The entire conference room was plastered with notes of all sizes, in a variety of dialects, and the content was roughly the same: "There is something important lost, please return it to Su Zhihao's assistant." ”

Of course, this can't be a note posted at the time of the meeting, it should be an all-night meeting, Song Siyuan waited for everyone to leave, and then secretly pasted it, and it will be written in various dialects, maybe I am afraid that the cleaning aunt can't understand Mandarin, so she took so much pain.

Huang Zhen'er took down a note casually, and saw that there was a crooked drawing of something similar to a lock on it, Song Siyuan didn't see what the thing looked like when he lost it yesterday, but since he picked up the key, of course, the other thing missing was the lock, he relied on his own speculation, and according to the texture of the key, he drew a pattern that was not at all like, but people could understand it at a glance.

A person has done such a thing for himself, Huang Zhen'er held the note, her heart was warm and sour, the warm thing was that she thanked Song Siyuan for favoring her so much, and the sour thing was that the people she valued didn't take her mind seriously.

Love is like this, chasing each other, only knowing that they want to run forward, but forgetting to look back, when they are chasing another person, there is another person behind them with the same effort waiting for them to stop.

But she doesn't have such thoughts about Song Siyuan, this is the most regrettable place, falling in love with someone is the beginning of masochism, she came here for Su Zhihao, and after waiting for Su Zhihao for all these years, these feelings are impossible to shake because there are other suitors.

Sighing faintly, she patted the lock in her pocket, folded the note, and put it in her pocket.

When she walked out of the conference room, Huang Zhener met the cleaning aunt again, and she said to the aunt: "I have seen what the director posted in the conference room, can you clear those up, so that others don't see it." ”

The aunt had a very good impression of her, and immediately agreed, took the broom and went to the conference room to clean up.

Carrying a bunch of drinks back to the lounge, she distributed them according to her personal requirements, and finally brought the coffee to Su Zhihao, looking at her, there was nothing special on her face, so she didn't think much about it, Su Zhihao shrugged, stood up and asked the costumer to put the suit jacket on himself.

Secretly hid in the corner and took out the box, carefully took the lock out of the pocket, opened the plastic bag, and put the lock back in the box, just Su Zhihao turned around and asked the costume designer to adjust the collar on the back, and saw her sneaky movements, I couldn't help but look at it twice, and found that she put a lock with a special shape, and put it in a box with great care, and quickly put it into the bag.

Isn't that a gift?

All of a sudden, his face changed, but thinking about the small time just now, it seemed that he didn't have a chance to receive anything, and when she left, Song Siyuan also entered the house and asked a few staff members to go out to help, and there should be no meeting between the two.

Maybe it's just something that the little girl bought and played with herself, and opened it to see it when she was bored!

He didn't take this to heart, and after changing his clothes, makeup and hair were done, he sat in the lounge and waited for the machine to turn on.

Reciting the script again, holding the script, he saw Huang Zhen'er sitting alone in the corner in a daze, not knowing what to think in his head, but he just thought of the lock just now.

"What did you just put in the box? Looks like a gift! He deliberately understated, as if to ask casually.

But Huang Zhen'er was nervous, this was indeed a gift, but she hadn't made it up yet, she planned to wait for Song Siyuan to ask Song Siyuan for the key to keep it with him, and then give it to Su Zhihao together.

"Nothing!" When blurted out like this, Huang Zhener's expression was very unnatural, and she emphasized: "It's not a gift, it's just my own thing!" ”

Su Zhihao immediately became suspicious, and said very unceremoniously: "Since it's not important, then borrow it from me to take a look!" ”

How so...... Huang Zhen'er was very anxious, she protected her bag with both hands, and the air conditioner was on, but she was sweating profusely.

"If you say it's not something important, then take a look."

"No need, have you memorized the script? Now you should have to memorize the script, wait a minute, don't you still have to play against the heroine first? ”

Stretching out his hand, "You don't have to worry about it, I'll show you the things." Su Zhihao's words are a bit overbearing.

A few staff members next to him were embarrassed, and they didn't know whether to leave or stay, so they just pretended not to hear anything, and continued to be busy with the work in hand, and those who were not busy also pretended to rummage through other things, in short, just don't get involved in this bureau, God knows what is wrong with Su Zhihao and his assistant.

But many times, this time is so unfortunate, it just so happened that Song Siyuan arranged the heroine there, and the play was almost the same, and he wanted to invite Su Zhihao to come over to play, push open the door, and just saw Huang Zhener.

He really didn't think much about it, and asked, "Zhen'er, the cleaning aunt just said that you got something?" ”

It's good to die or not, do you want to ask this at this point in time? Huang Zhen'er panicked in her heart, looked at Su Zhihao's increasingly ugly expression, and then looked at Song Siyuan, who didn't know what was going on, and finally nodded.

"Got it, thank you Director Song."

"That's good!" Song Siyuan walked towards Huang Zhen'er, took out the key kept in his place, and handed it to Huang Zhen'er. "Take it well, since you think this thing is so important, don't lose it again."

In fact, there is no problem with these words, Huang Zhener lost the lock, Song Siyuan picked up the key, everything is natural, but in Su Zhihao's ears, it has become another story.

His idea was that this was a gift from Song Siyuan to Huang Zhen'er, and she didn't let herself see it just now, obviously she didn't want him to touch it, but she didn't know that this was what she was going to give herself.

The flames in his eyes burned like forest fires, and he gritted his teeth, his handsome face twitched, revealing a cold breath.

Song Siyuan, who hadn't found out what was wrong, walked back to Su Zhihao and politely invited him out to play.

"Got it, I'll take it here and get out immediately." He suppressed the angry scolding that was about to burst out in his voice, and reluctantly responded steadily.

"Okay, let's wait in the conference room, wait for the next book to read once, and we can officially start filming."

Before Song Siyuan left, Su Zhihao asked the other staff members to go out by the way, leaving Huang Zhener alone, ostensibly saying that he wanted to brew emotions, but in fact he wanted to ask things clearly.

Hearing that they could leave, the staff was naturally happy, and immediately dispersed, although Song Siyuan began to feel wrong, and it was inconvenient to stay, so he had to follow.

As soon as the door closed, Su Zhihao quickly approached Huang Zhen'er, picked up the lock she was still holding in her hand, and asked angrily, "What the hell is going on?" ”