Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Qiao Yan thinks Luo Xiaoyi's words are reasonable.

"I've already cleaned up the things for you. The make-up artist has gone to the scene. Let's hurry. Time is running out!"

Luo Xiaoyi looked at the time and said.

When I went downstairs, I didn't see Gu Qingwei's green Lamborghini. Instead, I chose to drive a Mercedes Benz SUV.

Gu Qingwei considers that Lamborghini is only enough for two people, so he can't let Luo Xiaoyi walk by. Besides, he really wants to develop well with Qiao Yan. Luo Xiaoyi also plays a decisive role in the middle, helping to persuade Qiao Yan to knock on the edge or something.

What's more, Gu Qingwei is on the plane tonight, so he has packed his luggage and put it on the car.

"Come down!"

Gu Qingwei watched Qiao Yan walk down. At this moment, Qiao Yan has no make-up, and her face is as beautiful as a fairy, revealing the taste of collagen.

Qiao Yan's home address is not very far away from the recording scene where I am a big ace, so it's about 20 minutes ago.

Gu Qingwei kindly helps Qiao Yan to take things to the rest room.

Along the way, many staff have been busy, see Qiao Yan have said hello, Qiao Yan also with a sweet smile.

Soon a staff member came to pick up Qiao Yan, but his face was apologetic, "sister Yan'er, I'm really sorry about one thing. This time, there are more people invited to shoot the show, so you may have to share a rest room with other female artists. Please forgive me!"

It's not a big deal, but Qiao Yan has a big coffee seat. The staff are afraid that Qiao Yan will be unhappy.

After all, every female artist on the front line only wants to have an independent lounge and not stay with other female artists.

"How can this be? When we signed the contract, we said we had an independent rest room. How can we change our mind now? " Luo Xiaoyi said.

"I'm really sorry about this... There's something wrong with the line of the studio recently. There are several rooms with no lights and they haven't been repaired. I'm really sorry..."

By Luo Xiaoyi such a question, the staff immediately some at a loss.

After all, it's their fault that they didn't fulfill their contractual obligations.

"It's OK. If you don't have it, it's OK to take us!"

Qiao Yan although also some uncomfortable, but did not say anything.

At the beginning of filming, the conditions were much harder than that, so Qiao Yan didn't care much about it in essence.

The staff immediately came forward to lead the way, "you can rest assured that there won't be many people in the lounge, just another female artist Wu ya'er!"

In fact, the staff are also miserable. They don't understand why so many artists are invited in this issue, and there are also 4-line and 5-line artists like Wu ya'er.

According to the normal principle, it is absolutely impossible for me to play the trump card when there is no work.

So Wu ya'er must have something to do with the leader of the show

However, we only dare to gossip in private, and we dare not put it on the table. When we face Wu ya'er, we still have to call her sister ya'er.

Gu Qingwei helps Qiao Yan carry things into the lounge, opens the door, but sees Wu ya'er already in it. At the moment of seeing Wu ya'er, Gu Qingwei's eyebrows are deeply wrinkled.

How can this woman be here

"Wei Shao, long time no see." When Wu ya'er saw Gu Qingwei, she was not surprised.

After all, as a small artist, she dare not be late, so she has come here early. The staff told him that today she will share a rest room with Qiao Yan. Recently, the things between Qiao Yan and Gu Qingwei have caused a storm all over the city. It's normal that Gu Qingwei will accompany Qiao Yan and appear here.

"Well."

Women's sixth sense has always been very accurate, Qiao Yan smelled between them a trace of abnormal taste, so he asked, "you know!"

"We don't just know each other..." Wu ya'er smiles. The look on her face is very ambiguous, which makes Gu Qingwei feel sick.

"Come out, Wu ya'er!" Gu Qingwei said with a cold face.

"Oh."

Wu Yaer put it down. He was wearing a blush make-up with a snake waist and went out with Gu Qingwei.

Come to the stairwell.

Gu Qingwei's angular face has long been cold as ice, a pair of dark eyes revealed a trace of cold.

"Wu ya'er, the matter between you and me is over. I hope you don't talk nonsense to me in front of Qiao Yan."