After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 10: Which fucking meal?
Does the company take care of the food?
A question made Li Sanyi on the other end of the phone suspiciously pick up the phone to confirm that it was Feng Yin who was right.

"Uh——it seems to be in charge."

"I'll be there in half an hour."

There was a beep, and Li Sanyi stared at the phone for a minute.

"Why does it feel like she's coming to eat?" Li Sanyi shook his head vigorously, he must be wrong.

Feng Yin, who hung up the phone on the other side, got off the bus immediately when it stopped and ran to the nearest subway station, where he had dinner.

She rescued herself from the sea to carrying cement to start the live broadcast. She hasn't eaten a single grain of rice. If it wasn't for the little energy after the system transformation, she would have collapsed a long time ago.

Feng Yin, who was on the subway, took out his mobile phone and changed the name of Li Sanyi's phone note.

Modify Si Niangniang to Li Sanyi and save.

Li Sanyi, according to the plot in the book, is a very capable agent who was depressed in the early stage but actually very capable.

Feng Yingying accidentally stood up for him, and he repayed his kindness by becoming a member of Feng Yingying's planning team, overcoming obstacles for her all the way.

So... Li Sanyi can take it.

Feng Yin is not in a hurry, let's take a look first before talking, in case the two of them disagree.

These days, Zhou Yi still has to believe.

Half an hour later, Feng Yin, dressed in dust, arrived in front of the Xinghuo Entertainment building, and was stopped by security guards without incident.

"If you don't have a card, you can't go in. You can't say anything, so just leave quickly."

The security guards who work here can stop several people who dream of becoming stars every day, so they are not moved by Feng Yin's good-looking face.

"Uncle, you are a full-time employee, right? Is there a cafeteria open?"

"What--"

The words that the uncle had prepared in his mouth were shattered by Feng Yin in the wind, and he looked at Feng Yin suspiciously.

The little girl's routine is quite new!

"Hey --- let's call, it will be useless after a while."

Feng Yin adhered to the spirit of saving a point is a point, and sent a free message to Li Sanyi.

Fortunately, Li Sanyi came down after a while, and dragged Feng Yin to go inside.

"Hurry up, sister Cheng is waiting for you, the longer you wait, the more angry you will be."

"The cafeteria... is it here?"

"What canteen?" After Li Sanyi finished speaking, he looked at Feng Yin's dark eyes and panicked for no reason: "The canteen... is closed at night."

Hearing the sound of the wind from No Cafeteria, the air pressure in his body dropped sharply.

Li Sanyi pulled Fengyin up the elevator, the narrowness of the space made him feel uncomfortable.

He said without words: "Feng Yin, you used to have money and capital, but now you don't have any, understand?"

Li Sanyi, who intended to remind him, blinked, and the elevator arrived with a ding, but Feng Yin, who felt hungry in his stomach, said nothing.

Li Sanyi is not surprised, Feng Yin has always had this bad face towards him.

He is also benevolent.

Feng Yin and Li Sanyi entered the office of Sister Cheng, who was in charge of artists.

"How did you get there? Don't you have any sense of time?"

The stern dismounting did not arouse Feng Yin's desire to speak at all, she nestled weakly and comfortably on a sofa, silent.

"Snapped!"

Slapping her palm on the table, Cheng Jie stared at Feng Yin aggressively.

"What kind of attitude do you have? You still think of yourself as that rich lady! Let me tell you, Feng Yin, you are still an artist under me, and you will do whatever I arrange for you!"

The fox's tail is exposed.

"There is a dinner in the industry tonight, and you have a role to fight for."

rice?
The listless Feng Yin got up, and asked with shining eyes again: "Which meal? Who pays for it? Can you eat whatever you want?"

Three questions in a row were in directions that Sister Cheng did not expect Feng Yin to ask.

(End of this chapter)