Chapter 527 I Will only Slap My Face (3)

In the film and television base, Little Nezha and Red Boy seem to have entered the gate of the new world, and they are excited and don't want to.

They have seen a lot of classical buildings, so they don't find it unusual.

But one by one, there were many scenes of anti-Japanese dramas, spy war dramas, and even sci-fi dramas.

This greatly aroused their curiosity.

Little Nezha was the most curious, and ran around everywhere.

Red Boy is obsessed with all kinds of beauties on the set, ancient costumes, military uniforms, and professional wear.

"We have arrived."

Song Qingcheng stopped everyone and stopped outside a palace-themed studio: "Let me briefly say that there is a rehearsal for a large-scale musical called "The Prosperity of the Tang Dynasty", and the person we will see in a while, It's the chief director, Zhang Wen."

"Zhang Wen?" Chen Xiaobei was startled and said in surprise, "You mean Zhang Wen, the chief director of last year's 'Spring Festival Gala'?"

"Yes, it's her!"

Song Qingcheng nodded and said, "Director Zhang is not only in charge of last year's Spring Festival Gala, but also for various large-scale variety shows these days. She is often invited to perform!"

"There is no doubt about her ability. She has a wide network of connections and great energy in variety shows! Everyone in the industry knows that as long as Director Zhang is willing, one sentence can make a person popular!"

Little Nezha and Red Boy couldn't understand these words at all.

But Chen Xiaobei was convinced. If nothing else, as long as they could show their faces in the Spring Festival Gala, these two boys would definitely become popular immediately!

Three million believers are in the bag in minutes!

"Besides, I have to say something up front."

Song Qingcheng said earnestly: "I only met Director Zhang through Li Haopeng's relationship. She won't sell me face, so whether she can get into her eyes or not depends on the performance of these two little guys."

"Well, I understand." Chen Xiaobei nodded and said, "Although these two boys don't understand anything, they are very talented. At least I think they have a chance."

"Okay, then let's go in." Song Qingcheng said lightly.

So the group walked inside, and Chen Xiaobei secretly pulled Xiao Nezha to his side, and whispered a few words in a low voice.

"Yo! Isn't this President Song?"

Just a few steps in, there was a flattering voice.

A fat man with a fat head and big ears stood in the distance and beckoned to Song Qingcheng, his expression full of wretchedness.

"Who is he?" Chen Xiaobei asked with narrowed eyes.

"Shi Haoxiang, the boss of 'West Wing Entertainment', the song and dance drama "The Prosperity of the Tang Dynasty" was hosted by their company, and he personally serves as the assistant director!" Song Qingcheng whispered.

"You seem to hate him a little?" Chen Xiaobei asked.

"Well, he had given me an idea before. I heard that I was divorced recently, and I was afraid that he would be jealous again." Song Qingcheng frowned.

"Come." Chen Xiaobei flexed his arms.

Song Qingcheng showed a smile and grasped Chen Xiaobei's arm knowingly, as close as a couple.

Shi Haoxiang saw this scene from a distance, and his face turned gloomy. He stepped over and said strangely: "Mr. Song, I heard that you just got divorced, so you are getting along with others so quickly?"

These words were spoken in a tone of voice, and the subtext was obviously mocking Song Qingcheng for being a feisty woman.

Chen Xiaobei was slightly angry.

Instead, Song Qingcheng smiled calmly and said, "Yes, love is so magical, Mr. Shi didn't divorce, didn't he change his girlfriend every three days?"

"I..." Shi Haoxiang was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing Song Qingcheng's sharp counterattack, Chen Xiaobei snickered in his heart.

This woman is really not simple, no wonder she was able to gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry and turned a shell company into a well-known Allure Entertainment.

"President Shi! Don't take it seriously! I'm just joking!" Song Qingcheng was not stupid, and immediately gave the steps to let Shi Hao go down.

In this circle, in addition to self-protection, one has to learn not to offend others.

Sharp hedgehogs stab people wherever they go.

"Haha! President Song is still the same, so funny!"

Shi Haoxiang smiled reluctantly. Although he hated in his heart, he didn't dare to dwell on the topic just now, and instead asked, "Mr. Song is here this time, what's the matter?"

"I made an appointment with Director Zhang to see these two children." Song Qingcheng pointed to Little Nezha and Red Boy on the side.

"They want to get in?"

Shi Haoxiang squinted and thought about it for a while, then smiled and said, "Why bother Director Zhang? As long as Mr. Song accompanies me to dinner tonight, this matter will be covered by me!"

"I'm really sorry, I want to accompany my husband tonight!" Song Qingcheng smiled charmingly, her little head resting directly on Chen Xiaobei's shoulder.

Seeing that charming face, and smelling the good smell of the woman's body, Chen Xiaobei felt itchy.

I secretly thought, this is what you said! I'll do it for you tonight!

"husband!?"

Shi Haoxiang was stunned for a moment, and said disdainfully, "Mr. Song is joking again! If I read it right, this kid should be a student of the art academy, right? This kind of little white face can be your husband if you catch a lot of people in the circle. ?"

"Shi Haoxiang!"

Song Qingcheng's face turned cold, as if he was being held against the scales, and said in a cold voice: "My husband is not in the circle! You can make fun of me, but I don't allow you to talk about my husband! Otherwise, don't blame me for turning his face! I understand! Is it?"

Hearing this, Chen Xiaobei's eyes suddenly lit up.

He only knew Song Qingcheng's charming side, but only now did he realize that Song Qingcheng also had a domineering side.

Do you understand?

These four simple words exude a powerful aura! It seems that the edict of the superior cannot be questioned in the slightest!

At this moment, Chen Xiaobei thought of Wu Zetian's reincarnation again.

In the past, Wu Meiniang was fascinated by the two kings of the Tang Dynasty by virtue of her beauty, and then she relied on her own domineering and declared herself emperor. No one in the world dares to go against her!

Of course, Wu Zetian is Wu Zetian, Song Qingcheng is Song Qingcheng.

Even if there is any chance in this, it cannot be revealed at the moment.

Shi Haoxiang was of course not afraid, but instead shouted angrily: "Song Qingcheng! What's your attitude? I call you President Song, do you really think you are a character?"

"It's funny! You Qingcheng Entertainment is just a small third-rate company. Compared with my West Wing Entertainment, it's not even a scumbag! How dare you speak to me in that tone of voice?"

"Also! Who doesn't know in the circle! You, Song Qingcheng, are a bus that everyone can get on! What kind of a loyal and heroic woman are you pretending to be? Are you making a fool of yourself with me? You should show me one!"

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, a big-eared scraper was thrown on Shi Haoxiang's fat face.

He pulled him directly to the ground, his fat face was so swollen, and three broken teeth fell out of his mouth, and the pain made him almost faint.

"My family's Qingcheng said she turned her face, that's because she has a good heart! But I have a bad temper, and I only slap my face!" Chen Xiaobei said coldly.