Still on
Her waist still hurts now, but if she goes up again... her waist will break!
Ning Xiaofei rolled her eyes at the air, "She is in Germany, where can I coax her?"
"Then when will he come back..." As she was talking, someone called Ye Qiao's name on the other side of the phone, and she hurriedly responded, "Come on, come on... Feifei, I'm on location right now. Hang up first. Don't get angry. It’s time to eat and drink. I’ll help you find the way later.”
Over there, Ye Qiao Feng hung up the phone angrily. Ning Xiaofei held the phone and leaned back on the chair. She put her hand on her forehead and thought for a moment. Finally, she picked up the phone and dialed Mu Tianye's number.
Compared to Xicheng, whom she had never met before, Ning Xiaofei certainly thought it would be easier for her husband.
With Xicheng, she knows Xicheng, but others don't know her.
With Mu Tianye, no matter what, the two people had been in contact with each other at a distance.
After mustering up the courage to dial the phone, Ning Xiaofei was already prepared not to fight back, not to scold back, but to try her best to please, stalk, and shamelessly flatter...
However.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off!"
She was so angry that she gritted her teeth for a while before she remembered that Lord Yama was still flying in the sky and had not landed.
It takes more than ten hours to fly directly from city A to Germany. If he leaves in the morning, he will arrive in the evening at the earliest. She is excited for nothing.
Putting away her phone, Ning Xiaofei picked up her computer and information and put them back on the table. She went downstairs to have lunch. She ordered lunch and was still looking for a seat when she heard someone mention her name.
"I really don't know what kind of brain circuit this Ning Xiaofei has. How dare she fight with Pei Ruoxi?"
"Yeah, isn't this asking for death!"
Pei Ruoxi sent out a WeChat message, and countless people forwarded it to watch. Ning Xiaofei had already become the biggest gossip in the whole stage.
However, everyone only knows his name but not his person.
Therefore, Ning Xiaofei took the plate and ran to the table next to her and sat down. The few people did not realize that the protagonist of their gossip was right next to them.
"But... it's strange. Pei Ruoxi is doing a good job hosting the entertainment festival. Why is she working in that column group?"
"Is this it? I have some gossip. I heard that it's because that person is back!"
"Who!"
"that is… "
Ning Xiaofei sat aside with her ears open, wanting to hear some more gossip about Pei Ruoxi, when her cell phone rang in her pocket.
"Xiao Ning, good news."
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yue's tone was full of excitement.
"Is there any news?" Ning Xiaofei felt happy.
"I have found out clearly that in the past two days, Xicheng is coming over to record a theme song for a cartoon. After recording, he will fly to Singapore to hold a concert and will not be back for three to five days. You will come to the Imperial Palace immediately. Look, I’m in the coffee shop downstairs!”
"Okay, I'll come right away."
Ignoring the barely two bites of rice on the plate, Ning Xiaofei grabbed a fried chicken leg on the plate and ran out of the TV station.
…
…
Cafe opposite Imperial Vision.
"Xiao Ning, this way!"
Seeing Zhang Yue in the corner, Ning Xiaofei hurriedly ran over and spoke hurriedly before he even sat down.
"What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
"He should be coming today, but my buddy doesn't know the specific time." Zhang Yue pushed the juice on the table towards her, "I have made an agreement with my friend that I will notify you as soon as Xicheng comes to record. We, Dishi, don’t have a work permit to sneak in, so we can only try our luck.”