pulled himself out of the window and limped away. As Mr. Lin strained Ye Qingxuan, the one he was holding down took the opportunity to run away, but he was so wobbly that he even struggled to stand up.

"Are you going to kill them?" Mr. Lin shook Ye Qingxuan for a moment, and recalled him from his vigilance.

Ye Qingxuan wiped the back of his hand, spat softly, pinched his fist and stood up: "get on the bus."

Mr. Lin saw Ye Qingxuan as if he had changed his personality. His eyes were sometimes lax and sometimes focused. He could not help but lighten his voice: "are you ok?"

"Get in the car, get in the car!" Ye Qingxuan glared at Mr. Lin fiercely, grabbed his hair impatiently, and kept pointing at the position of the car.

Then he went around to the back of the tank, poured the gasoline in at will, put the things away, and went to the driver's seat.

All the way, without saying a word.

When he arrived at Mr. Lin's house, ye Qingxuan didn't even bother to talk and pointed to the outside directly.

Mr. Lin, who has few emotional ups and downs on weekdays, is frightened by such Ye Qingxuan. He hesitates for a moment and still doesn't get off the bus Leaf - "

" roll. " Ye Qingxuan mood is still not very stable appearance, but lazy to put on what expression again, impolitely scold way.

Of course, Mr. Lin won't complain about himself any more. He opened the car door and walked to the door of his house. He didn't turn back until he heard the engine start. He frowned slightly and sent Ye Qingxuan away.

She thought again and again, or take out the phone and pour to Jiesheng number to stop. It just didn't work out in the end. Ye Qingxuan and she are not even friends. What can she say? What's more, this kind of thing tells Ye Qingxuan's boss, will only bring him trouble.

Ye Qingxuan, who drove away by a car, ran aimlessly for a long time, and then calmed down until he returned to the city center where there was a traffic jam. He took a look at himself in the rearview mirror and wiped off the blood splashed on his face. He laughed again.

Just this time, I was a little tired.

Ah Mr. Lin, that woman should be scared by herself. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, he approached Mr. Lin just to have a profile of shubeibei. Now he has confirmed that shubeibei is worthy of Xie Sheng's liking, so he doesn't need to try to get close to others. In the future, if you need to, you can find Tang Yaya.

But, but always a little unwilling.

Are you unwilling? Or are you still angry? Or A little bit lost.

Ye Qingxuan pressed the horn, the harsh sound cleared the other noises in his brain, and he finally recovered his former state of mind.

In this way, I'm getting better again.