She added: "I'm still bringing Jian Nuo with me. If you have any questions, please come to her."

Lao Yao: "Then what did you meet to make you feel this way?"

Song Jing looked complicated: "Just... it's hard to say, do you have any clues about Zhuo Yuanzhi's affairs?"

"No!"

Lao Yao was angry when he mentioned this: "I also inquired about other matters in his company. His eldest son is now helping him with business affairs. What you get from the news that this person was sent by his eldest son? I really couldn't imagine it just from the clues."

Song Jing: "Anyway, the channel is reliable. If you can't find it out, just let's wait for the news. By the way, has the crew informed that the work has started?"

Song Jing really admires his state of mind. At this time, he still has time to care whether his work starts or not.

"I've notified that the work will start tomorrow. I don't dare to tell the crew that you've even lost something."

Otherwise, the crew could be disbanded on the spot, because the reason is that the passing years are unfavorable.

Recently, news in the entertainment industry has become bigger than the other.

Song Jing: "Don't say small things."

But after saying that, she was still a little tired. After the Emperor Nan Dynasty took shelter, Song Jing didn't know where the UCT was. Now she was a little sleepy.

"I'll take a break." She said to Lao Yao: "If you have something to do later, call me again. If you have nothing to do, don't call me."

Lao Yao nodded understandingly: "Okay, I'll help you check out your recent work itinerary. If you lose your life, it makes me so angry that my brain hurts. I don't have time to look at your job."

Lao Yao went out to work hard. Song Jing entered her room and lay on the bed. She was obviously very sleepy, but she tossed and turned but couldn't sleep.

It’s just that I feel like I’m closing my eyes and the bloody wound is coming.

Fragile fingers.

What if it is not cured?

At that time, Xiang Kui said it was very urgent. Where to send it to an hour for treatment. It is conceivable that it would be too late. He had never considered this situation?

If a perfect and excellent man like this leaves a lifelong incomplete wound...

And did he not hesitate when he cut it?

It hurts so much. Song Jing looked at Hu. He usually felt that his wound was about to be cold after being broken. He cut his fingers and did not change his complexion...

"hiss……"

She couldn't sleep as she thought about it, and felt her head was muddy.

It's less than an hour now, and she probably had to have too many things after sheltering her. She didn't dare to disturb them, and she couldn't sleep, so she simply got up and turned on her laptop and started playing games.

She did the task today, but when she was playing the dungeon, she released a top-quality prop.

This kind of top-quality prop is very rare in the game. Song Jing has not seen any of it for several years since he played this game. He was blocked on the spot. Then countless news in the game began to whip her and asked her to sell the prop.

The market price of this prop starts at least 10,000 yuan, and it is cash.

Song Jing doesn’t lack that little bit—but she lacks it!

Among the countless people, there are super big guys who have had a lot of controversy on the speaker before, and they are the first in the district server.

She decisively pointed out and saw that the main boss's bid could not be low. Sure enough, the other party asked her if she would sell it for 10,000 yuan.

But unlike most sellers, at least they have to pay for the price.

When Song Jing was hesitating, a friend in the game sent her a WeChat message to ask her if she could give her 10,000 yuan.
Chapter completed!