48 Misfortune II

Ai Hua's male assistant ran over quickly, he was afraid that Ai Hua's mouth would have a problem, and when he saw Miss Ning Die's complicated expression, he sighed in his heart, he thought it was too late?!

"Mr. Ai," Ning Die frowned, "please pay attention to the proportions of your speech." ”

The male assistant looked embarrassed and was about to explain for Ai Hua, but Ai Hua interrupted him and apologized directly: "I'm sorry, I was reckless, but if Miss Ning insists on wearing this dress to shoot the next scene, I'm sorry, I can't do a casual scene with you." ”

Ning Die didn't know how to fight back for a while, her dress was so eye-catching?

The male assistant made an excuse to let Aihua return to his seat, and he kept apologizing to Ning Die, and said: "Our Aihua is too strict with filming, Miss Ning, don't worry, the cheongsam on your body is really good-looking, each flower is in its own eyes, our Aihua has that temper, and his mouth is ruthless, you can take more responsibility." ”

It stands to reason that Ai Hua is Ning Die's predecessor, and there is no need for a male assistant to be so careful and apologize, but he can't stand the relationship between Ning Die and Huo Cheng, and several people in the crew dare to offend.

Ning Die naturally didn't vent her anger on irrelevant people, and after a while, she pondered it for herself, and said with a smile: "I want to thank Mr. Ai for mentioning it, think about it carefully, my clothes really don't match the plot." ”

A woman who has been let down by a man she loves deeply has to show a strong and crushing taste when she has to face a rival who has snatched her own man.

The cheongsam on her body is plain.

"The next scene is about to be filmed, and now I have to pick out the costumes, I'm afraid it's too late." Seeing her thoughts, Lin Laiyu shook his head and said.

The male assistant saw that Ning Die had a good temper and was gentle, so he had a good impression and said: "You can talk good to the director, let him be accommodating, and move the scene to be filmed later." ”

This is a good way, Ning Die had to go over and tell the director, Deng Jiahui understood what Ning Die meant, but said: "It's good that you have this heart, but the rent of the venue we borrowed for this scene is expensive, and the crew will lose a lot if we delay it for one more day. ”

The director has a point, Ning Die can't be willful, but the costumers in the crew are close to Feng Caier, isn't she boring in the past.

Ning Die sat back in his place and read the script, Zheng Xiu in the play fell in love with Yao Shouyue at first sight, and Ning Die must act amazingly.

She somehow remembered that night in Xiao Sheng's shop, those exotic long dresses that were shining in the light, only such novel clothes could be compared with Feng Caier's cheongsam.

"Miss Ning," one of the four bodyguards, Cheng Liu, came over to deliver a message, "Mr. Huo has brought you a gift." ”

"He's here too?" Ning Die closed the notebook, a little surprised.

"Only people sent things."

Ning Die nodded slightly, she didn't understand why she was disappointed for a moment.

"What sent?" Lin Laiyu smiled ambiguously, "Mr. Huo is so precious. ”

Ning Die was not interested in the gift, continued to look through the book, and lightly instructed Cheng Liu: "Get the dressing room." ”

Within a few minutes, the gifts sent from outside were brought in one after another, and the crew suddenly set off a commotion.

There are more than 200 pieces of film covered in fashion, and the value of the fabric can be seen from afar.

It's not surprising that one or two pieces can be filled, but to fill the dressing room is not something that can be described as a big deal.

"My God," Lin Laiyu covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "Mr. Huo is too rich, and besides, he is too expected!" ”

Ning Die stood at the door of the dressing room without squeaking, only watching quietly, Lin Laiyu gradually noticed that something was wrong, "Huh? These clothes are so familiar, I look like I've seen them somewhere...... Ay! Aren't there a few of them the same clothes you tried on at Mr. Xiao's shop last night? ”

Ning Die furrowed her brows, so what did Huo Cheng want to express when she gave her Mr. Xiao's clothes?