As soon as the Secretary finished the rest of the meal, Yu Song brought all the documents that star international needed to deal with.

Looking through several documents, Shen Fanxing inadvertently glimpses Bo Jingchuan's working appearance.

After lunch, both of them took a bath. Bo Jingchuan changed into a clean blue vertical striped shirt. Now he was sitting upright on the chair, with a rare pen in his well-defined fingers, and looked at the papers in his hands coldly and indifferently.

That a pair of condensation rigorous appearance, and everywhere is full of endless wisdom and calm and precious.

Just sitting quietly, doing nothing, exuding unspeakable charm.

Shen Fanxing stares at him for a while, looks at his serious and rigorous appearance, and then looks at some of the documents beside him. He secretly sighs, yawns silently, picks up a document again and puts it in front of him

When Bo Jingchuan finished processing the documents in the afternoon, he looked up and saw the figure on the sofa. He didn't know when, but he was lying there asleep.

Some unexpected smile, always think she is diligent and capable, but there is no lack of lazy time!

He got up and went to her and took out the document in her hand.

Alertness makes Shen Fanxing open his eyes.

But when she came into contact with Bo Jingchuan's familiar face, she sighed with ease.

Bo Jingchuan picked her up.

"Well? Where to? "

"Sleep in the lounge." Bo Jingchuan can lower the voice, softly.

Shen Fanxing didn't speak any more and let Bo Jingchuan carry him into the rest room.

After being tossed about in the dressing room for so long, she really should be tired.

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on the other hand, Gu Zeyan continued his coffee cup after cup, and his assistant never showed up again.

Pei yaochi sat next to him and never mentioned anything that he was asked to shoot.

He didn't go down the steps himself before, but now no one has paved them for him, but he is a little fidgety.

Stuffy spirit called assistant to come over, "how to return a responsibility?"? How many calls did the crew make? "

The assistant was embarrassed and helpless.

"Not a single call."

"What?" Gu Zeyan immediately frowned.

The assistant looked at his face and knew that he was in a hurry. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he even said: "Mr. Gu, I think it's almost OK to air them for nearly three hours. Xiao Mingjie is a famous photographer in our domestic platoon. If he is punished severely, it's also a trouble if he puts on a pair of shoes for us Why don't we go over now and treat Xiao Mingjie better at that time, so as not to add fuel to the fire You What do you say? "

Gu Zeyan doesn't understand this. He just wants to give Shen Fanxing a wake-up call. If he really causes trouble for himself, it will take time and energy to solve it, big or small.

"Come on, let's go."

Pei yaochi stood up at this time with a tired face.

"I'm not going with you because I'm not feeling well."

Gu Zeyan frowned, but Pei yaochi had turned away.

When the assistant drove Gu Zeyan to the studio, he found that the studio was not Xiao Mingjie's shooting team, but this other team renting the studio.

Shooting for a new product of a treasure shop.

Gu Zeyan's face sank, and the assistant called Xiao Mingjie's assistant.