Guan Xiaoxiao rubbed his purple wrist, and tears fell down like broken beads.
Watching Guan Xiaoxiao cry by himself, Jiu Jiu smiled more brightly and greeted warmly: "Miss Guan, do you still change seats?"
Just cleaned up by Jiujiu, Guan Xiaoxiao dared not mention the change of seats again and again. "No, I don't change. It's also good for me to sit here, very good."
When the plane landed, Jiujiu, who had slept all the way, followed Cui Jing in high spirits. Seeing Guan Xiaoxiao looking at them, Jiujiu held Cui Jing's arm and leaned his head against Cui Jing's arm. Jiao didi said, "brother Cui Jing, I'm so dizzy. I feel dizzy in your arms."
Seeing Jiujiu's sudden affectation, Moli instantly stood upside down with sweat and hair all over, and looked at Guan Xiaoxiao conditionally.
But I didn't expect that Guan Xiaoxiao, who was unruly, arrogant and reckless in the past, not only didn't blow his hair, but also sat in place with a wronged face. His eyes were red and looked at Jiujiu holding Cui Jing's arm - the whole process was as quiet as a chicken.
Mo Li: "
Guan Xiaoxiao took the wrong medicine? Jiujiu, isn't she angry?
At the moment when Jiujiu hugged Cui Jing's arm, Cui Jing's body was instantly stiff, and the contraction of arm muscles was particularly obvious.
Feeling Cui Jing's resistance to his touch, Jiu Jiu lowered her voice and said, "President Cui, bear it and I'll let you go when I go out."
Jiujiu's head is close to Cui Jing's arm. As soon as Cui Jing lowers his head, he can see the straight hair on Jiujiu's head, just like Jiujiu's temperament.
After going out, Jiujiu immediately released Cui Jing's arm and apologized repeatedly: "Mr. Cui, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
She just wants to get rid of Guan Xiaoxiao completely.
If there is no Jiujiu, Guan Xiaoxiao will inevitably entangle her all the way. Cui Jing ignores the discomfort at the bottom of her heart and whispers, "nothing, let's go."
The car that came to pick up was waiting outside the airport. After going out, the three people got on the bus.
Mo Li and Cui Jing sit in the back seat. Mo Li quietly reports the next workflow to Cui Jing. Jiu Jiu is not interested in these and looks down at her mobile phone all the way.
To the hotel, Mo Li followed the driver to leave, and Jiu Jiu followed Cui Jing to protect Cui Jing's safety.
Jiujiu and Cui Jing entered the elevator. At the moment when the elevator door was about to close, someone outside shouted anxiously, "wait a minute, wait a minute."
Cui Jing pressed the open door button.
The people outside immediately got into the elevator, patted their chest with fear on their face, and said "thank you" to Cui Jing gratefully. However, when they saw Jiujiu standing behind Cui Jing, their pupils shrank suddenly and their eyes became subtle.
Jiujiu is the most sensitive to people's vision. She immediately finds out the difference of this person and can't help looking at this man more.
The man's appearance is barely beautiful. He has a pair of black framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. At the moment, his back is facing them. His mobile phone is held to his neck and points around the screen, like sending messages.
But when normal people send messages, their mobile phones are basically in the chest, so Jiujiu speculates that this person is not sending messages, but secretly photographing.
Jiujiu strode forward, grabbed the man's mobile phone and said in a harsh voice, "what are you doing?"
The man didn't expect that Jiujiu would suddenly get into trouble. His face suddenly turned red and explained, "no, nothing. Can you give me back my mobile phone?"
"Nothing? Nothing. Why are you holding your mobile phone so high? Why do you want to take a candid picture of my home..." the 'President' at the mouth sticks in her throat, because Jiujiu found that the person who took the candid picture was not Cui Jing, but her.
Jiujiu: "..." did she meet a pervert?
Jiujiu's eyes narrowed, his fist clenched, and his face looked at the man.
Jiujiu's ferocious look made the man tremble, and he didn't dare to mention returning his mobile phone again.
Cui Jing, who was returning the news, heard the news, put down her mobile phone, looked at Jiujiu and asked, "what's the matter?"
Jiujiu handed the man's mobile phone to Cui Jing and said angrily, "President Cui, he secretly photographed me."
Cui Jing's complexion suddenly sank, and her vision was like a bone scraping knife across the man. The man seemed to be stared at by a beast and stood upside down. The man quickly explained, "I have no malice. I just think the little girl is very cute and has personal characteristics. This is my business card."
In order to prove himself, the man took out a business card and handed it to Cui Jing.
Future entertainment company, broker, Ying Jue.
He took out his business card to prove his agent's identity. Seeing Cui Jing took the business card, Ying Jue was relieved and talked freely: "I just think this little girl has superior appearance conditions and personal characteristics. She is especially suitable to be an artist. I don't know if you are interested..."
At the sight of the word "future entertainment", Cui Jing's eyes were suddenly cold. A layer of frost suddenly appeared on her cold face. Her narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes crossed the man's face fiercely. She refused: "she is not interested. If you take other people's photos without others' consent, I have the right to delete the photos and reserve the right to sue."
Cui Jing completely deleted the photos in Ying Jue's mobile phone, threw the mobile phone to Ying Jue and warned, "take care of yourself."
'ding ~ '
The fifty eighth floor is here.
Cui Jing walks out of the elevator, followed by Jiujiu.
Looking at the rose bouquets placed on both sides of the corridor, Cui Jing immediately covered her mouth and nose with her hands, but she still couldn't stop the pervasive pollen. Her throat itched and her mouth gave out a series of heart splitting coughs.
Cui Jing was born cold and white. Because of coughing, his face was instantly covered with red clouds. Even the corners of his eyes flew up with a red mark, which instantly pulled the cold and non cannibal face into the mortal world, adding a bit of fireworks.
Jiujiu wants to come forward and pat Cui Jing on the back, but when she thinks that Cui Jing doesn't like touching him, she stops and asks anxiously, "President Cui, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Cui Jing pressed the elevator and tried to resist the itching in her throat. Her voice was hoarse: "nothing."
Although Cui Jing said he was okay, his neck was blue and blue. It didn't look like he was okay. Jiujiu looked at him with worried eyes: "President Cui, let's go to the hospital."
If something happens to President Cui, what should I do to deduct her salary?
She is too poor to bear the blow of deducting her salary.
Just as the elevator came, Cui Jing quickly walked into the elevator.
With the landing of the elevator, Cui Jing's expression eased slowly, but her face was still white and almost transparent.
Jiujiu advised again: "Mr. Cui, let's go to the hospital."
Cui Jing took out her mobile phone and pressed the dial key. There came Mo Li's voice: "President Cui?"
Cui Jing's voice was hoarse, with a fierce voice that pierced people's hearts: "who arranged the hotel?"
Mo Li was stunned and immediately responded: "I'll book the hotel again."
Cui Jing's face was gloomy and her tone was not good: "no, I'll go to Dongyuan tonight. Come to Dongyuan to find me after you're busy."
Mo Li: "... Yes."