Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian took out her phone and leaned there, lowering her eyes to edit the message. She raised her head and said to him, "I told her."

"Thank you." Jiang Li knew that if he paid for it himself, Director Li might be forced to accept his kindness due to the situation, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

If it were Yuan Yongqin who invested in the movie, the nature would be different. Not only Director Li, but the entire crew would be happy for it.

The more Jiang Li looked at her, the more he realized why she was so obedient, and he just wanted to raise his hand and touch her face.

The girl glanced at him with half-narrowed eyes, turned the peaked cap on her head back, stretched her legs and pushed the chair back to distance herself from him, while looking at him with dry eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Li's hand that was about to move was immediately killed by the boss's eyes, and he immediately changed the subject: "Why hasn't Mr. Wan come yet?"

Qiao Nian happened to see someone sending her a WeChat message. She saw the message was from Ye Wangchuan. While playing with her mobile phone, she lowered her eyes and said to him: "He encountered something down there, come up right away."

"Oh." Jiang Li didn't want to see a pig that snatched their precious cabbage under his nose, so he just asked casually. In fact, it didn't matter whether he came or not. It would be best if he didn't come.

Qiao Nian didn't see the change in his expression. She was reading the short WeChat message Ye Wangchuan sent her; [If something happens, come right over].

*

The garage underneath the hotel.

The dignified and arrogant man was sitting in the car talking on the phone, his voice was low and charming: "When will you come over? Huh?"

"Right away." It was Moxi's voice on the other end.

He raised his eyes to look at the people not far away outside, raised the corners of his lips sharply, and spoke calmly: "Hurry up, don't let the mouse escape."

Moxi smiled and said immediately: "Ten minutes."

Ye Wangchuan glanced at the time on his watch, then looked at the people who were about to leave. He decisively opened the car door and got out of the car. He walked briskly in front of a few people with his long legs. He smiled with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold: "Brother. , let’s talk?”

The few people in the garage really didn't expect that an Oriental man would suddenly come out and open his mouth to chat with them.

The leader looked warily at the person blocking the road, and said in a rough and unpleasant voice: "Get out of the way, don't fucking block the road!"

"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan was asked to get out of the way for the first time. The tail of his eyes raised slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became wider but he had no intention of getting out of the way.

The man was busy collecting money and doing things, and didn't want to waste time with him. He cursed and stepped forward to hit him: "I told you to get out of here..."

The words just fell.

Someone grabbed his wrist bone, and he easily kicked it back. The painful man screamed for help.

Someone from behind reacted and rushed over with an angry fist.

I saw Ye Wangchuan clasping the man's wrist with one hand, and with a swift roundhouse kick, he kicked the man who was rushing towards him away.

He himself stood still, still looking at the people who were obviously frightened and defensive, and still said in the same lazy and casual tone just now: "Let's talk?"

*

On the other side, Jingshi.

Su Qing had no intention of caring about the artist's magazine shoot. Her cell phone had not been idle since the first call from Mu Yiyi's female assistant.

The calls kept coming in.

Every phone call informed her of bad news.

She just communicated with Weibo about Mu Yiyi's account. The other party was vague and only said that they would check for her but they couldn't give an accurate answer.

Before she had finished handling the Weibo account matter, Director Li contacted her again, and he hinted at a replacement.