Chapter 1155 A Man with Eight Hundred Tricks on His Head

Just as Sheng Mian was about to agree, he saw another car stop beside him, and then the window rolled down, revealing Shen Sheng's face.

"Sheng Mian?"

"Master Shen?"

Last time, Fu Yancheng caused Shen Sheng a lot of trouble, but he didn't get any benefits. After all, he went to great lengths, but in the end he only talked to Sheng Mian for a short time, so short that it could be ignored.

Shen Sheng felt happy, but he was still finishing up that matter recently. Just now he thought he had seen it wrong, but he didn't expect it to be Sheng Mian.

Oh, there is also an annoying Fu Yancheng.

He got out of the car immediately and pretended not to see Fu Yancheng.

"I heard you were talking business with Meng Yu?"

"Well, I've recently taken a fancy to the script in the hands of screenwriter Meng."

"She has more than one good script in her hands, and there is also a script that she has been unwilling to sell. It should be the most satisfied with her in recent years."

Sheng Mian instantly became interested, "How do you know?"

"I have had an intersection with her before."

As for what the intersection was, he didn't say.

"Sheng Mian, let's have dinner together?"

Shen Sheng had already thrown out the bait, which happened to be the same as Fu Yancheng's purpose.

They were all inviting her to dinner.

Sheng Mian was more interested in Shen Sheng's bait, so she subconsciously wanted to nod.

But Fu Yancheng grabbed her wrist.

"Take my car."

When Sheng Mian sat in his back seat, Shen Sheng hurried up. Fu Yancheng wanted to take the seat next to her and let Shen Sheng drive, but he didn't expect that he saw through his idea.

He didn't bring Qi Shen this time. If the three of them went to the back seat, there would be no one to drive.

Shen Sheng supported his head with one hand, very proud, "Oh, then I'll trouble Mr. Fu."

Fu Yancheng's face suddenly darkened, and he clenched his fists again and again before going to the driver's seat.

"Mian Mian, sit in the front."

Sheng Mian knew his temper. If she didn't do what he said, the car would probably stay here for an afternoon.

She got out of the car and sat in the passenger seat.

Fu Yancheng felt much better and leaned over to fasten her seat belt.

He smelled the faint fragrance on her body and resisted kissing her.

Shen Sheng watched from behind and couldn't help reminding, "It takes three minutes to fasten a seat belt? Mr. Fu, if you are not flexible, let me do it."

He directly exposed Fu Yancheng's selfishness.

Fu Yancheng raised his eyes, and their eyes met in the rearview mirror, and there were sparks between them.

But he didn't say anything and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Fifty minutes later, the car stopped at a hotel in the suburbs.

The moment Shen Sheng got out of the car, he lay down and vomited, his face pale.

"Fuck your uncle Fu Yancheng, eight lanes in both directions, you can drive like this, how did you get a driver's license, vomit"

Sheng Mian stood aside, feeling a little sympathetic. Fu Yancheng drove the car like an earthworm. She only heard the sound of the body hitting the window from behind all the way, and there was no reaction time to fasten Shen Sheng's seat belt.

Shen Sheng wanted to maintain his dignity in front of Sheng Mian, but he vomited all over the place when he got out of the car.

Sheng Mian sat in the passenger seat, thinking that it was no wonder that Fu Yancheng adjusted her seat belt so tight and stuffed her with two cushioning pillows.

Shen Sheng was still vomiting, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't even see the words clearly even if he put the documents in front of him, let alone talk about business with Sheng Mian.

Fu Yancheng kindly patted his shoulder, "I asked your assistant to pick you up. If Mr. Shen is not feeling well, you should go back first."

Shen Sheng was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He had known that Fu Yancheng was ruthless, but he didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

Shen Sheng's assistant came very quickly, so fast that he stopped the car in less than three minutes and took the person away.

Fu Yancheng turned around and looked at Sheng Mian, his face was instantly full of tenderness, and he grabbed her hand, "Mianmian, go in, the seat has been reserved."

This hotel is a private place and is not open to the public.

And the road section is very complicated, and there will be heavy rain tonight.

Fu Yancheng's thoughts were obvious.

Sheng Mian pretended not to know and followed him in.

It was already autumn recently, and the rainstorm tonight was undoubtedly the heaviest. Several places had issued rainstorm warnings.

Sheng Mian sighed slightly and saw that Fu Yancheng had brought her to a hot spring first.

"There was a natural hot spring over there when we went hiking last time. You didn't have time to soak in it. You can soak in the hot spring here. Someone will arrange dinner after you soak."

The hot spring area was about ten square meters. The water was very clear, the surrounding environment was beautiful, and there was no one.

The mist rose slowly, and the whole space had a hazy feeling.

Sheng Mian glanced at the man next to him who was still introducing the changing room and was full of suspicion.