Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 122 A large group of reporters gathered around!
"Why is it you?" Song Tianyu easily distinguished whose voice was on the other side of the phone, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

His voice sounded very indifferent, as if facing a stranger.

"It's okay, I just miss you a little..." Song Tianyu didn't hang up the phone immediately, which surprised her, but also made her very happy, with a look of joy on her face.

"..." Song Tianyu was silent, maybe he didn't want to talk, or he didn't know what to say.

"Go on with your work, I won't bother you anymore." Milan smiled happily, then hung up the phone with a very satisfied sense of happiness on his face.

After returning the phone to Song Xiaoya, Mi Lan's mental state improved a lot, and she looked radiant, although the redness and swelling on her eyes were still there.

"Xiaoya, after work is over, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Milan." Song Xiaoya nodded her head and accepted her invitation. It seems that this call is very useful, and the two of them have made some progress. Great!

The two were discussing where to eat, Qiao Runzhe suddenly came over uninvited, and said with a shy face, "You two beauties, I haven't got my lunch yet. When you go to eat, do you mind taking my lunch?" Shall I take it?"

Song Xiaoya glared at Qiao Runzhe, "This kind of big star is actually starting to eat?"

He is so rich, and he has eight dishes for a meal, and he still asks them for a meal.

Milan is in a good mood now, and nodded happily, "Okay, then let's eat together."

Milan told her about her treat, so Qiao Runzhe was going, and Song Xiaoya didn't say anything, and the three of them started to go about their business.

For this shoot, Milan was in very good condition, probably due to the impact of the phone call just now. When he was in a good mood, he could do everything beautifully. The shoot went very smoothly, and he passed it in one pass.

When the director finished calling, the staff stepped forward and began to pack things. Song Xiaoya walked over to Qiao Runzhe, "Is there any other work going on?"

Qiao Runzhe said easily, "It's gone, there's only food left. Why, can't you wait?"

Song Xiaoya then took out the violent ruler, and said to him, "Then let's measure today's size first."

Eating is a trivial matter, but you can't delay your work. This is the task of going out today.

Qiao Runzhe smiled gently, "There's no rush."

"Anyway, now I have time..."

Song Xiaoya was about to continue to say something, when an assistant from outside hurried in, and said to Milan, "It's not good, it's not good, a large group of reporters have come outside, and they've gathered around..."

Hearing this news, Qiao Runzhe frowned slightly, but Milan didn't seem to be surprised at all, he smiled lightly, and then said to Song Xiaoya, "I'm sorry, I may not be able to treat you to dinner today, I still have some things to ask Let’s do it, how about asking you another day?”

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"What's going on? Why are there so many reporters surrounding me all of a sudden?" Song Xiaoya was also puzzled and worried.

Usually, it should be when there is some important news suddenly that so many reporters gather around.

Qiao Runzhe seemed to have thought of something, then looked slightly in Milan's direction, and said to Song Xiaoya, "You must not have read today's entertainment headlines, have you?"

"No, what's the matter?" Song Xiaoya got up late today, and came to the set in a hurry. How could she have time to watch entertainment headlines?
Besides, she's not a gossip party, and she doesn't usually read that kind of stuff.

Milan walked over and said calmly, "It's nothing. The news said that I was playing big names on the set and was temporarily replaced by the director."

She only found out about this news this morning. It was expected and not unexpected. She had known that this day would come.

Song Xiaoya was startled, she hurriedly leaned into her ear, and asked in a low voice, "That director Zhu did it?"

Milan had said before that he would definitely be retaliated by director Zhu, and today it really came true.But the strange thing is that there is no news that Song Xiaoya, the chief designer, has been dismissed.

Maybe it's because her little person's goal is too small, and she was not taken seriously at all, and she was kicked directly, and she didn't even bother to send out the notice, let alone the news.

Hearing Song Xiaoya's question, Milan nodded slightly as an answer.

Song Xiaoya immediately hated that director again, this person is too shameless, it is simply shameful!
Even female stars like Milan, who are so popular in the entertainment industry, are at the mercy of others, and they will be replaced if they don't obey. What about other small stars?Isn't it true that if you want to act, you can only accept the unspoken rules of the director?
A young actor went from being unknown to successfully appearing on the screen. I don't know how many unspoken rules he has to be ruled by. It's really dark.

"I'm going out to meet those reporters, you guys leave through the back door." Milan sighed, and said to Song Xiaoya lightly, "I probably can't get out from the front."

After being in this circle for so long, she has experienced all kinds of things, and there are many beasts in clothes who have seen her before. She has long been used to this kind of news.

"Can you do it alone?" Song Xiaoya looked at her worriedly.

Qiao Runzhe came over, put his arms around Song Xiaoya's shoulders, and forcibly led her to the direction of the back door, and left directly from there, "Come on, we can't help her here anyway, this matter can only be done." She handles it herself."

After a while, Song Xiaoya and Qiao Runzhe had come out of the building, Qiao Runzhe's driver was waiting there, and the leaving car was ready.

Song Xiaoya originally wanted to leave alone, but thinking that Qiao Runzhe hadn't been measured today, she had no choice but to follow him to the hotel where he was staying.

After entering his presidential suite, Song Xiaoya immediately took out the ruler, ready to measure it for him before saying, "Raise your hands."

Seeing her serious attitude, Qiao Runzhe had no choice but to take off his coat, stood there cooperatively, and raised his hands.

Song Xiaoya lowered her head, and began to measure his waist, bust, leg length, arm span and other data very seriously, and then wrote it down in the small notebook she carried with her.

It has been a long time since the measurement was finished, and his assistant manager had already left at some point, and there were only the two of them in the room.

"It's done. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Song Xiaoya hastily packed up her things, and she felt a little embarrassed that she was alone in the presidential suite.

(End of this chapter)