Heart attack

Chapter 54 Anxiety
She was too embarrassed to refuse again.

Tang Hongyi: Is it okay to shoot while writing?
Zhou Qiyue:?

Tang Hongyi: I have to follow the group, and the group will be out for about four or five months. There is not enough time for the preliminary preparation.

The news fell for a minute, and Zhou Qiyue replied: It's okay, I believe in your ability.

Tang Hongyi: Thank you.

Zhou Qiyue: You say thank you to me?

Zhou Qiyue: Is our relationship weak or you are noble?
Zhou Qiyue: Huh? !

Tang Hong also froze for a few seconds, not wanting to talk to this mad woman, but the mad man kept sending her messages, so she had no choice but to reply: You don't deserve it.

Zhou Qiyue: ... Excuse me.

After disconnecting his phone, Tang Hong also got up and planned to find a feast, and explained about the shooting with the group. After searching around, he didn't see his shadow, so he asked Zhou Yang who was sitting on the sofa, "Brother Yang, Mr. Sheng Woolen cloth?"

"Mr. Sheng?" How could Zhou Yang know, "If you don't come today, you're probably in your room. Mr. Sheng has a lot going on every day, I don't know."

Tang Hong didn't want to listen to his rainbow fart, so he raised his hand on the back rail of the sofa, "Okay, then I'll look for him."

"No, why didn't you come to me when you were looking for him?" He suddenly remembered his status. As the producer of the project, how could any staff member directly go to his superiors, "If you don't look for me, I will suffer as a producer."

"Condemned by money?"

"Being wronged by the boss."

"Mr. Sheng will still wrong you?" Tang Hongyi leaned back again, as if I really wanted to hear the details.

Zhou Yang didn't give her a chance, "Boss Sheng wouldn't wrong me."

With these words, why does she look like a resentful woman in the palace.

Tang Hong also lost interest, instead of having meaningless conversations with him here, it is better to go to Shengyan to discuss cooperation.

She circled around, intending to look for the room, and it happened that the banquet room was at the innermost side, and no one would come here normally, so it's okay to look for them openly now.

And it's not too much for her to knock on someone's door for work.

After finding an excuse for herself, Tang Hong also raised her hand and knocked. The door was dead silent, and the air became even colder in the thin ice. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the surroundings were extremely cold.

Accidentally stepping into a cold place and stepping into the Arctic Circle has a sense of sight.

The wind is still rustling, and the turbulent breeze is blowing slowly. The warm sun in winter is not very warm. Now it shines on the earth to warm a corner, but it can't shine on this cold corner.

There was no sound in the house for a long time, and Tang Hong could only ring the doorbell.

It rang for a while, but she couldn't hear it, but she could probably guess that the feast's room was pretty much the same as hers, so the doorbell should also be a slight ringing of "jingle bell".

The sound is especially like a wind chime, tinkling, which can bring a sense of tranquility in summer, but in winter, it will have a ghostly smell.The cold wind is too cold, it seems that at twelve o'clock in the cold night, all ghosts clear the way, and yin and yang merge.

Tang Hong also froze, opened his mouth and smiled cheerfully. A few days ago, Ji Wenyin, who was afraid and loved to watch, didn't watch enough during the holidays. He insisted on pulling her to watch it in the middle of the night. Will be poisoned by ghost movies.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was me who was tormented.

After staying for 1 minute, the feast room was still silent, could it be that he went out?Tang Hong was also confused, and made a gesture to leave, but suddenly felt the sound of footsteps behind him.

For some reason, she didn't move her steps and waited quietly.

Sure enough, the next second, Shengyan opened the door from the inside. He came in a hurry, with a mobile phone in his hand.

As soon as the door was opened, Wan Lai returned to the hustle and bustle, and the heating in the room carried a light mint fragrance, and there was more sandalwood in the fragrance.

It is said that sandalwood agarwood, perhaps because of the fragrance, Tang Hong also felt warmed up, and lost the loneliness of being bleak by the wind.

Sheng Yan's eyes were soft, slightly startled.

(End of this chapter)