Chapter 179 The Kitten Was in Awe

"Get in the car." Fu jing opened the door for me.

I looked at my phone, but no one answered the order. Zheng Jiabo told me to hurry back to the company and prepare for an emergency meeting.

"I have to rush back to the office right now. I don't have time to waste with you." I saw if there were any empty cars on the side of the road. Taxis went by one after another, filled with people.

"I'll take you there."

I am ruthless. Take a seat. It's not a hearse. What are you afraid of?

Getting into Fu Jing's car, he asked straightforwardly, "Is Tingsheng really not my son?"

"No." I can't answer any faster.

"Why are you so guilty?" He glanced at me.

I looked out the window. "This road doesn't go to our company. What do you want to do?"

"Let's get down to business first."

Again?! I'm really tired of his self-determination and overbearing.

I wanted to jump out of the car, but he locked the door. I just opened the window and he closed it again. I exploded and grabbed his steering wheel, forcing him to brake.

"Let me out of the car!" I roared.

"You'd better not provoke me. It's not good for you." His face was filled with anger.

I chuckled. "That fire is what I wanted to tell you. I'm going to the company now. Either take me there or let me out."

He slapped the steering wheel, but I still didn't give in, and he finally managed to send me downstairs.

"If you don't beg me, don't get out of the car." He raised his eyebrows slightly.

I looked at the time. "I beg you, let me out of the car."

His expression collapsed, as if he was not happy to hear this sentence, this kind of person who always regarded himself as a king, he was angry that others did not listen to him, listen to him and he felt that it was not fun, I have served enough, who wants to serve who serves who serves!

Fu Jing opened the door and I turned around to leave, not looking back in anger.

When I got back to the company, I went on a rampage. I quickly arranged what Zheng Jiabo had told me and then had a meeting with him.

After the meeting, I received a call from Tan Jie's agent, saying that Tan Jie had an accident on the set. He couldn't make it back in the field. I immediately asked zheng jiabo for leave to go to the set. On the way, Tan Jie's assistant called me and told me that he was in the hospital, and I turned to the hospital.

When I got to the emergency room, I found Tan Jie. I rushed to his bed. He was lying weakly on the bed, his lips were white, his quilt was tightly wrapped, and his hand was still pricked with needles.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

The little assistant who was sitting next to the hospital bed saw that I was coming and immediately gave me the only stool to accompany him. "The weather has been good these two days, but the director said he was going to make a rain scene, so he made a rain scene with the water wheel. Brother Jay was not satisfied with several of the shots he made, so he asked Brother Jay to retake them. As a result, he filmed Brother Jay and fainted."

I looked at Tan Jie in bed, and my heart ached. I hadn't known him for a long time, but he did a lot of things for me.

But why didn't he ever tell me this when he got home? Compared to him, what was the little grievance and yearning I suffered?

"If you're tired, go back and rest. I'll watch over here." I said to my assistant.

The assistant's eyes were filled with tears. "Sister qing, Brother Jay... He's actually... He was deliberately made difficult by the director."

"What do you mean?"

"Even though the show was starred by brother jie, it was the intention of the investor. The director actually didn't like Brother Jay and always criticized Brother Jay in front of others on the set, which made him lose face. This rain scene could actually go on, and the director insisted that Brother Jay play it all the time."

I held Tan Jie's hand. His hand was cold. I regretted sharing the burden with him. I didn't even know that he had shouldered so much, so much...

My eyes were wet, and I had the urge to cry. I kissed his hand, and the tears fell on his hand. Soon, the temperature was gone.

"Why are you crying?" Tan Jie opened his eyes. His lips were white and dry. I moistened his lips with a cotton swab from my bed.

"I'm not crying. You're mistaken." I sniffed. "How are you feeling now? Is it still cold?"

He nodded. "Cold."

"Then stop talking and cover your bed." I tucked him in, but he refused to retract his hand and insisted on holding mine.

I kept breathing into my hand to keep it warm so I could cover his hand.

"Xiao liu, go back. I'm here." I turned to Tan Jie's assistant and said," I've seen this girl a few times and she's quite capable of doing things. She usually does scenes with Tan Jie without complaining."

She nodded. "Sister qing, Brother Jay, I'm going back first. I'll come over after a nap."

It was never quiet in the emergency room. I took out the noise-canceling earplugs that I had brought with me from my bag and stuffed them into Tan Jie's ear to let him sleep a little longer.

He had fainted before, and that was sleep. These days, he got up earlier than me, slept later than me, and worked longer than me. I was even a little glad that he could take advantage of this accident to rest for a while.

In the evening, I went to buy food for Tan Jie. I had a quick meal with him in the ward. As we ate, the crew came.

"Brother Jay, how's your rest? The director said that we can't film without you. The whole team is waiting for you to go back to work." I don't know the people who came. The sharp-tongued ones don't like the way they talk.

"Not bad." Tan Jie put down the porridge I bought for him.

I frowned and choked, "No, the doctor said he should take at least three or four days off. You let him go to work. If anything happens again, who will be in charge?"

"This is..."

"I'm Tan Jie's friend." I introduced myself and took out a business card for him. "You have to take care of yourself to get a better job. Everyone knows that you can't shoot other people's plays first. Can Tan Jie's play be delayed a little?"

The person who spoke smiled. "I won't say it. The director has the final say. Miss Chen, I'm the one who brings the message. If you're angry at me, it's... Inappropriate."

"Chen Qing." Tan Jie called out to me and shook his head at me. "Deputy director, go back and tell the director that I'll be right back."

What the hell! I'm really on fire.

But before I could say anything, they agreed, "Okay, okay, Brother Jay, have a good meal. I'll tell the director when I get back. Let's start work tonight."

"Are you crazy? How are we going back like this?" I was so angry that I stopped giving Tan Jie the porridge.

"You think my body works out for nothing. Tell the doctor to get me some medicine. I'll go back to the group and take it. I don't have to live here anymore." Tan Jie's voice was not loud, but his tone was firm.

This means telling me that I can't change his mind even if I insist.

Okay, I nodded. "You go, I'll go too. Xiao liu is going back to rest. I'll go with you to film tonight."