I also want to divorce Mr. Ba today [Rebirth]

Chapter 32 Eyeliner

Yue Qingling didn't dare to say that she was going to divorce before, because she was afraid of her parents' worry and opposition.

He sees through that he will always be ranked behind his younger brother, and the balance in the hearts of his parents will always be tilted.

Parents don't care about him that much, and he doesn't have to worry about it so sincerely.To put it bluntly, let the Le family understand that Qin Zhe is not the next blood-sucking target, and he has to think about how to repay the favor he has received.

He helped to repay part of the previous favor, which was father's medical expenses and younger brother's tutoring expenses.I didn't ask Qin Zhe how much he spent, thinking that he couldn't lose face and make more calls, and it came to 100 million.

It's nothing to Qin Zhe, but to him, it's the best of benevolence.For the rest, the beneficiary should figure out how to pay it back.

Yue Qingling thought it through, and confessed to her parents: "We are going to get a divorce."

His parents were taken aback for a moment, and their expressions immediately became ugly - Dad frowned, and all the wrinkles on his forehead appeared.Mom stopped holding his hand and lowered her head to wipe her face.

They were all distressed, but they didn't show any shock of disbelief.

Which means they already knew it.

Yue Qingling glanced at Qin Zhe and asked what was going on with his eyes.

Qin Zhe took the initiative to confess, but he would not go up to him to blame him, "I told them. I'm sorry, I didn't ask your permission."

Yue Qingling is indifferent now, "It's okay. Dad, Mom, I'm in a hurry, and I will tell you more about it later."

Dad nodded.Mom raised her hand, wanting to hold him back, turned and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Your hands are frozen. Eat something warm later, and add some clothes."

Yue Qingling agreed, and waved goodbye to them, "No need to deliver, let's go eat."

Cui Mingkun stopped him for a while, and whispered, "Yu Yu and Xiao Zhou need time to carry their luggage, so you go directly to the parking lot to find the driver."

Yue Qingling saw the direction of the parking lot, and walked over without looking back.

He was restless and dizzy due to catching the plane, but he still kept a fast pace.He lowered his head and covered his hat and mask and ran all the way, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the dimly lit parking lot.

Yue Qingling found her car, sat in it, and closed the door abruptly.He felt his rough breathing being stuffed on his face by the mask, and his heart was beating so hard that his head was buzzing.

He was dazed for a while before taking off his mask and opening a small air gap for the window.Breathing the cold air, he finally regained consciousness, and took out his cell phone to ask about Cui Mingkun's situation.

Yue Qingling: [How's it going? 】

Cui Mingkun: [President Qin is back, I'll take my uncle and aunt to breakfast.They are asking about you, and why they blackmailed Mr. Qin. 】

Yue Qingling frowned when he saw it: He just blocked Qin Zhe last night, and Qin Zhe sued his father and mother right away?

Yesterday, he wrapped up the production of "Triumph" and quickly deleted all of Qin Zhe's contact information.

He had deleted it before, but was persuaded by people around him to add it back. Now that he is leaving the film crew, he should be able to delete it completely without considering the short-handed film crew, the kind-hearted Grandpa Liu and Liu Zihang who have overlapping jobs.

He usually doesn't pay much attention to what Qin Zhe posts, and he has to catch a plane, so he doesn't care much about deleting it casually.After being told by Cui Mingkun, he realized that this trivial incident might be the reason why Qin Zhe picked up the plane with his parents.

Yue Qingling: [Qin Zhe actually filed a complaint. 】

Cui Mingkun: [No, Auntie asked Mr. Qin to contact you, but Mr. Qin found a reason not to do it.That's how I guessed it. 】

Yue Qingling had a headache, I really hope that such a smart mother can understand that he doesn't want to talk to his family either.

Perhaps, mother understood, but she was just as unwilling to give up as Qin Zhe.

Everyone does not give up, and the troubles for him are one after another.

Yue Qingling felt upset.These people didn't like to talk to him before, so what are they doing now?

He couldn't think of a way to completely reject it for a while, he sighed and thought about the matter in front of him first.

[Yu Yu and Xiao Zhou are back.Come over after you buy the order. 】

Cui Mingkun: [OK, I'll buy you a hot drink.What would you like to drink? 】

Yue Qingling: [Don't drink. 】

Cui Mingkun: [Auntie asked me to buy it. 】

Yue Qingling: [Don't drink.You give Xiao Zhou and Xiao Xiao some buy points. 】

Cui Mingkun: [I know. 】

After making arrangements, Yue Qingling put down her phone and closed her eyes to relieve her fatigue.

The assistants Xiao Zhou and Xiao Yu put away their luggage, and when they got in the car and saw him with their eyes closed, they moved lightly, and sat down to play with their phones.Xiao Xiao's finger made a sharp and fast sound on the screen, the movement was small, but it was quite obvious in the quiet car.

Yue Qingling opened his eyes and glanced at Yu Yu's lit phone screen.

Oh, it's a game, not texting someone.

Yue Qingling was confused just now, and her first reaction was that Yu Xiao was reporting to "someone else".Maybe it's parents, maybe it's Qin Zhe, after so many months, Qin Zhe, who is really afraid of all kinds of tricks, looks like eyeliner to everyone.

At this time, Cui Mingkun, the real eyeliner, came back, "I invite everyone to have breakfast, you are welcome."

Yue Qingling looked at Cui Mingkun silently, thinking about what this guy did behind his back.

After Cui Mingkun finished his breakfast, he was startled when he met his eyes, "What's the matter, are you looking at me like that?"

Yue Qingling felt that it was not a good time to talk, so he just said, "Your appointment at nine o'clock?"

Cui Mingkun made all the arrangements, "That's right. The director has an appointment at the restaurant on the second floor of Hongxing Building. We can get there at eight o'clock and go to the hotel upstairs to tidy up."

Yue Qingling was a little surprised, "An appointment at a restaurant? I thought this director was rather simple."

"I don't mean to have a dinner party." Cui Mingkun told the truth, "I just feel that my small broken studio is not suitable for entertaining guests, so I went outside to find a hotel box to talk to you."

"Little broken studio?"

"Yes, not everyone can have a building like Chen Enze."

Yue Qingling didn't quite understand.He was too busy before, and he was so busy reading scripts in the time he squeezed out, he didn't have the time to check the financial situation of each director.He knew that "The Dumb" was a small budget, but he only thought it was relatively speaking, and he didn't think in the direction of the director being poor.

He was confused, and Cui Mingkun rubbed his chin and began to ponder, "Should we just go? The two of us can't eat much, so the director can pay the bill... But, if we bring Xiao Yu and Xiao Zhou, the four of us can do it." Justifiably rushing to pay."

Yue Qingling couldn't laugh or cry, "Is the director so poor?"

"His debut work won an award, and after two years of success, the second work was rushed home, and there was basically no filming in three days. Later, he didn't learn how to behave, and continued to make literary films, holding the dull script of "Dumb" to attract investment."

Yue Qingling likes the story of "The Dumb", but he also understands that it is not the type that the public likes, "I haven't drawn much."

"Well. The main reason is that the second part is too aggressive, and investors don't want to take the risk of losing money."

"Maybe I can help."

Cui Mingkun was surprised, "You really like this story."

Yue Qingling nodded, and took out the script he carried with him in his bag, "I already have some ideas."

Cui Mingkun still maintains a professional negotiating attitude, "For investment, the conditions are more complicated to negotiate. You can just talk about the idea of ​​the script, and leave the money to me to discuss."

Yue Qingling also knew that he was not good at talking about money, so he nodded and looked at the director's information to do his homework.

Halfway through, I saw a message from an unfamiliar number pop up on the top: [I want to have a good talk with you. 】

Yue Qingling knew at a glance that it was Qin Zhe who sent it, but he was not in a hurry to block it.

He replied: [What did you tell your parents? 】

Qin Zhe: [Let's meet again? 】

Yue Qingling was really fed up with Qin Zhe's over-the-top tricks, so he gritted his teeth and said everything.

Yue Qingling: [No need.What's the point of you always creating such opportunities to meet?From my work to my family, you are constantly meddling.I don't think it's redemption, I just think you control me in different ways by taking advantage of your wealth. 】

He typed out a long paragraph of words out of anger, and then sternly clicked to send.

After that, I put the phone in my pocket, watching the scenery outside calmly.

After 5 minutes, he almost calmed down, and Qin Zhe's reply also came.

Qin Zhe: [I didn't want to control you.sorry. 】

Yue Qingling didn't reply, pulled Hei, and leaned on the seat to relieve her resentment.

He didn't want to face the director in such a state of being overwhelmed.

Qin Zhe didn't continue to harass him ignorantly, and he was finally able to do his work quietly.I went to the hotel above Hongxing Building, took a shower and changed clothes, put on light makeup to enhance my complexion, and my hair style was not so deliberate, so as to maintain the messy feeling of traveling.

"Well, that's it." Cui Mingkun was very satisfied, "It looks like he was desperately rushing back for an appointment, which is painful."

Yue Qingling was still reading the lines of the last scene, "Will he let me audition live?"

Cui Mingkun didn't think that would happen, "Only an old director would do this kind of thing. He is young and poor, I wish you could sign a contract and join the team right away."

"young?"

"Yes, Bian Ming is only 32."

Yue Qingling was shocked, and opened the information interface just now to have a look.

The information doesn't say Bian Ming's age, but there is a picture of a worrying hairline.

Bian Ming's full forehead was shiny under the lamp, his hair was messy, with a few gray hairs in the middle, and there were triple brackets around his mouth when he smiled.

It doesn't look like he is in his early thirties, but it is more believable that he is approaching the end of his thirties.

Yue Qingling searched again and found that Bian Ming's age was really difficult to search.

The main reason is that I was confused, and winning the prize seemed to be a very distant thing.

Knowing that Bian Ming was so young, Yue Qingling was relieved.This kind of young man is more modest and polite. He didn't make an agreement in advance. He would definitely make things difficult for him at the dinner table like an old fried dough stick. If there is an audition, it will be next time.

They went downstairs at 8:45 and arrived at the agreed box 10 minutes earlier.

Bian Ming was waiting, accompanied by a tall and thin man.

That person has phoenix eyes, a high nose, and a long face, but the edges and corners matched with the facial features have a high-level aesthetic feeling. He looks arrogant, but he will smile and squint his eyes when facing the master. The curved arc looks cute.

Yue Qingling guessed that this person was a model, and recalled the plot in "Dumb".

In the script, the mute peeps at the TV of the neighbor's house and just happens to see the runway show.Then I had an inexplicable dream, the country road in the dream became brilliant and beautiful, and the cool model I had seen came walking with full of momentum.

It seems that the model should be in "Dumb".

Bian Ming took the initiative to introduce him, "Hello, I'm Bian Ming, the director of "Dumb". This is my friend, Leng Han, who was the first actor to be cast."

Yue Qingling shook hands, "Well, it's the catwalk scene, right?"

"Yeah, it's expensive to walk a model." Bian Ming joked, "I asked him for help."

Leng Han snorted, "If my husband hadn't been busy with work, I wouldn't have come. Qing Ling, please sit next to me."

Yue Qingling didn't expect Leng Han to be so enthusiastic, and he faintly felt a pitfall.

Sure enough, after sitting down, Leng Han looked him over and over again, and whispered something that only the two of them could hear, "Qin Zhe has a good eye."

Yue Qingling's smile froze, "You..."

"Only I know." Leng Han smiled, "Don't be afraid."

Yue Qingling was still unhappy, and stood up abruptly, "Sorry, I don't think this drama is suitable for me."

Bian Ming was still discussing the menu with Cui Mingkun at the other end, but he was confused by this, "What's going on."

Yue Qingling glanced at Leng Han, said nothing, picked up her things and prepared to leave.

He didn't want to join another crew controlled by Qin Zhe.

Leng Han was also stunned, and reached out his hand to stop him in time, "Why are you angry? I'm just talking casually."

"Should I tell others?" Yue Qingling said plainly, "I don't like being stared at."

Leng Han was puzzled, "Then what are you doing as a star?"

Looking at that innocent face, Yue Qingling also began to waver, "You don't know what I'm talking about?"

"Oh, go out and talk." Leng Han pulled him out.

Cui Mingkun and Bian Ming looked at each other, then shrugged and continued to order.

They were all used to their friend's temperament.

Yue Qingling walked out of the box, and realized something was wrong—Leng Han was two meters long, right?Full of aura, he is as shameless as a prisoner being interrogated.

"It's right here." Yue Qingling didn't intend to go far, and took a step back, "Qin Zhe asked you to come?"

Leng Han was amused, "Can he scream? I'm his wife."

Yue Qingling was confused by this sentence, "Huh?"

Leng Han said the words without going around the bush, "So you suspect that I was sent by Qin Zhe? Absolutely not. I really came here to help a group of friends who couldn't afford to invite models to appear as guest stars."

Yue Qingling was still worried, "Then... will you contact him?"

"No, I have a grudge against him."

"Have a grudge?"

Leng Han's complexion darkened, and his eyes became sharper, making that sharp-edged supermodel face even more imposing.

"He said the dim sum I made was unpalatable, and it made me mad."

"..."

Yue Qingling looked at Leng Han's distorted face, and realized that she was worrying too much.

How can such a childish temper be used as eyeliner?