Chapter 134

Zheng Jun'an didn't ask carefully. He turned around several times a day, and he was exhausted.

Cheng Lele's home is not far away. It's ten minutes away.

The car stops slowly, and the surrounding scene becomes more and more familiar. Cheng Lele really hopes that the time will be still at this moment. She wants to be like this, watching her brother Jun'an quietly.

The housekeeper waiting at the door all the way to open the door for her. Zheng Junan unbuckled her seat belt with a long arm. "Lele, you're home. Go back and have a good rest."

Cheng Lele pouted out his mouth, very unhappy. "OK."

She hasn't spent enough time with brother Jun'an.

She reluctantly moved her little fart and got up.

"Lele, wait a minute." At the moment when she got up, Zheng Junan suddenly thought of something and stopped her.

Almost at the same moment when his voice just dropped, Cheng Lele quickly turned around, blinking a pair of bright eyes as clear as a stream.

"Brother Jun'an, what else can I do for you?" Does he finally remember to give himself a goodbyekiss.

"Your coat." Zheng Junan takes off a small white sweater and hands it to her. Cheng Lele looks away at it.

Brother Jun'an doesn't follow the bully line of president in the romance novel. Her good night kiss, inseparable hug before leaving, and Cheng Lele's little face are sad and tangled together.

Mingming also showed a smile one second before, and then become aggrieved again. It's very sad. It's said that women's mind is hard to guess. Zheng Junan thinks that little girl's idea is even more difficult to ponder.

Following Cheng Lele's eyes, Zheng Junan saw the coat in his hand and immediately understood it.

The coat was taken back, and he said, "I'm sorry, my brother has soiled your coat. When it's cleaned, my brother will give it back to you."

Cheng Lele's cheeks are bulging. Brother Jun'an's elm wood!

"No, I have a lot of coats. My brother can keep them if he likes them."

After cool dropped this sentence, Cheng Lele turned around with short legs and walked towards the bright door.

Zheng juntou's face was dazed. The housekeeper smiled at him apologetically. He closed the door and hurriedly followed his miss.

Zheng Junan looks at the assistant driver's seat, the lovely bubble sleeve T-shirt, a black thread, a girl's clothes, he likes a ghost!

Silently shaking his head to put away his clothes, he drove away.

*As soon as jianxiaolu got home, she was too lazy to take off her shoes and fell on the big bed.

At the thought of what happened in the evening, she was even angrier. She pricked up her ears and listened to the noise in the next room. There was no sound. She didn't know if he had come back.

Hum, if he doesn't come back, it's best to be angry on the street.

In my mind, I can't help but stretch my hand into the bag, find out the mobile phone, press the bright screen to see that there are two missed calls, the time is exactly 20 minutes ago, the time on the way back from her car.

"It's too late to be soft now that you have to face and suffer."

After saying this to herself, she unlocked her cell phone and clicked on the latest missed call in the call record. She was disappointed.

How could it be the director...

she thought it was Ye Jincheng.

Is trance and melancholy, mobile phone to call, or director.

"Director, what can I do for you?"

I'm calling to inform you that I've added a few more scenes for you. I'll remember to come to the set to make up before 9 o'clock tomorrow

There is no doubt about the director's words. Jane Xiaolu didn't even have the chance to put in a word, so he finished a series of words.

At the end of the day, he added, "this is something that I've negotiated with the deputy director of the producer. I've already informed your agent. Get ready."

Jane Xiaolu looked stunned and pulled open her cell phone, which had already hung up.

I can't digest this huge amount of information for the time being.

Is this the rhythm to ask her to go back to filming? Isn't she finished?

Looking for the phone number of agent Jiang Jie in the address book, Jiang Jie's wechat is coming. Click in to have a look. It's a picture.

I vaguely think it has something to do with the script. Sure enough, enlarge the picture. It's really a newly added plot fragment. There are more than ten pictures.

She was clearly liberated, why suddenly told her to change the plot and add drama.

I don't know how to think about it.

On the other hand, assistant Lin calls cautiously to report to boss that he has informed the director about the addition of actors.

Ye Jincheng said, "well done."

He also wondered why, in the evening, boss suddenly wanted to call him and ask him to negotiate with the director about adding scenes.

"Mr. Ye, I don't understand why you do this?"

In response to assistant Lin, there was a silence. Without seeing it, assistant Lin could automatically associate a spectacular scene of stormy waves in his mind.Well, he's talkative.

"Mr. Ye, it's late. Have a rest earlier. Good night."

"Well."

Well, assistant Lin, who hung up the phone, was confused. He couldn't understand what he thought.

After thinking hard, I finally came to the conclusion that boss and Miss Jane had a quarrel, but it was still the kind of quarrel that was very fierce. In order to keep her eyes clean, boss chose to keep Miss Jane away from his sight.

No matter how assistant Lin guessed it out, at least he guessed it right. Ye Jincheng really quarreled with Jane Xiaolu, or the quarrel was particularly fierce.

Ma ya, this doesn't mean that his good days are coming to an end, but also that he has to face the cold face of boss to spend another day of suffering.

The cold war lasted for five days. Ye Jincheng didn't appear in front of jianxiaolu, and jianxiaolu didn't go to him either.

This day, she looked at the revised script, and the director pasted it up like a dog skin plaster. "Xiaolu, are you satisfied with the new script?"

Jane glanced a few times, put the script aside, nodded her head, "satisfied."

Can you not be satisfied with the plot of the character who lost his loyalty to protect the Lord and fell off the cliff.

When he heard that he was satisfied, the director's face couldn't close his mouth. Behind him, however, there was a rich man who raised money to make him look after Jane Xiaolu. The director was very happy to do it.

"Just be satisfied. Do a good job. I am optimistic about your performance with the producer and the deputy director."

Jian Xiaolu didn't speak. The assistant over there began to call the director. The director took a picture on her shoulder, and then swaggered over.

Needless to say, jianxiaolu also knows who is behind the scenes. Otherwise, she has finished her work, and how could she be called back to the crew within a few days.

At the thought of that man, Jane Xiaolu had a headache. She opened her mobile phone and still had no SMS, phone or wechat messages.

She was as listless as a frustrated little ball.