Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

Yan Gaoqiu was sitting on the other side of Su Ji, and when he heard the two girls whispering, he also paid attention.

"Old girl, what are you talking about?" Yan Gaoqiu asked curiously.

Nan Miaomiao's eyelids flickered.

"Oh," Su Ji tilted his head, "We're talking..."

Then at the same time, behind Su Ji, Nan Miaomiao glared at Yan Gaoqiu with extremely fierce eyes.

Silent warning, naked threat!

Yan Gaoqiu, "?"

After a second of reaction, he immediately waved at Su Ji eagerly, "Then what, I suddenly don't want to know!"

Nan Miaomiao looked back, while Su Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, "..."

Opposite the long conference table, the screenwriter room in the main seat has already started the meeting for a while.

But it's a pity that no one seems to listen? ?

Regarding the charm of words and speaking skills, screenwriter Fang felt that no one in the crew was more authoritative than him!

He is the chief screenwriter of "Qing Qiu Jue"!

But no matter how impassioned he spoke, and looked at other people at the table from time to time, he didn't get much feedback.

The only one who was looking at him seriously and waiting for him to continue was Liang Ruifeng.

Even his apprentice Xia Chunyu didn't know where he was going, and frequently looked in another direction.

One by one, the award ceremonies are over, and they are ambitious. Don't they know that the upcoming interview with the reporters is the key to the perfect ending of this battle? ?

Screenwriter Fang followed Xia Chunyu's gaze and noticed Nan Miaomiao and Su Ji who had been whispering.

Nan Miaomiao was talking to Su Ji about the Tongren Wen, and Su Ji still reacted flatly like last time.

But the more ordinary she is, the more Nan Miaomiao wants to work harder on Amway.

Such a wonderful treasure article, she does not allow anyone around her not to fall into the trap!

In the end, she even couldn't help being suspicious, squinting her eyes, and asked weakly, "Roommate...you can't...you don't know literature, do you?"

From the writer Fang's perspective, he saw Nan Miaomiao's sideways back, but he happened to be able to see Su Ji's face.

So he couldn't see how fast Nan Miaomiao's mouth was moving at the moment, but Su Ji only replied a few words occasionally, but the screenwriter Fang could see it clearly!

He even blatantly took the lead in deserting at his meeting!

Screenwriter Fang squinted his eyes, his face darkened.

A few minutes later, he couldn't bear it any longer, and knocked on the table with his thick knuckles, "Su Ji!!"

As soon as he showed his power, the meeting room fell silent.

Everyone swallowed nervously, but the person involved, Su Ji, had the same expression as usual. Hearing the screenwriter Fang calling her, he leaned over and walked around Nan Miaomiao to look at him, "You called me?"

Screenwriter Fang snorted coldly, and his tone was full of warning, "I think you are quite good at talking, why don't you give me my place and you come to this meeting?"

Everyone in the room looked sideways at Su Ji, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from their foreheads at the same time.

Liang Ruifeng gloated at her misfortune.

Yan Gaoqiu and Nan Miaomiao glanced at each other, and were thinking about how to help Su Ji out of the siege, when they heard the leg of the chair beside them rub against the ground, making a 'creak' sound.

The eyes of the two changed from looking up to looking up at the same time, only to see Su Ji standing up in a little embarrassment, "Okay."

A room full of people, "?"

"Since the screenwriter Fang has this idea," Su Ji said in a low-key manner, "then I'll give it a try!"

A room full of people, "???"

In a word, there are thousands of people around! Lai! all! lonely! ! !

If the surrounding area was quiet when the screenwriter was showing off his anger just now, then after hearing Su Ji's response, everyone not only lost their language function, they couldn't even move!

When he reacted, Yan Gaoqiu raised his hand to grab Su Ji, but he was a step too late, and the corner of Su Ji's silky coat slipped from his grasp!

Nan Miaomiao is in a bad mood!

Her roommate doesn't understand literature! !

And looking at Su Ji walking towards him, Screenwriter Fang expressed his confusion, "??!"

No matter Xia Chunyu or Liang Ruifeng, they all looked like they had seen a ghost at the moment.

As for the words written by the screenwriter just now, anyone who heard it would know that he was satirizing Su Ji, but Su Ji himself didn't know whether he really didn't understand it or pretended he didn't understand it, so he should be tough!

On the contrary, the screenwriter Fang was put on the edge of the cliff. He couldn't sit or stand up. He said what he said, and he couldn't go back on what he said. His ass was like a thorn, and it split open in place!

In a daze, Su Ji had already come in front of her. She smiled and looked at the screenwriter Fang, and then at the seat under him.

"..."

"..."

"........."

Screenwriter Fang snorted contemptuously, quickly took the materials from his desk, then moved a seat to the side, and sat down with a "boom".

OK.

You you on the line!

He wanted to see what Su Ji, an actor who had acted in two plays, could come up with! !

However……

ten minutes later……

About how to solve the embarrassment with humor without directly answering the reporter's questions, and even the advanced version can throw the finger back on the reporter!

Su Ji only used a few sentences and a few cases, but everyone seemed to be enlightened and enlightened!

To Su Ji, these things are not literature at all, she just learned them when dealing with those old foxes in court.

Real knowledge comes from actual combat, all of them are dry goods!

Her logical and clear output attracted everyone's attention.

Nan Miaomiao was dumbfounded.

Shocked, the screenwriter Fang looked down at the meeting outline in his hand, which he had prepared all night.

And it's impossible for Su Ji to know that he will order her, so everything she said... was improvised!

Without any preparation in advance, he was able to talk freely, without any stage fright, exuding infinite energy and charm with every frown and smile.

Screenwriter Fang glanced around the conference table.

When he was giving the lecture just now, everyone whispered to each other, but now it was Su Ji... Even Xia Chunyu kept staring at her!

Even if it's not friendly, it's watching intently!

Liang Ruifeng, who also disliked Su Ji, also bowed down!

He always thought that he was the most tactful, but after listening to Su Ji... with her eloquence and city skills, in ancient times, she should have been able to climb to the position of county magistrate or above, right?

...

...

From the very beginning, the screenwriter of Fang strategized, leaving him alone in the wind after everyone left his room.

After a meeting ended, he was hit by Su Ji's dimensionality reduction! ! !

When everyone was leaving, they ran into Long Dahai and Jin Fengze who came out of the presidential suite next door.

"How is it?" Long Dahai stopped one of them, who happened to be the male screenwriter who hit up a conversation with Su Ji before, "You know what to tell the reporter when you return home tomorrow?"

The male screenwriter's eyes are full of wisdom, "Got it!"

Long Dahai turned back to Jin Fengze in satisfaction and said, "It seems that Lao Fang spoke well this time."

Jin Fengze was about to nod, but the male screenwriter replied, "It wasn't written by Fang."

Long Dahai and Jin Fengze were taken aback at the same time, "What do you mean?"

In the next second, the male screenwriter said with a full face, "It was Su Ji who taught us the lesson!!"