"Wheat, I tell you, your tens of thousands of yuan is really nothing. Last year, a TV station bought a TV play at 240000 yuan per episode in the first round of prime time."


    "Do you know the price of that TV play sold to other satellite TV stations at the same time? 20000 per episode!"


    "Do you want to know why?"


    "Hahaha, you are still young. I don''t know how deep the water is..."


    In the KTV private room, Yan Sicong embraces two delicate princesses and tells all kinds of wonderful things in the TV circle. In front of Mai Xiaoyu and Chen Qiaoen, show off the experience of the old driver.


    This is an after dinner entertainment, just in the high-end private club.


    Although people charge a lot of money, the service is up to standard, including food, drink and fun.


    After coming to the KTV private room, Mommy brought more than a dozen girls, from pure to flirtatious, from childish to charming, from shy to wild and unrestrained.


    Yan Sicong was not polite. He ordered two directly. One was pure, young and shy, and the other was flirtatious, mature and bold. He enjoyed all kinds of flattery and personal services.


    Mai Xiaoyu accompanied him to drink and chat, listened to him boast and show off... Well, mainly to observe his eyes.


    Sure enough, he found Yan Sicong''s eyes passing by him several times and falling on Chen Qiaoen''s face, chest and * * *.


    Even if Mai Xiaoyu always holds Chen Qiaoen''s little hand, he can''t stop Yan Sicong from being attracted by Chen Qiaoen''s beauty and figure.


    "Let''s have a toast to brother Yan."


    Mai Xiaoyu pinched Chen Qiaoen''s hand and the two took up the wine glass together.


    "Ha ha, good."


    Yan Sicong smiled and took his right hand out of her bold sister''s underwear, picked up the wine glass, and his left hand was still in her shy sister''s long skirt.


    After drinking a glass of wine, I felt Chen Qiaoen trying to break free. Mai Xiaoyu released his hand and said, "go and sing a song."


    Chen Qiaoen has been holding his anger tonight.


    On the dinner table, Mai Xiaoyu hugged her waist; Came to the KTV private room and grabbed her hand. She couldn''t get rid of it.


    If it hadn''t been for this period of contact, she knew that Mai Xiaoyu was not that kind of person and would have been angry.


    She made up her mind that after returning to the hotel tonight, she must let Mai Xiaoyu give herself an explanation, a reasonable explanation!


    Now hearing that Mai Xiaoyu asked him to sing, Chen Qiaoen did not hesitate to shake off his hand, walked over to choose some songs, stood in front of the TV wall and sang softly.


    "Brother Yan, have another drink." Mai Xiaoyu pulled Yan Sicong''s eyes back from Chen Qiaoen, "am I all right?"


    "As long as I''m happy, what''s the problem?"


    Mai Xiaoyu lowered his voice: "the director..."


    "Go, you''ll sing too!" Yan Sicong hurried the two sisters pasted on himself to sing. "Our director is sick for half a year and is estimated to be unable to come back. Now deputy director Wang works as the director. He''s still too busy to take care of our film purchasing department when he''s not free."


    "Well, please brother Yan."


    "It''s just a small matter. Pan Lv''s face is one thing. The key is that you can be a man... Eh, this song is my favorite. Take your time and I''ll sing."


    Yan Sicong, full of wine, walks over and sends his shy and bold sister back to accompany Mai Xiaoyu. He takes the microphone and sings with Chen Qiaoen.


    After singing a few words, he has moved behind Chen Qiaoen and pasted it.


    Chen Qiaoen was already angry. Noticing the strange things behind him, he immediately turned around and pushed Yan Sicong with a dirty smile on his face.


    "What are you doing!"


    Yan Sicong was pushed to stumble and became angry.


    In the entertainment circle, TV stations form a small circle with their unique hidden rules.


    The female anchor, intern and god horse don''t say. The director of the production department has the power to buy films. It''s not too easy to potential a few little stars.


    cattle × TV stations can even unilaterally "block" TV actors.


    When some small companies and producers try to sell TV dramas and have a relationship, they usually bring one or several actresses in the drama together with money as a tool for opening the way.


    These actresses generally don''t refuse because they are also good.


    They are willing to be collected stamps by the real leaders of the TV station in exchange for the opportunity to be on the program, so as to increase their appearance rate, popularity, fame and... Value.


    Tonight, Yan Sicong was rejected for the first time. He couldn''t hang on his face. Raising his hand was a slap in the face.


    "Bitch, give you a face!"


    His palm didn''t fall. Mai Xiaoyu grabbed his wrist and stood in front of Chen Qiaoen.


    "Let go!" Yan Sicong snapped. "Don''t think Pan Feng has a lot of face. If she can''t make me happy tonight, I''ll make your company unhappy!"


    Pop!


    The crisp applause resounded through the private room, especially harsh in the soft music.


    Yan Sicong fell to the ground. The burning pain and buzzing tinnitus on his face didn''t react for a long time.


    Mai Xiaoyu moved his wrist and said contemptuously, "I said she was my person. No one wants to touch her. As for Pan madman, ha ha, if he hadn''t hid in the United States, I could beat him into a pig''s head."


    On the sofa, the two girls were very calm.


    I haven''t been in the industry for a long time, but I''m used to calling brothers and turning to fight.


    They looked at each other, got up with a wink, planned to leave this place of right and wrong, and informed the manager by the way.


    Mai Xiaoyu didn''t want to make trouble. He pointed to them: "sit there and don''t move."


    The two girls smiled pleasantly and sat back on the sofa.


    At this time, Yan Sicong woke up, covered his face and pointed at Mai Xiaoyu in anger and disbelief: "you, how dare you hit me? You''re finished. We don''t want your company''s TV series, and you don''t want to leave Hefei safely!"


    "Who''s finished is not sure." Mai Xiaoyu asked without looking back, "are you angry?"


    "No!" Chen Qiaoen said angrily.


    Mai Xiaoyu raised his foot and kicked Yan Sicong on the chest. The latter screamed and fell to the ground again.


    "Now?"


    "Much better."


    "Let''s go."


    Mai Xiaoyu took Chen Qiaoen''s hand. Chen Qiaoen didn''t struggle this time. They took their bags and didn''t look back to leave the KTV private room. Yan Sicong, who groaned in pain, and two stunned sisters.


    Take a taxi outside the high-end private club to return to the Express Hotel. Mai Xiaoyu takes Chen Qiaoen into the hotel lobby, turns around and comes out again.


    "Is there anything important in your room?" asked Mai Xiaoyu.


    "No."


    "That''s good."


    After a simple conversation, Mai Xiaoyu took Chen Qiaoen to a small hotel diagonally opposite the hotel, paid an extra 100 yuan, didn''t register his ID card and opened a double room.


    Entering the room, Chen Qiaoen asked, "why not go back to the hotel?"


    "Do you think Yan Sicong won''t retaliate for such a big loss?"


    Chen Qiaoen suddenly realized: "you mean him?"


    "Wait." Mai Xiaoyu went to the window. "You can just see the hotel gate here. I think you can see it soon."