After President Pa dressed as an abandoned husband [Transmigration Book]

Bai Ning was taken aback by Feng Yingkai's oppressive gaze.

Bai Ning held the half-eaten skewers, carrying instinctive fear, "confused" and timidly asked: "Know what..."

In fact, he was quite smart. Even though Feng Yingkai didn't explain clearly what he was asking, his intuition already had the answer.

But whether it was Ji Tingsen's instructions, or the indescribable indescribable feeling in his heart, the precious intimacy that only he knew a certain secret made him decide to ask three questions.

Ji Tingsen sat between Bai Ning and Feng Yingkai.

Looking at Bai Ning and then at Feng Yingkai, because of Feng Yingkai's serious expression, he asked, "What's wrong?"

The iron stick held in the palm of his hand was gripped vigorously, and it was almost embedded in the flesh. The pain made the questions smooth. Feng Yingkai asked, "What's wrong with your waist?"

Then he explained: "Seeing that you are not feeling well, maybe I was wrong."

Caressing his smooth forehead with his fingers, Ji Tingsen explained: "When I went home yesterday, I twisted my waist when I went downstairs. I will feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time."

Feng Yingkai: "Twisted...twisted?"

It is rare for him to be so unresponsive, but the deep and handsome facial features have faded from the gloom visible to the naked eye: "Did you hurt your muscles and nerves? Should you take a film..."

Ji Tingsen repeatedly said that he was much better, and handed him a grilled squid: "Try it, it's cumin-flavored, it's not particularly spicy."

Feng Yingkai took it and ate it in two or three bites.

Like a compressed spring that removes the weight of a thousand pieces of gold, the vigorous and relaxed mood made him unable to relieve even standing up.

Turning his gaze around the crowded room, he raised his voice and said, "What else do you want to eat, report it in the group, and I'll take care of the rest!"

Amidst the noise and joy, Ji Tingsen and Yin Lianyun clinked glasses.

Unless necessary, he generally doesn't drink, and just walks with others with the orange juice in his hand.

One shoulder suddenly sank, it was Feng Yingkai.

Feng Yingkai was standing, so Ji Tingsen looked up at him and asked what was wrong with him.

"Tingsen, I want to drink." Feng Yingkai's whole demeanor was rather gloomy, the joy just now was fleeting, and his mood was lightly sinking: "Is it okay?"

He didn't want to drink, he just asked something casually, and then got an affirmative answer from the people in front of him.

Actually it doesn't make much sense, but asked anyway.

Ji Tingsen knew that he was in a bad mood, probably because he wanted to drink but couldn't let go of tomorrow's shooting, so he thought for a while: "Yes, up to two cans."

Adult men metabolize alcohol very quickly, and it is early now, so it will not affect the normal work tomorrow.

Because Feng Yingkai was standing, he had to look up.

Black hair, fair face, and mouth that was so hot that it was so hot were all exposed under the light, and the whole person was like a paintbrush, without the slightest blemish.

Feng Yingkai lowered his eyes and smiled, took a can of beer and went outside to drink, but didn't come in again.

......

In the middle of the month, Ji Tingsen received a call from Mrs. Qin, saying that she was going abroad to visit an old friend this month, and if Qin Zhen bullied him, just call her and tell her.

Ji Tingsen said that Qin Zhen treated him very well and reassured the old lady.

If Mrs. Qin still allows Ji Tingsen to have time, remember to go and see the orchids in the flower room of the old house. Although the gardener is also very good at tending them, but Ji Tingsen is a flower lover and the owner, so he intends to inspect on her behalf. It's always different.

Ji Tingsen said yes.

That night, Ji Tingsen received another call from Qin Zhen.

He still said the same thing: "Grandma has gone abroad, and she won't be back in a short time, so she doesn't have to go to the old house this month."

Ji Tingsen: "Okay."

The two of them hadn't seen each other for about seven or eight days, and the shallow familiarity accumulated when Qin Zhen was ill had long since dissipated, and there was an awkward silence with nothing to say on the phone.

A few seconds later, the two spoke at the same time:

Ji Tingsen: "If there is nothing else, I will..."

Qin Zhen: "You don't have anything else to say?"

Qin Zhen spoke faster, and his words were cold and clear, which completely overwhelmed Ji Tingsen's unhurried voice: "No, right, grandma wants you to take care of her flowers, have you forgotten?"

Ji Tingsen: "I remember."

Qin Zhen: "Just remember, when you are free, I will ask Special Assistant Yan to pick you up."

Ji Tingsen: "No need, I will find time to go there."

There was another silence, and Qin Zhen lowered his tone: "It's best like this."

He still remembered how Ji Tingsen walked out of the community alone in the surveillance screen, and said: "You don't need the driver at home... From now on, people from your company can pick up people downstairs, and they are not allowed to go upstairs."

Ji Tingsen said yes.

He originally wanted to care about Qin Zhen's daily life, such as combining work and rest so that he would not faint again, but it was unavoidable that he felt that he was going too far, so he simply tried to keep his words as simple as possible.

The phone finally hung up, and from Qin Zhen's side, it seemed to be annoyed.

......

Another two days, crew.

Ji Tingsen was reading the script under the sun umbrella, his assistant Zhao Yifan jumped over in three steps and two steps in parallel, and said in a low voice like an intelligence connection: "Brother Ji, haven't you been asking me to pay more attention... Bai Ning's manager is here, At the hotel, I guess we have to wait for Bai Ning to go see her after the show."

Ji Tingsen glanced at Bai Ning who was filming with Yin Lianyun: "Understood, well done."

noon,

For the first time, Bai Ning didn't wait for Ji Tingsen to go back to the hotel with him, and left his assistant to tell Ji Tingsen that he had to leave beforehand.

Ji Tingsen looked at the child's thin back and followed.

The closed door completely turned the house into a cage from which there was nowhere to escape.

Bai Ning stood in front of the manager, Sister Miao, silently listening to the other party's reprimand, until the other party mentioned: "I heard that you and Ji Tingsen are very close, have you succeeded?"

Bai Ning: "I think I can..."

An impatient female voice interrupted him: "That's it! What can you do? How many years have I been in this industry, and how many years have you been in this industry? I thought I couldn't do anything to you after almost half of the drama was filmed? .....fuck off after this show!"

Bai Ning: "Brother Ji is very nice, I can't..."

Sister Miao said "Hey" in surprise and sarcasm, and walked around Bai Ning twice: "Brother Ji? It's quite intimate, okay, if you don't want to be a celebrity, then go to the club invested by Mr. Yuan. With your virtue of fishing for three days and posting on the net for two days, when will you be able to pay off the debt of more than 1000 million? Your brother Ji is very good. Many people like his face. Maybe he can make money by sleeping with someone once.. …”

"Shut up!" The young man, who had always been downcast since meeting Sister Miao, snatched up the words for the first time: "Don't get his idea, no!"

He spoke affirmatively, with startling stubbornness, and then hung his head again, as weak and deceitful as before.

Sister Miao was really stunned for a moment, forcing people to death and forcing them to make money for herself are two different things.

Just as he was about to raise his spirits and train again, after all, Bai Ning had more than one weakness that had been exploited.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Bai Ning went to open the door, his back stiffened when he saw someone coming, and he felt a guilty conscience of being caught, even though he had never really done anything.

Ji Tingsen passed him and looked into the room, glanced at the woman in the room with a flickering expression, then looked down at Bai Ning: "Director Feng is looking for you, there is a scene going wrong in the morning, and we need to make up for it."

Not reconciled to being ignored, Sister Miao came forward: "Ji Tingsen, right? I'm Bai Ning's manager, I..."

Ji Tingsen raised his eyes and glanced at her, showing no anger or liking, but that faint indescribable aura nailed her in place.

Sister Miao, who had marveled at Ji Tingsen's appearance and despised Ji Tingsen's IQ more than once, instantly turned into ashes with that subtle condescending aura.

She couldn't explain why, but she felt that Ji Tingsen was not as he imagined...Anyway, he was a very difficult person to provoke.

Ji Tingsen could clearly feel Bai Ning's sluggish and shivering breath, he was too lazy to deal with Sister Miao, and pressed the young man's thin shoulder: "Is 5 minutes enough? Go wash your face, I'll wait for you here."

Bai Ning was worried that Ji Tingsen and Sister Miao would be together, fearing that Sister Miao would deceive people again by wearing that amiable mask back then.

Today's conversation couldn't go on any longer. Sister Miao said meaningfully to Bai Ning: "Think about it carefully." Then she left.

Ji Tingsen looked at the back of Sister Miao leaving, his eyes were slightly cold.

Theoretically speaking, for Bai Ning's good, he shouldn't ignore the other party's manager like this, otherwise Bai Ning will suffer in the end.

But the information he got was enough to judge Ms. Miao as the opposite of Bai Ning.

For such a person, ignoring is already the greatest tolerance.

Bai Ning breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumped, "Brother Ji..."

Ji Tingsen raised his jaw towards the bathroom: "Go and wash your face, you should be in better shape."

Bai Ning was also afraid of being NG after filming, so he honestly went to the bathroom to wash his face, practiced smiling in the mirror, and then came out.

When he came out, he found that Ji Tingsen, who was standing by the door, was already sitting on the sofa, and the door was closed.

Bai Ning: "Brother Ji..."

He realized that what Ji Tingsen said about making up for filming was just an excuse to let Sister Miao leave.

Ji Tingsen waved, and when the little one came over, he asked, "Have you been bullied?"

Bai Ning wanted to say no, but under the knowing and gentle gaze of the other party, his mouth shrunk uncontrollably, and his eyes were sore.

Seeing the red circles under his eyes, Ji Tingsen sighed: "Do you want to change your agent? Or, change your company?"

He needs to get a response from Bai Ning's real needs before arranging everything, this is respect.

Bai Ning shook his head, not daring to look at Ji Tingsen, afraid of crying himself: "I'm fine, you can't take care of my affairs, brother Ji...you can't take care of it."

No, no, no.

He couldn't turn his head back anymore. A star sounded radiant, but what was under the radiance?

Bai Ning felt that he was disappointed, because the tears blurred his vision.

In this ambiguity, Ji Tingsen's voice was so slow that it was almost gentle, but it also had an indescribable force: "That's what I thought? Don't talk, I'll make a phone call."

Bai Ning felt that a tissue was stuffed in his hand.

He wiped away his tears and saw that Ji Tingsen dialed a phone number with the word "Lei", and then pressed the speakerphone.

The phone is placed on the table.

Ji Tingsen was calling Lei Feihong.

Lei Feihong answered quickly: "Young Master Ji?"

Ji Tingsen: "Mr. Lei, there is something I need you to do. Guanglong Entertainment has a manager named Miao Xiaohui. I want you to recruit her to Yaohui, the treatment of a gold medal manager."

Bai Ning was stunned, he had heard some rumors, that Lei would never be... But Brother Ji sat with his brows stretched out, his words were plain and there was an unquestionable sense of command, not quite like the rumors from the outside world , I need to please someone.

Lei Feihong: "Okay, Miao Xiaohui, I will remember."

Ji Tingsen added: "After Miao Xiaohui resigns from Guanglong's job, tell her that Yaohui Temple is too small to tolerate a vicious person like her."

Lei Feihong: "...Okay."

He originally thought that Miao Xiaohui was a related household, but now it seems that he is an unlucky ghost.

Ji Tingsen hung up the phone and looked at Bai Ning: "Can I take care of it this way? The handover of the manager will take time, and no one will bother you for a long time."

Bai Ning was speechless, and he called Brother Ji in a low voice, both relaxed and astonished.

Everything that happened in front of him was completely beyond his cognition.

Ji Tingsen looked at the child in a daze, and sighed helplessly: "Little friend, big friend helped you drive away the bad guys, then do you want to consider my proposal?"

Bai Ning clenched his fists, and finally shook his head.

In fact, only a little bit of his fear was directed at Sister Miao, what was even more frightening was Yuan Neng and the things in his hands.

Ji Tingsen knew what Bai Ning was afraid of.

He stood up and rubbed the top of his hair: "Is it because of Yuan Neng?"

The boy froze.

Ji Tingsen said softly: "It seems that I guessed it right. Yuan Neng is ugly and bad, and he is not good enough for our Xiao Ning. If you are willing to believe me, I will go talk to him."

Bai Ning said anxiously: "No, he..."

He didn't know how to express Yuan Neng's shamelessness and viciousness, he was so short of breath that he almost passed out.

Ji Tingsen pressed the child's shoulders and let him sit on the sofa: "Don't be afraid, you have to understand what I mean by calling in front of you."

Bai Ning vaguely understands, but doesn't think clearly.

Ji Tingsen said: "Yaohui is worth five Guanglong Entertainments. I can discuss business with Yaohui's Mr. Lei, and Yuan Neng. You just need to tell me if you want to leave him."

He has been prepared for a long time, as long as one allows.

To be honest, compared to Yuan Neng, who is violent and violent, Ji Tingsen is too refined and elegant.

However, at this moment, he just stood there quietly and patiently, with a kind of broadness and tranquility like a mountain, neither weak nor overly strong, but reliable enough.

Sensing this reliability, Bai Ning whispered, "Brother Ji, can I cry for a while?"

It's been a long time, he's so tired.

Ji Tingsen was standing, looking down, and said softly: "Of course."

And then, the boy who was originally sitting on the sofa leaned over and hugged his waist, and pushed his head towards him.

howling.