Chapter 78

After an unknown amount of time, Zeng Jun was the only one left in the room. He was standing at the window smoking a cigarette, and there was a neat chessboard on the floor.

"Sir, Mr. Lin has already left. He asked me to tell you." The butler knocked on the door and came in, and said to Zeng Jun who was standing by the window.

Seeing that Zeng Jun didn't answer, the butler closed the door and left.

Zeng Jun smoked a cigarette, looked at the slender figure going away through the window, and recalled what she said just now in his mind.

Outsiders say that Director Zeng is now making commercial films to cater to the tastes of the public, and also to make money. After all, literary films have a small audience, and you, Director Zeng, are no longer the purest director who focuses on interpreting his thoughts with his works.But I think Director Zeng is just unconvinced. You want to tell others that there are so many types of movies, and literary films or commercial films are just one of them. A truly excellent director can handle any type with ease.

Someone once said: "Ah Jun, I never think that making commercial films is secular. Commercial films have a large audience. I want more people to see my films, my world."

He exhaled a puff of smoke, his vision blurred.

Let more people see his world?

Xia Ning came out of the villa, looked at the white swing in the garden, and suddenly stopped in her tracks, with long memories echoing in her mind.

The swing is swaying, the small figure is stretched by the sun, the whole world is bright, the flowers are in full bloom, beautiful and gorgeous.

"Little sister, why are you playing here alone?" A tall figure appeared from behind and enveloped her.

The little girl turned her head and looked up at the black shadow, "I'm waiting for my mother." She turned her head and stared at her feet, wanting to fly higher.

"Your mother is here? Oh, so your mother works in this villa?"

"No, my mother is an actress, and she came here to audition today."

"The role of today's audition is the heroine. It is not easy for your mother to get the heroine. Can you tell me who your mother is?"

"My mother can definitely, my mother's name is..."

Xia Ning suddenly came back to her senses, her pupils tightened slightly, and the bag in her hand tightened, she looked away and left for the parking lot.

In the empty parking lot, only the sound of high heels thumping can be heard, Xia Ning took out the car keys and turned on the phone by the way.

Just as soon as it was turned on, the phone call came.

This time it wasn't Qiao Yu calling, it was Enoch.

Thinking that she hasn't told her son that she will be filming from tomorrow, and they won't see each other for a while, she feels a little guilty in her heart. She has neglected Enoch too much, and maybe she can't make up for it in this life.

She answered the phone directly.

"Hey, Enoch, mom is going to work now, it will take a while to come back, you have to be good, listen to daddy..."

"Xia Ning, it's me." The man's low voice on the phone interrupted Xia Ning's words.

Xia Ning froze for a moment, then said impatiently: "Qiao Yu, are you so interesting?!"

She didn't answer his call, so he called with his son's cell phone number. Isn't this a snake spirit disease? !

"Where are you?" Qiao Yu's voice on the phone was somewhat displeased.

Xia Ning opened the car door, threw the bag in, and sneered, "It's none of your business, don't call me anymore, it's a waste of my battery." Then she hung up the phone.

Why didn't I find him so annoying before, Xia Ning frowned like a ghost, and was about to sit in the cockpit when a black shadow suddenly came up from behind her.

(End of this chapter)

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