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The man coldly glanced at everyone present, gently patted the little fat boy's stiff back to comfort him, looked at Tom with disgust as if he was watching something dirty, and said coldly: "If you can't take pictures, you can Get out, don't waste everyone's time."

What Tom said to Lin Anjing just now was returned to him by the man a few minutes later, Yan Hao's voice was not loud, but his appearance made the originally chaotic studio quiet so that there was no noise, so the man's voice was not very penetrating It's not small, basically everyone present can hear it clearly...very clearly.

Hu Li turned his head and took a deep breath to keep from bursting out laughing.

But in my heart, I praised the expressionless man again and again, thinking that this tone was a good one.

Lin Anjing was quite embarrassed. He raised his hand and told the little chubby boy to hug him, raised his head and whispered to the man, "It's not Tom's problem, really, don't lose your temper with this place, take Mengmeng back to the office!"

He was kind at first, but he turned into a white lotus in Tom's eyes. Immediately, his frozen face became a little distorted, and he yelled at Lin Anjing: "Who do you think you are, I don't need you I beg for mercy, I quit!"

He dropped the camera in his hand to the ground, whether it was intentional or unintentional, the shattered lens of the camera was bounced up by the tiles, and the sharp fragments flew towards Lin Anjing's face.

It was too late for Lin Anjing to see what happened in a split second. After all, he was holding a little fat boy in his arms. If he avoided the scratch, it would be Lin Mengmeng.

"An Jing!" The scream came from Sun Xiaoxiao, she rushed to Lin Anjing's side and pulled him to watch, "It's okay, it's okay, there's no bleeding."

Fortunately, Lin Anjing took a small step back just now, otherwise it might not be as simple as being scratched.

Yan Hao's aura was so low that it broke the table, and his dark face was close to the ink cartridge.

He was an arm's length away from Lin Anjing, what happened just now was too fast to catch him, and now the man realized that he quickly turned to look at him, and asked anxiously, "Are you injured?"

Lin Anjing raised his hand and touched his face, seeing the little fat boy in his arms staring round as if frightened, he couldn't help comforting softly: "Father is fine, be good, don't cry, don't cry." Seeing his son's big eyes blinking tears After getting down, Lin Anjing said anxiously: "It's really all right, don't you think it's not scratched?"

Turning his face to let the little fat boy see clearly, Lin Anjing saw him pursing his lips and glaring at Tom angrily, so he hugged him and went aside. He didn't care about other people's opinions at the moment, so he calmed down his son first. That's the most important thing.

Yan Hao turned his face to look at Hu Li, without even looking at the pale Tom, he ordered in a cold voice: "Call Xia Chun, how dare he use such a violent person? I see that his company It's time for a lawsuit." After speaking, he strode towards Lin Anjing directly, which meant that Hu Li had full power to deal with this matter, and he had no time to talk to them.

Hu Li sighed, sneered at Tom, smacked his lips and shook his head and sighed, "I admit that you are capable, but you have to see who you are embarrassing. An Jing has a good temper but our boss has a bad temper. You Was that intentionally hurting someone just now? Tsk tsk, this is really cruel, knowing that artists rely on this face, if An Jing leaves a scar on his face, I will see what you will do in the future." Leng snorted He stopped looking at Tom, raised his hand and waved to the other staff members who just came back to their senses, and said loudly: "It's gone, we won't shoot anymore, we'll talk about it when Mr. Xia arranges a new photographer to come over."

Anyway, the cover of the next issue of "Men's Clothes" has already decided to use Lin Anjing's photos. It's not them who are anxious if they can't get a photo today, but Xia Chun. He doesn't care about delaying the photo for a few days.

Seeing the man walking towards him, Lin Anjing sighed, and said, "If you didn't come down with Mengmeng in your arms, there wouldn't be so much trouble." Although he said so, his expression had the feeling of the rest of his life. It's really too dangerous, "I'm really fine." The man kept staring at his face, which made him a little embarrassed.

Yan Hao frowned and thought about how to benefit Lin Anjing from Xia Chun. That Tom was Xia Chun's ace photographer, and he was so childish. One can imagine that the others were not much better.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. He had imagined that every photographer would make trouble for An Jing when he came to take pictures. It felt really fucked up.

"If you don't want to shoot, then don't shoot." Originally, he planned to use "Men's Clothes" to bring Lin Anjing some other work, not limited to film and television, but it seems that the effect does not satisfy him.

Lin Anjing shook his head, seeing him frowning, he couldn't help laughing: "It's really not all Tom's fault today, I know what kind of behavior I am, part of the reason for his losing his temper must be because I didn't do well, and the other part... ..." The young man sighed and glared at the man, "It must be because of you, his eyes lit up when you appeared just now."

Yan Hao raised his hand to touch his red-scarred face, and said with a straight face: "Go home, let Lan Qi come over and show you."

The little fat boy also nodded his head, agreeing with Yan Hao's words.

When the debris flew over just now, he was so worried that he forgot to breathe. Fortunately, his father was not injured, otherwise he would definitely blame himself to death.

He suddenly wanted to grow up so much that he could protect his father from being bullied by anyone.

"It's all right, don't make such a fuss." Seeing that the staff were already packing up, Lin Anjing was helpless, but he was grateful for the man's actions and concern. He was really worried about himself.

Yan Hao snorted coldly, took his arm and walked out.

Talking about making a big deal out of a molehill?

……

In Yan Hao's office, the man's behavior downstairs has shocked the whole company.

Who didn't know that Yan Hao never interfered too much with the artist's work?

Who didn't know that Yan Hao would never get angry when an artist was embarrassed by the staff?

Who doesn't know that Yan Hao and Lin Anjing are rumored to be having an affair?

Who doesn't know that Tom is Xia Chun's queen photographer?

But just now, half an hour ago, Tom was reprimanded by Yan Hao for embarrassing Lin Anjing too much, so he became angry and hurt Lin Anjing's face.

Face!

That is the basis of an artist's work. I have to say that Tom's actions made most people feel very chilled.

Why do you feel cold?

As a photographer, it doesn’t matter if you are angry and say that you smashed the workplace, but Tom still did that kind of behavior when he knew that the artist’s face was the most important thing. I have to say that he was too much.

Lin Anjing didn't know that people in the company felt sympathy for him because of this incident, which was really not what he wanted.

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in Yan Hao's office with his head half-raised to let Lan Qi who had rushed over to see the mark on his face, he was helpless and speechless.

Lan Qi looked at it several times, and wanted to roll his eyes against the man's cold gaze, but he didn't dare.

God knows how scary it is when your boss gets angry.

"Very serious?" Yan Hao frowned, why did Lan Qi's face change back and forth.

"It's okay, I'll make sure this mark disappears in two hours." Lan Qi smacked his lips, took out a small plastic box from the small medicine box on the side and handed it to Lin Anjing, "Wipe it, I'll make sure your skin will be clean tomorrow." Slippery."

"..." Lin Anjing rolled his eyes and didn't answer.

On the contrary, the little fat boy took it with his little hand and put it in his pocket, and asked Lan Qi in a childish voice, "Can you make daddy as tender as me?"

"Yes, yes, as tender as you." Lan Qi smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the little fat boy's face, the slippery and soft touch is really amazing!

The little fat boy sniffed, turned his face and lay on Lin Anjing's chest, feeling a little embarrassed.

Hu Li knocked on the door and came in, followed by the nervous Sun Xiaoxiao, who opened his mouth and said, "I called Mr. Xia, and he apologized deeply, and planned to invite An Jing to dinner to calm him down."

"...It's a bit too much." The corner of Lin Anjing's mouth was twisted, the direction of this matter was not right.

Yan Hao glanced at Lin Anjing, waved his hand, "Just go, don't let Xia Chun call me, it's annoying." Throwing the buzzing and vibrating mobile phone on the table, the word Xia Chun appeared on the screen.

As expected, Hu Li pouted and handed the script in his hand to Lin Anjing, and said, "The boss should have shown it to you yesterday, you can choose it, and if you like it, go to the audition."

Lin An nodded, thanks to the cheating system, his photographic memory can clearly remember the content of several scripts, especially the "New Happy Jianghu", which made him remember deeply.

"Do you think that TV series will be popular?" Lin Anjing looked through the scripts in his hand again, and found that a movie called "The Return of the Hero" and "New Happy Jianghu" were marked with emphasis, which was obviously approved by Hu Li.

"Although this kind of remake will make people complain every time, I have to say that the ratings are good every time. Although you have acted in many big-screen works, you are all small roles. It is impossible for ordinary people to remember you. , we still have to start step by step from the small screen, it’s better to be more down-to-earth.”

Lin Anjing nodded slightly, feeling that Hu Li's words made sense.

Lan Qi leaned over and reached out to grab the two highlighted scripts in Lin Anjing's hand, roughly flipped through them, raised his eyebrows with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yo, this scriptwriter is quite good at changing."

"Huh? How do you say it?" He reached out and took the strawberries on the coffee table and handed them to the little fat boy in his arms. Lin Anjing turned his face to look at the man who had been silent all this time, and handed him one as well.

The man glanced at it and opened his mouth, the meaning was obvious - feed me.

Lin Anjing glared at him, but still stuffed the strawberry into his mouth, and seeing him squinting and chewing was even more furious.

With so many people here, can you stop being so cheeky!

Hu Li and Lan Qi looked at each other, and they both saw speechlessness in each other's eyes.

What they both have in common is that the boss's skin is as thick as a city wall now, and he is really covered in copper skin and iron bones, even with an eye that doesn't care about the outside world.

"If this script is well shot, it might become popular once. The more netizens criticize, the more popular this drama will be." Shaking the script in his hand, Lan Qi licked the corner of his mouth and said, "If you believe me, An Jing, you will accept this drama. If you play the role of the leader well, you will be famous."

The corners of Lin Anjing's mouth twitched, thinking, why did I see gloating in your eyes?