Chapter 943 Missing Dad?

Is it so high-profile to announce the marriage contract between the leading actress and a famous stylist at this time?

His eyes fixed on Zhao Zimo's body for a long time, a slightly improved white cheongsam, with a peach blossom branch from the shoulder to the waist, dotted with bright red peach blossoms and buds, lifelike and lifelike.

Closing the window calmly, she rested her hands on the armrests on both sides of the executive chair, crossed her hands, and turned the chair towards the French windows, looking not far away, not knowing what she was thinking about.

After a long time, she got up, put on the windbreaker, took her handbag and left the office.

The secretary quickly stood up, "Mr. Shen, where are you going?"

Shen Fanxing didn't stop at all, "I don't know, call me if you need anything."

The secretary froze for a moment, "...Oh."

After finding his car, Shen Fanxing sat in the driver's seat and stayed there for a long time.

She really didn't know where to go.

All she knew was that some things were waiting in the office, and it was impossible to make any progress.

I fumbled out my phone, planned to search something on the Internet, thought about it and then put it down.

Finally, I clicked on WeChat and looked at the only group chat on the interface - noble scum.

Scum...

She fixed her eyes and clicked on the group chat.

Shen Fanxing: [Is anyone there? ]

Yin Ruijue: [In! ]

Xu Han: [In! ]

Shang Qiqi: [Here! ]

Shang Qingmo: [In! ]

Lu Shaoqian: [In! ]

Li Tingshen: [Hmm]

Yin Ruijue: [Can the last one destroy the formation arbitrarily? ! ]

Li Tingshen: [I should not be the last. ]

...

After a few long seconds—

Li Tingshen: […]

Yin Ruijue: [Maybe Brother Bo is busy... But Li Tingshen, aren't you the most cold-hearted? How do you reply so quickly? What are you doing now? Why can't I see you? ]

Li Tingshen: [Miss Dad? ]

Yin Ruijue: [Grass! get out! Sister-in-law~~Is there something wrong? ]

Shen Fanxing looked at the content of the chat, raised the corners of his lips, and tapped the phone screen——

[x-on:李庭深, have you ever sneaked into a female star? ]

Yin Ruijue, Xu Han, Shang Qiqi... [Hahaha, do you want to be so explosive? ]

Li Tingshen: [What? Did you switch to being a paparazzi again? ]

Shen Fanxing: [No, I'm bored now, where do you suggest I go shopping? ]

Li Tingshen: [Your future husband's bed. ]

The corner of Shen Fanxing's mouth twitched, this stingy man took his revenge so quickly.

Not long after that, Li Tingshen sent another message——

[If you are bored, go to the film and television city to have a look, maybe you can catch a few newcomers with good potential. ]

Shen Fanxing's eyes paused, and suddenly remembered that Chu Yi had a cameo role today, after thinking about it, she replied with a thank you, and then drove away.

There is a large-scale film and television shooting base in Pingcheng. Shen Fanxing drove here. From the car, he saw a few people gathered at the door. They were different in height, fat and thin.

But most of them are young men and women with good looks and good figures.

They have no resources and no connections, so they can only start as extras here, and then get the "wisdom and knowledge" of the director or screenwriter, and then become a master.

There is also no shortage of ragged slobs and beggars waiting to grab a box lunch.

When Shen Fanxing got out of the car, disappointment flashed across the faces of everyone looking at her car with anticipation.

A woman, in the entertainment industry, must be submerged, and she doesn't look like a familiar famous movie star, so she really can't help them at all.

"Oh, I guess I squatted in vain again today."

"The noble person in my life, why don't you come?"

"It's really a pity just now, I didn't expect that woman to be the boss of Huatian Entertainment?"

Shen Fanxing frowned upon hearing this, the boss of Huatian Entertainment?

"Yeah, these days, there are female bigwigs in the entertainment industry, don't underestimate women. Isn't this another one? Show it well."

"Come on, how many women in the entertainment industry belong to big bosses? I'd better save my energy and wait for the boss of Huatian Entertainment to come out, and it's about time."

The young and beautiful woman just lazily glanced at Shen Fanxing who was not far away, and turned her head to the gate without even turning her eyes.

Inside the gate, several people came out.

Looking at the people surrounded by two people, Shen Fanxing couldn't help but sneer.

She said why Zhao Zimo and Liang Chenyi announced their marriage in such a high-profile way, and made such a big battle, so it turned out that she was the one who came.

"Boss Yuan, I hope you accept this script, even if you only read it once."

Walking to the door, the unkempt man who had been chasing up from behind said to Yuan Sichun panting lightly.

This man was dressed sloppily, looked haggard, and his shoulder-length hair was even more messy due to negligence.

Although he seemed to be begging for help, his voice was neither humble nor overbearing and full of confidence.

Impatientness flashed across Yuan Sichun's face, as if he was already annoyed by being entangled inside, looking at him helplessly, he couldn't help but put his hand under his nose, with an unconcealable disgust on his face.

The man who had been standing beside Yuan Sichun immediately said:

"Mr. Yuan, don't pay attention to him. This person is too good at stalking. He probably has a copy of the script in his hand, and all the directors in the film and television city have a copy. Isn't there still no news? If it is really good, can we wait until now? "

Yuan Sichun didn't intend to pay attention to this slovenly man, who looked dirty and smelly, what kind of script could he write?

But seeing so many people looking at her at the door, she pursed her lips tightly, holding her breath and refusing to breathe the unpleasant smell of the man, she reached out and took the script.

"I'll see."

The man smiled, said thank you, and stepped aside.

Yuan Sichun twitched the corners of his lips, and walked out under the protection of the security guards at the door.

The eyes of several people were like hungry wolves staring at meat, hoping to win the favor of this female boss.

The result was still disappointing.

Shen Fanxing stood not far away, blocked by a group of excited extras, Yuan Sichun didn't notice her, just walked all the way, stopped at the corner, and threw the script in his hand into the trash can standing there , and then lifted his foot to leave.

Shen Fanxing immediately frowned, and walked to the trash can just now. Inside was the lunch box where the extras had finished eating, and the leftovers were full of oily smell.

Without hesitation, she took out the script inside, and carefully patted off the leftover rice grains on the back, but the front was still as white as ever.

Although the man looked unkempt, she just saw that the script he was holding in his arms was brand new, and the white A4 paper was not dirty at all.

It can be seen how precious he is.

Creators' works are equivalent to their own children.

How cold-blooded and cruel is it that one's own child is thrown away and cast aside?

She is also a creator. In her early years, she felt that the perfume she designed with full confidence was thrown away and smashed by others. Even when everyone thought her own work was stolen, the kind of heart-wrenching pain and sadness are completely different. No one can understand.

Seeing her actions, everyone had different expressions.