Chapter 1392

Assistant Zhao almost vomited dozens of blood. How much is it for a kilometer? Should I take a taxi? Dial the watch. One price for the first three kilometers and one price for each kilometer in the back... Assistant Zhao quickly collected her thoughts. Emma was almost taken astray.

"I think you are so experienced. Did you do this before?" Jiang Xiaomi quipped

She didn't think much, just casually.

Assistant Zhao is helping Jiang Xiaomi sort out the clothes he needs to wear for tomorrow's show. After hearing this, he can't help slowing down.

Jiang Xiaomi noticed something different: "did I say something wrong?"

Zhao Yihuan buried his head and didn't want others to see through her inner embarrassment, so he forced a smile and said, "No."

Assistant Zhao, whose original name was Zhao Yihuan, was once a hot supermodel, but his future was ruined because he made a joke on the T-stage.

After years of wasted time and growth, Zhao Yihuan's mentality has been adjusted. She no longer yearns for the glory of the past. She does her own thing in front of her, but... Sometimes when she hears others mention these, her heart still hurts.

"I... I'll go and see what else to prepare. Have a rest first." Zhao Yihuan didn't want Jiang Xiaomi to see his embarrassment, so he quickly stood up and walked out.

Looking at the back of the other party who left in a hurry, Jiang Xiaomi couldn't help reflecting on himself: what did I say?

Zhao Yihuan came back soon. She washed her face. The water stains on her temples were not dry enough and condensed into a small bead of water along the hairline. Jiang Xiaomi stared at the bright bead of water and felt like tears.

Zhao Yihuan told Jiang Xiaomi some matters needing attention. He looked up at the clock on the wall and felt that the time was almost up, so he said hello to the camera master.

The cameraman was very cooperative and quickly shut down the machine.

"Hard work." Jiang Xiaomi bowed to each other.

The cameraman was flattered: "Mr. Jiang, what a good idea."

After that quarrel, her identity is no longer a secret. Mrs. Lou, chairman Yuewen and granddaughter outside the Chiang family, all these halos together, how dare ordinary people accept her worship.

"I've carried this thing. It's so heavy that it hurts all over my body at the end of the day. Come on, slow down..." she's worked at the grass-roots level, so she can realize that it's not easy to be a grass-roots level. If she meets a troublesome owner, she'll have to be angry if she's tired.

Jiang Xiaomi took the initiative to help take down the camera. Because the lens is very valuable, it would be fatal to touch it a little.

"Hey... I really can't make it!" The camera brother shrank back in fear.

"It's okay, don't touch the lens again."

The camera elder brother only listens to her arrangement. They work together to remove the camera from their shoulders. Jiang Xiaomi took a piece of soft cloth from his pocket: "I tell you, your lens is a good product. The cloth for wiping the lens must be the one with soft texture and no hair loss, or you will suffer."

The cameraman couldn't help but open his chatterbox: "who said no, a piece of cloth costs seven or eight yuan. At the end of a month, I don't know how much to stick in just buying this kind of cloth."

Jiang Xiaomi said, "I'll give you a call. The boss processes and makes it by himself. It's very cheap. You need 100 of them, and each one is more than one piece. It's more cost-effective than in the store. My current lens is Leica. It's hard to maintain."

"What? Leica? How much is that?" After the camera brother exclaimed, he said to himself: "I don't care if I'm as rich as you, not like us..."

Zhao Yihuan couldn't help laughing next to her when she saw how speculative she was talking with the camera brother.

"It's rare to see a man without airs like you."

Jiang Xiaomi looked back at assistant Zhao: "to tell you the truth, I think you look familiar. It seems that you have seen it somewhere."

In fact, I wanted to say it when I first met, but I wasn't familiar at that time. It wasn't very interesting.

Zhao Yihuan touched his cheek: "maybe I have a public face."

Next to the camera brother hurriedly said: "what to hide and tuck in, she is Zhao Yihuan, the former supermodel Zhao Yihuan."

"Hey -" Zhao Yihuan tried to stop it, but he couldn't stand the quick talk of the camera brother.

"I'll tell you. You must have done this before. Otherwise, how could you be so clear."

Zhao Yi welcomed them and smiled reluctantly.

"Why not?" Jiang Xiaomi had another occupational disease.

The camera brother said, "at that time..."

"It's all over. It's good for me to be an assistant now." Zhao Yihuan widened the smile on his face and tried to prove that he was doing well.

There were only three of them in the studio. The others had finished work. After shooting for three days, everyone was very tired, but I didn't know why. The three sat together and chatted like old friends.

Lou tianqin called and asked Jiang Xiaomi why he didn't go home. Jiang Xiaomi said he was chatting with his friends.

After hanging up the phone, there was something wrong with the expressions of the camera brother and Zhao Yihuan.

"What's the matter? I said the wrong thing?" Jiang Xiaomi looked at them with tears and laughter.

The eldest brother of the camera said, "President Jiang, thank you for looking up to us and taking us as friends."

Although I don't dare to take it seriously, it's also kind to listen.

Jiang Xiaomi lowered his eyelashes: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I became a paparazzi before I graduated from art school. I've tasted all the grievances you've experienced. I told myself that if one day Jiang Xiaomi developed, I would never be like those people. What should my eyes grow into my nostrils? What should I be like? Don't think I don't feel like my back hurts when I stand and talk. I really think so."

Zhao Yihuan chuckled: "if only I had your consciousness at that time."

Zhao Yihuan entered the industry at the age of 18. He became a first-line supermodel without having suffered any hardships. It was because it was so smooth that he didn't know how to offend people.

Jiang Xiaomi frowned: "get up from where you fall. Why do you say it like you don't have a chance."

Zhao Yihuan said expressionless, "get up? It's not easy."

It's normal to have an accident during the show, but I'm afraid she's the only one who has lost her underwear.

At that time, the company was very awesome. It kept all the cameramen present and spent a lot of money to buy and destroy the videos of her making a fool of herself.

I thought it could cover up the past, but it didn't take long for the dew point photos to be posted on the Internet.

"At that time, I really wanted to die. As soon as I went out, I felt like I was naked."

In order to ease the atmosphere, Zhao Yihuan also opened the self blackening mode: "who has my bad luck? It's OK to show it to others for nothing. Instead of a dime, he lost his future."

"Those photos... Did you keep them?" Jiang Xiaomi suddenly asked.

Zhao Yihuan breathed tightly: "what's the matter?"

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