At this time, assistant Lin touched something in his pocket and deliberately asked, "President ye, does the invitation letter of the writers' annual summit need to be presented to the screenwriter?"

Wen Yan, ye Jincheng tightens his jaw, "do you need to ask me about this?"

Assistant Lin nodded and took a pair of scissors from his desk.

At first, ye Jincheng didn't respond at all, but when he saw that assistant Lin was actually using scissors to cut invitation letters, he was not calm.

"What are you doing?" he snapped

It was thought that Lin Zhui would stop in time, but ye Jincheng was obviously mistaken.

Instead of putting down the scissors, he cut them at the edge of the invitation!

At the moment, it's about to "wipe" a knife, and the invitation letter is taken away - "Ouch!"

Assistant Lin exclaimed, looking at the fingers that were almost cut by scissors, and said wrongly, "Mr. Ye, why don't you tell me that you want to take the invitation letter? My fingers almost bleed."

Ye Jincheng's face is as black as a pot. "Are you ok?"

It's good to cut the bleeding!

He wanted to cut the invitation he had prepared for Lucy. It was a crime!

Assistant Lin blinked, his face blank.

What did he do? Why are you so sorry?

After thinking about it for a few seconds, assistant Lin put out his palm. "Mr. Ye, can you return the invitation to me?"

Ye Jincheng's face was cold, and he refused coldly

Don't think he doesn't know. Once he's given it to him, he's going to cut up the invitation.

Looking at Ye Jincheng's invitation letter like a chicken mother protecting her baby, assistant Lin realized what she had realized.

"Mr. Ye, don't you think I'm going to cut off the invitation?"

Ye Jincheng snorted coldly, without denying.

Assistant Lin can't laugh or cry. How dare he cut off the invitation?

I'm afraid he hasn't met the invitation yet, he will be killed by President Ye's eyes.

"Mr. Ye, I just want to cut off the paper scraps on it. I don't believe you."

When I touched assistant Lin's sincere eyes and ye Jincheng's low eyes, I really saw the edge of the invitation letter, some of which damaged its delicate beauty and the paper scraps of poor workmanship.

Assistant Lin took advantage of the situation and said, "Mr. Ye, you see, I am right."

Ye Jincheng didn't speak, but from his expression, assistant Lin could see that he seemed to believe what he said.

"Now, may I have the invitation?"

Hand over the past, in the moment when assistant Lin is about to touch the invitation, ye Jincheng pulls back.

In view of assistant Lin's behavior just now, ye Jincheng is still skeptical of him. "You promise not to cut it?"

Assistant Lin just swears to his forehead, "Mr. Ye, I promise you, if I cut it, you will deduct my monthly salary!"

With assistant Lin's assurance, ye Jincheng was relieved to give him the invitation.

Seeing that the invitation letter was simply cut off by assistant Lin, ye Jincheng finally realized a problem.

"She's gone? How do you give it to her? "

Assistant Lin smiled and put the invitation letter in his pocket. "Mr. Ye, please don't worry about it. I have my own way."

With that, assistant Lin left mysteriously.

He won't tell Mr. Ye that he specially informed the little sister at the front desk before coming. If Lucy leaves in advance, make sure to stop her.

I didn't expect that this method really came into use.

Assistant Lin is very proud of his intelligence.

Mr. Ye is short of him, but he really can't.

At this time, Lucy is sitting in the lounge on the first floor.

She didn't understand why the receptionist took her to this place when she knew she was leaving.

It wasn't until about ten minutes later that assistant Lin showed up in the lounge that Lucy finally understood.

"I'm sorry to stop you, screenwriter Lu. It's my decision."

Lucy stared at him. For the first time, she thought assistant Lin was so unlovable. "Assistant Lin, what are you doing?"

Assistant Lin opened the door and said, "I think you may have some misunderstandings about ye."

Lucy thought it was funny. She thought to herself that you are Mr. Ye's personal assistant. Of course, everything will be good for him.

During this period of time, she has been thinking that even though Su Ning is the backstage of Cheng yixiaoxiao, she can't cover the sky with one hand, so she's not afraid of being caught by others?

It wasn't until she saw Ye Jincheng in her office a dozen minutes ago that Lucy suddenly understood.

The reason why Chengye Xiaoxiao can be so unbridled is not only because of Suning, but also because of the protection of Ye Jincheng!

Lucy didn't expect that ye Jincheng could do this for Suning, and even bought the company to cover up and shield her actions!This man, let her feel cold and terrible.

When he mentioned Ye Jincheng, Lucy had an increasingly angry look on her face.

Assistant Lin felt that what he explained at this time would be counterproductive.

He took out the invitation letter and said, "this is the invitation letter of the writers' annual summit that Mr. Ye prepared for you, screenwriter Lu. I think you may need it."

Lucy's eyes moved, not reaching for it.

Assistant Lin added, "Mr. Ye asked me to tell you that the truth you see at any time is not necessarily the truth."

According to Mr. Ye, assistant Lin left without any hesitation after saying this.

"At any time, what you see is not necessarily the truth?"

Lucy pondered over the meaning of the sentence.

Is he suggesting something to her?

After sitting in the lounge for a while, when she got up, Lucy used her spare light to scan the invitation letter that she had ignored all the time, and finally picked it up and put it in her bag.

Assistant Lin, who left the lounge, did not return to the office, but went to the monitoring room at the first time.

In the surveillance, when she saw Lucy getting up and finally took the invitation, her heart finally dropped.

He immediately sent a message to Ye Jincheng.

-- Mr. Ye, the writer Lu has accepted the invitation letter.

In a moment, a message came back.

Will she come that night?

Assistant Lin banged his head. How could he forget this.

See he didn't reply, the message came again on the mobile phone.

You didn't tell her?

Emmm, what about his urge to withdraw the message?

Then a phone call came.

It's from ye Jincheng.

Assistant Lin shuddered through, "President Ye."

Ye Jincheng went straight to the theme, "did she say she would come?"

“⊙o⊙…” Assistant Lin, with a tangled face, said, "I see that the writer of Lu's play has answered. I think he will come..."

He didn't believe it even when he said it.

Sure enough, at the moment when his voice fell, there was a man's voice coming from his cell phone.

"Should?! I want to be sure! "