Chapter 143: Director Kim lying on the gun
Chapter 143: Jin Dao, lying on the gun
"You still have a driver for such a no-name car? Why does this driver dress so casually? He's not a full-time driver, right? Miss, let me tell you, don't find someone to temporarily act as a facade. Look, a driver who doesn't even know the dress code. , wouldn’t it be revealed?”
Xia Ling looked at the security guard and then at Li Lei, dumbfounded.
"He...is indeed not very...professional..." She was so shocked that she said with some difficulty.
"Isn't that right?" The young security guard looked at Li Lei who was getting closer and closer, "You said you came here alone, without even an assistant, and you were messing with the driver. Look at Miss Li, There are only two or three assistants, as well as managers, makeup artists, and boys carrying bags... That’s called pomp, don’t you understand.”
Sure enough. Xia Ling thought silently in her heart, BOSS, I know how to lead you like my assistant Weiweilafeng.
“Cough.” Another security guard coughed. He looked much older, in his forties or fifties.
He tugged the young security guard hard, and then smiled apologetically at Xia Ling: "I'm sorry, miss, Xiao Zhang is new here and can't speak. If I offend you in any way, please forgive me. However, according to our rules, According to the regulations, those who are disheveled are indeed not allowed to enter, and I have to trouble you to go back and change your clothes before coming.”
The young security guard was unconvinced: "Why can't I speak? What did I say wrong? Shame is shabby, why are you pretending to be fat..."
“What’s so shabby?” A magnetic and charming male voice interrupted.
She turned around and saw Li Lei walking towards her.
“Xiao Ling, why haven’t you gone in yet?” She said, frowning again, “What’s wrong with your clothes?”
Xia Ling briefly explained the matter.
Li Lei's face turned a little gloomy: "Which Li Beier?"
Xia Ling was silent, well, the kind of peripheral women who are close to their money masters are indeed not worthy of recognition in the eyes of the real proud men like them. No, in just a short time, he has turned those girls from the Nanshan Club on. Yan had forgotten.
Just when she was about to say something, the young security guard had already sneered: "You don't know Miss Li Beier? You don't usually watch movies, right? She is a young rookie who was made famous by Director Jin, and she has a bright future."
Director Jin is the chief director of "War" this time. He is very famous. He is several levels higher than Lin Yuanyi who came to audition that day. Li Lei really doesn't watch movies very often, but that doesn't stop him from sneering: "Jin Yifei is tired of living."
Xia Ling was startled. What did this big boss want to do to Director Jin?
She tugged on his sleeves and whispered: "Don't keep using knives and guns." He had bitten Pei Ziheng with Ermao, and broken Nan Sheng's fingers with a gun. Xia Ling was really afraid that he would kill Jin Yifei on impulse. Damn it, Director Jin, whom I have never met before...
It's really a lie.
The young security guard heard her words and laughed louder: "A knife or a gun? It turned out to be a gangster. I have seen many such street gangsters. Miss, I advise you not to find a gangster to pretend to be a driver. It is very embarrassing." do you know…"
Li Lei stared at the security guard with an unfriendly expression.
It doesn't matter how others laugh at him, but it doesn't matter if he laughs at Xiao Ling!
The old security guard's heart skipped a beat when he saw Li Lei's eyes. He has had a few more years of experience than the young security guard, and he is very accurate in reading people. Although the man in front of him in a casual T-shirt is unassuming, the power implicit in his eyes is better than that of many powerful and famous people. People are even more frightening. It is as if he is a born king who no longer needs extra pomp and foil to make people surrender. This is a magnanimity that can only be cultivated by being pampered and respected since childhood and being praised by others.
The old security guard guessed that Li Lei had a good background, so he quickly covered the young security guard's mouth and dragged him behind him.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Xiao Zhang is new here and is not sensible. You two are not as knowledgeable as him... By the way, sir, I haven't asked you your surname yet?" The old security guard smiled apologetically and didn't look. Xia Ling mainly looked at Li Lei.
Xia Ling couldn't help but sigh, Jiang was still very old, and it only took a short while to recognize who the real master was.
Li Leili ignored him and took out his cell phone: "Hey, Yun Feng, I'm at the audition site of "War of Sorrow" and asked your top person to come out and pick me up. Huh? Why are you asking me? I sent my Xiao Ling to audition... Yes , she is my darling, I finally got her, what, do you have any objections? ...Haha, okay, I’ll treat you to a drink next time.”
After a few more jokes, I hung up the phone.
The old security guard’s expression changed: “Did you… call Dong Du?!”
Xia Ling also remembered at this time that the largest investor in "War of War" was not Jinpeng Media, which came to her for an audition, but Panhua Entertainment, a well-known company in the industry. As for the executive director of Fanhua Entertainment, coincidentally, he is Du Yunfeng, whom he met last time at the Nanshan Club. He is Li Lei's die-hard brother.
Li Lei didn't look at the security guard at all. He just lowered his head and spoke to Xia Ling: "Go in later and I'll have someone find clothes for you to change into. From now on, remember to prepare a set of clothes in my car, okay?"
Xia Ling nodded obediently.
Not long after, a man hurriedly walked out of the studio. He was in his forties and had an extraordinary bearing. He was wearing high-end ready-made clothes, and even the buttons of his shirt were gold-plated. Seeing Xia Ling, he looked at her calmly, then turned to Li Lei without leaving a trace, with an earnest and decent smile on his face: "Is this Mr. Li? Hello, I am the producer of "War of Sorrow" Filmmaker Zheng Desong, I didn’t know you were coming today and didn’t greet you from afar. It’s really rude. Please forgive me.”
Xia Ling was amazed at the looks in these people's eyes. How come Li Lei was dressed so casually, yet they could accurately judge that he was more noble than her? It's really irritating to have people compare to each other. She glared at Li Lei unhappily, and then smiled secretly. Well, she was still... a little proud to have such an impressive boyfriend.
After Zheng Desong finished speaking, he bowed slightly with excellent manners, took the initiative to stretch out his hands, and shook Li Lei's hand. After shaking it, he straightened up and stretched out his right hand to Xia Ling: "I checked today's audition list. Is this Miss Ye? Nice to meet you."
Xia Ling did not stretch out her hand. She just spread her palms and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my hands are dirty."
Li Beier's coffee spilled all over her body, making it sticky everywhere.
Zheng Desong's face showed appropriate surprise, as if he had just noticed her embarrassment: "Is this...?"
"I met a mad dog," Li Lei said, "What's his name? Li...what?"
Xia Ling said: "Li Beier."
"Yes, Li Beier." Li Lei's voice turned cold, "He poured coffee all over Xiao Ling. Instead of stopping him, these two security guards blocked Xiao Ling from entering. Is Jin Yifei so great now? He can just raise a cat or a dog. People who dare to bully me?”
(End of this chapter)