Lin Qiong thought he was misunderstanding and asked in surprise, "What? In the first row of the guest seats?"
Producer Xu pondered for a moment and said, "If I remember correctly, it should be the awards ceremony held by Sohu website this year. It was originally just a small ceremony, but because a big shot would be attending, most of the entertainment industry went that night."
It's better if we don't bring it up.
The moment it was brought up, the broken chain of memories in Lin Qiong's mind was suddenly repaired.
He remembered.
He also attended the awards ceremony held by Sohu that night. He had indeed heard that a very important person was going to attend, but he received a call and needed to rush back to the server room to check on the important final cut of the film. So he only attended the beginning of the awards ceremony that night and did not attend the end.
"Old Xu... are you sure it's that person?"
Lin Qiong's voice trembled when she asked that question.
It seems that, without anyone noticing, a great Buddha has been invited...
"No, I have to go over and confirm if that's true."
Producer Xu patted his clothes, tidied his attire, and then walked in that direction.
Lin Qiong clasped his hands together and prayed, "Please, please don't let it really be that person!!"
...
A separate, heated room.
Jiang Yingchi's men were guarding the outside.
The pool water wasn't cold, it was warm, but Ning Qiluo still felt cold after getting out.
Even after changing clothes and being wrapped in a huge towel, Ning Qiluo was still shivering in Jiang Yingchi's arms, and kept burrowing into his embrace. Anyway, she felt that his arms were very warm, unlike her who was freezing cold.
"Where else do you think you're going to go?"
His voice was slightly hoarse.
The moment Ning Qiluo moved, he gripped her arm tightly, pressed her down, and hissed, "Really, don't move."
Hearing this tone, Ning Qiluo obediently stopped moving.
She was lying on Jiang Yingchi's body. As the chill dissipated and she was slowly warmed by the heat from Jiang Yingchi and the heated room, she stopped trembling so violently.
Are you feeling better?
He asked her, his hand reaching under the hem of her clothes.
Her palms were dry and warm, but they still made Ning Qiluo shudder and straighten her back. "No, take your hands away."
"Wait a little longer." He said, his hand still reaching inside.
Once he was sure she was no longer wet and her body had warmed up, he withdrew his hand. However, Ning Qiluo's earlobes were already red. Jiang Yingchi saw this and his heart skipped a beat. He gently pinched her earlobe with his hand.
Ning Qiluo flinched, and his hand slipped away.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Ning Qiluo threw herself into Jiang Yingchi's arms again.
“She’s throwing herself into my arms, what should I do?” he asked in a low voice.
Ning Qiluo replied, "You should remain unmoved by her presence."
"..."
Jiang Yingchi quickly wrapped her up, then got up to open the door.
Producer Xu stood at the door.
Unexpectedly, the person who opened the door was...
At this moment, Producer Xu was somewhat devastated.
On his way there, he wondered if he had just been seeing things and it wasn't really that person. But he couldn't stop recalling that night when Ning Qiluo went on stage to receive her award, that important figure had personally presented her with the award.
Thinking about all this made Producer Xu's mind even more confused.
He stood at the door and knocked, thinking that there might be someone else inside who would open the door. He then asked that person if Ning Qiluo was ready, as the next scene was about to start filming, and also glanced around to see if it was that person.
The result was surprisingly good; it matched perfectly!
Under extreme tension, Producer Xu stammered, "You, you, hello, Mr. Jiang, hello, hello."
Fortunately, he knew that this person's surname was Jiang, the president of the Jiang Group, the famous Jiang Group in Beicheng.
"What's up."
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