Xinya was dragged into Ye Cong's car like a little chicken, and a cell phone was thrown away before she could sit firmly.
Sprout: “…”
What are you doing? This person is not an ordinary person with something wrong.
"Tell Sister Cat that you and I will go out and we'll be back in about a week." Ye Cong said, crossing the car directly to the driver's seat, getting in and starting the car.
Xin Ya looked at the phone in her hand, then looked at Ye Cong, "What are you going to do?"
"You don't know what trouble you got into?" Ye Cong glanced at her and drove the car out of the army.
Sprout: “…”
Teacher Yu seemed to be angry with her, so the filming stopped now.
Xin Ya pursed her lips and glanced at Ye Cong carefully, "Boss, did you lose a lot of money on this matter?"
She seemed to have heard Sister Cat say that they are basically burning money every day now that they are parked.
Ye Cong glanced at her from the corner of his eye. The little girl pursed her lips and looked a little aggrieved. If he said yes now, he thought the little girl would cry.
Xinya used Ye Cong's mobile phone to send a message to Sister Cat, but after sending it, she felt something was wrong, "I have a mobile phone."
Ye Cong turned his face slightly, facing away from Xinya.
This little girl is really stupid, making people want to hold her in their arms and kiss her right now.
"Cough—" Some scenes appeared uncontrollably in the sea of milk. Ye Cong coughed slightly to cover it up, and took his mobile phone with his free hand, "Isn't it easier to use your mobile phone to send and explain."
"It seems like this." Xinya said, feeling something was wrong, but couldn't explain it yet.
When Sister Mao received the words in a Xinya tone from Ye Cong's phone, she instantly felt that she had been fed a big mouthful of dog food. Xinya could even use the boss's mobile phone to send text messages. What does this mean? The phone was handed over to Xinya.
Let me ask, who would hand over their mobile phone to someone other than a close relative, especially someone with a status like a boss.
But in this regard, she has no emotional intelligence. Xinya, who is only attracted to an idol once in her life, does not understand the concept of mobile phones at all.
After all, Ye Cong often takes her mobile phone, which she thinks is normal.
"Where are we going now?" Xin Ya looked at Ye Cong, who was already driving on the expressway out of Lin City.
"What do you think?" Ye Cong drove with one hand and glanced at the woman sitting in the passenger seat.
"If we find a new screenwriter, otherwise I will provide the money. I can get less salary and hire a new screenwriter for the rest." They all have a ferocious look. You must know that the salary of a supporting role is more than 3 million yuan, but she only has 2.5 million yuan. In Ye Cong's words, she is still a newcomer. If she takes too much, it will be bad. check.
How could Ye Cong not know what she was thinking? This girl likes to buy things on a certain treasure because it is cheap. Even if he drags her to the store to buy clothes, she will hold the door open and refuse. The clothes cost dozens of yuan at home. Clothes are a common thing.
This girl loves money very much.
If this girl was asked to choose between money and him, it goes without saying that she would definitely choose money.
"Of course it will be paid out of your salary. Aren't you the one who is angry with the teacher?" Ye Cong put the blame for driving away the teacher on Xinya's head without blushing.
Xinya sighed slightly, "That's right, I can't blame Teacher Ding just because Teacher Ding got angry and left after helping me seek justice."
Ye Cong: "..."