I'm married to a bigoted man

Chapter 126 Almost Became My Brother-in-law
"Zijun, you were too impulsive just now." The person who came in said helplessly to the man next to him.

The man with dyed yellow hair rubbed his ears irritably, and said impatiently, "I'll give that role to Chu Zhen. I don't care about it, young master."

"That's director Ning's play. Although it's just a commercial film, almost every one of director Ning's plays is a big production, and most of the actors she works with are popular in the entertainment industry. You give the opportunity to Chu Zhen ,is not it……"

Zhao Zijun kicked the elevator, and cast a cold glance at the manager: "Do I need this opportunity?"

Knowing that he didn't want to hear it anymore, the manager opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Besides, the opportunity has been given to Chu Zhen, so it is useless to say anything now.

"Don't forget who is standing behind me." Zhao Zijun didn't want to get too stiff with his manager, so he lifted his hair up on his forehead, casually, "Huanyu was co-founded by Huo and Shen. We The Zhao family and the Huo family and the Shen family have been friends for many years, and Mr. Shen will not treat me harshly."

"The Huo family?" The manager heard him say this for the first time, "Is that the Huo family?"

Baijiu, who was regarded as a transparent person, lazily leaned against the elevator wall, his half-down eyebrows and eyes were somewhat unpredictable and cold.

Zhao Zijun raised his eyebrows, with a bit of complacency on his lips: "Huo Sicheng, do you know?"

The agent nodded: "Chairman of the Huo family, head of the Huo family, there should be no one in the upper circles in Shencheng who doesn't know him."

"He almost became my brother-in-law."

The agent caught the key words in his words: "Almost?"

Zhao Zijun turned cold, and kicked the elevator door angrily, causing the elevator to shake twice.

The manager was worried that he would break the elevator by kicking it, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't kick it, if the elevator breaks down, we will all be locked inside."

Only then did Zhao Zijun hold his feet high, and said coldly and impetuously: "Huo Sicheng refuses to marry my sister."

Agent: "Why?"

"Ghost knows." Zhao Zijun sneered, full of deep disgust, "He is a lunatic, and he married a high school student a few years after rejecting my sister."

"High school student?" The agent frowned, "Isn't that still underage?"

Zhao Zijun glanced at her: "I'm an adult, but I'm not yet of marriageable age."

The manager said displeasedly: "That shouldn't be..."

Before they finished speaking, the manager thought that the Patriarch of the Huo family was not something they could afford.

After thinking about it, she asked again: "Did the girl do it voluntarily?"

"Why didn't you do it voluntarily?" Zhao Zijun laughed sarcastically, "Marrying into the Huo family is equivalent to flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix. I heard that her family is still not very good. She must be eager to marry Huo Sicheng."

The white wine behind slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and tapped his fingers on the wall unhurriedly.

The agent asked hesitantly, "Your sister told you all these?"

Zhao Zijun shook his head: "According to what others said, my sister spoke quite well of her, saying that she is quite good-looking, and yes, if she is not good-looking, Huo Sicheng will not be attracted to her."

Baijiu tilted his head slightly, and suddenly he was a little curious about what Huo Sicheng was looking for in her.

Are you really fascinated by beauty?
But to be honest, Gu Fanxing is much prettier than her.

It's just that Gu Fanxing's appearance is too glamorous and extraordinarily aggressive.

But Baijiu's appearance is the exact opposite of hers, she is of the beautiful type, magnificent and charming, with bright eyes.

It looks like a harmless little white rabbit.

But those who have been tricked by baijiu know that baijiu is not a little white rabbit at all, but a white cut black who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

　#write a small theater#
　　Jiujiu: Could Song Heting be right?
　　Brother Cheng: No

　　Jiujiu: I knew you were interested in my noble qualities
　　Brother Cheng: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)