Jiang Jing came in a short while later, his brows furrowed. Their usual closeness was now replaced by a sense of distance. He said, "Don't cry. The entire crew is waiting for you now."
When Tong Xi saw Jiang Jing coming over in person, she forced a smile and whispered, "Yeah."
Jiang Jing took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her. Tong Xi was stunned and quickly said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, we are friends." Jiang Jing said in a calm tone.
Tong Xi was stunned, quickly lowered his head, and held the tissue tightly in both hands.
Jiang Jing didn't ask whether the news on the Internet was true.
Tong Xi felt a pang of sadness. Even as a friend, he would still care about the truth of this matter.
Jiang Jing patted her shoulder and said gently, "Let's go."
His attitude was the same as his attitude towards other juniors in the company. Although his attitude was good, there was a barrier between them.
Tong Xi replied sullenly: "Yeah."
*
The filming of the play continues.
The filming ended quickly today, and Xie Shizhu had returned to the hotel at two o'clock in the afternoon. After removing her makeup, she made a video call to Song Xiuyun.
Song Xiuyun picked up the call quickly. A man with superior facial features appeared in the video frame. He was dressed in a suit and had deep brow bones. Judging from the background, he seemed to be in a meeting room.
The man glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten?"
The noisy background noise suddenly quieted down.
The senior executive who was reporting on his work was stunned for a moment, thinking that the president was talking to him. He was flattered and quickly responded: "I have eaten, president. How about you?"
Just as he finished speaking, a woman's voice came from the phone that Song Xiuyun had placed on the table: "I ate it. The food on the set is terrible. I still prefer the restaurant you always book for me."
Song Xiuyun paused holding the pen, looked up at the stunned crowd, nodded slightly, and signaled the executive who was reporting to continue.
A look of embarrassment flashed across the executive's face, while the executives next to him were shocked and then laughed secretly with schadenfreude.
The executive thought to himself that he was really being too sentimental.
"According to the company's plan, I think we can use external factors..." The executive coughed lightly and continued calmly, "To receive..."
Song Xiujun smiled gently at the woman in the video. "Well, it seems that there isn't any in Nancheng. Aren't you going to finish filming by the end of the month?"
Executive: “…” How can I continue?
Xie Shizhu pouted and talked about a lot of dishes he wanted to eat. He didn't feel tired until his eyelids felt sleepy, then he closed his mouth.
"I'm going to take a nap now," Xie Shizhu rubbed his eyelids and kissed the camera, which instantly made the picture blurry and took a long time to focus.
A woman's crisp "Trojan" sound rang out in the conference room.
The special assistant sitting next to Song Xiuyun was already used to this and looked around at the shocked expressions with a slight smile.
Xie Shizhu hesitated to hang up the phone, and Song Xiujun's low voice came into her ears through the receiver: "Hmm? What's wrong?"
The woman smiled sweetly and said, "Hey, kiss me back."
Song Xiujun hesitated for a moment, put his thin lips close to the phone camera, and gently placed a kiss, trying his best to meet her conditions.
The special assistant was now very nervous, not to mention the other senior executives who were seeing such a scene for the first time.
Xie Shizhu smiled sweetly and hung up the call.
Song Xiujun raised his head, his expression returning to its usual stern look. He glanced at the shocked executives and said in a cold voice, "Why don't you say anything?"
The senior executive was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. "Sorry, Mr. Song, I'll continue."
*
After the meeting, as soon as the special assistant walked out, he was surrounded by executives waiting outside. Everyone asked, "Is that woman really an internet celebrity?"
"The last time we had a video conference, it was this woman's voice. Is her name Tong Xi?"
The special assistant was shocked and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How is this possible?"
"Ah? Who else could it be if not her?"
The senior executives looked at each other and speculated as they walked towards their offices.
Song Xiujun's tall figure emerged from the conference room. He glanced at his assistant, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
"Ah... well..." The special assistant thought about the words, "Just look it up online yourself!"
He couldn't say it anyway.
Song Xiujun hummed, turned and went into the office. After three minutes of browsing the Internet, his eyes became increasingly cold.
*
Tong Xi, who had just finished filming on the set, felt a little better. When she was about to go back to the hotel, Jiang Jing stopped her with a serious look on his face.
Tong Xi was a little excited. Before she could say anything, Jiang Jing spoke up: "You have nothing to do with Mr. Song?"
Tong Xi nodded hurriedly and explained: "Yes, those are all misunderstandings."
Jiang Jing suddenly fell silent. Since it wasn't Tong Xi, it could only be Xie Shizhu.
Seeing that Jiang Jing believed him, Tong Xi smiled and said, "Boss Song and I don't know each other at all. The figure in the video is just Xie Shizhu, who is wearing the same dress as me. You also know that I went there with the boss."
Jiang Jing stared at her quietly. After she finished speaking, he said as if he were looking at a stranger, "If it wasn't you, why didn't you clarify? And why did you pay special attention to Shengtai Company's official Weibo?"
"I..." Tong Xi said anxiously, "This is all the boss's order."
Jiang Jing let out a long breath: "You could have refused. Now, just wait to be sued."
Tong Xi blurted out in shock: "What?"
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