The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 402 I'm Sorry

Chapter 402 I'm Sorry

Quan Jing didn't know what Nangong Yuting was busy with.

No phone calls, no text messages.

As a result, she was frequently out of state when filming today.

Quan Jing, who was never scolded by Zhao Xingang, was scolded all the time today: "Quan Jing, didn't you take your brains when you went out today..."

Seeing that Quan Jing still made mistakes after being scolded, Zhao Xingang directly yelled "take a break for 10 minutes", and then he dragged Quan Jing to do ideological education.

Maybe Zhao Xin just scolded too hard?The people around couldn't help casting worried glances at Quan Jing.

In fact, their worries are unnecessary.

the other side.

Just as Zhao Xin put his hands on his hips and was about to say something to her, a soft "I'm sorry" fell into his ears, and he lost his temper instantly.

Quan Jing knew that she did something wrong today, but she couldn't help it...

Nangong Yuting left in such a hurry, she was really afraid, afraid that he would be like back then, leaving for so many years.

She finally found her little brother.

When she thought of this, she felt depressed, and she was not in the mood to act.

Zhao Xin just lowered his voice: "Quan Jing, are you feeling unwell? How about I give you half a day off? Take care..."

Before Zhao Xin could finish the rest of his sentence, Quan Jing shook his head: "I'm not feeling sick. Director Zhao, just let me continue filming, and I won't cause you any more trouble."

Zhao Xingang glanced at her suspiciously: "Are you sure your condition is OK today?"

Quan Jing took a deep breath, showing a generous smile: "I can."

Seeing that she seemed to have returned to the Quan Jing he knew, Zhao Xingang simply believed her again: "Okay, but I will put the words here for now. If you NG again, no matter how much you beg me, I will not soften my heart again." .”

Quan Jing smiled sweetly: "Thank you Director Zhao."

really.

The state after Quan Jing returned immediately.

It seems that the previous NGs were all an illusion.

Zhao Xingang in front of the camera is getting more and more satisfied the more he looks at it.

Quan Jing, this child, is really a malleable talent.

While eating dinner, Quan Jing took out his phone and looked at it again, but there was still no reply.

At that time, she couldn't tell what it was like, she felt lost, but she was more worried.

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There were not many people at the dinner party, including Nangong Yuting and Feng Zhe, there were only 28 people.

Maybe it was too depressing during this time, the group of high-level executives actually ordered two bottles of whiskey when they came up.

Nangong Yuting originally intended not to drink alcohol, but he couldn't resist the warm invitation of these people.

After all, it was the people under him, so he took a few sips meaningfully.

Of course, foreign whiskey is stronger than domestic whiskey.

This couple of mouthfuls actually went straight to the top!
Even though Nangong Yuting didn't drink much, he felt a little dizzy.

But only a little bit.

As for the others, including Feng Zhe, they were all drunk.

Nangong Yuting: "..." These people's drinking capacity is too bad.

Shaking his head, he called the waiter and asked him to call a car for these people and take them back to the company.

After paying the money, he lifted his foot and left the hotel.

A man walked around the road.

After a long time, he came to a shop selling ice cream.

There was a bench at the entrance of the shop. Nangong Yuting was stunned for a moment, then walked over and sat down on the bench.

He leaned his head against the back wall, closed his eyes slightly, and what came to mind was his and Quan Jing's childhood.

Thinking about it, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, a young man came out of the shop and came to him: "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

(End of this chapter)

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