Chapter 1833: Relief
“You are awesome!”
Sister Lai pointed at her nose and was about to curse, when Zhou Po winked at the assistant, who quickly pulled Ye Linlin out.
I don’t know whether it was because I didn’t pull hard or because I really couldn’t hold it back. Even under the restraints of a grown man, Ye Linlin could still jump up and curse. She didn’t use any curse words in every sentence, but it was hard to hear, but her hands were She was always holding the man's arm. She was not tall, but she felt like she was squirting in someone else's arms.
She waited until he was taken some distance away from the RV before she stopped. She patted the man's arm. She stood back and straightened her clothes. "Okay, you don't have to hold me back. I don't really want to jump over."
The corners of the man's eyes twitched, and he stared blankly at her dancing away while humming a little tune with her hands behind her back.
In the RV, Sister Lai couldn't even breathe smoothly, "How did you recruit people for your crew? Why are there all cats and dogs, but no quality at all!"
Zhou Po's eyes darkened. There was still a smile of a good old man on his face, "The little girl is young, don't be as knowledgeable as her, I will talk about her later."
"If it is not Director Chen's team, we will recruit these people, I I really don’t like it!”
Sister Lai was annoyed and sat down to drink tea without even saying hello to Zhou Po.
In the bedroom, Song Yuan took two sips of hot water and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I have nothing to do. Sister Lai is just too nervous."
Her voice was low and could be heard. There was a trace of weakness in her voice, "Did I bother you? You were on vacation."
Nan Jiaojiao said: "Where is the injury? Can you show me the wound?"
Song Yuan's eyes flashed with short-term emotions, "Jiaojiao, can you do it?"
"I can't, but I have to see how the wound is."
She politely added: "Is it convenient?"
"Convenient, it's okay."
Song Yuan was wearing two pieces of home clothes, and she tied the clothes around her left waist Pull it up to expose a little injury on your waist. It was pricked so deep that the blood stagnated.
“The doctor has treated it for me. He said that if you don’t cover the wound, it will heal faster. I was stumbling on my waist at that time. The waist injury recurred and the pain was severe. In fact, It’s not that serious.”
Nan Jiaojiao came closer and briefly glanced at the wound.
"What's wrong?" Song Yuan noticed that her expression was different.
Nan Jiaojiao only said: "It's nothing, I will find out and give you an explanation."
"You don't have to be so harsh when talking to me," Song Yuan put down her clothes , said softly: "Sister Lai is the only one who is serious. I don't care so much about the truth. In our industry, there are many such things, and you are also implicated by me."
Nan Jiaojiao thinks she is with She didn't have such a deep friendship, so what she said was a bit excessive, "You come to me, do you have anything else to say?"
Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, "No, I'm just afraid that you will be too worried, and I want to forgive you, but it seems that I am too worried."
She shook her head and smiled, her pale face gone. How bloody, after removing the makeup, the color of the lips is approaching a sickly white color.
There were voices outside. It was Su Miaotong who was here. Just now Nan Jiaojiao asked her to go back and get her computer.
She turned on the computer and called up the surveillance.
They have the right to monitor the office shared with Shen Bin and the two rooms where costumes are stored.
"What are you pretending to check? Do you think you can think of it? Haven't we done it before? Since you deliberately hid the needle, the surveillance has been deleted by you!"
Sister Lai's sarcasm was not finished yet, and she glanced at The screen suddenly changed.
(End of this chapter)