The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 467 I will feel distressed

Chapter 467 I will feel distressed
Hengdian Film and Television City.

A low-key Volkswagen parked on the side of the road.

In the driver's seat, Nangong Yuting put one hand on the steering wheel and rubbed Quan Jing's little head with the other, his cello-like voice resounded in the car.

He said, "Remember to miss me."

Staring at her affectionately, Quan Jing lowered her head in embarrassment.

Nangong Yuting smiled lowly, leaned closer, helped her unbuckle her seat belt, lowered her head and touched her forehead lightly: "Go, take care of yourself, don't be too tired, I will feel bad."

With a "hmm" sound from a mosquito, Quan Jing opened the car door and got out of the car.

He waved at him on the side of the road before entering the film and television city.

When passing by the crew next door, Quan Jing paused.

She knew that JY-Yu's TV series "Where I Can't Met You" was being filmed next door...

I don't know, will JY-Yu come?
She was still very curious about this man, except for the hand that he showed in the previous year, he had regained his previous mystery.

Updates are still annoying.

What could be done?Should be chased or must be chased.

After staring at the door for a while, Quan Jing withdrew his gaze and stepped into the set.

the other side.

After Nangong Yuting left, he did not return to the company, but went to Whale Studio.

He had just arrived at the studio when he bumped into Xu Zihang who was whistling in the mirror.

Nangong Yuting: "..."

Get out of the car, stand there with hands in pockets, eyes cold.

Xu Zihang raised his head inadvertently, and saw the figure standing not far away.

He was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his eyes, and then expressed joy: "Boss! Why do you come here when you have time? Did you discover it suddenly, or I am more considerate..."

Nangong Yuting looked over coldly, and Xu Zihang acted like a grandson in an instant.

He didn't dare to say more, but in his heart, Xu Zihang still couldn't help complaining: Boss, the temperature of the central air conditioner is really freezing to death!I'm really worried about his future sister-in-law.

Nangong Yuting, who didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all, directly stepped into the studio.

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Department of Design.

Except for Zhai Tianzhao, all the other male employees gathered together at this moment.

They whispered to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.

A group of people talked more and more vigorously, and they didn't even know that Nangong Yuting had come in.

Xu Zihang saw this scene after chasing him, and a burst of cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

Although the boss is usually quite "tolerant" to them, but most of the time, the boss is quite scary.

At least for now...

Xu Zihang clapped his hands nervously: "Come on, come on, everyone has returned to their positions, listen to what the boss has to say."

Saying so, he even made a "please" gesture to Nangong Yuting in a flattering manner: "Boss, tell me, we will listen."

There was a sudden sound in the office, and the male employees were startled.

Especially, seeing Nangong Yuting's stern face, the group of people didn't dare to say anything, they scattered and returned to their seats in a well-mannered manner.

Nangong Yuting glanced over, pursed her lips slightly, her face was cold.

Walking in front of one of the male employees, Nangong Yuting stretched out his hand: "Here."

From the moment he entered the door, he heard them talking about magazines and mentioning his circle.

The male employee raised his head tremblingly: "Old...boss, what are you taking...what?"

Nangong Yuting lowered his eyes, and said two more words: "Tablet."

Staring at his boss's dark eyes, the male employee resignedly took out the tablet and handed it to him.

On the screen that has not yet dimmed, a photo is currently being displayed...

(End of this chapter)

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