The entertainment industry is sober

Wei Shujie happened to be discussing cooperation with the brand nearby, and received the news of Ni Bingyan's attack, which came faster than the police comrades.

It was cold, and there was a cold-proof cotton curtain with a smoking ramen bowl hanging on the door of the ramen restaurant. Wei Shujie hurriedly opened it, and saw Ni Bingyan sitting by the air conditioner, holding a ramen bowl bigger than his head, drinking soup.

It was too hot to eat, and she took off her coat, only wearing a soft turtleneck sweater, and the diamond necklace around her neck made people's eyes hurt.

"Where's Little Pear?"

Knowing that Ni Bingyan needs to control her weight, the boss is very considerate, and only cooks a few noodles for her, but there are plenty of side dishes such as green vegetables, prawns, and marinated eggs.

The key is that the soup is thick and delicious. In this winter night, drink it in a big bowl, hey~ that is a beauty!

Hearing Wei Shujie's voice, Ni Bingyan put down the bowl, covered her mouth with her hand in embarrassment, and hiccupped softly.

Wei Shujie's face darkened, and he wanted to say something like you want to be fat, but he didn't say anything because he was a self-disciplined guy.

"Miss Li went to the bathroom."

"Then what's going on?"

I just met Tao Fei at the door, and now I ask Duanmu Li, and I am also upset that she left Ni Bingyan here alone.

If anything happens, there's no one to help.

After all, it just happened.

Just to go to the bathroom, that's forgivable.

"Sister Fei asked briefly. He is a black fan. He doesn't want to talk about life and death, and it's not easy to use torture to interrogate him. Anyway, the police comrades will come later."

"Understood, professional matters are left to professional people."

This is what Ni Bingyan often said. When she saw Sister Wei say that, she laughed.

"Sister Wei is here! Ouch, it's so late, I've made you worry! Do you want a bowl of noodles?"

When the boss heard the sound, he opened the blue curtain in the back kitchen and poked his head out enthusiastically.

Wei Shujie frowned, looked at the ramen boss, and then at Ni Bingyan.

Apart from being a bit timid, the boss has an online EQ, and he can tell what she's thinking just by seeing her expression.

"Hey, didn't you expect that? I'm also a little Popsicle. Haha! Die-hard fan! You know? I also invested in the recent travel variety show, hehe!"

"Oh? Are you also in the Iron Triangle fan club?"

Didn't know this before.

Ni Bingyan wiped her mouth and was putting on lipstick. When she was surprised, she almost smeared it crookedly.

"Really?!"

The boss cheerfully picked up the white towel, dried his hands, and said to Wei Shujie, "We are our own people, so I invite you to eat noodles, and there is no charge for it!"

Wei Shujie's expression softened immediately: "No, thank you! I've already had dinner, and I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well if I eat it at night."

In the early years, he worked hard in his career, often ate on time, and stayed up late. Wei Shujie has always had a weak stomach, and he rarely eats supper at night.

The boss didn't insist either, so he put down the curtain and went to work in the back kitchen.

Although there are still no customers in the store, he has just received two takeaway orders, and the courier will arrive soon, so he has to cook and pack them quickly.

The small shop is not big, and a family of four runs it during the day. In the evening, his parents, wife and children have gone home to rest. He is still reluctant to make money at night, and insists on staying alone until dawn.

Fortunately, there are studios and Internet cafes nearby, so there is no shortage of business.

Seeing that the boss had left, Wei Shujie pulled up a chair and sat down.

As soon as he sat firmly, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and his shoulders slumped a little.

Ni Bingyan is very tired recently, so why isn't she tired?

All those endorsements had to go through many times of communication before they could be fully finalized. Wang Biao was good at business, so she could share some of it, but the main thing was that she was busy.

Ni Bingyan was very embarrassed to disturb her at night.

"It's not too late, and this place is not too far away, and I didn't place an order. I didn't expect that there would be such extreme people."

Ni Bingyan twisted on the lipstick, put it in the backpack, pointed to the big pebble in the pile of glass not far away, and sighed.

"Surveillance is everywhere these days. If he really wants to hurt me, he won't be able to run away! I don't know what he's thinking, it's like his brain ran away from home."

"Black fans don't make sense at all, and you don't even think about it. Reasonable people, if they have some three views, who will become black fans?"

Public places are not suitable for talking about private matters. After a few words, the two couldn't help but yawned.

After a while, Duanmuli came out wiping his hands, and when he saw Wei Shujie, he said hello and remained silent.

Recently, Ni Bingyan is her only assistant. She is so tired that she doesn't even want to go home, so she lives in Ni Bingyan's house every day.

I didn't like to talk at first, but now I can't talk if I can.

"Why don't you two go home first? Later, Tao Fei and I will go to the police station to take notes. The boss has surveillance here, and the evidence is convincing. The crime of intentional injury cannot be escaped. Go back and hire a good lawyer and ask him to try as many sentences as possible." .”

Afraid that she would think too much, Wei Shujie persuaded: "Where does Little Transparent come from? This shows that you are popular! Don't worry about it, go back and have a good sleep. Tomorrow morning, you have to go to "Zui Sheng Lou" The creators are having a meeting!"

Making this movie well is the most important thing for her next year, and Ni Bingyan was not stubborn. She greeted the boss, went to explain to Tao Fei, and left with Duanmuli.

It was already midnight when she got home, and she went straight to sleep without fussing.

When she woke up, she saw a message from Sister Wei on WeChat.

[Comrade police interrogated her overnight. She is a fan of Zhen Yiyi. She came from Bay Island. It is said that she has liked Zhen Yiyi since she was a few years old. I can't accept it.It is said that their hardcore fans firmly believe that Zhen Yiyi was framed by us. ]
In order to win the prize, he used insidious means to frame his competitors, and he didn't know what kind of vicious female supporting role this was.

What kind of fans are you?

You should be a screenwriter!
Zhen Yiyi's fans also valued their master.

What a face!

Gee!
Probably feeling that the text was too pale, she sent another voice message:
"I don't even think about these stupid people. How long ago was Zhen Yiyi arrested for prostitution, and when was the award ceremony? If I really calculated it to that point for the sake of winning the award, would I still be alive?! No Oscar As for pushing me to that position, a half-dead horse, is it worthy?! I tui~"

Sister Wei sent the message at [-]:[-] in the morning, her voice was hoarse, and she was very emotional, she must be very angry.

Ni Bingyan cracked an egg, put the lid on the pot and fried it with water, while stepping on the sink to press his legs, he replied to Wei Shujie's message:
"If a black fan wants to be reasonable, then he is not a black fan!"

I understand the truth, and anger is only a temporary thing.

It's useless to talk too much, you have to hurry up and do business.

A lawyer was entrusted to follow up on this matter, and Ni Bingyan no longer intervened.

After eating half a sandwich and exercising for half an hour as usual, Ni Bingyan changed out of her clothes and put on some light makeup when she heard the sound of a car.

He opened the curtains on the second floor, poked his head out, saw that it was Duanmuli, went downstairs immediately, and led Wangcai out.

Today's meetup is not formal, it's just to introduce everyone, build a group, and talk about the work arrangement before the shooting.

In order to ease the embarrassment among strangers, Producer Zhao specifically told them that those who have pets can bring them along.

Because the meeting place was in an idle villa of his family, with a large yard, the director wanted everyone to cultivate their relationship before filming started, so as to avoid lack of cooperation when the time came.

The male and female leads, the male and female leads, and even the director and some staff members are all rushing to win awards.

Ni Bingyan was so busy that she set aside more than half a year to take on other plays, let alone other people.

Anyone who dares to drop the chain will be replaced immediately, so no one dares to be late.

When she arrived at the place, an aunt came to pick her up, bypassing a patch of cedar, there was an open lawn.

Although the weather is cold and the grass is dry, it is still neatly trimmed.

On one side of the lawn, there is a huge osmanthus tree, and under the osmanthus tree, there is an exquisite octagonal pavilion.

The male lead came before her, and at the moment he was making tea with Producer Zhao around the stove in the pavilion.

As we got closer, we saw fiery red silver charcoal slowly burning in a small red clay furnace, and the water in the sand pot was already boiling.

"Bingyan, are you here?"

Producer Zhao is already an old acquaintance, and has a very good relationship with her. Seeing her coming, he greeted her to take a seat.

"You came just in time, make tea right away."

With everyone's joint efforts, this book has entered the Hall of Fame today. Although it is only one star, it is unprecedented for me. I am really happy. Thank you, parents!I will continue to work hard in the future~ Regarding the reader title, do you have any opinions?I used the word "Yan Lai" before, which means August Geese Come Month, because the account was created in August.Then some readers thought it was unpleasant, and suggested changing it to "Deer Dreaming Fish". After all, how many people really got deer?I don't know that I dream of being a fish all day long.Life is just a flashy dream, and it is also very artistic.Then, there are readers who think it's not good.How about we have a vote?Go back and post a voting post in the book circle. You can put your favorites in the comments throughout May, and the one with the highest likes will be finalized. No matter how many books you write in the future, you will use that one.How about it?