“……”

"You...... Say what?"

Squinting at the young boy standing opposite him whose expression seemed to have finally changed a little, the middle-aged staff quietly glanced at the glances cast from all around, and then turned his head and repeated what he had just said in a rather firm tone.

"I mean, we will be responsible for all the damage caused to this young lady, and the apology and medicine are fine, but ......"

As he spoke, the middle-aged staff member glanced at the group of young people standing behind the young boys, and continued almost word for word: "You can't bring these things into the theater. ”

"Ahh

"Yes!

"What kind of attitude do you have?huh?!"

"Why don't you let us in!"

"Ah, don't be impulsive!"

Unconsciously pursed his lips, the young boy reached out and stopped his somewhat restless companion behind him, and then he looked at the middle-aged man standing opposite him and the others, his lips pursed, and he was about to say something.

But it was still the same, and before he could speak, the person on the other side seemed to understand what he was going to say, and blocked his words bluntly.

"Please don't say anything about this matter, be considerate of our work, this is the ...... rule"

As he spoke, the middle-aged staff met the young boy's eyes, and said with a mild but somewhat indifferent attitude: "Decent rules!"

In an instant, a pair of eyes behind the glasses opened slightly, his lips pursed tightly, and the young boy looked at the middle-aged staff in silence, but he didn't say a word for a while.

"That'...... Can that be because I ......?"

At this time, Hui Lin, who was standing on the side, spoke, her little face was a little pale, and her lips were tightly pursed. I didn't even have time to complain about the young boys around me, a pair of eyes just looked at the middle-aged staff with anticipation, although she didn't fully explain, but her meaning was already obvious.

“……”

Looking at the pitiful appearance of this girl slightly lifting her feet, the faint coldness on the middle-aged staff's face faded a little for a moment, but in the end, he still slowly shook his head.

"No, I can't. ”

Two simple words made the group of young people completely silent.

The young boy stood at the front of the group, and he looked at the middle-aged staff and at the faint indifference on each other's faces. Suddenly, the palm that was placed below clenched suddenly, but at this moment, as if sensing something, the middle-aged staff's eyes moved slightly and looked over.

With a sweep of his gaze, the two pairs of eyes met again.

Suddenly, the young boy's eyes widened slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across his face......

In the eyes of middle-aged staff. He saw a deep boredom.

It's not because of his people, it's because of what he does.

Because of what he just said, there is actually no room for maneuver in the first place......

Because for middle-aged workers, the most important thing to care about is nothing else. It's the reputation of the temple of art.

However, because of the young boys, the possibility of trying to solve the matter quietly is gone.

So!

For middle-aged staff, the rest doesn't matter......

The compensatory apology is given to their own side if they want. It's not a big deal anyway, but it's ......

Because of their own words, the middle-aged staff members want to get stuck in their group more and more......

So......

Or is it self-defeating......

Quietly. The young boy's face gradually turned white, and a dejected look welled up from his face, but except for the middle-aged staff member who was silently watching him, the rest of the people didn't notice, including Hui Lin.

She was pulling out her phone and calling someone anxiously......

"Young people, sometimes, it's better to be honest......"

Muttering like this, the middle-aged staff member took one last look at the young man standing opposite him with an obviously stunned expression, shook his head slightly, and then turned back to teach these two guys who caused trouble for themselves a good lesson.

And yet, at this moment-

"The ......"

Suddenly, a voice sounded suddenly, the volume of the voice was not loud, but the scene that was silent for a while was obvious enough.

Suddenly, many people were stunned, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came, but at this look, they couldn't help but be stunned......

……

……

"Oh, boy, have you seen any strangers coming in and out of today's Young Hour Pictorial shooting site?"

"Are you sure?"

"Hey, brother!"

A somewhat helpless voice came from the phone.

"A few of us have been squatting here all night, and I saw Kim Taeyeon and Tiffany sneaking out without an agent......"

"Wait a minute. ”

Suddenly, Jin Sandong, who was holding a mobile phone in one hand, raised his hand, "You mean the two of them didn't bring an agent?"

"Ahh......h But ......"

"Alright!" you continue. ”

Quickly holding a pen and jotting this on the paper, Jin Sandong directly waved his hand, interrupting the other party's idea of wanting to say something else, with a bit of undoubted toughness in his words.

“……”

"Hoo ......"

There was a speechless exhalation on the other end of the phone, and then, the other side continued helplessly: "Then...... Hey, then I watched the two of them go in a taxi, and sent someone to follow them to find that they went to the art hall, and they entered from the underground parking lot, they should have planned to go through the employee passage, which is no problem at all, brother, if you take the employee passage, the people in the company will definitely know, they ......"

"Alright! don't talk about these useless things!"

His brows furrowed suddenly, Jin Sandong's face showed a little impatience, and then he whispered into his mobile phone: "What I want to know is! Are you sure that except for the two of them, there are no suspicious people coming in and out?"

“…… Are you sure. ”

“……”

"Okay, you guys keep watching, and when you call directly. ”

"Yes......"

"Whew-"

Hanging up the phone, Jin Sandong looked down at the paper in front of him that was used to record, suddenly dropped everything in his hand, raised his hands and rubbed his face, leaned back on the sofa, and exhaled a long breath.

"It's really ......"

Raising a hand and resting it on his forehead, Jin Sandong squinted at the incandescent light above his head, and after a moment, his face showed a faint depression, and the confident appearance he had at the beginning of his work disappeared, replaced by a gritted but very weak look.

"Shiba...... Ahh......h How could that kid be so flawless?huh?"-

(To be continued.) )

PS: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the second one is late, the main thing is that the time difference really hasn't been adjusted.

Let's also talk about "Xiba"...... Everybody knows what that means, right? It's a dirty word anyway, huh.