Just got home, and before Song Nanqiao put down her schoolbag, the girl's kiss came over.

"Song Nanqiao!" After the kiss, the girl buried herself in her arms, hugged her and bit Song Nanqiao.

"What's wrong?"

Song Nanqiao hugged her and felt a little strange, obviously Wen Wenyao was fine when she was at school this morning, what's the matter.

"You have left me for more than a week." Wen Wenyao was still thinking about this matter.

When she was at school today, she resisted her petty temper and pretended that nothing happened. Now that the two of them went home, she was going to settle accounts with Song Nanqiao.

"Sorry, I've been busy these days and ignored your feelings. I'll take time to accompany you in a few days?" child.

"There will be no time in a few days." Wen Wenyao raised his head, his moist eyes looked pitiful.

"Why?"

"The company will arrange for me to film in a while, and in two days, I will leave with the crew."

Wen Wenyao came out of Song Nanqiao's arms and sat on the sofa.

To be honest, she hasn't had enough training. If she goes to film now, Wen Wenyao is not sure, but the company needs exposure.

The agent also told her that this role does not need much acting skills and she can handle it completely.

"A big role?"

"No, it's just a supporting role, and the total playing time is only about ten minutes."

"That's fine."

Song Nanqiao stroked the girl's cheek and coaxed her silently.

"But the company asked me to go out to film."

Filming is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that she will be separated from Song Nanqiao. It means that even if it is a holiday, the two have a half-month separation time.

The summer vacation was only a month, but now we spend less time together.

"Then go."

Song Nanqiao knew that Wen Wenyao couldn't bear her, but this was just a movie, and it was also good for Wen Wenyao's future development.

"Can you go with me?" Wen Wenyao propped himself up and grabbed Song Nanqiao's shoulder.

"Probably not."

Generally filming is done by one crew, Song Nanqiao is definitely not able to go because of the bad relationship with the crew, and Wen Wenyao has a special status and does not need to be an ordinary artist, nor should the director and the company Allow her to run around freely.

"I could call you every day."

"But I want to see you."

"Then the video."

"Okay..."

"Then you have to call me every day." Wen Wenyao looked at Song Nanqiao with a very serious look.

"If you don't send me a video one day, it will double the next day, and if you don't send it twice, it will quadruple. If there is a third time, I will strike and come to you." Wen Wen Yao showed his sharp claws like a little milk cat, and seemed to be threatening his master.

"Okay." Song Nanqiao couldn't help laughing.

evening

Song Nanqiao was busy in the kitchen, Wen Wenyao sat on the sofa and watched a movie.

"Come over for dinner."

In order to celebrate the holiday, Song Nanqiao cooked some more dishes.

Wen Wenyao obediently put down the remote control in his hand, wore slippers, and walked to the dining table.

"Braised Pig Trotters!"

Wen Wenyao's eyes lit up, she hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Song Nanqiao picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pig's trotter without bones, and blew it again and again. After making sure that it would not burn the girl, she slowly put it to her mouth.

"Open your mouth."

"En." The girl opened her teeth, bit the food that Song Nanqiao handed over, put it in her mouth, and chewed it carefully. Because she was an artist, she chewed a piece of meat for a long time.

"It's really delicious." Wen Wenyao picked up the chopsticks next to him and wanted to eat another piece.

"Does the company allow you to eat these?"

"Not allowed."

"Then don't eat it."

He puffed out his cheeks and chewed the meat in his mouth, looking cute.

"How much do you weigh?" Song Nanqiao asked.

"Less than 90 pounds." Wen Wenyao thought for a while. The weight he weighed at the company last week seemed to be 87 pounds.

"Very thin."

Song Nanqiao looked at the girl, looked at it, Wen Wenyao looked like 165, 90 pounds, really thin.

"Then eat more." Song Nanqiao also brought out other dishes.

"If you like meat, eat less carbohydrates."

"Hmm."

It took half an hour to eat. After the meal, Wen Wenyao consciously cleaned the dishes and washed the dishes himself. Song Nanqiao couldn't resist her, so he let her go .

I was in the room, watching the documents sent by the company.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Song Nanqiao picked up the phone and saw that it was Liu Xuwen calling.

"Is something wrong with the company?"

"No, it's something else."

"Say."

"Today a screenwriter came to me and asked us if we wanted to invest in his new drama. The copyright of this new drama was sold to ROT, mainly by the actors of ROT. I read the above There is Wen Wenyao in the supporting role, so I called you first."

“Show me the investment amount and the script.”

"Okay, I'll send it to you now."

Liu Xuwen hung up the phone, and after a while, the script was sent, along with a message from Liu Xuwen.

Liu Xuwen: If we want to contribute capital, it may cost about 10 million yuan, and the dividend profit is the highest.

Ten million?

Song Nanqiao recited this number in her mind, then watched the script on her mobile phone and pondered it carefully.

About half an hour later, Song Nanqiao browsed it roughly.

The subject matter is very novel, and ROT will still choose the script. Looking at it this way, 10 million is not a lot.

At this time, Liu Xuwen called again.

Liu Xuwen: If we invest, you can represent our company, become a sponsor, and go with the crew.

Song Nanqiao: Well

She understood what the catkins meant.

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Song Nanqiao: Cast it, I will pay.

Little Catkins: OK!

After talking about this, Song Nanqiao chatted with Liu Xuwen about her work again.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Song Nanqiao didn't pay attention.

"Who are you chatting with?"

Wrapped in a bath towel, the girl slowly approached from behind, put her chin on Song Nanqiao's shoulder, and wrapped her arms around Song Nanqiao's waist, her tone a little sour.

"No one..." Song Nanqiao held the screen off the phone with a guilty conscience, and suddenly panicked.

Wen Wenyao probably didn't know Liu Xuwen, Song Nanqiao didn't want to tell Wen Wenyao now that he was a partner, afraid that Wen Wenyao would not be able to accept it.

"It looks suspicious." Wen Wenyao increased his strength.

Song Nanqiao could clearly feel the other party's unease, turned his head, and met the girl's black and white pupils.

There is no emotion in Wen Wenyao's eyes, which will only make Song Nanqiao more panic.

"Is there really nothing? You used to show me your mobile phone generously." When he first saw Song Nanqiao chatting with others, Wen Wenyao was just a little tasteful, but Seeing Song Nanqiao's flustered expression now, Wen Wenyao only felt scared.

Thinking of this time, Song Nanqiao kept saying that she was very busy, and Wen Wenyao was even more uneasy.

"Are you outside, with someone else..." Wen Wenyao couldn't hold back his emotions, and his tone had begun to be filled with some crying.

"No, I was just chatting with a senior executive of the company."

Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao and comforted the little girl in her own way.

"Are you really just talking about work?"

"Well, we're going to invest in your new show."

"Huh?" Wen Wenyao was stunned for a moment, and didn't seem to react.

"Pfft, it means, when you are filming, I can always follow you." Song Nanqiao fondly touched Wen Wenyao's little head, took off his coat from the chair, Put it on Wen Wenyao.

Maybe she was surprised by this incident, and Wen Wenyao's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"Then why can't you show me your message."

In the surprise, Wen Wenyao was still entangled in Song Nanqiao's reason for her.

"Company secrets and cannot be leaked at will."

"I'll say it again." Wen Wenyao pouted in dissatisfaction.

"It's an industry rule."

"Okay."

Wen Wenyao didn't hold on to continue asking, let go of Song Nanqiao, and went to the side to blow her hair.

The girl's hair is a little long, and the jet-black hair falls on the back, with some water droplets, which will drip on the ground from time to time.

Song Nanqiao took the initiative, walked behind the girl, took the hair dryer, and gently helped Wen Wenyao blow her hair, Wen Wenyao seemed to enjoy it too, she sat on the chair obediently, Enjoyed Song Nanqiao's service.

After blowing their hair, the two fell asleep on the bed.

"Don't go to bed now, chat with me for a while." Wen Wenyao slept in Song Nanqiao's arms, a small one with the quilt covering her body, only showing half of her head .

"What do you want to say?"

"You have invested in our company's new drama, so you are my boss." The girl's eyes are bright, and it looks great in the dark.

"Should count."

Not a lot of money though.

"Then, can the boss take care of me?" Wen Wenyao came to the corner of Song Nanqiao's mouth and kissed gently.

"I can't afford it yet." Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao's slender waist. To support a star, it would cost at least several billions. Besides, this star is Wen Wenyao, then More money is needed.

"You are so good, you can definitely do it in the future."

"Do you want to be raised by me?"

"Hmmmm."

"Okay, Miss Wen, I'll make money to support you."

Song Nanqiao is serious. Sooner or later, the two will open up their relationship, and Wen Wenyao's career will definitely be hindered. If Wen Wenyao doesn't want to continue his acting career, Song Nanqiao will just keep Wen Wenyao, so that the other party can be with him without any worries.

Wen Wenyao just wanted to rely on Song Nanqiao. The kind of personal security Song Nanqiao gave her really made Wen Wenyao addicted.

"Get some rest early."

"Tomorrow's holiday." Wen Wenyao made a gesture to untie Song Nanqiao's pajamas. It was a long night, how could he just sleep like this.

"Then, only once." Knowing what Wen Wenyao was referring to, Song Nanqiao turned over and pressed the girl down.

In the look of Wen Wenyao's anticipation, the two of them made another contact at a negative distance in the long night.

…

Two days later

At the airport

Song Nanqiao received an invitation from the crew to follow along to shoot, and also arranged a special room for Song Nanqiao in the hotel.

Since they all went to shoot together, Wen Wenyao did not go to the plane prepared by the crew at all, but went to another flight with Song Nanqiao.

The two were sitting together on the plane.

Song Nanqiao was reading at this time.

"I'm a little sleepy." Wen Wenyao did his homework late last night and was dragged to the airport by Song Nanqiao before waking up in the morning.

"Sleep."

Song Nanqiao brought a blanket over and put it on Wen Wenyao.

"You don't even look at me." Wen Wenyao grabbed the blanket, but didn't close his eyes.

"Then I'll watch you sleep."

Song Nanqiao closed the book, put it in the storage basket, and covered Wen Wenyao with the quilt.

"Hmm."

Xu was satisfied, and Wen Wenyao slowly fell asleep.

The journey was not long, and in the afternoon, the two arrived at the hotel.

At this time, the director was greeting the staff, and Song Nanqiao took a sip beside him.

"Are you Miss Song?" The director walked over to Song Nanqiao with a smile, and the two shook hands.

"Yes."

"Thank you for your strong support to our crew." The director seemed very happy and welcomed the capitalist.

"Am I at this hotel too?"

"Yes, you share a room with Miss Wen."

"Huh?"

Before the director could speak, a girl in a white sweater jumped out and ran behind Song Nanqiao.

"I told the director that I was afraid of being alone at night and wanted you to accompany me."

Wen Wenyao smiled sweetly and grabbed Song Nanqiao's hand.

The author has something to say: the belated Jinjiang coin transaction

Tomorrow another 20 Jinjiang Coins transaction

There are about six chapters left

It's time for the big story

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 490819042;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 404840212; Xing Luotong, Yue Xiangnan, Ming Jiuyou, Chen, Chiyu 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 29 bottles of Bai Xichen; 15 bottles of Jiluojiao; 10 bottles of autumn; 9 bottles of Yuexiangnan; 2 bottles of haruka;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!