"Xie Zhao, I've been very busy here lately, and I want to trouble you to do something."

The director rubbed his hands together and smiled wryly at her.

Xie Zhao had a bad premonition, but he still responded politely: "Director Zhang, you just said it." ”

"Jiang Shao is going back to the crew in the next two days, please go pick up the plane."

Xie Zhao was stunned for a moment, and asked her to pick up Jiang Huaiyu's opportunity?

She hurriedly refused, "Director Zhang, just go to the assistant, I won't go." ”

Recently, there has been a lot of rumors outside, and if she goes, she will be photographed, and she may not know what she will say.

Director Zhang was dismissed, and his face immediately sank: "Xiao Zhao, I beg you to do me a favor, it's not a big deal to pick up someone." ”

He said so, Xie Zhao refused again, she seemed to be ignorant, she hesitated, and said, "Director Zhang borrow my car." ”

Xie Zhao's words showed that she agreed, Director Zhang showed his face again, and said with a leader's attitude: "Okay, then please Xiao Zhao." ”

Xie Zhao also echoed and smiled, whether she was forced to work or not.

On the day of picking up, Xie Zhao took a sign and waited outside.

Inadvertently, Xie Zhao found that she was not the only one who took Jiang Huaiyu's brand, and many younger sisters also held Jiang Huaiyu's brand.

His gaze swept over their delicate, fancy signs, and Xie Zhao silently took back the signs he had handwritten in paper shells.

How Jiang Huaiyu looks like a male star on the next plane.

On the ground, one hand grabbed Xie Zhao's hand.

The power is strong and the veins are distinct.

Xie Zhao wanted to struggle, but he relented under the man's urging.

"Let's go."

A low and cold voice brushed Xie Zhao's ears, and she looked up at him.

The person in front of him was not wearing a suit, but was wearing a white-gray sportswear, a white peaked cap on his head, black sunglasses, and a mask covering his face.

A sportswear made him much more vibrant, but it did not hide his unique arrogance and coldness.

Xie Zhao whispered tentatively: "Mr. Jiang." ”

"Hmm."

Confirming that it was him, Xie Zhao pulled him through the crowd.

In the bustling crowd, a pair of soft little hands hooked his palms, itchy and crispy.

From a distance, the two of them are wearing black and white sportswear, like a couple.

got into the car, Jiang Huaiyu leaned lazily on the co-pilot, and casually played with the brand made by Xie Zhao in his hand.

"Made it for me?"

Jiang Huaiyu had already taken off his sunglasses, staring at the extremely shabby-looking brand with a pair of dark eyes.

Xie Zhao started the car and hummed.

Jiang Huaiyu lifted his eyelids and said in disgust: "It's really ugly." ”

Xie Zhao didn't squeak, but he slandered in his heart, didn't he still pick you up.

"Have you washed your clothes?"

"I'll send it to you."

After a few simple sentences, the car fell silent.

Xie Zhao and Jiang Huaiyu don't have much contact, except that their bodies are blended together, Xie Zhao is not a flattering person, and Jiang Huaiyu is not like a person who can easily talk.

Xie Zhao was afraid that he would not talk well and destroy his image, so he simply did not speak.

But it's too silent, and it's a little embarrassing.

Xie Zhao wanted to play a light song to relieve herself, so she clicked on the playstation.

The music overflowed, an English song, the rhythm was quite brisk, and the stagnant air gradually flowed.

Hearing the back, Xie Zhao felt more and more that something was wrong, how could the lyrics become more and more vulgar.

Jiang Huaiyu's eyes were full of interest, the corners of his lips hooked very lightly, and he let out a chuckle.

He heard it too.

Xie Zhao turned off the music in a little panic, she didn't expect Director Zhang's music style to be like this, causing her to lose her temper in front of him.

Jiang Huaiyu's relaxed and hoarse voice spread in his ears, "Beitfairandhaveasenseofcreed"

is the last lyric to play before turning off.

Compared with music, listening to him read it, it seemed to feel more than it, and Xie Zhao was dry.

Jiang Huaiyu's gaze leaned towards Xie Zhao without a trace, and there was a bit of ridicule in his tone: "Miss Xie's taste in listening to songs is quite unique. ”