Sitting face to face is different from sitting in the car. No matter how you twist your face, He Peiyuan, Yang Jingxing can still see it clearly. He Peiyuan may also know that it is useless, so she simply looks back at Yang Jingxing: "I knew you were this kind of person.

, I would rather starve to death.”

Yang Jingxing thought in reverse: "So I have some weight."

He Peiyuan was arrogant, cold and dismissive, but then she remembered, lowered her chin and stretched her neck forward: "The most amount of shit since there was shit!"

Yang Jingxing protested: "It's time to eat!"

He Peiyuan was even more proud. Although she didn't make a sound, her face was blooming. She didn't care about smiling or showing her teeth at all. She was almost beaming with joy. Her eyes were narrowed into slits. Her head moved from side to side, and her slim waist straightened up.

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Yang Jingxing also laughed.

He Peiyuan obviously didn't want to laugh with someone, so she quickly turned down her face and became unhappy.

Yang Jingxing seemed to have nothing to say.

He Peiyuan seemed to be thinking about clothes or work. After thinking for a while, she glanced at Yang Jingxing, who was still looking at her, and diverted his possible dirty thoughts: "How is that singer of yours, Qi Jie?

"

Yang Jingxing said: "Yesterday, I reported to him, but I didn't even read it. I asked him to keep improving."

He Peiyuan couldn't stand it: "Is it bad? What if someone else has already written it well?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There is no best, only better... What word did you choose?"

This He Peiyuan can be shared, she almost chanted it: "I am drunk with ink sarong after a lot of hard work, and I am entertaining the singing bell of the annex."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Oh, okay."

He Peiyuan asked: "Is it really good?"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

He Peiyuan asked: "How to say?"

Being stared at by the girl, Yang Jingxing suddenly burst into tears: "What the hell, okay, have you read my plan? I said it should be simple and can be sung, what nonsense you are doing is nonsense... No, re-election. "

He Peiyuan sneered.

Yang Jingxing declared: "I have the final say on this matter!"

He Peiyuan nodded and came again: "It's a blushing place just like the rain, and a few wisps of soft green and smoke."

Yang Jingxing looked like he was savoring it.

He Peiyuan's work attitude is no problem: "Okay?"

Yang Jingxing glared and said it clearly: "Private revenge cannot scare me."

"Who avenged a personal vendetta?" He Peiyuan denied, looked at the consultant, and changed her expression to a more businesslike and reasonable expression: "I'm warning you...if you dare to mess around in the workplace, I promise that I will do what I say..."

Yang Jingxing realized himself and nodded: "I don't want to chase you, I want to catch you. How dare I really offend you and sacrifice my own strength to chase the last."

He Peiyuan frowned and looked at the opposite side: "...Can you please stop talking? I have no appetite for food."

Yang Jingxing looked at He Peiyuan, as if he had taken a big breath, and nodded: "Okay, it won't affect your appetite."

He Peiyuan seemed worried. After thinking for a moment, she took the lead: "What kind of movie is "Registration"? Ruge seems to be promoting it."

Yang Jingxing said: "The small film owned by Eyang has less than 4 million, and it was just launched this week."

He Peiyuan said: "Students have started school..."

Let's talk about work. After hearing Yang Jingxing say that the screenwriter and director of "Registration" was sidelined by an actor, He Peiyuan was still a little aggrieved and condemned Yang Jingxing: "...you can't take care of it?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "He has no ability to control the field. It's useless for me to control him. Moreover, he has to go to this step... I gave him a chance. He will make another script and see what happens."

He Peiyuan's eyes looked better: "...You are the youngest, so you have to train your own manpower. Kong Yafei alone can't do it."

Yang Jingxing lamented: "It is easy to obtain a general among the three armies, but it is difficult to find a general."

He Peiyuan seemed to understand: "...and where is Panpan?"

Yang Jingxing worried shamelessly: "Is it too stressful to face me? They are more efficient and thoughtful when playing with other people. When I come over, they all listen to me and lose their initiative."

He Peiyuan was suspicious: "You didn't encourage me, did you? Or maybe you discouraged others."

Yang Jingxing did not deny it: "Maybe a little, I just want them to mature quickly."

He Peiyuan felt: "You can't rush it...don't you understand that you are trying to force the seedlings to grow?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'm a little anxious."

He Peiyuan reminded: "You should pay attention to your methods. Most people will feel pressure when facing you."

Yang Jingxing hehehe.

He Peiyuan said seriously: "I'm talking about music."

The stove came and asked the guests to be careful with the burning charcoal.

He Peiyuan was a little surprised: "It smells so good. You smell it, the smell of charcoal. I often smelled it when I was a child, and sometimes there was a charcoal fire at home to cook Chinese medicine."

Yang Jingxing refused to cooperate: "It's not healthy. Don't smell it and don't eat it."

He Peiyuan was not surprised: "You can change the table yourself and take it away!"

Yang Jingxing is good or bad: "You can smell it but not eat it."
Chapter completed!