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That jewelry is not an imitation, it really counts as an unearthed cultural relic. It was sold for tens of millions of dollars in the antique circle. , it has been emphasized over and over again to be careful not to damage or lose it.
Wen Ning was so panicked that her palms were sweating. She remembered that the hairpin and necklace were always on her body when they were filming. The long and irreparable edges and corners of the chain had worn red marks on her neck and collarbone, but even so , she didn't dare to take it off easily. After the last scene was filmed, she carefully put away this set of valuable jewelry and handed it over to the people in the props team, but how could it be...
The make-up artist heard it and was anxious, but because there was President Jiang staring at him, she didn't dare to be too harsh, and could only complain in a low voice: "When I pulled your hair, I didn't. Did I remind you that you have to pay more attention?"
Wen Ning clenched her palms tightly, and her face that was already red from the heat was even hotter: "When I finished work, I really put away the jewelry and handed it over to Xiao Qiu from the props team, director, why don't you stop? Ask Xiaoqiu?"
However, before the director could speak, the makeup artist took over: "Didn't Xiaoqiu ask for leave? Ningning, did you remember it wrong? Think about it again, don't say you will lose tens of millions if this thing is gone, it's just Money can't buy it back..."
Yu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the sofa, was sweating uncontrollably. She only heard the gossip a few hours ago. She thought that Wen Ning and Jiang Shu had parted ways. She never thought that Jiang Shu would suddenly appear in the private room. She, who was watching the fun in place, couldn't squeeze out the slightest smile at the moment, and the phone under her palm kept vibrating.
She didn't have to look at the caller IDs to know that they were all from Xiaoqiu from the props group.
Jiang Shu, still holding a warm cup of milk in his hand, walked behind the little girl with a sullen face. When passing by Yu Xiaoxiao, his eyes swept coldly for a moment, and then he took it back indifferently.
"What are you panicking about?" The man still had the calmness and composure that only belonged to the superior, he pulled Wen Ning to his side, looked up at the director, "lost the hairpin and necklace?"
Director: "This... President Jiang, we don't blame her, it's this..."
Jiang Shu understood the reasoning, and didn't embarrass anyone, he nodded: "I asked Nintendo to send someone to investigate."
He believed his Wen Ning, even though he received the endorsement fee, he had never seen her spend a lot of money to feel sorry for her own silly girl, so how could she put so much effort into coveting hairpin jewelry that did not belong to her, if she really wanted to really like it , as long as she said a word, even if it was the moon in the sky, he would pluck it for her desperately, how could he do such a shameful thing.
She doesn't even look down on his Jiang Shu's net worth.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out. She frowned and cut off the phone calls from Xiaoqiu several times, biting her lip tightly and didn't dare to look up.
The director's face did not look too relaxed: "This... President Jiang, this hairpin..."
"You can say the number, as many as you want." How much money is in Jiang Shu's place is just an irrelevant number.
"No... President Jiang, this is what we borrowed from He Shao. This He Shao is not a poor person. We really can't explain it there..."
Jiang Shu's thoughts were all on Wen Ning's hot red lips at the moment. The little girl bit her tightly because she was nervous and flustered. The man raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "He Cheng?"
"Hey, yes." The director nodded.
Jiang Shu chuckled and laughed casually: "Don't worry about He Cheng, it's just a matter of words."
He reached out to Wen Ning's soft hair and rubbed it with his big hand: "Just treat her as a gift."
"It's just..." The man stretched his tail and stretched out the milk cup reluctantly, "You are obedient, drink the milk first."
When Wen Ning returned to her room at night, it was past ten o'clock at night.
She was not psychologically prepared, and when she entered the room, she was taken aback by Jiang Shu lying on the small sofa.
There was only a lamp in the room, and as soon as she opened the door, Jiang Shu sat up with a rather resentful expression.
"Finally know you're back?" Jiang Shu snorted coldly, and the tone of his words showed the stubbornness of the empty-nest old man who was alone in the empty room.
Wen Ning blinked unconsciously: "Why haven't you left yet?"
She thought he went home after he left the private room.
Jiang Shu is not a member of the crew and has no interest in that kind of occasion. Originally, he just wanted to see her, but he didn't expect a few more episodes. Later, he forced her to finish drinking milk, greeted the director at random, and left. .
Wen Ning was embarrassed to leave early and stayed until just now.
Jiang Shu snorted again: "You drove me away again? You little conscience, how much wine did I drink for you on an empty stomach..."
Wen Ning licked her lips and glanced at the table. The instant noodles she threw to him before leaving was still completely on the table, motionless.
"Why didn't you eat?"
Jiang Shu followed her line of sight and looked over: "You gave it away, I can't bear to eat it."
"Besides, no one accompanies me to eat..."
Wen Ning: ...
"Then you should be hungry."
Jiang Shu snorted, got up from the sofa, walked to Wen Ning's side a few steps, held her wrist, and pulled the person to him.
Wen Ning frowned: "What are you doing, Jiang Shu, let go, it's very late, go home..."
Jiang Shu displeased and said, "It smells like alcohol and tobacco."
Wen Ning tilted her head and sniffed: "There are so many people in the private room, it's sticky..."
"Eat and drink with outsiders and don't eat bowls of noodles with me..."
Wen Ning: "..."
"Did anyone advise you to drink after I left?"
Wen Ning shook his head, he was like that, who would dare.
Jiang Shu's face was stern and his voice was soft: "When I was with me, when did I let you touch wine..."