Chu Zheng: "..."

No!

no.

My money is provided by a bastard, don't change the settings for me randomly.

"Why are you on the hot search again?"

"By the job," Chu Zheng stood in the corridor and answered Feng Wang's phone call, her eyes falling on the decorative paintings in the corridor.

This sentence was used to block her at the beginning.

Now he is retribution.

Feng Wang was speechless and choked for a moment: "Is your money really nowhere to spend?"

Chu Zheng replied slowly: "I will give you flowers."

The good people who help me spend money are all good people.

The person on the other end of the phone went silent, and Chu Zheng could only hear his breathing, which was extremely light and shallow.

"I'm going to finish the film too." Feng Wang said slowly: "It shouldn't be long before we can go back."

"Um."

"Then I'll hang up..."

"Um."

Chu Zheng directly pressed off her phone.

Feng Wang: "???"

Other people's financial owners have to wait to hang up the phone, but they are tired of it for a while? Why does his family hang up so easily?

-

Chu Zheng hung up the phone and transferred a sum of money to Feng Wang.

By the way, he notified Feng Wang's assistant that someone would send something over later and asked him to stare at Feng Wang to eat, and finally recorded a video and sent it to her.

The assistants are used to having Chu Zheng send things over.

But today Feng Wang didn't expect that Feng Wang would send more than just Feng Wang, but the entire crew would have a share.

Most of the crew were ordinary employees, and the exquisite food from the five-star hotel was placed in front of them, and everyone seemed very excited.

Seeing this, the director took advantage of the break and let everyone set up a long table and opened a party on the spot.

"Ms. Chi said, please take care of Mr. Feng. If you have any compensation issues, you can directly contact her." The guy who sent the goods politely told the note.

Voice-external words are - as long as things can be solved with money, you will endure them and ask me to report the money.

Everyone in the crew: "..."

Everyone looked at each other.

After the guy finished speaking, he left one by one with the hotel waiter who delivered the things.

The director coughed lightly, eating people with soft mouths and short hands, so that everyone can calm down when working and not be so irritable.

Everyone: "..."

Director, you are not afraid of being struck by lightning when you say this!

Who is the most irritable when filming?

It's you!

You want to press Feng Wang's vase to the ground and rub it to death.

Of course, as qualified staff who want to receive bonuses, they won't say it.

After the director delivered the speech, he probably thought he was talking nonsense. He took the best plate that looked like he was very sensible... and left.

As soon as the director left, the scene became lively.

Some celebrities also put on airs, took a look, and left with disdain on their faces.

Some celebrities who have no airs—at least in the eyes of outsiders, will be with the staff.

"Ms. Chi is really fond of Teacher Feng."

"That's right, you haven't seen anyone bringing things here every day."

"What did you give?"

"It's all for food. Teacher Feng seems to have stomach problems. He really delivers it on time and on time every day. There's no one else who cares about this."

"This is probably what love looks like..."

"What love... aren't they that kind of relationship?"

"Hey, who knows? Anyway, Miss Chi is very good to Teacher Feng. It is said online that Miss Chi is full of aggression, and now it seems that it is right."

"Stop talking, stop talking, eat soon, it will be gone in a while."

"Come on..."

The assistant brought a separate copy into the lounge.

Feng Wang filmed a night scene last night and started again this morning. As soon as the director called for a break, he went back to the lounge.

At this time, he was lying on the single sofa in the lounge.

The single sofa was a little small, and Feng Wang, who had long hands and feet, looked particularly aggrieved.

The assistant shouted carefully: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng? Get up and eat something..."

Feng Wang vaguely spit out two words: "Don't eat..."

The assistant reminded: "Sister Chu Zheng sent it to someone."

Sure enough, the people on the sofa moved.

He slowly sat up with his body, looked at his assistant sleepily, and yawned, asking, "What?"

The assistant pulled over the small table next to him and took out the things inside.

Feng Wang: "..."

It's porridge again?

Of course it is definitely not all porridge, there are also many exquisite delicacies.

Feng Wang then took the chopsticks.

"What are you doing outside? It's so lively?" Feng Wang asked the assistant while eating.

The assistant scratched his head and answered honestly: "Ms. Chi invites everyone in the crew to eat and let them take care of you more."

Feng Wang paused slightly, and then snorted a little after a moment: "I need their care?"

assistant:"……"

-

Let’s talk about Chuzheng.

After answering Feng Wang's call, Chu Zheng returned from the corridor and accidentally ran into Chu Anyang.

Chu Anyang glanced at her from a distance and suddenly walked towards her.

The domineering president's aura was full of handsomeness, handsomeness, and a kind of cold light flashed. He asked: "Chi Chuzheng, a simple thing, did you tell Wen Yanyu?"

Chu Zheng was blocked in the corridor.

She faced the gaze of the domineering president and asked extremely calmly: "What's simple?"

"Chi Chuzheng, please stop pretending to be stupid." Chu Anyang's eyebrows were cold: "If it weren't for you, how could Wen Yanyu know that a simple existence?"

It was still so coincidental that I caught him and Jian together?

"Not me."

"Only you know about this." Chu Anyang's eyes were filled with anger.

"I said the evidence you have?" I won't admit it, what can you do to me.

“…”

Of course, Chu Anyang has no evidence.

Just guess...

But only she knew about this.

Adding to the previous incident, Chu Anyang felt that it must be what she said.

"Since there is no evidence, Mr. Chu should not be so unreasonable and take it on me." I won't take the blame! Chu Zheng glanced at him lightly: "As a president, you must be responsible, and your own women cannot be protected well. What kind of president do you want to be?"

Chu Anyang: “…”
To be continued...