Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

Nodding, her curiosity arose, "What's going on?" She pushed Ji Mo, who was preoccupied with eating melon seeds.

Ji Mo drank for a long time, put the peeled sunflower seeds in the palm of his hand, and poured them into his mouth. "I designed that office and gave it to my brother as a birthday present."

so what?

"Have you ever seen his home? It's such a big place with nothing. That's his style. So, I specially built a very complicated and luxurious office for him." Jimo added proudly, "

The best thing is the pure white shag carpet, which is completely inconsistent with the overall style. My brother, who suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder, must be suffering from severe pain when he goes to work every day."

Gu Wanwan suddenly realized that the reason why his boss had a stinking face and was always ready to punish his subordinates was because he was stabbed in the back by his younger brother and vented his anger on everyone!

But an adult like Ji Mo was so happy just for a prank that he was no better than his brother who was a "severe obsessive-compulsive disorder patient". After a few words of curse, she waved her hands and planned to go back to sleep.

"Hey, wait, I have something to tell you!" Ji Mo seemed to suddenly remember something and dropped the PSP he just picked up.

"What's wrong?" She yawned.

"Can you highlight my specialties at the party?" Jimo was very interested.

"What's your specialty?" Wanwan yawned again. She was sleepy. "Making up lies? Playing pranks? Lying to girls?" She asked drowsily, rubbing her eyes.

Ji Mo clicked his tongue twice in disapproval, waving his fingers gracefully in front of his eyes.

"Ah, magic!" She came to her senses and fell into the sofa. "Okay, this idea is quite cool. What magic do you want to do?"

"How about human body cutting? Or swallowing a chainsaw?" Wanwan's eyes opened wider and wider as he spoke, "Or how about catching bullets, like Keanu Reeves in The Matrix, wearing a black suit and long cape?

," Jimo said as he slowly leaned back, trying to imitate Keanu's way of leaning back ninety degrees and dodging bullets in slow motion, "But I want to play an upgraded version, not only dodging bullets, but catching them.

Two people faced each other twenty meters, pulled the trigger at the same time, and then..."

"What's that?" Wanwan jumped up from the sofa and ran towards the door like a rabbit, "Cuckoo Chicken is still at home leaving the door open for me. It will be worried if I go back too late, so let's go first!"

If you play with such heavy taste during Chinese New Year, you will be despised by all the people in C City!

"Don't leave, don't leave. I have other ideas. How about escaping from the water tank full of piranhas? Or you can just step on the blade with bare feet." Jimo shouted, and at the same time wanted to reach out and pull him away.

He tried to hold her back, but because his body was tilted back and he couldn't control his balance, he fell to the ground. He didn't rush to get up. He just kept raising his voice to try to hold her back, "At most, I'll perform a chest-breaking performance without wearing a shirt! Any more will be fine."

It’s no longer possible, I have moral integrity, eh, let’s discuss it again, I can actually take it off again, save it!”

Gu Wan covered her ears and ran away. She was completely defeated by this demon king.

But something unexpected happens, and people have misfortunes and misfortunes. She often walks by the river, and she, a chivalrous lady known as the Little White Dragon with a Jade Face, finally got her shoes wet - she hit a wall.

Wuwuwu, it hurts so much. She covered her nose and shed a line of sad tears. This wall is so hard!

"Keep your head up when you walk, sister." The wall pushed her away.

Hey, how can the wall talk?

Through the hazy tears, she looked up at the walking figure, wearing a gray vest, old trousers, and long blond hair... Oh, it was Jiang Ling. He had just come out from... the direction of the training room. Gu Wanwan was swaying.

I sniffed, and there was a faint smell of sweat in the air.

Such hard work, she immediately transformed into a manager who is proud and proud to have such an artist under her, with her chest raised and her head raised, her eyes full of joy.

But can training really make the chest muscles so hard? She tentatively touched her own breasts, and she was very suspicious. It was obvious that Jiang Ling's body usually didn't look like King Kong Barbie.