The implication is very obvious.

Tang Youmin's face was definitely not beaten by Wei Qinghe.

madman!

She's just a lunatic.

Tang Youmin stared at Yu Ting with his eyes, both big and small. If his eyes could kill people, Yu Ting would have been pierced by a thousand holes.

What a pity, Yu Ting would be very good now, and looked at Tang Youmin's appearance and felt comfortable physically and mentally.

Compared to Tang Youmin sitting on the cold concrete floor, Yu Tingren sat on the chair and asked: "You are more clear about being a human being. Have you ever seen an artist who has ever fought with the boss?"

"Don't do the job of being cannon fodder..."

The woman's tone of speaking was gentle, slow and orderly, but with an undeniable aura, then there was a rapid knock on the door in the deserted room, and the sound of twisting the door handle from time to time.

Someone is here.

Wei Qinghe looked at the direction of the door and then looked at Yu Ting. He was panicked and scared by threats.

Yu Ting got up and walked out.

The door lock was locked, and two men appeared in sight, one of whom was his assistant and the other director Sun.

Director Sun went to Wei Qinghe's lounge after hearing the staff say that Yu heard it, and soon came over to see it. After all, he was the investor.

As a result, this was the scene. I glanced inside and saw Wei Qinghe and Tang Youmin who looked different in a different way.

Especially Tang Youmin, his face was swollen like something.

What happened just now is obvious.

Director Sun's expression was a little more serious.

"Director Sun." Yu Ting added him, then moved his body, blocking more scenes inside.

"Director Sun."

"Director Sun."

The two older men also greeted each other.

Director Sun looked at Tang Youmin's face and was worried, "What's wrong with your face, Tang Youmin?"

"I accidentally fell, and now the bruises have become bigger." Tang Youmin replied with a smile, and his raised mouth squeezed his swollen cheeks upwards.

The right eye is barely a slit.

What else can I do? Tell Wei Qinghe to tell me one thing and then Yu Ting to do it again?

He doesn't do it.

Seeing Tang Youmin like this, Director Sun had nothing to say.

"Let's go and have a chat," Yu Ting suggested on his own initiative, interrupting Director Sun's thoughts, with a smile on his face, holding the door handle with one hand and the other hand on the edge of the door.

"good."

...

at the same time.

Another director team.

A man was sitting in the dressing room, wearing a suit, his hair was made of hair spray and fell backwards. His facial features were visible under the light. Two or three stylists around him were applying makeup to him, modifying the edges of his stiff facial features.

He was holding a script in his hand. He was receiving a movie script about the president and his female subordinates in the office of the company. He would be the first to appear.

Dingling.

The assistant waiting next to him received a call, and then left the room and went outside to answer.

After the six-minute call was over, Yu Zijun got ready for makeup, and he was the only one in the dressing room for a while.

"The boss called again and asked you to go to director Sun Lei's crew tomorrow."

Yu Zijun's hand holding the script suddenly tightened when he heard the sound.

The crew directed by Sun Lei.

This is what Shen Ruchu called him before.

"You know what to do, don't be stubborn, otherwise you will be extended with the annual leave." The life assistant said, and he became quieter and softer as he spoke.

I think Yu Zijun frowned slightly, and he could feel anger on his face, which was paralyzed.

?The annual holiday extended = no films shot = no variety shows = no TV series shot = no money
Chapter completed!