Quick Walkthrough Strategy: Bing Jiao BOSS Begs To Let Go

Chapter 191: The national male **** is blackening (33)

Lin Ling, a new idol school student, is said to have come out of the compound of city b. After his debut, the journey went smoothly. A few months ago, through a variety show fire, the resources were not bad, but now he is going straight to Qingyun. This time he is here It is estimated that the movie studio is going to shoot another spy war drama produced by a well-known company in the industry-"Hidden Wolf".

"Something happened at home? Is there anything I can help? I remember that your home is in city b," Lin Ling cared. "Don't be embarrassed to say, what is the relationship between us? Your business is mine. ."

Qi Zhan, who just happened to approach, heard these words, his face darkened.

what relationship? Is it my business to pay you back?

"It's not a big deal, it's just that my mother is sick," Wen Xiao said in a natural and natural tone without noticing Qi Zhan who came by. "When I really want your help, I will definitely not be polite."

Lin Ling was satisfied, poured a glass of wine to clink with Wen Xiao.

As soon as Wen Xiao wanted to refuse, he saw a slender hand stretched out and took her cup away.

"This is Mr. Lin," Qi Zhan smiled decently, poured some wine in Wen Xiao's cup, and touched him lightly, "Looking up to the name for a long time."

Lin Ling was stunned for a moment, then stood up excitedly, and almost threw himself on Qi Zhan, "Brother Zhan! Brother Zhan, I am your fan! I grew up...no, I have liked you in high school!"

Wen Xiao laughed with a "pouch" and looked at Qi Zhan with full eyes.

A crack appeared in Qi Zhan's perfect expression.

"Brother Zhan, the longer you are, the handsomer you are! It's not like someone who is already 30!" Lin Ling was still looking at her idol excitedly, "The first time I saw a living Brother Zhan so close..."

The corners of Qi Zhan's mouth twitched. He controlled the gangster who wanted to hit someone, and his hand holding the cup became tighter.

How did this kid survive in the entertainment industry until now?

Qi Zhan patiently chatted with Lin Ling for a while, but didn't say much, but drank the wine glass after glass.

"So happy, so happy, come, come, Brother Zhan, I did what you want!"

Qi Zhan's eyebrows jumped and he still drew out the wine in the glass with a smile on his face.

Wen Xiao looked stunned.

In my impression, Qi Zhan's alcohol volume is average, and he rarely drinks with others. What is it like today?

Is it stimulated by age?

Seeing a bottle of white see the bottom, Wen Xiao quickly stopped Lin Ling who still wanted to call the wine.

"You have to make a movie tomorrow, don't drink it."

Lin Ling Hongguang said with confidence, "It's okay, I'm drinking well!"

Wen Xiao helped his forehead, rolled his eyes secretly, then looked at Qi Zhan, who was calm and silent, and sighed in his heart.

"Don't drink," she snatched the wine glass from Qi Zhan and said to Lin Ling, "we have to catch a plane tomorrow, we will go back to the hotel first."

Lin Ling nodded in confusion, and when the two of them were far away, he turned to ask the assistant, "Xiao Xiao catches the plane, why should I take Brother Zhan away?"

Wearing sunglasses with a serious face to help ideally start the recent scandal that has spread on the Internet, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"I haven't asked for an autograph yet..." Lin Ling muttered in his mouth, claiming to be an excellent drinker, tilted his head and fell on the table.

Qi Zhan followed Wen Xiao out of the hotel and stood at the door waiting for Xiao Zhou to drive.

Wen Xiao didn't think he looked drunk, so he didn't pay much attention to him, and fiddled with his mobile phone.

In less than half an hour, the two returned to the hotel.

Lin Ling's birth in the compound refers to the military background, and refers to the child who grew up in the military compound.

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