Shining Stars: First Producer

And the best explanation for all these doubts and disharmony is that Su Xiaoyue came to send a photo, but was suppressed by Assistant Song.

Song Moran looked at the emptiness in front of him blankly, and what he heard was the beeping sound of the mobile phone waiting to be answered after dialing.

Looking at the name displayed on the screen in surprise, Assistant Song chose to connect without any hesitation.

"President, do you have any orders?" Assistant Song asked softly, with a faint smile in his tone.

Song Moran lowered his eyes deeply, and asked in a rigid tone, "Where is the photo that Su Xiaoyue sent over?"

"Exposed!" This was the only thought in Assistant Song's mind after Song Moran finished saying that.

Because of the tension, fine sweat was constantly oozing from the forehead, and the lips became dry and purple because of the tension.

After a long time, Assistant Song pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why did the president suddenly ask such a question? Su Xiaoyue never came to give me anything at all."

It wasn't until after he spoke that Assistant Song realized that his voice was so hoarse, like the sound made by rough sand and stone rubbing against each other, which seemed rough and uneven.

Since he couldn't think about it for a while and chose to keep those photos, it has already determined the consequences he may encounter today, and the only feasible way now is to insist on not admitting it until the end.

Thinking of Song Moran's treatment of those who concealed himself before, Assistant Song couldn't help shivering, and became more determined to conceal it.

"Are you sure you haven't received the photo from him?" Song Moran asked again, looking at the midair with complicated eyes.

At this time, Assistant Song had passed the period of panic and bewilderment when the incident was exposed at the beginning, and his mood had already become much calmer, and he was able to respond more smoothly to such inquiries.

"Of course," Assistant Song said blankly, "Have you forgotten, you told Su Xiaoyue not to enter the company before?"

In order to increase the credibility of his words, Assistant Song gritted his teeth heavily, and couldn't help but bring up what Song Moran said before as evidence.

Song Moran knew this sentence, but he was even more aware that Assistant Song was not telling the truth, which made him feel disappointed.

The two of them have been together for so long, just like Assistant Song understands all of Song Moran's thoughts, Song Moran also has some understanding of his habitual movements.

When answering at the beginning, Assistant Song hesitated for too long, and his voice was too hoarse. This was not the first reaction of a person who didn't know anything after hearing that sentence.

"I'll give you one last chance." Song Moran closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "This is the last time. Have you ever received the photo she gave you?"

As Song Moran kept repeating the last few words, Assistant Song's heart finally collapsed to the tightest point and was on the verge of collapse.

"Ah!" He screamed in a low voice and hastily, and scratched his hair with his empty hand in a very irritable manner.

Regarding the movement from the other side, Song Moran's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything.

I don't know how long it took, but Assistant Song finally couldn't bear such a dull atmosphere and vague oppression, and said in a low voice, "I have received it."

Assistant Song only felt that after saying this sentence, he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. He didn't need to think about the lie he had carried for so long, and he didn't need to be afraid that Song Moran would see it through one day.

Although he had already guessed what Assistant Song had done, Song Moran still couldn't believe it after he really admitted it.

"I thought you would never betray me," Song Moran said word by word, with a low voice.

"I never thought of betrayal," Assistant Song said hastily upon hearing this.

And such loyal words only made Song Moran find it extremely funny, even when he spoke again, his voice was unconsciously smiling, "You never thought of betraying, but you did."

This is a fact, a fact that he admits. Assistant Song opened his mouth, but finally closed it weakly, without saying anything.

"Send the photo to my office." Song Moran said blankly, "Three months' salary will be deducted."

After listening to Song Moran's punishment for himself, Assistant Song couldn't help but heaved a long sigh of relief. It was only three months' salary, and he could still bear it.

Knowing Assistant Song's current mood clearly, Song Moran said again in a calm tone, "It's because you are the first offender."

"I will definitely not do this again next time," Assistant Song promised, trying to regain Song Moran's trust in him.

But Song Moran was only indifferent to his words and didn't have any other reactions, which made him a little disappointed.

"President," Assistant Song gritted his teeth and asked when he was about to hang up the phone, "Why did you suddenly know about this?"

Song Moran had no intention of answering him at all, but instead asked other questions.

"Why did you suppress him?" Song Moran couldn't figure this out.

Assistant Song's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "The content of this photo is not good. I don't want you to be angry because of these two people."

This was because Assistant Song's tone didn't change at all, which made Song Moran have to believe that everything he said was true, but such a reason made him feel both funny and helpless.

"Do your part well," Song Moran said in a warning tone after being quiet for a long time.

Assistant Song waited until he hung up the phone and sat down on the chair next to him almost exhausted. The palm of the hand holding the phone was covered with sweat, but there was an involuntary smile on his face.

"Passed," Assistant Song murmured softly. His tense emotions suddenly relaxed and he couldn't hold back. His face turned pale, and his lips were even closer to nothing.

Because Song Moran didn't answer, Assistant Song could only guess why Song Moran got the news that had passed for a long time.

But because no one could tell her some clues, the guesses in his mind were just wandering between Song Moran and Su Xiaoyue, and there was no way to identify a certain person at all.

Sighing softly, Assistant Song suppressed the thoughts in his heart, reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and lowered his head to find out the stack of photos that he had carefully hidden at the bottom.

"Fortunately, I haven't thrown it yet." This is the only thing Assistant Song can be thankful for.