Chapter 19: Frequent Errors

The tight schedule of the itinerary made Nan Lige's life heavy, and he didn't even have any respite, and when he came back from the company's training, he almost took off a layer of himself.

"Xiao Nan, I'm going to shoot an advertisement for Jian's head office tomorrow, I have something I want to tell you first." Because of Jenny Li's warning, although Wei Zhigang had inquired about Nan Lige openly and secretly during this time, Nan Lige's tone was extremely strict, and he didn't say a word to them.

"What's the matter?" Nan Lige sat on the chair next to him, and it could be clearly seen from Wei Zhigang's face that the thoughts in his heart at this time were when she appeared in the company with a contract the next day.

She already clearly felt the different atmosphere in the company, and it can even be said that overnight, she didn't even know what she had done, and her relationship with so many girls in the company became so close all of a sudden.

"You see you've been in the company for a while, so I think you should be telling me the truth. Between you and Mr. Jane, isn't it? Wei Minggang didn't say it explicitly, but just stretched out his hand and gestured in front of Nan Lige.

"Mr. Wei, I think these things are my personal private affairs." Nan Lige's cold answer did not surprise Wei Zhigang.

"Xiao Nan, in fact, you also know, I am not a gossip person, but you also know that in the company, so many people, they are also paying attention to you. I was only curious when I heard someone ask. ”

Of course, Wei Zhigang also knows very well that so many girls in the company are close to her for a while, and they all have their own ways, and they are a little concerned about Jenny Li's reminder.

"Mr. Wei, I guess these things have nothing to do with work, right?" Nan Lige's tone was not clear, and he didn't want to mention this matter clearly.

Wei Zhigang didn't want to say anything, but he casually chatted with Nan Lige about whether he was tired or not in his recent life, and let her leave.

Because tomorrow's shooting plan was arranged, Nan Lige returned home from the company early. It's just that she was a little surprised to see Jian Minghan busy in the kitchen and couldn't see the shadow of a servant, but it made her a little surprised, what day is today?

"Mother Liu, what about them?"

After returning to the room and changing clothes, Nan Lige walked to the kitchen in cute home clothes, and asked about the aroma of rice, but her stomach gurgled in embarrassment.

"I'm giving them a holiday today, and it's just the two of us here, how about it?" Jian Minghan looked at Nan Lige with an uninhibited smile, but watched her puff out her mouth and almost spray him with juice on his face.

made Jian Minghan's clear mood gloomy in a blink of an eye.

For a few days, Nan Lige did not intersect with Jian Minghan. Almost every day when she comes home, he is also busy with the work at hand, almost always she sleeps first, and when she gets up, she can feel the warm bed at hand, and his body temperature remains.

The lack of contact for a period of time even made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"I'm going to endorse our company's products tomorrow, so there's nothing you want to tell me?" Jian Minghan looked at Nan Lige for a long time before he eased his breath and asked easily, but he just looked at Nan Lige and glanced at him up and down with squinted eyes, and there was no response for a long time.

"Don't you want to know what kind of endorsement it is?" Jian Minghan looked at Nan Lige's delicate back, and pretended not to care.

From the beginning of Lin Ying's matter to the present, Qin Ke'er has been interspersed with it, and even Jian Minghan didn't expect to bring Nan Lige into such a deep place in his life.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a real estate project of your company, what else do I need to know besides this?" Nan Lige even suspected that Jian Minghan was looking for something to say, the communication and communication between them was indeed very little in the past few days, but this was not the first time.

"Don't you want to know where it is?" Jian Minghan's words made Nan Lige stop the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, she didn't think about it, and even asked Wei Zhigang.

However, even Wei Zhigang couldn't say clearly, it would definitely not be the Xinyang community where group incidents had occurred before. At least since that incident, it has not been a month since then, and even if Jian Minghan is going to advertise the new community, the shadow of the building has not been seen. He couldn't have used a model.

"I don't want to." She didn't need to know, her commission would be in her account after the task was completed tomorrow, and all she needed to know was when she would be able to pay off his debts, and that's it.

"If you can think like that, of course I hope that." Jian Minghan didn't say anything, just enthusiastically helped Nanli Gebucai, but she hadn't seen her for a few days, and she was much thinner than he had in his image.

"Jian Minghan, if you really want to be nice to me, I hope you can handle the affairs of the Xinyang community well." Nan Lige looked at the various dishes in the bowl, hesitated for a long time, and then said what he thought in his heart.

The problems that have always existed between them, even if she wants to ignore them, still exist clearly between them, and she can't even face the scar in her heart.

She didn't say a word about the interactions with the colleagues around her, and she just didn't want Jian Minghan to hurt them.

"Woman, do you want me to warn you again?" Jian Minghan put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and the sharp eyes drove into his eyes like a nail.

She still couldn't forget those people, and even these things, she never mentioned them again.

"I'm done." Nan Lige felt the cold atmosphere, finished the rice in the bowl, and placed the empty bowl and chopsticks neatly on the table.

There seemed to be no common ground between them, and there was no need for any further discussion.

Jian Minghan looked at Nan Lige's resolute departure back, and wantonly raised the smile on the corner of his mouth.

……

The filming process is very simple, but the people around him cautiously make Nan Lige a little uncomfortable. Frequently looking back, I can always clearly see Jian Minghan behind him, and the sound of him laughing easily with the models around him, I don't know if it is because of her psychological reasons, it is always clearly engraved in her ears, and even makes Nan Lige have an illusion.

The original set shooting schedule was also frequently postponed due to Nan Lige's mistakes. The director, who originally wanted to blame her for her mistakes, came to her with a menacing attitude, and in a blink of an eye, he became gentle.

"Miss Nan, if we are not in a good state today, why don't we change it to another time?" The director's reluctantly squeezed smile made Nan Lige feel a little awkward, and he was embarrassed to promise again and again that there would be no more problems next time.

In this way, Nan Lige doesn't know how many times he said it today, but as the shooting begins, there will still be mistakes.

"When I go out in the morning, I still seem to be full of confidence. What, stage fright? Or is it because I'm here that you can't concentrate? ”

Jian Minghan's wanton and teasing tone made the anger in Nan Lige's heart rise from time to time, he obviously knew that she was doing everything she could to shield the influence of his existence.

"Jian Minghan ......" As soon as Nan Lige spoke, he watched the model not far behind Jian Minghan walk to Jian Minghan's side with enchanting steps.

"Mr. Jian, I think there will be some time for today's shooting, so why don't you talk to us more here." The girl's delicate voice was so sweet and greasy that Nan Lige couldn't help but look at the goosebumps on her body, and swallowed all the words she wanted to say back into her stomach.

consciously retreated from the close conversation distance between the two and took the script on the table.

has time to watch the two of them here, she might as well take advantage of the break to read the script. The mistake just made, if she remembered it correctly, it was according to the script.

"Director, I wonder if there is something wrong with my script......" Nan Lige was a little puzzled by the annotations on the script, so he walked to the director's side, looking at the content of the script in the director's hand, there was a slight gap between the content on the same page in his hand, and even the lines were a little different.

"Let me see." The director was hindered by Jian Minghan's presence, so it was difficult to attack. They have all heard about the relationship between Nan Lige and Jian Minghan, and now Mr. Jian has personally visited the class, which is enough to show the authenticity of the ambiguous rumors between the two.

After flipping through a few pages of Nan Lige's script, I confirmed that it was indeed because of the gap above, so I called a series of staff to investigate the responsibility for the problem in front of me, but nothing was found.

But such a big movement has already alarmed everyone on the set.

Jian Minghan also shifted his gaze from the pleasant conversation in front of him, looked around everyone, and didn't see the shadow of Nan Lige, before quietly walking out of the set. Just walked through the corridor, and clearly heard Nan Lige's ignorant voice, coming out of the corridor.

deliberately lightened his steps, walked to the safe passage, and looked at the beautiful silhouette of Nan Lige standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a white dress, and his focused expression made people lose their minds.

Nan Lige carefully looked at the script in front of him, recording the lines and annotations on it, and it was not long before it was recorded. Just turned around and crashed into a familiar embrace.

"Jianminghan, don't you still have a lot of 'important chats'?"

Nan Lige opened his mouth with a smile, but this word had just heard him say to those charming models from Jian Minghan's mouth.

"Jealous? You don't care so much about me that you make mistakes so often, do you? Jian Minghan pinched Nan Lige's waist dotingly, laughed and spoke, looking at the way she cared, it turned out to be so beautiful.