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Chenxi group is tentatively scheduled for the startup ceremony this Friday.

Seeing Qin Youle rushing out of the room, song Tingchen, sitting on the sofa in the living room, frowned. He was holding today's morning post in his hand.

"Sorry, sorry!" Qin Youle apologized repeatedly. She remembered setting the alarm clock yesterday, but she didn't think about it in the morning and let her oversleep.

Song Tingchen didn't speak. He glanced at the time on his mobile phone and stood up and walked to the bathroom. It has been his habit to read newspapers every morning for many years. As the president and famous director of Chenxi group, he must have a keen sense of the market and not miss any market orientation.

Fifteen minutes later, Qin Youle brought the prepared breakfast to song Tingchen.

"Sorry about that night." After hesitating for a long time, Qin Youle decided to apologize to song Tingchen. Although she felt she was right, she didn't want to continue the cold war with song Tingchen.

Since she came out of song Tingchen's room that night, song Tingchen has ignored her for several days. When Qin Youle talked to him, song Tingchen didn't hear him. Qin Youle was almost driven crazy.

"I don't accept it." Song Tingchen said calmly. He was still eating the western breakfast in front of him gracefully and calmly.

Although Qin Youle's family is rich, she has special talent in cooking, especially in making pastries, which is almost comparable to Professional Pastry masters.

"Why?" Qin Youle pressed his emotions and asked.

Hearing Qin Youle's words, song Tingchen put down the milk in his hand. He looked at Qin Youle's eyes and said slowly, "because you're not a sincere apology."

A sincere apology? Qin Youle's pupil immediately widened. It was clear that she was right that day. Song Tingchen was inexplicably angry. Now she took the initiative to apologize to him, but he refused. Of course, Qin Youle only kept these words in his heart and didn't dare to say them directly.

Reading countless people, song Tingchen had already seen through Qin Youle's careful thinking.

"Don't apologize if you don't think you're wrong!" Song Tingchen turned and left the table, leaving such a cold word.

Qin Youle was there for a long time and didn't react.

"Don't you go yet?" Took the suit and saw Qin Youle still sitting at the table. Song Tingchen said faintly.

Five minutes later, Qin Youle changed his clothes when he came out of the room. Today is the opening ceremony of her film. As a screenwriter, she naturally needs to change her clothes.

Song Tingchen looked up and down at Qin Youle's clothes. She only wore a simple white short T, with a pair of micro bell bottomed trousers under her feet, a pair of flat sole shoes and a cap in her hand.

"You just wear it?" Song Tingchen slightly shrinks his pupils. Although Qin Youle's temperament matches this dress, it's too casual.

"Is there anything wrong?" Qin Youle looked down at her dress. The sun outside today was very hot, and the Startup Ceremony was outside, so she wrapped herself a little tightly.

"Where's the suit I bought yesterday?" Song Tingchen said with some displeasure that for today's opening ceremony, he specially asked his people to order a skirt according to Qin Youle's size.

"I'm a screenwriter, not a hostess. I don't need to wear a skirt." Qin Youle whispered back. In fact, she wanted to use the dress at night. In the evening, she was going to see Qiao Qianyou's parents at Qiao's house.

Song Tingchen: "

Along the way, neither of them spoke again.

The opening ceremony was lengthy and complicated. The staff were busy with the theater, as well as making up and changing clothes for the male and female protagonists and several main actors.

Qin Youle sat alone in the corner, and the sun made her hair stick to her forehead.

As the chief director, song Tingchen is discussing something with the crew. After the opening ceremony, the shooting will start soon, so there are many things.

Qin Youle pressed the brim of his hat very low.

"Just set the scene there." Song Tingchen pointed the direction to the staff. He turned and saw Qin Youle sitting alone in the corner.

Seeing Qin Youle's thin figure, song Tingchen's eyes shrunk. He took a picture, and the staff walked in the direction of Qin Youle.

"Song Dao!"

Just as song Tingchen was in front of Qin Youle, another very beautiful woman stood in front of him. It was no one else who came. It was the heroine of the film.

Hearing the sound, Qin Youle raised her eyes and looked at the man standing in front of her. She only saw the woman's white and thin thighs and long brown curly hair approaching her waist. The skirt she was wearing just showed a small back waist, and the faint white skin was fascinating.

Seeing that his sight was blocked by the woman in front of him, song Tingchen had a dark face and pursed his lips. His eyes narrowed and looked at the woman.

When song Tingchen looked at her like this, the woman's face turned red. She looked at Song Tingchen with bright and shy eyes and gently opened her lips: "Director Song, I've heard of you for a long time. I feel very honored to cooperate with you!"

"Yes." Song Tingchen's reaction was very cold, and his "grace" almost came out of his breath.

The woman's face became more red. She was full of joy and wanted to get close to song Tingchen. Who knew she was ignored.

"That..." the woman was unwilling to continue to talk.

"What's the matter?" Song Tingchen suddenly asked in a deep voice. His words were to the actress, but his eyes fell on Qin Youle who was just about to get up and leave.

Song Tingchen asked in a deep voice, which stunned both the woman and Qin Youle. Qin Youle frowned back and looked at Song Tingchen. He didn't understand what he was doing.

"Director Song, I have several suggestions for revising the script." The woman looked at Qin Youle along song Tingchen's eyes and understood that Qin Youle attracted song Tingchen's attention. The woman looked at Qin Youle discontentedly.

Qin Youle was keenly aware of the hostility of the woman in front of her. She smiled in her heart. But song Tingchen looked at her more, and the woman was so unhappy?

Not wanting to hear their conversation, Qin Youle turned around and left.

"Wait!" Song Tingchen rushed up and grabbed Qin Youle's hand. "I have something to tell you."

"Director Song." The woman's gentle voice came from behind song Tingchen. Although her voice was gentle, her eyes were not kind.

Looking at the jealousy in the woman's eyes, Qin Youle said with a smile: "Director Song, someone is looking for you."

Song Tingchen didn't let go of Qin Youle's displeasure. Was she jealous?

"Today is the start-up ceremony. We'll talk about it later!" Song Tingchen said coldly with his back to the woman. He always hates to get close to him with all kinds of excuses, no matter what the purpose is!

"I..." the woman felt wronged. She looked at the script in her hand and walked away bitterly.

"She's gone. Can she loosen it?" Seeing the woman leaving, Qin Youle glanced at Song Tingchen's hand, and he held her wrist tightly.

Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle's calm eyes and loosened his hand: "are you with me?"

"Ah?"

"There's something you need to do!" Song Tingchen's voice suddenly increased, his Adam's Apple moved up and down, and returned to the normal volume, "don't you want me to change your manuscript beyond recognition?"

"Er..." Qin Youle had to follow song Tingchen.

Song Tingchen at work is not as domineering and savage as he is in his apartment. Although he is still vigorous, he is a lot gentle to people.

Standing next to song Tingchen, Qin Youle felt relieved. Song Tingchen is always meticulous and extremely strict with people and things. Qin Youle hardly needs to worry.

"Song Dao, water." The weather is very hot. Towards noon, the sun is shining, and many people are sweating.

"Yes." After receiving the water, song Tingchen turned and handed it to Qin Youle.

"Go and get some more bottles!" Seeing this, the supervisor immediately ordered his men to get water again. He smiled and said, "Director Song, the new comer doesn't know the rules. I'm sorry."

"I hope you will pay attention to the screenwriter in the future." Song Tingchen said expressionless, "whether this film can be made well depends on the screenwriter. If she is not satisfied, do you think the film can be good?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The supervisor and others nodded yes.

Qin Youle's heart warmed. Song Tingchen's words immediately increased her weight in the crew. She raised her eyes and looked at Song Tingchen. He looked really good at his serious work.

After a little busy, everything was finally ready.

After some important leaders, producers, sponsors and others speak, there is a simple incense ceremony.

"Director Song, come here, you come here." The co-workers were arranging the station, and song Tingchen was naturally arranged in the middle of the front row.

"Come on, the two main actors are standing nearby."

"Miss Qin, are you going to stand..."

The co-workers looked at Qin Youle and were embarrassed. The heroine had stood next to song Tingchen. He couldn't let others give way, but the whole crew saw song Tingchen's care for Qin Youle just now.

Qin Youle smiled calmly: "I'm here now. It doesn't matter."

"Then, OK!" A relieved smile appeared on the staff's face. It was not easy for him to do this job. He was often afraid of offending others.

The woman standing next to song Tingchen turned back and smiled triumphantly at Qin Youle.

Looking at the inexplicable smile, Qin Youle was stunned at first, and then smiled pointlessly. Anyway, she had no special relationship with song Tingchen.

But why, seeing other women approaching him, Qin Youle was still a little sad.

After cleaning up everything, it's dinner at night. In addition to the crew, there are other important guests to entertain.

"Song Tingchen, I have something to go first!" Qin Youle looked at the time and sent a text message to song Tingchen.

"Where to go" song Tingchen replied with two simple words, not even punctuation.

After reading the text message, Qin Youle put his mobile phone into his backpack. Qiao Qianyou's car has been waiting at the door.

"Where are you going?" When Qin Youle came to the door, song Tingchen suddenly appeared. His eyebrows were locked and his face was not very good-looking.

"I have something..." Qin Youle swallowed her mouth and said. She didn't dare to look directly into song Tingchen's eyes.