“Room Chief Nim”

“Room Chief Nim”

The two of them turned to look at the wooden door that was suddenly opened, and caught a glimpse of Director Zhang's dead expression. They both took a breath. Subconsciously, they greeted the manager of the manager respectfully.

Director Zhang glanced at the two people, especially Li Zhien, who looked deeply at him. Thinking of what he just said in the room, the dead look on his face instantly became darker. It was as dark as if he found his household registration book.

Suddenly there was only one page left.

"If you two don't come in, what are you doing at the door? Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

His voice was calm, without any hint of anger or impatience. It was completely unlike the two people in the room before.

For some reason, Li Zhien suddenly thought of the state of the manager's manager on the day when the news about himself and Lin Zhexun came to light.

At that time, he didn't seem to care about Lin Zhexun's identity, as if he believed that the other party was just an ordinary student. Then he took the time to ask Lin Zhexun to go to Loen to discuss how to publicize the matter while he was recording.

Yes, there is nothing wrong with that. Because the information I received at that time was that Lin Zhexun was just a student at the Judicial Training Institute with an unknown future.

But the news that I overheard just now is that the office chief knew Lin Zhexun's identity the night before, and also knew that Lin Zhexun was about to become a trainee prosecutor.

So he simply doesn’t want the company to have peace talks with Lin Zhexun, so that both parties can resolve everything with peace of mind? Has this been the case from the beginning? From the very beginning, when he stimulated Lin Zhexun’s mood, he kept shouting that Lin Zhexun had a plan.

Blackmail and mindless remarks.

Until the end, I still made my own decision, stupidly walked directly into the examination hall, and settled everything.

Thinking of this, Li Zhien wrapped herself in her thin performance clothes and tried to warm her cold body.

"I... I just came out of the studio not long ago, and the air conditioner and heater inside were turned on a little too high." She didn't dare to think or hesitate any more, and quickly answered the question from her manager's manager.

."FD told me that we need to record something else later. I'm going to come back and take a rest."

"Then why don't you come in at the door?"

"I......"

Now Li Zhien is like an ant on a hot pot. She subconsciously wants to make up a perfect lie to avoid the other party's questioning. But there is a makeup artist beside her who may expose her at any time. She has no idea how to perfectly tell her story.

answer.

"Zhien just came back from the studio. There seems to be a little problem with the recording. Her face looks a little bad."

"What's wrong?"

I don’t know why, the makeup artist’s words were very ambiguous. But Li Zhien quickly followed the other person’s instructions and explained everything: “Well... the VJ of the show said that my face is a bit swollen. It’s a bit difficult for them.

Find the shooting angle. This will delay the shooting progress a bit."

But Director Zhang didn’t seem to care. After all, this was a recognized fact. Especially when he came out in the morning, it was the swollen face that he noticed first. So he didn’t seem to doubt the rationality of this statement: “Next time

Pay attention to your own state and don't cause trouble to others. You are in trouble now, do you understand?"

"Gui, I know."

Li Zhien took a look at Director Zhang's face, which seemed to be a little better than before. He seemed to really believe this statement, and there was no doubt about it.

However, she didn't dare to look any further, so she quickly lowered her head and walked into the rest room with the makeup artist.

The room temperature in the rest room is very high, so there is no need to wear a heavy down jacket. However, Li Zhien does not have a down jacket to wear, after all, he just came out of the recording venue.

The makeup artist walked to the inside of the room and sat down, as if looking for something. The manager of the agency sat back on his chair at the door.

Li Zhien slowly walked to his dressing table, looked at his slightly calmer face, and sighed. Then he put his hands on the table and began to think about what the manager's manager had just said in the room.

But as soon as she put her hands on the table, a lumpy feeling came from her palms, making her subconsciously feel a little uncomfortable.

Looking down, I saw that my hand was pressing on the screen of my mobile phone. The lock screen saver of my mobile phone was a photo of myself, my father, my mother, and my troubled brother. It was like the whole world was gone again.

No matter how noisy they were, how miserable their family was, it didn't affect the feelings of a few people.

Although it was very warm in the lounge, Li Zhien felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His red ears gradually began to fade, turning as pale as his face.

She just looked at the screen of her phone, without immediately unlocking her phone. Instead, she looked at the lock screen of her phone.

The screen is exceptionally clean. It has both physical and other meanings. Including push notifications from any software that usually fills the phone during the day, and bombardment of spam messages. Especially now that it is the first day of New Year's Day, Li Zhien simply does not believe that no one will give it.

Send any New Year greeting text messages yourself.

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

Li Zhien is not really stupid. Especially in this situation where he clearly knows that his room manager has a problem, knows that his cell phone has been taken away by the room manager, and knows that his mobile phone number has not been forgotten by the whole world.

She usually knows that there is something wrong with her mobile phone, no matter how slow her reaction is.

So, do I need to change the password of my mobile phone? I really don’t have any privacy now. But fortunately, I don’t have the habit of using my mobile phone to take pictures of others and my own body. Otherwise, my manager will really see it all.

Woolen cloth!

Haha, it’s really internal and external troubles. Why does a big shot want to plot against such a small star? That prosecutor must have something to do with Lin Zhexun.

Li Zhien pressed the lock screen button again to turn off the phone screen. Then he secretly took his hand away from the phone. He glanced at Director Zhang sitting at the door with his peripheral vision.

The other party was lowering his head, reading some news on his mobile phone. He would also frown from time to time, frowning and thinking about something.

He didn't seem to pay attention to his every move. Did he really not care about me that much?

After retracting his gaze to make sure that the other party did not notice his little movements, Li Zhien no longer dared to look at his phone. Instead, he stared at the mirror in front of him, kissing and stroking his cheeks with his hands, as if like a little girl who didn't understand anything.

He was still admiring his own appearance, but doubts in his heart came one after another.

Did the room director feel a little relieved about himself after studying his phone calls, text messages, and even photo records?

Otherwise, he just believed what the makeup artist said for no reason? You know, if someone heard what he just said, he would definitely be ruined for the rest of his life. Do you just believe that you didn't hear anything?

So he thinks maybe he and Lin Zhexun haven't started investigating what happened that day? Does he think he hasn't suspected him yet?

Why is the room manager so stupid? Do you trust yourself and the stylist so much? Is it just an act?

Or is it possible that the phone has been monitored? The person on the phone with Director Zhang was a prosecutor. Could it be that all his call records and text messages have been closely monitored?

Could it be that the other party was so reassured because he accidentally said when he got in the car this morning: The food Lin Zhexun cooked last night was too salty? It was officially because of his nonchalant tone and relaxed state.

So you know that you haven’t had any doubts about him yet?

It's logical to think about it this way, because if you care about someone very much, you won't express some complaints. You won't keep the conversation last night a secret and then reveal it the next day.

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

"Zhien, have you finished learning the neon language? You will make your debut in neon in 20 days."

Neon's debut? So he is studying Neon's schedule? Li Zhien's heart skipped a beat.

"I...will work hard, and I can basically have a simple conversation."

"Remember, your neon debut stage is a showcase, and you have to be proficient in trying to talk in neon language. It is the second largest music market in the world, and the market maturity is several times that of China. TVXQ and BOA are there.

You don’t need me to repeat the myth of neon to you.”

"Gui, of course I understand."

Li Zhien was not at peace because she knew that if she went to Neon, everything would be even worse. After going to Neon, everything would be under the surveillance of her company. There would be no one she could trust to help her.

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

Hearing Li Zhien's movement, Director Zhang was startled, slowly raised his head, and asked with doubtful eyes: "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!