When the sun crept lazily on the window and projected onto Su Nan's face through the gap, the shadows on the curtain fell on the ground layer by layer.
Su Nan's hangover head is still a little groggy and not very sober.
She opened her eyes lazily, rubbed them, and soon adapted to the bright sunshine.
Bright morning, warm room.
But then her eyes widened with rigidity.
She drank too much, and then?
No memory?
It seems that the wine has great staying power. I've always had a good drink. How can I get drunk?
Look down, the clothes are still yesterday's clothes, just a little messy.
Suddenly, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that after she drank too much yesterday, she knew that she would go back to her room to have a rest!
Thinking of it, she went to wash in a daze and took a bath by the way.
Half an hour later.
She came out.
The cell phone suddenly rang.
She walked over and saw the call. It was Duyan.
"In the early morning, President Du is going to report to me or arrange work?"
"Miss Su, Mr. Su, what else are you talking about? Mr. Fu drove sang Yi and Liu Chengcheng away. Who should we fill the vacancies for these two people?"
A word fell on her head like a boulder, but she didn't react.
"Ah? Why?"
"I... how do I know? Why don't you go and ask Mr. Fu for his wise decision?" Duyan hesitated.
He could vaguely perceive that it might have something to do with the knock on the door last night, but how he thought about it, it wouldn't be
Su Nan hangs up the phone, changes clothes and goes directly to fuyechuan.
Did he know that the two women knocked on the door last night for fear of affecting his reputation?
Oh, hypocrisy!
On the same floor, fuyechuan's room is at the end of the corridor.
It's too quiet today.
Before she knocked, the people inside opened the door.
Su Nan raised her eyebrows and resumed her former coolness.
"Good morning, chenzhu."
Chen Mian smiled. "Is Miss Su feeling unwell?"
Su Nan was surprised that he asked, "no......"
He breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. Mr. Fu is waiting for you inside..."
Su Nan nodded, her doubts deepened.
Well, why did Chen Mian greet her body?
But then she forgot that she came to fuyechuan to ask for clarification.
Why is Fu YeChuan so domineering and powerful that he drives away the actors casually, thinking that this is his Fu group?
Several pictures flashed through Su Nan's mind, showing sang Yi and Liu Chengcheng knocking at the door in sexy pajamas.
Because of this?
What a pretentious man!
A series of work of variety show must be adjusted because of his decision. It doesn't matter if his investment is lost. The key is to delay Leng Lin's business!
Su Nan walked over and knocked at the door with a cold look.
"Enter."
A simple word is his style.
Su Nan went in speechless. Before he saw anyone, he asked him politely:
"Mr. Fu drove sang Yi and Liu Chengcheng away casually. How did they offend Mr. Fu?"
The next second, she saw Fu YeChuan sitting there on the sofa, wearing a black shirt and trousers, looking handsome and indifferent, which made Su Nan a little stunned.
Then she frowned, because she saw a woman with blood stains kneeling on the ground not far away.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the room condenses and deadlocks.
Her face changed and she didn't expect to see this.
When the woman saw that it was her, her hoarse voice gained strength again. She quickly climbed over crying, hung her head, and stuck her chest to the ground. She wanted to exchange the most humble gesture for the forgiveness of the person in front of her.
Her hands were already purple, twisted in an abnormal posture, and hung limply in pain, as if out of control