Wang Xiaolei was very good at this kind of thing, and asked with a smile: "By the way, where will you stay when you come to promote this time? Have you made arrangements?"

Zhou Xingxing was slightly startled.

A little surprised.

I wonder what happened to Mr. Wang today?

These days, when promoting movies in the capital, how can we avoid Huayi? Xinghui Company has no business in the capital and few acquaintances. This time, the promotion of "Yangtze River No. 7" was done by Huayi's advertising company. Eat and drink

Accommodation and transportation are also arranged by Huayi's marketing department.

Zhou Xingxing only thought that he was a noble man who forgot things, so he explained: "It's been arranged, and it's here."

Wang Xiaolei smiled and said: "In the guest room upstairs? That's okay. You can go directly upstairs to rest after the cocktail party. Well, it's quite convenient."

On the other side, Zhang Yuqi's eyes flashed, as if a gold digger had discovered a gold mine, her eyes never leaving Boss Zhou.

Zhou Buqi had to exercise a lot of restraint, and his eyes wandered back and forth on her delicate face, white neck and graceful figure.

Wang Xiaolei said: "Master Xing, Xiaogang is over there, let's go over and meet. Didn't you have some misunderstanding? It'll be fine if it's resolved. Let's go."

Zhou Xingxing was a little embarrassed, but he accepted it. He was okay at making movies, but not very good at this kind of situation.

Wang Xiaolei turned around and said with a smile: "Miss Yuqi, please chat with Mr. Zhou for a while longer, and you don't need to attend tonight's event. Mr. Zhou is a big boss on the Forbes rich list, and his influence in the country is incredible.

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Zhang Yuqi pursed her lips and said calmly: "Okay, I will accompany Mr. Zhou well."

The next moment, Wang Xiaolei left with several people.

This space was left to Zhou Buqi and Zhang Yuqi, and the matchmaking drama was very obvious.

After Zhang Yuqi signed a contract with Xinghui Company, she also filmed a few movies in the Hong Kong government. She saw all kinds of tricks in the entertainment industry and immediately understood. She pulled her hair around her ears and said, "Mr. Zhou is not doing this."

Is it from the Internet? Why does it have anything to do with the entertainment industry?"

Zhou Buqi smiled and said: "I am a shareholder of Huayi, and I have also invested in a film and television company called Jieyu Media. Have you heard of it?"

"Yes, I've heard of it." Zhang Yuqi said with a joking look, "I heard that Jieyu Media only signs female artists, not male actors."

Zhou Buqi's expression was calm, "Really? Maybe..."

Zhang Yuqi pursed her lips and said, "I thought Mr. Zhou liked to deal with actresses."

Zhou Buqi frowned, feeling that he was talking about this kind of thing when they were unfamiliar with each other for the first time. He didn't know whether this Miss Zhang had low emotional intelligence or a straightforward personality, so he simply said: "There are too many people here, you booked a room upstairs.

?”

"Yes, the company ordered it."

"Would you like to go to your room and have a chat?"

"Mr. Zhou wants to pick me up?"

Zhang Yuqi stared straight at him with a smile on her lips.

Zhou Buqi's heart was slightly shaken, but he naturally refused to admit defeat and said with a smile: "That's what I meant. I saw you just now when I was far away and fell in love with you. You have a really good figure. What are your measurements?"

"35d,24,35."

"Where's the weight?"

"98 pounds."

"Well, it's pretty good." Zhou Buqi nodded and looked up and down her figure appreciatively, "Let's go upstairs, do you want to show me some face?"

Zhang Yuqi said simply and neatly, "Here."

Then, the two of them left the reception venue one after another and met in the elevator. Zhou Buqi stretched out his hand and naturally hugged her waist.

Zhang Yuqi asked: "Does Mr. Zhou stay here at night?"

Zhou Buqi shook his head, "No, I want to go home."

"My girlfriend is waiting at home?"

"right."

"Oh." Zhang Yuqi nodded matter-of-factly, and said sweetly: "That's right, Mr. Zhou is very family-oriented."

Zhou Buqi said: "This is the responsibility and obligation that a good man must have."

"Hehe, yes."

Zhang Yuqi's smile was very forced and unnatural.

On the 16th floor, in the corridor, Zhang Yuqi whispered: "Mr. Zhou, do you want to keep me?"

Zhou Buqi was stunned for a moment, "Ah? Why do you say that?"

Zhang Yuqi said: "In the past year or so, I have worked on three dramas in the Hong Kong government, and I have met a lot of people, including investors, producers, directors, assistant directors, screenwriters, set management and so on, all the time.

There are more than a dozen people who want to be my godfather."

Zhou Buqi shook his head, "We are the same age, so let's forget it."

A flash of suspicion flashed between Zhang Yuqi's eyebrows, but she didn't say anything more.

I booked a regular suite.

But no room card!

Zhou Buqi was almost mad to death and wished he could give this careless and silly girl two slaps!

What are you doing here without a room card?

Zhang Yuqi was a little embarrassed and said coquettishly: "The skirt I'm wearing can't hold anything. Maybe the room key is with the staff. There is a bathroom over there, why don't you go there?"

"hiss!"

Zhou Buqi took a deep breath.

Can play!

Really know how to play.

I looked around a few times and found that there was no one there. Moreover, when guests go to the restroom, they usually go back to their guest rooms. Such public restrooms are reserved for hotel staff and there are usually not many people.

"Okay, that's all it can do!"

Boss Zhou had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and go to the bathroom at a certain risk.

…

Zhou Buqi is okay, at least he can see people.

It's hard to attend a cocktail party because my expensive trousers are all stained. But if I sneak away secretly, it won't be a big problem.

Zhang Yuqi is not good anymore. The dress is wrinkled, dirty and messy, and the collar is torn. She is not good anymore. Her face is red, her hair is messy, she is limp and has no strength, she just wants to go back to her room and lie down on the bed to sleep.

One sleep.

But, there is no room card!

Very fucked!

Zhou Buqi learned his lesson and felt that if he goes out to participate in similar occasions in the future, he must have an assistant with him, such as Ning Yaxian, Wang Yaojin, or Feng Muer.

Some things need to be done by reliable people.

Zhou Buqi had no choice but to call Wang Xiaolei and tell him to arrange for someone to go to the front desk to find the waiter and open the door. Miss Zhang Yuqi was a little tired and wanted to go back to her room to rest.

Wang Xiaolei understood it as soon as he heard it, and thought to himself that something was wrong, so he forgot about it!

This is not a thoughtful arrangement!

He lowered his voice and asked: "Mr. Zhou, where are you now?"

Zhou Buqi said: "The public restroom on the 16th floor."

"Zhang Yuqi is here too?"

"right."

"This is too risky, Mr. Zhou, don't worry about her and come downstairs immediately."

"Um?"

Zhou Buqi was slightly startled.

I had promised this little king, what bad idea could I have? I had just finished enjoying myself, and I had tormented the girl so much that my dress was ruined and I couldn’t even stand. Then I unplugged the ruthless and directly

Withdrawn? What kind of scum will this become?

Wang Xiaolei said: "I have arranged for my assistant to go upstairs. You don't have to worry about the rest. Leave immediately. Be careful not to be seen. The hotel staff nowadays are not reliable either."

Zhou Buqi took a deep breath and felt that he really had a specialization in the art industry. Compared with other people's majors, he was still far behind! It makes sense, it makes so much sense!

Then, he hung up the phone, tidied his clothes briefly, and left the scene.

Zhang Yuqi was so angry that she cursed in her heart: "Asshole! Scumbag! You hurt your aunt like this, and then you pat your butt and leave after feeling happy. Shameless! You bastard!"

When Zhou Buqi went downstairs, the elevator stopped for a moment on the 8th floor, and then Wang Xiaolei appeared.
To be continued...