An Jing pointed at that, but before she could say anything, Ge Zijie had already consciously took the coat from her hand, and nodded, "I'll just watch here, let's go."

"Mo Yan." An Jing stopped the person who was going to get in the car, struggled and said to her seriously: "Thank you."

"According to this, this is the first time you called my name." Mo Yan raised the corners of his mouth, smiling sincerely, "If you treat me as a friend, you don't need to say thank you to me."

"That……"

"Give me a signed album." Mo Yan interrupted her, tilted his head and said with a smile: "The pre-sale is too hot and I didn't grab it. It's not too much to rely on your relationship to go through the back door."

"Okay! You can take as many as you want."

"Just one, I want your autograph. If I add a sentence or two of 'sincere confession', I will be happier."

"I will order someone to deliver the album to your office when the album is changed." Ge Zijie, who had become impatient after waiting for too long, walked up and put his arm around An Jing's shoulders, "But I'm sorry, we don't have the version that Director Mo wants. .”

"Hehehe, Director Ge is still so incapable of taking jokes." Mo Jian leaned over and tapped with his hand on the roof of the car.

After saying goodbye to Mo Yan, An Jing and Ge Zijie got into the car alone.

"Now can you tell me what exactly you said to my cousin, and what conditions did you agree to him?" An Jing finally asked the question she had been holding back all the way.

"Give him what he wants."

"Ge Zijie, are you stupid! So much money—"

"Shh." Ge Zijie frowned and tapped An Jing's lips, "As an artist, pay attention to civilized language and maintain a good image."

"...Don't avoid the topic."

"I'll take you to collect the debt tomorrow." Ge Zijie gracefully unbuttoned the top section of his shirt, looked sideways at her, and asked, "Is this okay?"

An Jing knew that Ge Zijie must have plans in the future, and no one could understand this woman's flawed personality better than her, but no matter how much she asked and acted coquettishly this night, she couldn't pry it out of Ge Zijie's tightly closed mouth. one word.

It was almost evening the next day when Ge Zijie picked up An Jing. Sitting in the car, An Jing had a vague premonition in her heart. She didn't ask where she was going again. She knew that this should be what Ge Zijie called "to collect debts". .

The driver stopped at the entrance of a hotel, An Jing got out of the car, and saw the LED display screen on the top of the hotel scrolling and displaying the words xx class xx class reunion.

Entering the gate, the decoration of the hotel is not bad, at least An Jing has never been to such a place before becoming an artist.

"Follow me." Ge Zijie took out a mask and hat from his pocket, and wrapped An Jing's face tightly. Occasionally, a few well-dressed diners passing by would cast strange glances, and Ge Zijie would stare back coldly. .

Ge Zijie led An Jing without stopping, followed the sign given by the hotel, and walked directly to the hall where the classmate reunion was being held.

"Stand here."

The two found a thick pillar and hid behind them side by side. An Jing pulled down her sunglasses to see the face of the person sitting inside.

"Hey, Yang Cheng, why don't you bring your star sister over to let her know you?"

"Yeah, who doesn't know that you have a big star in your family, who can make a lot of money. Your mother probably doesn't have to be so tired now. You are so generous that you can invite the whole class to dinner in this kind of hotel."

"Yeah, and this outfit, I saw the car you were driving just now, yo! It's not cheap."

An Jing's eyes froze, and she recognized that the center surrounded by the crowd was her cousin, Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng was dressed in a head-to-toe suit, with a decent tie around his neck, and a greasy smile, "Forget it, she can look a little better with makeup on stage, but she's too ugly to look in private after removing makeup. After living in my house for so many years, I still don't know what she looks like."

"Then at least it will make a lot of money for your family."

"This is what she owes our family. Seeing that you seldom surf the Internet like this, you were still discussing the matter of her being ungrateful and earning money, then leaving our family and leaving." Yang Cheng coughed, "But Fortunately, she still has some conscience left, so she gave some compensation in the end, so I just let the adults forget the villain's faults and don't care about her, so I made a big deal about it."

"I can't see it. I think that little girl is very cute and soft-spoken. Can she do such a thing?"

Yang Cheng winked, "Then you don't know, the entertainment circle is deep."

"Oh... ahahahahaha, you still know better."

"How much did you give him?" An Jing slammed her hand on the pillar, no one can maintain a stable mind under such a false accusation.

Ge Zijie stared at Yang Cheng who was smiling during the banquet, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "The amount is enough for him to pay a terrible price."

Yang Cheng originally thought that 100 million yuan was already a big mouth for An Jing, but he didn't expect that in the end, the director of AW personally resolved the matter. At first, he thought that the other party would come up and bargained for the price, but he didn't expect Ge Zijie But unexpectedly generous, he doubled the compensation, and only said that he needs to shoot an apology video according to the company's requirements.

For Yang Cheng, money is of course more important than face, so no matter what manuscript AW gives, he obediently reads it, and if he turns off his mobile phone, he will treat it as nothing if he turns off his mobile phone, and he can be at ease with the money.

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