The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Jiang Yi looked at Jun Ci who answered the phone, thinking of what happened in the morning, feeling a little embarrassed inexplicably.

The young man's eyebrows were as good-looking as ever, revealing a chic and straightforward.

When I walked in, I assumed that nothing happened, and nodded to Jiang Yi normally: "Good afternoon."

Jiang Yi nodded reservedly.

He glanced at Jun Ci, who sat down unconsciously, and secretly saved the screenshot of the chat history between himself and Jun Ci, and saved it in a private photo album.

Ji Moyin felt that today's Jiang Yi was sneaky.

Curiously leaned over, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yi immediately grabbed his mobile phone and put it in his arms, cursing in a vicious voice: "What do you look at, you also look at other people's privacy?"

The more he was like this, the more curious Ji Moyin was, and the more he wanted to get together.

"Just take a look, are you a brother if you don't share something fun?"

Yes, they are threatened with brotherhood.

Jiang Yi didn't get in, and stretched out his hand to push Ji Moyin away, with a proud face: "I just won't show it to you."

Ji Moyin: "..."

Jun Ci suddenly chuckled with his fingers clasped his mouth.

Because Gulu reported in his mind what Jiang Yi did just now.

Jun Ci didn't expect Jiang Yi to be so naive, so he couldn't help but laugh.

On the sofa, Jiang Yi and Ji Moyin suddenly looked over in puzzlement. Jiang Yi suddenly became a little panicked and said with a stiff face, "What are you laughing at?"

How can he always feel that Junci seems to know what he did just now.

The young man held his profile face and turned around with a bewildering face: "I didn't laugh at all, I think you two are quite funny."

The muffled voice brought an indescribable pleasure, like a feather lightly scratching in the human heart.

Itchy people have tight throats.

Ji Moyin suddenly felt that it was a mistake to stay.

It's a shame that they are all boys here, the enchanting evildoer is talking about Junci, right?

When Jiang Yi saw Jun Ci doing this, his heart suddenly burst.

He waved his hand and his expression was a little weird: "Eat and eat."

The chef who got his words immediately quickened his actions and hurriedly brought up the delicious food that had just been made.

During the meal, Ji Moyin had no other topics, so he asked directly: "Jun Ci, how did you get Boss Jiang to be the producer of your movie? Didn't you two still have..."

Hatred?

Just seeing Jiang Yi's sullen expression suddenly, Ji Moyin wisely swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach.

Jun Ci also knows what she means, a four-word general understatement: "A coincidence."

It is indeed a coincidence.

If it weren't for Jiang Yi's cheeky going to the audition.

When Jiang Yi heard what Junci said, he felt that Junci deserved to be a magical existence capable of full marks in Chinese. This is the generality.

It perfectly embodies the broadness and profoundness of Chinese.

At any rate, he didn't lose face.

Ji Moyin started to become curious like a cat scratching in his heart, but he also knew that some things were asked too much. With Jiang Yi's temperament, he would probably fight him on the spot, so he temporarily suppressed these questions in his heart. ask.

Gaiming looked for opportunities for Jing Fuxiao and Xia Yunhan to study.

After eating, Ji Moyin retired first, and when he left, he reminded Junci: "Junci, remember to notify me when the game starts at night. If you don’t know my WeChat ID, let Mr. Jiang tell you. I'll add you if you say a name."

Jiang Yi's face suddenly stinks.