"Chief Nim"

"Chief Nim"

The two turned their heads to look at the wooden door that had suddenly been opened, and caught a glimpse of the head of Zhang's face as a dead horse, and they were both breathless. Subconsciously, I respectfully greeted the head of the broker's office.

Director Zhang glanced at the two of them, especially Li Zhien deeply. Thinking of what he had just said in the house, the dead horse on his face instantly became darker. It's like finding that you suddenly have only one page left in your household register.

"Why don't you two come in, what are you doing at the door? Not afraid of the cold? ”

His voice was steady, and there was not a hint of anger or impatience to be heard. It's not at all like the two people in the room before.

I don't know why, Li Zhien suddenly thought of the state of the head of the agent on the day when he and Lin Zhexun news were exposed.

At that time, he didn't seem to care about Lin Zhexun's identity, and he thought that the other party was just an ordinary student. Then when I was recording, I took the time to ask Lin Zhe to go to Loen to discuss how to do public relations.

Yes, there's nothing wrong with that. Because at that time, I got the news that Lin Zhexun was just a student of a judicial research institute with an unknown future.

But from the news I overheard just now, the head of the room knew Lin Zhexun's identity the night before, and also knew that Lin Zhexun was about to become a trainee prosecutor.

So he didn't want the company to negotiate peace with Lin Zhe at all, so that both parties could solve everything with peace of mind? That's it from the beginning? From the beginning of stimulating Lin Zhexun's mood, to the brainless remarks that kept shouting that Lin Zhexun was a planned blackmail.

Until the end, I still made my own decisions, stupidly walked directly into the examination hall, and everything was done.

Thinking of this, Li Zhien wrapped himself in a thin performance costume and tried to warm his cold body.

"I ...... Not long after I came out of the studio, the air conditioner inside was turned on a little loudly. She didn't dare to think about it anymore or hesitate, and hurriedly answered the question of her agent's director. FD told me that I needed to record something else later. I'm going to come back and rest for a while. ”

"Why don't you come in at the door?"

"I ......"

Now Lee Ji-eun is like an ant on a hot pot. Subconsciously, I want to make up a perfect lie to avoid the other party's questioning. But there is also a makeup artist who can expose herself at any time, and she is a little completely unsure of how to answer perfectly.

"Zhi'en has just come back from the studio, and it seems that there is a little problem with the recording, and her face is a little bad."

"What's wrong?"

I don't know why, the makeup artist is very ambiguous. But Li Zhien also hurriedly obeyed the other party's meaning, and explained everything to the maximum: "That...... The VJ of the show said that my face was a little swollen. They were a bit hard to find the angle to shoot. All of them were a bit of a delay in the filming schedule. ”

But Director Zhang didn't seem to care, after all, this is a recognized fact. Especially when I came out in the morning, I found my swollen face at first sight. So it seems that he doesn't doubt the reasonableness of this statement: "Next time, pay attention to your own state, don't cause trouble to others, you are in trouble all over now, you know?" ”

"Ne, I see."

Li Zhien glanced at the face of the head of the room, and it seemed to be slightly better than just now. It seems that I really believe this statement, and there is no suspicion.

However, she didn't dare to look more, and hurriedly lowered her head and walked into the rest room with the makeup artist.

The room temperature in the rest room is very high, so you can do without wearing a heavy down jacket. However, Li Zhien didn't wear a down jacket either, after all, he just came out of the recording venue.

The makeup artist walked to the interior of the room and sat down, as if searching for something. The head of the agent's office sat back in his chair at the gate.

Li Zhien slowly walked to his dressing table, looked at his slightly calmed face, and sighed. Then he propped his hands on the table and began to ponder what the head of the agent's office had just said in the room.

But as soon as her hand was placed on the table, a pimple sensation came from the palm of her hand, which made her subconsciously feel a little uncomfortable.

When I looked down, I saw my hand pressed against the screen of my phone. The mobile phone lock screen screensaver is a four-person photo of himself and his Abba, his doll and his unconscious brother. Just like no matter how noisy the whole world is, how their family is in a miserable predicament has not affected the feelings of several people.

Although it was warm in the lounge, Li Zhien felt like he was falling into an ice cellar. The small red ears also began to slowly dull in color, degenerating into the same pale as the face.

She just looked at her phone screen and didn't open the phone lock for the first time. Instead, look at your phone's lock screen.

The screen is exceptionally clean. There are physical meanings, and there are other meanings. Including the push of any software that usually fills the mobile phone during the day, and the bombardment of spam text messages, these are not there. Especially now that it's the first day of New Year's Day, Li Zhien doesn't believe that no one will send him any New Year's greeting text messages.

The current situation is: it seems that during this period of time, the mobile phone has been forgotten forever by the world because it has left its owner!

Lee Ji-eun is not really stupid. Especially when you know that your head of the room has a problem, you know that your mobile phone has been taken away by the head of the room, and you know that your mobile phone number has not been forgotten by the whole world.

She usually reacts slowly, even if she knows that something is wrong with her phone.

So, do I need to change the password of my phone? I really don't even have a little privacy now. But fortunately, I don't have the habit of using my mobile phone to shoot others and my own body. Otherwise, I was really looked down on by my own agent!

Hehe, it's really internal and external troubles. What kind of big man still wants to calculate such a small star? That prosecutor has something to do with Lin Zhexun.

Lee pressed the lock screen button again, turning off the phone screen. Then the hand is secretly removed from the phone. glanced at Room Chief Zhang who was sitting at the gate.

The other party is looking at something with his head down, holding his mobile phone. From time to time, he frowned, frowning and thinking about something.

He didn't seem to be paying attention to his every move. Do you really care so much about me?

After retracting his gaze to make sure that the other party did not notice his small movements. Li Zhien no longer dared to look at his mobile phone, but stared at the mirror in front of him, kissed and stroked his cheek with his hand, and seemed to admire his face like a little girl who didn't understand anything. But the doubts in my heart came one after another.

The head of the room is a little relieved to himself after studying his calls, text messages, and even photo records?

Otherwise, I believed the words of the makeup artist for no reason? You know, if someone hears what he said just now, it will definitely end his life. Just believing that you haven't heard anything?

So he thinks maybe he and Lin Zhexun haven't started investigating what happened that day? Don't you think you have any suspicions on him?

Why is the head of the room so stupid? So much trust in yourself and your stylist? Is it pretended?

Or maybe the phone has been spied on? The prosecutor who spoke on the phone with Director Zhang, could it be that he had really firmly monitored all his call records and text messages?

The other party is so relieved, is it possible that when he got into the car this morning, he inadvertently said: The meal cooked by Lin Zhexun last night was too salty. And formally because of his unconcerned tone, and relaxed state. So know you haven't had a problem with him yet?

It's logical to think so. Because if you have a lot of heart for a person, you won't complain about it. I won't tell the secret of last night's conversation the next day.

Just when Li Zhien was still "admiring his bun face alone", Director Zhang's voice came through the door:

"Zhi'en, have you finished learning neon language? In 20 days, he will make his debut on the neon side. ”

Neon debut? So he's working on Neon's itinerary? Li Zhien felt a sigh in his heart.

"I ...... I'm going to work hard.,Basically, it's a relatively simple conversation.。 ”

"Remember, your neon debut stage is a showcase, and you'll have to be skilled at trying to have a conversation in neon. It is the second largest music market in the world, and the market maturity is several times that of China, and TVXQ and BOA are in neon myths, so I don't need to repeat it for you. ”

"Ne, of course I understand."

Li Zhien's heart is not calm, because she knows that if she goes to Neon, everything will be even worse. After going to Neon, everything will be under the watchful eye of your own company. There won't be anyone around you who you can trust to help you.

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated and turned around and walked towards the door.

Hearing Li Zhien's movements, Director Zhang was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, and asked with a puzzled look, "Where are you going?" ”

"Oh, I'll go to the bathroom."