The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 566 Wait for me

Chapter 566 Wait for me
The lights in the house are flickering, and the warm halo is extraordinarily romantic.

Quan Jing is used to sitting by the window.

Through the window, looking at the figures walking on the road under the dim neon lights, I feel inexplicably in a trance.

On the opposite side, Nangong Yuting's eyes were stained with a layer of deepness.

Thinking of the nightmares that often came to mind recently, he whispered: "Circle circle."

Quan Jing looked up at him: "Huh?"

Seeing the girl's bewildered face, Nangong Yuting silently sighed in his heart, and handed the steamed bun in front of him: "It's okay, eat this."

With a small steamed bun stuffed into his mouth, he squinted his eyes happily.

For a breakfast, the two ate for almost half an hour.

On the way to the set, Nangong Yuting told Quan Jing about his itinerary for these two days.

Today and tomorrow, he will go to Beishi.

When he comes back and finishes the company's affairs, it will be New Year's Eve.

Quan Jing also told him her arrangement.

Director Zhao said that he is not such an unreasonable person. On New Year's Eve, the entire crew will be on holiday!

Let me ask for a few days...

Zhao Xingang stretched out two fingers: "Two days."

Unfortunately, Quan Jing just received a message from Han Dongqing.

It was said that she was going to attend the Spring Festival Gala of Yuzu TV on New Year's Eve.

In this way, she only has one day to rest!

She couldn't help complaining to Nangong Yuting.

Hearing the girl's words, Nangong Yuting raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her little head, and said in a low voice with indescribable affection, "My family has become a busy person."

Quan Jing gave him an annoyed look: "You are the one who is busy."

No matter how busy she is, she is still in this city.

But he, flying everywhere.

Seeing the girl's small appearance, Nangong Yuting's heart softened.

The gate of the film and television city.

Nangong Yuting stopped the car, leaned over, helped Quan Jing unbuckle her seat belt, touched her forehead, and said hoarsely, "Wait for me."

Quan Jing's hand holding onto the bag tightened a little, her long eyelashes trembling.

With a soft "hmm" like a mosquito, she opened the door and got out of the car.

Standing on the side of the road, he waved at him in the car.

Nangong Yuting smiled slightly: "Go in."

It was rare for Quan Jing to be willful: "No, I want to watch you leave."

Unable to resist her, Nangong Yuting had no choice but to compromise.

After watching him go away, leaving only a trail of car exhaust, Quan Jing looked away, turned around, and entered the set.

*
Quan's Group.

Quan Rin followed Quan Tianxiang into the company building.

The front desk called people respectfully: "Mr. Quan, good morning."

Quan Tianxiang raised his hand and said "OK".

Along the way, Quan Lin absent-mindedly held his mobile phone and followed behind his father step by step.

Ding!
The elevator door opens.

Quan Tianxiang walked out.

Quan Lin followed closely behind.

Not long after, a young man in a suit and leather shoes walked towards him: "Mr. Quan."

Quan Tianxiang gave a "hmm", pointed to Quan Rin behind him and said to the young man, "Mingjie, first guide him to familiarize himself with the company's internal environment, and then in the technical department, find someone to guide him."

Chen Mingjie looked respectful: "Okay, Mr. Quan."

When looking at Quan Rin, Chen Mingjie's face was also respectful: "Young master, please come with me."

Unexpectedly, before Quan Rin could respond, Quan Tianxiang's words sounded again.

He said: "In the company, there is no such thing as a young master or a young master, call him by name."

Chen Mingjie sweated silently in his heart: "Yes, Mr. Quan, I understand."

It seems that the rumors are true, Mr. Quan's son...is not very favored.

(End of this chapter)

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