Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

When Nangong orange woke up, the position around him was already cold. She reached out and touched the empty seat next to her. She buried herself in the quilt again.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Madam, breakfast is ready!" The servant said at the door.

"I see!"

When Nangong orange came downstairs, there was no shadow of Ji Liangchuan in the restaurant.

"And sir?"

"Sir, I have a morning meeting. I left early!" Housekeeper Yuan said and set up a delicious breakfast.

"Oh!"

After Nangong orange breakfast, when we were about to go out, several men in overalls and toolbox came in.

"Madam, let's go!" The assistant waited in front of the car early.

"Yes!"

On the way to shoot, the assistant suddenly opened his mouth.

"Madam, some newly signed models came today.

Your shooting will end before the end of the month and will be put into use and publicity. Leave all the rest to other models! "

Nangong orange nodded. The workload of the group was too heavy. She really can't bear it. In addition, the Ji family has a lot of criticism against her.

"Well, you can deal with the rest!"

"OK!"

Sure enough, when Nangong orange arrived at the dressing room. There were several good-looking models waiting, and she could still hear their whispering voices coming into her eardrums.

"I heard that she crowded out the stars and models who had shot many promotional films for the group before. The traffic was not generally good."

"He is the president's wife, and her resources are not bad. People have a back door, we can't compare... "

Nangong orange ignored it and went directly to prepare for shooting.

At noon, Nangong orange answered Han Jingshu's phone in the break.

They are chatting!

"Oh, what about the president's wife? She has not climbed into President Ji's bed relying on her body." One of the models changed clothes with disdain on his face and followed the other nose up.

"You look like a ghost. Why do you occupy our best resources.

The best endorsements of the group were given to her, bad luck! "

They stood side by side in front of Nangong orange with a sneer, blocking her way.

Nangong orange hung up the phone. She looked at the two people in front of her carefully.

Pretty good, but it doesn't look good.

In particular, they stared at her coldly, as if they could peel her alive.

A woman who looks good and has good conditions in all directions. The heart is so vicious, because Nangong orange robbed their endorsement.

Today, I finally caught Nangong orange himself.

"Provoke me?"

"A chicken that doesn't lay eggs occupies the pit and doesn't shit. Get out of here! "

"Yes, disgusting. You think you're Mrs. Ji and you can turn the sky? "

They pushed Nangong orange and raised their hands to beat people.

"If you two dare to touch me, the consequence is..."

Nangong orange suddenly sees Xia Chen's figure. She immediately falls to the ground and asks Xia Chen for help.

"Assistant Xia, come on... They beat me..."

Xia Chen was stunned and hurried back. He saw Nangong orange falling to the ground and moaning.

Isn't that the model just signed?

"Are you all right, madam?" Xia Chen quickly picked up Nangong orange.

"Xia Zhu..."

"What's going on?"

"President Ji!"

"President Ji!"

When the young model saw Ji Liangchuan, they immediately felt a great disaster. They respectfully stood aside and turned to Nangong orange, the demon.

"Husband, they beat me. Look at my legs!" Nangong orange lifted up his trouser legs. There were really scratches.

"She fell down by herself..."

"We're just passing by!" They were frightened and didn't dare to look at Liangchuan's cold eyes last season.

"Husband, they scolded me as a chicken that doesn't lay eggs and told me to go away. They were on top..."