Too messy.

Rong Yi threw his phone aside, and his thoughts were completely stagnant.

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When Chu Qiqi finally got free and had time to browse Weibo, she saw Zheng Yiming's Weibo and the hot searches such as (Rong Movie King slapped Zheng Yiming in the face).

She was slightly stunned, exited her scribe and logged on to the [Qi Qiv] account.

"Dingdong", "Dingdong", "Dingdong"...

The system prompted the sound many times, and almost made Chu Qiqi's mobile phone jammed. She clicked on the private message and made a random stroke. Red dots and black regular script fonts on the front formed a huge public opinion.

She clicked one or two casually, and there was no doubt that it was all insults or something. She glanced at it and ignored it without saying a word.

After exiting the Weibo interface, Chu Qiqi called Zheng Yiming directly.

"Hey? Hello, who are you?" Zheng Yiming's voice was a little weak, hoarse and deep, as if it was the sequelae of indulgence in smoking and drinking.

"I am Qi Qi." Chu Qiqi stood in the apartment, the night was drooping, and the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window had long turned into beautiful neon lights of the city. "Director Zheng, what did the crew have?"

Chu Qiqi's words were too straightforward, which made Zheng Yiming's confused head unable to react. He was silent for a long time before answering: "That... Qi Qi, it's not a big deal, it's just... Rong Yi said he would not act anymore and was planning to withdraw his investment, I..."

He couldn't continue to say anything.

He was frustrated.

Rong Yi personally came to him and said he wanted to play Lin Rushi, and he spent 100 million yuan. He was so happy at that time that he wanted to celebrate together immediately to let everyone know that King Rong's TV show was still his!

However, he is the one who broke the contract and withdraws the investment now.

Before they could sign the contract, Rong Yi ran away and he had nowhere to say anything.

"When did it happen?" Chu Qiqi was very calm.

"It's the night you auditioned."

Zheng Yiming lay on the sand, with the heavy curtains pulled, and there was no light at all. He took a can of beer from the ground based on his memory and opened it. After the sound of "puff" bubbles, he suddenly fed two mouthfuls.

Chu Qiqi was silent for two seconds: "What happened to Director Zheng's Weibo at noon the next day?"

"Weibo?" Zheng Yiming was confused, "I don't have Weibo."

As soon as he received a call from Assistant Rong Yi, he was completely confused. He was still in a Weibo post. He had been isolated from the outside world for several days. OK?

"Director Zheng, please take a look." Chu Qiqi sighed lightly and prepared to hang up the phone.

"Wait, Qi Qi, you won't have to stop the show, right?" Zheng Yiming asked hurriedly on the phone.

Chu Qiqi paused, and just as he was about to speak, a "beep" sound came from his ear. She lowered her eyes slightly and smiled silently.

"Ahhhhh--" Zheng Yiming jumped up from the sand and kept circling around the place, "What a broken phone!! It turned off at such a critical moment!"

"Ahhhh! I'm so angry!!" Zheng Yiming raised the phone in his hand and was about to throw it out, and hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he turned on the light in the dark. The dazzling light made the mess in the room disappear. However, he ignored it and searched through the boxes and cabinets to find the charger and charge the phone.

The o% interface lights up.

Director Zheng Yiming squatted beside the socket, staring at the charging interface with his eyes tightly, until the number above finally jumped to 1, and he immediately turned on the computer.

A text message.

[Qi Qi: Director Zheng, I will not stop the show. In addition, if Rong Yi is sure to withdraw the investment and not shoot, I will invest.]

In a very short sentence, you can see that the master is full of character, arrogant and proud, and the absolute confidence that he dares to express only by controlling his own right to speak in his life.

He was stunned for a moment, ecstatic, and replied several "goods" in succession, almost forgot to log in to Weibo.

When he climbed up and saw that Zheng Yiming was almost crying by himself.

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