good night warlord

Aunt Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized, the worry on her face turned into surprise, Uncle Fu also laughed like a flower, and reminded Aunt Zhou to ask again.

Aunt Zhou nodded understandingly, and knocked on the bathroom, no door:
"Young Mistress, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

In the bathroom, Gu Qingyi had already vomited cleanly and was pouring water to rinse her mouth. Hearing Aunt Zhou's suggestion outside the door, she hastily put down the cup:
"I'm fine. I caught a cold in the crew these few days, so I feel sick to my stomach."

Outside, Aunt Zhou was a little anxious when she heard this, because if the young mistress is really pregnant, she can’t take medicine casually. If the young mistress doesn’t pay attention, it will be troublesome to treat the pregnancy reaction as a stomach problem.

"What should I do? Do you want to notify Mr.?"

"Just let me know, if the young mistress is really pregnant, the husband will be very happy."

The two old partners discussed and unanimously decided to inform their husband of this guess.

But unexpectedly, my husband's answer was very calm:
"Yi Bao'er has already been checked at the hospital. It's not pregnancy, but a small stomach problem. That's why I ordered you to cook vegetarian dishes before I left today. Don't think too much about it."

The two old partners who had been happy for a while looked at each other in blank dismay, they really weren't pregnant...

The next day, Gu Qingyi was worried that Aunt Zhou would find out that she was broken at home, so she left the house early in the morning.

At night, Gu Qingyi arrived at Fengyaju.

Fengyaju is a well-known Chinese restaurant in Hancheng. The decoration style is full of ancient charms. The ancient decorations can be seen everywhere, making people feel as if they have traveled back to ancient times, and even their steps and breathing are much quieter.

This is the favorite place for business people in the Hancheng business district to discuss business. Because of the unique decoration style here, Gu Qingyi and her father have also been here twice.

Gu Qingyi knew that her father was particularly fond of this Chinese style because of her mother's love of painting. She also invited Director Du to come here today, and hoped that she could talk to him calmly about the next arrangements.

It was still early, Gu Qingyi poured himself a glass of warm water, and looked at the furnishings in the private room.

Gu Qingyi arranged for a violinist, the elegant zither sounded like a clear stream in the mountains, making people feel relaxed and comfortable.

When Director Du came, his complexion was a little bad. Gu Qing thought it was strange, Director Du's face was not serious, but he didn't look like Director Du.

Gu Qingyi got up and asked Director Du to sit down. There was an ebony coffee table between the two of them. On the small stove next to it, the water in the small teapot already had fish eyes. Gu Qingyi cleaned her hands gracefully and skillfully, warmed the cup,... Tea, divided the tea, and then handed a cup to Director Du:

"It's still early for dinner, Director Du, this is Fengyaju's secret tea, you can try it."

Du Qilin originally came here with some sullen emotions, but the strange thing is that after Gu Qingyi's elegant tea ceremony, his mood calmed down a lot along with the fragrance of tea and the sound of the piano.

"I didn't expect you to know how to dance, play games, and tea art."

Du Qilin's words are not ironic, he has met many rich people, and he is one of them, but Du Qilin has never seen a rich girl who can learn tea art so well at a young age.

"Let Director Du laugh."

Gu Qingyi's modesty and attitude benefited Du Qilin a lot. After he smelled the fragrance, he took a sip carefully. After the fragrance of the tea lingered on his lips and teeth, he opened his eyes and saw Gu Qingyi sitting upright. He said in doubt:

"Why don't you drink it yourself?"

With a soft smile on Gu Qingyi's face, her eyes are quiet:

"Director Du, my refusal to drink tea has something to do with what I'm going to explain to you today. I hope you won't be angry after hearing this."

Du Qilin put down his teacup lightly, raised his eyebrows, his tenacity was still serious:

"Oh? You left the crew for no reason, and I couldn't find you for three days, and I couldn't get through the phone. What reason do you think can convince me not to be angry?"

Gu Qingyi unfolded a B-ultrasound list and pushed it in front of Director Du.

Du Qilin only took one look, surprised in his eyes:

"yours?"

Gu Qingyi nodded, confirming that Director Du had seen it clearly, and then took back the checklist:
"It's unavoidable to disappear for three days, and I ask Director Du to forgive me."

While talking, Gu Qingyi poured another cup of tea for Director Du.

The seriousness on Du Qilin's face became even tighter, and his gesture of drinking tea this time was a bit rough:
"What about "Looking for the Dragon"?"

Director Du looked at her intently: "I've been preparing the script for this movie for two years, because Gu Qingya had to remake it, and the beginning of the filming had to be reshot, and now you... are you planning to give up on this movie?"

"I won't give up, Director Du, don't worry, but I probably won't participate in the show again.

The crew was originally planning to reshoot. If I quit now, the crew will not lose much.

Director Du, I came here this time to recommend a good actor to you. Her name is Mo Nanzhi, and she is my good friend. "

Gu Qingyi took out a photo from the bag again, it was Zhizhi's, and handed it to Du Qilin...

In the face of force majeure, Du Qilin accepted Gu Qingyi's withdrawal, but whether Mo Nanzhi could be selected, Du Qilin still had to see the other party's acting skills.

Gu Qingyi never thought that she could use money to persuade Director Du to choose Zhizhi without principle, but it was an opportunity anyway, and she would not let go if she could fight for Zhizhi.

Fertilizer water does not flow into the fields of outsiders.

The matter was almost finished, so Gu Qingyi got up and went outside to ask the waiter to remove the tea table, so that the food could be served.

What should be explained has been negotiated, and the mood of eating is much better!Gu Qingyi couldn't help talking about some of her own opinions:

"Now the audience has matured, and everyone's tolerance for bad movies is not as good as before. Although the joining of superstars can guarantee the box office, the integrity of the movie's story, the drama of the plot design, and the expression of special effects in the later stage all play a crucial role. The important role is indispensable.”

Du Qilin nodded:
"That's right, it's just about special effects in post-production, we are still inferior to foreign countries."

"It's not that we are inferior to others, Director Du, don't forget, hasn't FY Group moved to Hancheng? Their company's business includes special effects. I can contact them..."

During the dinner, although Gu Qingyi didn't move his chopsticks much, the two still chatted happily. Du Qilin originally came here full of anger, but when he left, he was very happy. He even expressed regret for Gu Qingyi's early withdrawal, saying that if she It's not that if you marry so early, you will definitely become a first-line superstar in the entertainment industry.

After sending Director Du off, Gu Qingyi went to the front desk to pay the bill.

"Yi Baoer? Are you eating here today?"

Gu Qingyi was quite surprised when she heard her father's voice, she didn't expect such a coincidence.

Turning around, she saw that her father was not alone, and there were several friends from the mall, one of whom she still knew was Fu Chengbin, the newly appointed executive president of the Fu family.

Gu Qingyi felt a little strange, his father's ambition was not strong, he had Yan's company to rely on during the war, he had always been relatively Buddhist in the industry, and there were very few dinners and drinks, why did he have dinner with so many people from the business world today?
"I just met Director Du, Dad, are you going to talk about business tonight?"