food idol

Chapter 343

When Gu Su gave this to Wen Tang, his expression was unpredictable: "Remember, favor is also a kind of investment."

But in the hotel, Song Qiao's new assistant stood at the door, looking at his watch over and over again, and the anxious expression on his face became more and more anxious every time he looked at it.

The little girl raised her hand several times to knock on the door, but she subconsciously softened it the moment she touched the door panel, and the words she yelled were similar to the humming of a mosquito.

"Song, Brother Song, it's time to get up."

Seeing that the time was getting later and later, but there was still no movement inside, the little assistant was crying anxiously, she gritted her teeth, took out the room card from her bag, swiped it and went in, took a few deep breaths before facing the motionless person on the bed. The figure said, "Brother Song, it's time for Brother Song to get up!"

Before he could finish speaking, a pillow was thrown over with the sound of the wind, and it hit the little assistant's face door, making a dull sound.

"Get out!" There was no sleepiness in Song Qiao's voice, which proved that he had already woken up a long time ago, but he didn't intend to get up at all.

He has strict requirements for sleep, and always brings his own pillows when he goes out, and the pillow he threw out just now is one of them.

The pillow was stuffed full of rice husks and plant particles that help sleep, it was very heavy, and just now he threw it out with such force, the little assistant was stunned all of a sudden, and then his face was full of burning pain.

The little assistant has just graduated from university. Although his family background is ordinary, he was raised by his parents. At least he thought that a first-line actor like Song Qiao would have no problem with his character. How could he have such a bad temper? Hands, but shoving and cursing are the order of the day.

Just like today, it was obvious that Director Zhao had said to the crew yesterday morning that everyone should gather in the No. Don't get up, and vent your anger on yourself...

The more she thought about it, the more wronged she became. The little assistant covered her burning and painful face, and she couldn't help but shed tears. She didn't dare to cry, so she had to force herself to ask a second time, "Brother Song, Director Zhao"

In the end, he still didn't finish his sentence, this time Song Qiao directly smashed the alarm clock placed by the bedside.

The alarm clock has an iron shell, and it has sharp four-corner edges at first glance. If it is hit, the consequences will be unimaginable!

The little assistant let out a cry of surprise, kneeling down reflexively with her head in her arms, and the alarm clock brushed her scalp and hit the wall.

She couldn't bear it anymore, covered her mouth and ran outside, and bumped into Song Qiao's manager.

As soon as the latter grabbed her, he immediately asked, "What's the matter, you, you can't even tell someone to wake up? Wait a minute, why are you crying! What's wrong with your face?!"

The little assistant didn't dare to refute, and choked up sobbing and gave a rough outline of the matter, sobbing again, "Brother Liu, I'm sorry, but I really tried my best, woo woo."

After a moment of silence, manager Liu Zhong sighed and patted the little girl on the back, "Okay, you can go to the front to help first."

The little assistant with snot and tears on his face nodded, and asked timidly, "Then Brother Song?"

Liu Zhong pinched his brows and waved his hands, "Okay, you can go, I've been serving him for so many years, why do you need to worry about it?"

When it comes to the word "serving", Liu Zhong's tone is clearly self-deprecating and helpless.

They have been partners for many years, and Liu Zhong also knows that his ancestors are not easy to serve, but how can there be any good money in this world?Before finding a way out, he could only endure it.

(End of this chapter)