The blackened male god of fast crossing strategy chases to the end

Chapter 42

The screenwriter asked her to sit there, and He Yichen would also come, it was completely different.

When she said it at this time, it was obvious that she was slapping the screenwriter in the face. How can a screenwriter like him compare to the president of Ganxin Entertainment?

The screenwriter is not stupid, so he doesn't force Zhao Manxi anymore, it's just a pity.

Zhao Manxi breathed a sigh of relief, walked around, and found that the entire banquet was full, and the only empty seat...was at Chu Xiaoxiao's.

She settled down.

The corners of Chu Xiaoxiao's lips hooked slightly.

There is indeed a natural enmity between the female supporting role and the heroine, and this can also be brought together.

Chu Xiaoxiao watched Zhao Manxi come over.

"Sister Feng, can I sit here?" Zhao Manxi smiled.

Chu Xiaoxiao's eyes were indifferent, she lowered her head and stared at the phone, "It's not my treat, ask me what I do?"

"..." Zhao Manxi took a deep breath, restrained her anger and sat down opposite her.

Chu Xiaoxiao scrolled through Weibo in boredom.

The lively atmosphere over there seems to be two completely different worlds from here.

After a long time, Zhao Manxi's proud voice came, "Sister Feng, don't they know your identity?"

Chu Xiaoxiao snapped her fingers, the mentally handicapped heroine was about to make trouble again.

Zhao Manxi looked around and lowered his voice, "If I reveal your real identity..."

What does the mentally handicapped heroine want to do!
Chu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, hooked her fingers at Zhao Manxi, "Come here."

Zhao Manxi frowned vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

"I have a secret I want to share with you." Chu Xiaoxiao showed an evil smile, and under Zhao Manxi's suspicious eyes, Chu Xiaoxiao fiddled with her phone a few times.

Zhao Manxi's cell phone rang suddenly, she picked up the cell phone and looked at it, her face turned pale.

"You... how do you know."

Chu Xiaoxiao leaned on the back of the chair, jokingly said, "I know too much, so..." She rushed towards Zhao Manxi, "Don't make trouble!"

Zhao Manxi was short of breath, blinked hard to look at the enlarged face in front of him, and nodded nervously after a long time, "As long as you don't announce it, I...won't..."

"Be obedient!" Chu Xiaoxiao patted her on the shoulder, then poured her a glass of champagne, "Participate in the banquet well! I'm leaving!"

Zhao Manxi bit her lip, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the goblet turned white. Except for herself, even He Yichen in this circle didn't know about her identity.

How did Feng Xiaolong know!
"what--"

Just as Chu Xiaoxiao left the seat, Zhao Manxi let out a scream the next second.

"Sister Feng, what did you give me to drink!" Zhao Manxi exclaimed, still holding the glass of champagne in her hand.

Chu Xiaoxiao turned her head slightly, her eyes indifferent.

The director rushed over immediately, "What's going on?"

Zhao Manxi pointed to the goblet in shock, "This is champagne with soap..."

"What!" As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

"Miss Feng, I, Zhao Manxi, am sorry for you, but why do you always target me... Do you know that drinking champagne with soap will kill you!" Zhao Manxi asked sadly.

All eyes were on Chu Xiaoxiao.

"Why are you looking at me?" Chu Xiaoxiao frowned, and gave a low voice.

"Miss Feng, what's going on?" the director asked Chu Xiaoxiao with a headache.

"How do I know." What does the mentally handicapped woman have to do with the main troublemaker.

The director looked confused, "Miss Zhao, could it be that you have drunk it wrong?"

"How could I drink it wrong? If you don't believe me, smell it, it smells so strong of soap!" Zhao Manxi slid around holding the cup.

Indeed, a strong smell of soap mixed with the smell of champagne drifted into everyone's noses.

(End of this chapter)