Recently, the filming of Ning Xi's "Nine Skies" has been progressing very smoothly. While filming, Lin Zhizhi also arranged some announcements and activities for her.
After all, the shooting period of a drama can easily take several months. If it disappears from the public eye for such a long time, it will soon be forgotten. It is still necessary to ensure a certain level of popularity.
Ning Xi's popularity was rising. As more and more people liked her, more and more people targeted her, with dirty water thrown at her and groundless gossip flying everywhere. Fortunately, with Lin Zhizhi in charge and the support of the company, nothing happened. Instead, her popularity and exposure rate increased in disguise.
While working, there is one thing that Ning Xi has always insisted on, and that is charity.
What she could do before was limited, but now with her status she can do much more.
Lin Zhizhi also agreed and supported this very much, and actively operated and organized it, and directly established a charity fund in Ning Xi's name.
"I've already arranged the inauguration ceremony for you. It's on the 8th of this month, and you don't have time for it." Lin Zhizhi said.
"Number 8?" Ning Xi raised her eyebrows slightly.
"What's up with you on the 8th?"
Ning Xi smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, let's go with number 8!"
"Here is the guest list, take a look."
"Okay!" Ning Xi nodded and took a look at the list. They were all celebrities in the entertainment industry and some important partners. "No problem."
…
Ning Xi's cell phone rang just as she left Lin Zhizhi's office.
Ning Xi accidentally answered the call without checking who was calling. Ning Yaohua's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hey, Xiao Xi, don't forget Xue Luo's wedding tomorrow!"
"I have something to do on the 8th."
"Something? What could be the matter? What could be more important than Xue Luo's wedding?" There seemed to be a different person on the other end of the phone, and the person speaking was Zhuang Lingyu.
"Oh, are you sure you want me to go?"
Ning Xi's tone made Zhuang Lingyu instinctively alert. She certainly didn't want her to go!
Who knows what kind of trouble she will cause if she comes...
"Do you think I want to ask you to come? It's such a big day as Xue Luo's wedding. Not only do you not come, but even Tian Xin can't come because of something? Are you afraid that outsiders will not know about the discord in our Ning family?" Zhuang Lingyu said unhappily.
"Forget it, forget it. If she doesn't want to come, then she doesn't have to come. It's not a big deal..." Ning Yaohua muttered on the other end of the phone, and then tentatively spoke to Ning Xi, "Xiao Xi, what's going on on the 8th? Well, Xiao Xi, in fact, what's in the past is in the past, and feelings can't be forced... I think that Mr. Yun is actually quite good..."
From the tone of her voice, it seemed that she was really afraid that she would take the opportunity to cause trouble out of hatred, and Ning Yaohua hadn't forgotten about Yun Shen...
Maybe he saw her value after the last time, so he has been treating her much better recently, but that makes her even more disgusted.
"Director Ning can check my schedule on the official website or call my assistant." Ning Xi said and hung up the phone.
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In a blink of an eye, it was number 8.
There was a constant stream of traffic in front of the Imperial Capital Exhibition Center, gathering guests from most of the entertainment industry as well as wealthy celebrities in the circle. The atmosphere and scene were comparable to that of an award ceremony.
Most other celebrities held their weddings in hotel banquet halls or on islands. Ning Xueluo and Su Yan's wedding was too large because it invited thousands of guests, so they chose the Imperial Capital Exhibition Center.