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"... Hiss." I don't know who took a deep breath.
Everyone finally recovered.
Shen Jia looked at Gu Xun's attitude towards Qi Cong that clearly exceeded the limit of ordinary friends, and she was dumbfounded and speechless after being attacked. The other assistants also looked stupid as they were fed the shock fruit, their eyes quickly back and forth between Gu Xun and Qi Cong, gossiping with their eyes.
Only Zhao Zhenxun was rational in the audience. He was sure that there should be no paparazzi squatting around and looked at Gu Xun's car parked not far away, then looked at Qi Cong, frowned, and asked, "Do you want to be borrowed by Gu Xun?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Qi Cong again.
Gu Xun also lowered his eyes to look at Qi Cong, who had recovered and spit out the ice cream scoop, and shook the ice cream box: "Follow me, there is ice cream to eat."
Qi Cong's whole person was stiff. He didn't understand why Gu Xun appeared here and acted like this. He took a deep breath, tried his best to remain calm and calm, and looked back at Zhao Zhenxun: "Mr. Zhao, can I leave for five minutes?"
Gu Xun smiled happily.
Qi Cong clenched his fists, not daring to look at other people's expressions, so he tried to make up for it: "Mr. Gu prefers to joke."
Everyone: "..." I'll just watch you make up.
Zhao Zhenxun couldn't stand it any longer, and said to Gu Xun, "Return my employees on time." After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled Qi Cong to go and return quickly.
Qi Cong thanked him, returned the makeup box to Yuanyuan, handed the accessories box to another boy Xiao Han in the assistant, and finally looked at Shen Jia.
Shen Jia's face was concealed and abandoned in disbelief and confusion, and she was still a little wronged. With a sullen face, she looked at Gu Xun, and then at Qi Cong: "You... you..."
"I'll explain to you when I come back." Qi Cong patted Shen Jia soothingly, then turned to Gu Xun and said, "Let's go." After speaking, he walked towards Gu Xun's car.
Gu Xun turned his head to look at Shen Jia, stopped at the place where Shen Jia was photographed, and followed Qi Cong.
After approaching Gu Xun's car, Qi Cong realized that there was an assistant standing beside Gu Xun's car. Seeing him coming, the assistant immediately walked to the car door, bent over to help him open the car door, and made a gesture of please to him.
Qi Cong: "...Thank you." He looked back at Gu Xun, then bent over and got into the car.
Gu Xun also got into the car. The door was closed, Qi Cong didn't wait for Gu Xun to speak, and said first: "My family is bankrupt."
Gu Xun stopped when he turned to face Qi Cong.
"I really need the job of Assistant Shen Jia." Qi Cong felt a little embarrassed, but some things had to be made clearer. He turned his head to look at Gu Xun and said seriously, "Gu Xun, I don't understand why you are here, and I don't understand you just now... However, Jiajia gave me a job out of kindness, who had no social experience at all. , I can't rely on being friends with him, so I always deal with personal affairs and interfere with his work during working hours."
Gu Xun slowly put the ice cream scoop into the box, with a smile on his face, and asked, "Your family went bankrupt? When did it happen?"
Qi Cong turned his head and replied, "At the beginning of the year."
At the beginning of the year, "Tianwen" went abroad in a critical period of major international film exhibitions.
Gu Xun didn't speak, the brim of the peaked cap cast a shadow on his eyebrows, making his eyes darker.
Gu Xun, who was silent and expressionless, immediately revealed the strong sharpness exuding from his bones, and the low air pressure spread out like ice, quickly covering the small space in the car.
This damn strangeness everywhere.
Qi Cong continued: "Gu Xun, you and Jiajia are both public figures. I am Jiajia's assistant. If you come to me without any scruples, you may bring Jiajia—"
"You mean, you want to keep your distance from me because of Shen Jia?"
Qi Cong shut up, looked at his fingers for two seconds, then turned his head to meet Gu Xun's gaze again: "I'm not for Shen Jia, it's for myself. I'm afraid Zhao Zhenxun will bring bad things to Jiajia because of me. I was fired because of the impact. My memory is still in the third year of my junior year. I haven’t finished my professional knowledge and I have no social experience at all. It is difficult to quickly find a guaranteed job. Also… I am very short of money. Gu Xun, I really need this job."
Gu Xun's teeth clenched tightly without a trace. He turned his head and lowered the hand holding the ice cream, leaning back into the seat back: "Did I affect your life?"
Qi Cong also retracted his gaze: "Not yet."
The car fell silent.
After a while, Gu Xun moved. He stretched out his hand and put the ice cream on the armrest between the front seats, sat sideways facing Qi Cong, slightly pressed his shoulders and back, put his arms on his knees, crossed his hands, and after making a low "um" to attract Qi Cong's eyes, he turned slightly towards Qi Cong. Xian Xian smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't think about it carefully. If this ice cream melts, I won't give it to you. I'll treat you to something better next time."
The invisible low pressure in the car quickly dissipated with the relaxation of Gu Xun's expression and the slowing of his tone. Qi Cong slowed his expression and shook his head: "No need to apologize... I know you didn't mean it. Thank you for the ice cream."
Gu Xun looked at Qi Cong, paused for two seconds, then leaned back a little bit, and said more slowly: "Qi Cong, I'm going to the airport soon. The promotion of "Tianwen" and the filming of "Above the Dynasty", I will be very busy for the next time. I came to you so rashly today because I wanted to have a word with you before I was too busy to leave."
Being able to communicate is a good thing, Qi Cong asked, "What?"
"I only told you yesterday that I regret lying to you in the past, and I didn't have time to thank you. You didn't completely ignore or even hate me because of my past deception. I'm very grateful."
"...No need." Qi Cong retracted his gaze, "No need." As for what it doesn't need, I don't know.
He actually didn't know if he hated Gu Xun because of Gu Xun's deception.
Speaking of hate, it doesn't seem to be. He can feel that Gu Xun's deception is not malicious, and he is very grateful to Gu Xun for helping him out in the case of Shui Wuhen, and when he lost his memory, he probably hurt Gu Xun, I owe Gu Xun something.
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He didn't hate it, but he couldn't naturally and calmly contact Gu Xun, who was a complete stranger. When facing Gu Xun, his emotions were chaotic, he didn't hate... he couldn't indulge himself to love.
"I also want to ask, can we... be friends again?"
Qi Cong was stunned and moved. Just as he was about to answer, Gu Xun continued, "I want to get to know you again, without any deception, okay? Give us a chance to start from scratch."
From scratch, a word too tempting. But can those hazy emotions that started from deception really start from scratch
Qi Cong was a little confused and didn't speak.
Seeing this, Gu Xun immediately said, "You don't have to give me the answer right away, you can think about it slowly. It's just... Qi Cong, don't you want to find the answer to something that died three years ago?"
Maybe he was moved by Gu Xun's words, maybe he wanted to get rid of chaos, maybe... Maybe he just wanted to know what the real Gu Xun looked like, and wanted to know the real reason for his deception. After a few seconds of silence, Qi Cong finally nodded.
Five minutes later, Qi Cong got out of the car.
Before leaving, Qi Cong bent over and rushed to Gu Xun in the car and said, "I saw the Weibo you forwarded, you... Can you stop mentioning me in public and on platforms in the future?"
Gu Xun paused slightly, then nodded with a smile: "Of course, I will wait until we become... friends again, and then introduce our relationship to everyone."
Qi Cong was shaken by the smile on Gu Xun's face, pursed her lips, whispered thank you, and turned to leave.
After Qi Cong left, the mixed-race assistant brother immediately returned to the car. He started the car while fastening his seat belt, and said anxiously, "Brother Gu, we're going to miss the plane."
"too skinny."
The assistant looked at Gu Xun through the rearview mirror in confusion: "What's so thin?"
"It's nothing." Gu Xun watched Qi Cong's figure disappear behind the door of the building, and suddenly asked, "What is the general salary of an artist assistant now?"
The assistant couldn't keep up with Gu Xun's thoughts, so he turned the steering wheel and replied, "There are between three thousand and ten thousand, depending on the type of assistant. Better bosses will give out a big red envelope at the end of the year. Brother Gu. , not all bosses are as generous as you."
From 3,000 to 10,000 yuan, Qi Cong's pocket money for a month was more than this amount when he was in school.
Gu Xun's fingernails scratched an unpleasant sound on the car window. After he stopped trying to restrain himself, the slightly domineering aura of his body leaked out again, and his tone was cold: "Even if the family goes bankrupt, he used to be a medium-sized company. It's not the executives who don't need money now. Something must have happened that I don't know about."
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After Qi Cong entered the studio, he found Zhao Zhenxun and took the initiative to ensure that there would be no such thing as leaving the post during working hours for personal matters. After that, he found Shen Jia again and said that he would talk to Shen Jia about Gu Xun in detail at night.
Shen Jiazheng was pressed by Yuanyuan to trim his eyebrows, so he couldn't express his objection when he heard the words, he could only agree with one voice.
The shooting of the promotional photos was in a hurry. We had to shoot several sets of clothes a day, and everyone was very busy. Qi Cong was not very familiar with the assistant's work, so he could only wink a little, and when he saw that other assistants were overwhelmed, he took the initiative to help, and gradually he got started.
After seven o'clock in the evening, the shooting finally ended. Everyone was very tired. After getting in the car, they all collapsed and no one spoke.
Qi Cong took out a spare jacket and put it on the stomach of Shen Jia, who fell asleep in seconds after getting in the car, then took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat where several unread messages were piled up.
Most of the news was sent by Qi Yin, and a few others were... Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun's cat head portrait, moved her finger, and clicked on Qi Yin's WeChat first.