"Guoguoer, what are you doing? Are you busy looking for your Qianlima, or are you burning money to open up some channels?"

After receiving Hua Yan's call, Tang Guo couldn't help laughing: "Why, Mr. Hua, your dark circles didn't seem to have dissipated yesterday. Nightlife is always so rich, and you are very busy."

"Guoguoer, don't you know what I'm doing tonight? Apart from being busy writing scripts, they are busy writing scripts, and their dark circles are all tormented. I just completed part of it, and I plan to have a meal for you and combine work and rest."

“Where is it?”

"Wait, I'll pick you up." When Hua Yan heard Tang Guo agree, he was very happy and couldn't care about anything. He threw down the script and ran outside.

The director was originally coming to Hua Yan to talk about the script. This time the cast was relatively strong, and the famous singer Zhuo Jing helped to play the opening song.

As a result, seeing Hua Yan rushing out without looking back, it gave him a headache.

He thought that among the crew, he had the lowest status.

The investor is the old man, the actor is the old man, and the screenwriter is also the old man. The director is a pitiful little person who is no one loves.

Hua Yan came to pick Tang Guo up soon, and the two went to a restaurant they often visited.

"After so many years, when did you take action?" The happiest thing in recent years is that their relationship has become boyfriend and girlfriend. The unhappy thing is that Kong En has been plagiarizing his girlfriend's works and has never stopped.

He can find time records for each song written by Kong En to Zhuo Jing on Tang Guo’s private website. Moreover, Tang Guo sang it to him before Kong En handed over to Zhuo Jing.

So every time he saw Kong En holding her girlfriend's work, he was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to rush up and yell at everyone, "You little girl movies, you are so shameless. This is his woman's thing. If you take it casually, aren't you afraid of being useless?"

There is also Zhuo Jing, who doesn’t like him anymore. If you sing plagiarized songs, aren’t you afraid of being a bad mouth?

"Mr. Hua, why are you worried? I'm not in a hurry. Take your time. She won't have a good ending anyway."

Hua Yan sighed: "So many good works, these honors are yours. Am I angry for you?"

Tang Guo quickly stood up, sat next to him, patted his back: "Relieve the anger, get angry easily. When we get angry, others will think it is father and daughter. You really need to take good care of yourself. Look at your dark circles, and those who don't know really think how rich the nightlife is. If you are too old in the future, if others ask, I will say I don't know you."

"Guoguoer, you're too much." Hua Yan was still a little worried, so he quickly took out his cell phone, turned on the function of the mirror, and saw that he was holding two dark circles. "It seems to be a bit serious. I will try not to stay up late in the future."

They were walking on the street, and people should praise their handsome men, not their father and daughter.

"By the way, Zhuo Jing is going to hold a concert in June." Hua Yan's expression became much more serious. "I guess what I sang at that time will be the works taken out by Kong En, and there may be new songs."

"Is this true?" Tang Guo remembered that there was indeed such an incident.

"Have you ever contacted Zhuo Jing? What do you think of him?"
Chapter completed!