Qianjin's counterattack: Mr. Gu stay away from me

A tall and straight figure in a noble suit came into people's sight in the distance, and the well-tailored suit took advantage of the man's good figure to become more and more perfect.

With one hand in his pocket, he walked towards the set with his slender legs.The already handsome face immediately attracted the attention of a large group of people.

"Hey, Mr. Zheng, you're here! Come on, bring a chair and a glass of water!" A scene manager on the set saw Zheng Jiaming and ran over in a hurry.

There are not many opportunities to curry favor with big shots like this, and you have to seize them as soon as you see them. Zheng Jiaming raised his hand and signaled that there is no need for field affairs.

"I have prepared some afternoon tea for the staff of the crew, you all go to have a rest."

Looking behind Zheng Jiaming, there was indeed a dining car parked, filled with all kinds of tea and snacks.

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng."

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng!"

"... "

The staff on the set thanked them with a smile. There is nothing more satisfying than having a cup of afternoon tea and a snack after work.

"Come here, everyone. The snacks and tea are ready." The waiter on the dining car waved with a smile on his face. A snack for Leng Qiuhong.

Just as he was about to look for Leng Qiuhong, he bumped into the director.

"Mr. Zheng, you are here! Thank you so much, and let you spend money to prepare a tea shop for our staff." The director glanced at the dining car, and met Zheng Jiaming's eyes with a smile.

"It's nothing, let's just express condolences, director, go quickly."

"Mr. Zheng, what are you doing here?" The director glanced at the things in Zheng Jiaming's hands, and asked knowingly.

"I'm going to find Leng Qiuhong."

Zheng Jiaming took a breath, feeling a little impatient with the director's so many words.

He also heard Zheng Jiaming's impatient tone, and the director didn't dare to say anything more, pointing in the direction of Leng Qiuhong, "You go, Miss Leng is over there, the last scene is over."

After speaking, the director smiled flatteringly and walked towards the dining car.

Zheng Jiaming also walked in the direction pointed by the director just now.

All of this was captured by Jing Shengxia who was in the distance.

Jing Shengxia looked at Zheng Jiaming's back and then at the dining car. He clenched his hands tightly, and his fingers even turned white from too much force.

Jealousy raided his whole heart, Jing Shengxia's eyes were red, "Zheng Jiaming! How could you treat me like this!"

Before, even when I was your fiancée, you never visited the set, and the few times you came, you still came to look for Leng Qiuhong!
Now, with such a big fanfare, he brought the dining car over to visit Leng Qiuhong, did he want her, Jing Shengxia, to be a laughing stock outside!

In the past, even if he begged hard, Zheng Jiaming would not come to the crew to visit his class, and he didn't even bother to act with him.Now, look at Leng Qiuhong who is very diligent!
Jing Shengxia's shoulders kept shaking up and down because of anger, and his nails were tightly clenched into the palm of his hand because of anger, as if they were about to be inserted into the flesh. He took a hard look at Zheng Jiaming's figure and turned his head away from where he was standing just now.

On this side, Zheng Jiaming looked at the dim sum in his hand and couldn't help but smiled softly, and walked inside.

"Mr. Zheng, you are here." Xiao Guan was just about to get another towel for Leng Qiuhong, when he turned around, he saw Zheng Jiaming standing at the door.

Zheng Jiaming nodded politely.

Leng Qiuhong, who heard Xiaoguan's voice, turned his head and met Zheng Jiaming's smiling eyes.

"Mr. Zheng! Why are you here!"

Zheng Jiaming picked up the bag on the handle and put it on the table in front of Leng Qiuhong, "Come here and bring you some snacks."

"It's so embarrassing. If the paparazzi and staff outside see it, there will definitely be another scandal."

Leng Qiuhong stopped wiping his hair and looked at the carefully packed small bag in front of him and smiled.

"Don't worry, I have prepared for everyone outside the staff, and I won't be gossiped about."

Zheng Jiaming smiled, and an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

"That's it, thank you, I will eat the food well!" Leng Qiuhong patted the bag, and made a very firm gesture towards Zheng Jiaming, which made Zheng Jiaming's mouth curl up again.

"Why is your hair so wet?"

Noticing the towel and wet hair in Leng Qiuhong's hands, Zheng Jiaming couldn't help frowning.

"It's nothing, there is such a scene, the hair has to be wet."

Leng Qiuhong fiddled with his hair, a big smile appeared on his face.

Xiaoguan on the side suddenly interjected, "That's not true! Obviously it is!"

"Xiaoguan! Ahaha, you should go and rest for a while too!" Leng Qiuhong hurriedly interrupted Xiaoguan, gestured with his eyes, and told her to go out quickly.

But none of these small actions escaped Zheng Jiaming's eyes.

"Xiaoguan, tell me." There was no refusal in his tone, like an order.

Xiao Guan glanced at Leng Qiuhong, and said angrily.

"Ms. Leng just now filmed a scene. It was Miss Jing who wanted to pour Qiuhong a cup of tea. But Miss Jing's situation today is unusually wrong. She always couldn't shoot well, so she kept filming and re-shooted many times!"

"So, Miss Leng was splashed with tea many times. Think about it, how cold it must have been when so many cups of tea were splashed on you! At that time, Miss Leng was shivering and sneezing several times! "

Well, after listening to Xiao Guan's words, Leng Qiuhong touched his nose speechlessly.

In fact, this matter was originally Jing Shengxia's intention to rectify himself, and he played a little bit of careful thinking. This will be explained by Xiao Guan, as if he has suffered a lot of grievances.

Sure enough, after listening to Xiao Guan's words, Zheng Jiaming's frown became tighter and tighter.

"Go ahead and call me, the director." Zheng Jiaming called out to the bodyguards guarding the door.

"Mr. Zheng! No need, this is just filming. It's normal for a scene to be repeated several times! Don't bother the director!"

While talking to Zheng Jiaming, Leng Qiuhong patted Xiao Guan's arm.

"Help Miss Leng dry her hair." Zheng Jiaming pressed Leng Qiuhong on the chair, said to Xiao Guan, and then walked to the chair beside him and sat down.

The director came over after a while, "Mr. Zheng, you are looking for me." Zheng Jiaming looked at the director, pointed at Leng Qiuhong's wet hair, and asked, "What's going on? Miss Leng has been splashed so many times water?"

The director wiped the sweat off his face and glanced at Leng Qiuhong. This side is the Zheng family and the Jing family, both sides are not easy to mess with!I had to say resentfully, "Mr. Zheng, this is entirely necessary for the plot!"