Chapter 385 Zhuo Wei, he knows nothing

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

Chapter 385 Zhuo Wei, he knows nothing

Han Qiao is not a good person. He will take revenge and has no bottom line. There are a hundred ways to disgust Chen Kaige. He chose the roughest and simplest one, and asked Chen Hong for dinner.

The afternoon with sunshine.

Han Qiao glanced at the locker room and felt guilty: "Sister, hello, it's me, Xiao Han."

On the phone, Chen Hong was very polite and said with a smile: "Director Han, good afternoon."

After greetings, Chen Hong switched naturally and said apologetically: "Director Han, Old Chen is a little too much recently. He is like this, so don't take it to heart."

"Sister, I'm not happy if you say that." Han Qiao said seriously: "Brother Chen is a big artist. He criticized me. That must be something I have done well."

"It is my honor to be a master, and it is my honor to be able to learn from Brother Chen."

"Han..."

Chen Hong was stunned. Han Qiao's attitude was so slutty that she was spitting on her face. She had a high emotional intelligence and sincere attitude, and said softly: "Director Han, you are joking. You are the most talented young directors in China now."

"Old Chen is outspoken. Don't take any offense to heart."

What kind of virtue is Brother Chen Kai? He has such a virtuous wife!

"Sister, Brother Chen has achieved his current achievements." Han Qiao sincerely praised: "I can't live without a virtuous wife like my sister."

After Chen Hong and Chen Kaige got married, they retreated behind the scenes and their identity labels were: "Cheng Kaige's wife."

No woman can stand being a vassal.

Han Qiao's words made Chen Hong feel relieved and he joked: "Director Han is so talented, what kind of wife do you want?"

The two were playing a maneuver.

Chen Hong was much harder than Chen Kai. Seeing that the time was about the same, Han Qiao pretended to be upset: "Sister, because I did something bad, Brother Chen misunderstood me. I want to invite my sister to have a meal with Brother Chen to express my apology."

Of course, Brother Chen Kai would not agree.

Chen Hong was about to speak on the phone.

Han Qiao immediately interrupted and added weight: "Sister, Brother Chen criticized me in the newspaper. I have made a lot of money. Please give me this opportunity."

“Express my gratitude.”

"Director Han." Chen Hong's voice was embarrassed. She knew in her heart that it was not easy for Brother Chen to attack Han Qiao and Han Qiao was willing to apologize.

If you refuse, there is no room for maneuver.

Han Qiao has a special identity. After all, she is a big shot in the Beijing circle. It is not worth the loss to offend Han Qiao. She said easily: "Xiaoqiao, Old Chen has been busy with movies these days and can't get rid of himself. Otherwise, will you make arrangements for this?"

"That's it." Han Qiao did not express his opinion and agreed happily, and Chen Hong could not help but look down on him.

The phone was silent and the atmosphere was dull.

After a few seconds, Han Qiao said relaxedly: "Sister, I'll do it. After all, I'll have to trouble me and Brother Chen to explain it to me."

This meal was not apologized by Chen Hong, and no one liked to apologize. Han Qiao said it was "Thank you Chen Hong".

and.

He had a small request, that was, Chen Hong went to the banquet, and was to apologize to Brother Chen Kai.

Chen Hong could not refuse.

On the phone.

Chen Hong couldn't wait to say: "No problem."

Hang up the phone.

Han Qiao smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Chen Kaige’s three life hobbies, calligraphy, movies, Chen Hong…

The movie Lao Chen is going to Waterloo, and Chen Hong, I hope Lao Chen likes this gift!

"Little Bridge..."

The sun is shining.

Gao Yuanyuan has long hair shawls and tidys her skirt with her hands. The white skirt is a gift from Han Qiao to her. She is a simple dress with a ribbon tied with a waistline.

He poses and asks, "Is this good-looking?"

"Of course it looks good." Han Xiaogou naturally hugged his wife's waist with his hands, and his chin rested on Gao Yuanyuan's shoulders, and outputted wildly: "The lace design of this neckline is too in line with Sister Yuanyuan's style, and the color is too good for Sister Yuanyuan's skin color."

Simply put, it looks good, that's too perfunctory.

The girl didn't feel valued at all, and Han Lie Dog pretended to be emotional: "The best one is this ribbon, which makes her waist look slender."

Gao Yuanyuan's lips raised slightly, and she was coquettish: "You have such a sweet mouth? Have you eaten honey in the morning?"

In the makeup mirror.

The two hugged each other, and Han Qiao's voice was gentle: "Of course, Sister Yuanyuan is born beautiful and looks good no matter how she wears it."

Han Qiao said regretfully, "But?"

"But what." Gao Yuanyuan held the hem of her skirt with both hands, frowned, and was a little unhappy: "I just said I'm fat, my legs are thicker, and my waist is thicker."

"Of course not."

"What's wrong?" Gao Yuanyuan hooked Han Qiao with her hands, looking forward to her eyes: "You said, how good-looking?"

Han Qiao sighed in his heart.

Gao Yuanyuan is a "goddess" after all, and she is so unconfident. Han Qiao hugged her slender waist with her hands and said with a silly smile: "Sister Yuanyuan, of course, it's the best to look if she doesn't wear it."

"What a pity." Han Qiao pretended to be regretful: "No one can see it, I can only see it."

"Virtue."

Gao Yuanyuan's lips raised, she liked the feeling of living a small life between the two of them.

I was tired for a long time.

The two of them packed up and took advantage of the sunshine to go out for a trip.

There are many parks in Yanjing, but the most unforgettable thing is that the Summer Palace and Xiangshan in the western suburbs are mostly avoided.

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Xiangshan was the emperor's palace, a palace for hunting and cooling off.

October is the most beautiful season in Xiangshan. There are all the red mountains and forests.

August.

Xiangshan has nothing to do with it.

The two of them came from the western foot of the mountain. There was a "glazed tower" on the hillside of the western foot of the mountain, which was built during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

Gao Yuanyuan is in a good mood.

She and Han Qiao came to Xishan. At that time, both of them were tacit, so they would wander around Yanjing when they had time.

This year, Han Qiao was too busy and she was too busy.

The two of them have not been so leisurely and elegantly for a long time.

Under the glazed tower.

There is a red-leaf tree in the remote place of the back tower. At this time, the leaves are green ink.

Gao Yuanyuan led Han Qiao to run over, regardless of the dirt and digging hard.

After a while.

When the stick touched the hard glass, she looked excited and turned around and shouted: "Little Bridge, come and see, it's still there."

"Yes." Han Qiao was speechless. He ran over and digged out the glass bottle, pretending to be moved: "After so long, no one has noticed it."

"It means I'm burying it well."

"That's not what I've digged."

Literary young woman.

Tsk tsk...

Han Gou still has a conscience, and this kind of glass bottle was only buried with Gao Yuanyuan.

A certain actor's black stone heart is too cheap.

Gao Yuanyuan looked at the glass bottle, which contained notes. She and Hanqiao buried 6 such glass bottles nationwide, counting: "Yanjing, Changsha, Hengdian, Shenghai, Yunnan, Chongqing..."

"Let's go to Qingdao next time."

"Okay." Han Qiao coaxed his girlfriend: "Go to Hainan, too, bury it at the end of the world."

"It's not bad." Gao Yuanyuan looked forward to the fact that if there were such glass bottles everywhere in the country, then there was evidence that Han Qiao loved her everywhere.

"What the hell are you writing?"
To be continued...