When Bingqing rushed to the Jiang Group, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

She got out of the taxi and saw an unusually conspicuous black arrow business car parked in front of Jiang's door.

Chi Xing, who came out of the glass revolving door, was carefully held by a little girl in work clothes with a smile.

Halfway through, Bingqing remembered that Jiang Yefan said that he went to the studio at eight o'clock this morning to test take hard photos.

She was going to settle accounts with Jiang Yefan, why did the meal she ate yesterday have to be counted on her head.

She just wants to drink red wine, and she doesn't have any expensive Lafite that can go to heaven, so why should she have to pay for it.

What's more, she didn't finish the wine alone.

Well, the last one might be a bit vexatious.

However, no matter what, the old lady is very poor now.

However, compared to work, she can ignore anything else.

Follow the normal process.

Chi Xing got into the business car, which means that the advertisement has entered the normal process.

In the distance, the sharp-eyed Chi Xing saw Bingqing standing alone on the side of the road.

She turned her head and explained to the assistant beside her twice, and walked towards Bingqing in her high heels.

Chi Xing saw her standing in place a little dazed, and couldn't help but hide her face and smile: "Hehe...... I thought you knew. I didn't expect you to get any notice. ”

Bingqing didn't speak, and looked at her coldly and sneered triumphantly.

"Good news for you, but it should be bad news for you." As she spoke, she walked up to her, stretched out her hand to her mouth, and made a secret gesture, but her voice was several times louder.

"We're going to Sanya to shoot an advertisement. When I say we mean me and the staff, not you. ”

"Aren't you angry?" Ji Xing threw a defiant wink.

Then, her voice changed tone, and her words became even more scathing.

"Isn't it bad to be kicked? I know you, you're a workaholic, and you must have done a lot of preparation for the shooting of this commercial. In the end, I was told that I didn't need to go. Isn't it frustrating? ”

Although Bingqing refused to shoot endorsements, she did make a lot of preparations after agreeing to Jiang Yefan.

"I'll tell you a secret." Chi Xing really lowered his voice this time: "It's me, it's me who told Guan Lingye that I don't want to endorse with you." ”

Having said this, Chi Xing subconsciously glanced at his flat lower abdomen, and a sarcastic smile flashed on his face.

After the whisper, a hurried Jin Yu came from behind Chi Xing: "Sister, watch out for your body." ”

Chi Xing's eyes glanced at Bingqing quickly, and Bingqing looked at the little traitor Jin Yu fixedly, as if he hadn't noticed Jin Yu's words.

She glanced at Jin Yu angrily, and Jin Yu realized that she had said the wrong thing, so she hurriedly lowered her head, stood on one side, and waited for Chi Xing to leave like a martial artist, and then she took small steps and followed Chi Xing.

Is Ji Xing pregnant? Bingqing paid attention to Chi Xing's steady step, for fear of falling.

Last time it was "The Legend of a Poor Girl", this time it was an advertising endorsement.

Her fate seems to be controlled by Ji Xing.

She felt that the air around her was very dull, and even though it was winter, she felt hot and dry.

Yaoyao watched the staff busy carrying things, and Chi Xing stepped on the car board elegantly and generously.

She felt only a tingling in her heart.

Actually, she should run to Eno Fan and ask clearly what the hell is going on!

She can be like Chi Xing, playing cute.

But she wouldn't.

Now that the facts are in front of you, why bother with momentary gains and losses.

She comforted herself.

She's still young and can start all over again. You can take on new TV series and new commercials.

You can go to a group performance, you can block messages, you can not listen to the scolding of netizens, you can not browse the web, you can not watch entertainment news......

Thinking about it, she suddenly felt a cold thread in her neck, and it turned out that tears were sliding down.

"Liu Bingqing." A nice baritone came from behind him.

She didn't hear it, and continued to move like a walking corpse with a bitter pace.