Chapter 27:

The topics range from talking about dark cuisine to the impact of food on body shape, and finally turning to how attractive the food of the motherland is to foreigners when you are abroad.
"When I was working part-time outside school, I knew a lot of friends because I would cook hot pot, and now I still often contact," Ning Xi said helplessly. "Some of these friends have become successful people in the industry, but every time When I contacted me, I never forgot to mention hot pot cooking, which shows how charming our Chinese cuisine is. "
"Then you can ask them to come and play with us and make sure they can't eat." Zhao Ming boldly patted the table. "We can do everything in Dahua country, that's what we can't eat."
"Okay," Ningxi said with a smile, "At that time, I asked Zhao to be the East."
"Yes, yes, brother Zhao is East."
The other guests followed along to make the atmosphere very lively. At the end of the program recording, everyone had a feeling that they hadn't talked enough.
"The topics are endless, the time is limited, and the show is coming to an end," Zhao Ming said with a reluctant expression towards the camera. "According to past practice, we still have to give a special guest a minute today, otherwise how can it be called A special guest, right? "
The camera cuts to Ningxi, and Ningxi's expression that I heard everything: "I knew that the special guest who gave the red envelope to the program had no status, but I didn't expect it to be so statusless." She made an aggrieved expression. He tilted his head in front of the big close-up. "I hope everyone will support this show and strive to keep the ratings and clicks up and down. Then when I come back as a special guest, I do n’t need to send it. Brother Zhao gave the red envelope. "
"Hey, isn't it that you don't mention the red envelope? Besides, the director will deduct my salary," said Zhao Ming, reaching out to block the camera. "This is the time for today's special guest. Here are the guests. to sum up."
After the guests finished speaking, Zhao Ming said to the camera: "Thank you for watching this program, and also thank Ningxi for being able to do this special guest, for bringing us joy, thank you."
"Thank you, Brother Zhao, and the care of the show crew and guests." Ning Xi bowed slightly, and then waved goodbye to the camera. "Goodbye, viewers and friends."
After the festival catalog, Zhao Ming cheerfully told Ningxi Dao: "Ningxi, come back to our show as a guest next time."
"If Brother Zhao doesn't dislike it, it won't be a problem for me to be a permanent guest." Ning Xi responded with a smile.
"That's not okay. You responded so well on the spot. If you were a resident guest, the audience would still notice me." Zhao Ming waved his hands again and again. "It's good to come occasionally. Don't come often. I'm definitely disgusted when I come often."
Other guests saw Ningxi chatting with Zhao Ming. A few of the guests knew that Ningxi was now in the red. In order to discuss the topic of the blog, they took a photo with her and then posted it on Weibo.
Netizens saw several guests of "Happy Conversation" taking a photo with Ningxi, so they guessed that the special guest in the next issue should be Ningxi.
Some people are curious about the topic in the next issue, and some netizens have turned their guests' heads and replaced them with their own faces to pretend to be with the goddess. Some people even took out the photos of Ningxi and stored them in the computer.
Of course, there are also some Ningxi black fans who talked about the vases like Ningxi on Weibo, and they would definitely not let go of such a fun and funny talk show.
This kind of black powder is available to all artists, and fans are too lazy to argue with this black powder, so as to avoid hacking their own artists.
When Zhang Qingyun went to Ningxi's house, she saw that her hair was disheveled, no fat was applied, and she was wearing a large pajamas. He quickly closed the door and said, "I really should let those fans who call you goddess come to see you. appearance."
"I'm letting go of myself and alleviating the pressure on my heart. You, such old-fashioned men, won't understand," Ningxi yawned, washed the glass and poured water for Zhang Qingyun. "Don't you say that you should take a few days off, you? Why are you here again? "
"I have a few scripts here, you can take a look at them," Zhang Qingyun added, "this time all are the heroines or female No. 2, see if you are interested."
"Hmm." Ningxi nodded and opened the curtains of the living room. The sunlight outside came in, and the whole room suddenly became bright.
Zhang Qingyun looked at this room, and there were a lot of green plants, but he always felt that there was a lack of vitality in the room. Turning his head to look at Ningxi who lowered his head and drank water, "I'm here this time and I want to talk to you about something."
"What's the matter?" Ningxi lowered the cup, pinned her hair behind her ear, and looked at him with a smile.
Faced with this laugh, Zhang Qingyun hesitated before he said, "I heard that you had a dispute with the Chen family son in the crew?"
Chen Shaohua is also a well-known figure on the China Wealth List. Ningxi disputes with his son. If it spreads to the boss's ears, I am afraid it will be bad for Ningxi.
Ningxi knew that Zhang Qingyun couldn't hide it, and it was no surprise to see him asking. She lowered her eyelid slightly: "Well, there is such a thing."
"You guys ... used to know before?" Zhang Qingyun knew very well that the emotional quotient of Ningxi wouldn't give Chen family little face for no reason.
"I know, why don't I know," Ningxi said, and said, "Brother Zhang, rest assured, I won't make the company embarrassed."
"I didn't mean that," Zhang Qingyun frowned. "I just worry that it's not good for you."
Ning Xi smiled and shook his head: "Brother Zhang, remember what I said when I signed the contract with you?"
Zhang Qingyun's complexion changed slightly, and he said for a while: "You said you want money and name."
"Yeah, fame and wealth are good things." Ning Xi smiled lightly, "so you don't have to worry that I will not get through with popularity."
Zhang Qingyun's hand holding the cup trembled slightly. He coughed: "I recently heard the news that President Chang's intends to enter the entertainment industry and may invest in the entertainment industry in the near future. This is a good thing for our industry. There will be more resources in the future. "
Ning Xi nodded, and she reached out and grabbed a script casually. The title page of the script read the words "Three Rouges".
Zhang Qingyun glanced and talked about the general plot of the script: "This is a woman's play, and the script is well written. Borrowing rouge to talk about women, these three women are in different life backgrounds, have different personalities, and characterize It ’s full. But there is a big disadvantage. The concept of love in this play is too realistic and may not please female audiences. "
"Whoever says that female audiences only watch love scenes. This is your narrow understanding of women by men." Ning Xi rolled his eyes toward Zhang Qingyun. "Brother Zhang, you are too dangerous to think."
Zhang Qingyun: Whose thought is more dangerous? !!
"Then you look first. Recently, a company is going to ask you for endorsement. I will go back and check their product reputation." Zhang Qingyun knew very well that as a man, you should not argue with women, because you can never guess How powerful is eloquence when a woman is debating.
Out of the apartment where Ningxi lived, Zhang Qingyun received several phone calls from the media, all of whom wanted to come to interview Ningxi. After he declined, he turned around and went to the company.
As the owner of an entertainment company, Li Jianhui is not the first in his courage to use force, but in several large entertainment companies, he is definitely the most kind boss.
However, noble boss, when he heard that his own entertainers dared to control the second generation of the giants, they also had to secretly worry.
"Qing Yun, you came just right, I heard that the artist you brought seems to be a bit out of hand with Master Chen's?" Seeing Zhang Qingyun coming in, Li Jianhui beckoned to him, "I also know that some wealthy sons have done something, but Ningxi's temper is also a little bit rough. "
"Boss, I've asked Ningxi about this. It's really strange to talk about Ningxi's head." Zhang Qingyun didn't expect even the boss knew about it, and he didn't have time to think about who told it. "The son of the Chen family did not investigate this matter, and we all pretended not to know the cold treatment."
"Yeah." Li Jianhui sighed. "Now our entertainment industry seems to be developing fast. In fact, the competition is greater than before. We managed to bring out a female artist, but don't fold in."
It's not that he is too careful, but Jiu Ji's luck in training female artists is too bad.
"Oh!"
Li Jianhui's secretary came in, his voice a little excited, "Boss, Mr. Chang's president, Chang said he wanted to see you."
"Who are you talking about ?!" Li Jianhui jumped up from his chair suddenly, looking at the secretary like looking at a magpie who suddenly talked, "Say it again!"
"President Chang's ..."
"Then what are you still doing here, go and invite people over!" Li Jianhui dropped the pen in his hand. "Wait, I'll pick it up in person."
He walked out of the door in a frenzy, and then turned to the secretary and said, "Take out the pot of red robe I treasured, use the best cup to make tea, and go."
"Yes!" The secretary trot on the high heel, as if the ten-centimeter high heel did not exist at all.
Zhang Qingyun followed Li Jianhui and walked into the VIP lounge. He was always inside at this time. He was obviously sitting on a slightly rustic leather sofa casually, but it made people feel different. .
"Mr. Chang's presence at the company is really bright and prosperous." Li Jianhui shook his face with a bright smile and shook hands often, and then asked with a full face: "I don't know if Mr. Chang has recently come to ... "
"I just passed downstairs from your company, and I remembered that the artists I admired were also in this company, so I came up to take a look." He glanced down at Zhang Qingyun, with a reserved bow, "Mr. Zhang, we meet again."
"Hello Mr. Chang." Zhang Qingyun immediately remembered the embarrassing atmosphere that night and wondered if this Mr. Chang had heard what he said about Ningxi.
He always smiled slightly at him, and then said to Li Jianhui, "I am very sorry when I come here, I don't know if I have disturbed President Li."
"Do not disturb, do not disturb," Li Jianhui laughed, "I don't know who the artist Mr. Chang admires?"
Thinking that his company's more famous artists are all men, Li Jianhui felt that he couldn't look straight at the homecoming. No wonder they all said that this woman was not close to her. It turned out ...
"She is the artist Ning Xi brought by Mr. Zhang. When I went to the crew of the cast some time ago, I found her acting skills were very aura. I discovered that she was an artist under President Li." She always said this and smiled. "I happen to be interested in the entertainment industry recently, so I want to talk to President Li in this regard."
Li Jianhui wiped his face in shame. He felt that he needed a bag of decontamination powder, and his state of mind was too filthy.