Chapter 1232

Huang Dao suddenly shouted, "Qingge, let's start when we are ready!"

"Hey, director Huang, I'm ready!"

"I said, did you tell that man?"

"Of course!"

"Of course?"

"I must have told him." She doesn't even make a draft of a lie.

"That's good."

Huang Dao was also relieved.

"Then prepare yourself."

Tang Qingge takes a deep breath and walks into the camera.

She was busy and had no idea of time. In the past two months, she didn't make much phone calls with Bo Qichen, nor did she care about her three children. She was filming here wholeheartedly, while the big boss, as usual, watched the trip of Tang Qingge today.

Still filming.

But I don't know why. I'm a little nervous today.

He held the pen in one hand, and the tip of the pen hung in the air on the white paper. The action lasted for a long time, and even a large mass of black ink fainted on the document.

"General manager Bo?"

Suddenly a trembling voice sounded.

Everyone was watching him in the conference room.

Someone asked hesitantly.

"Is there anything wrong with our plan?"

Bo Qichen collected his eyes. "No, go on."

Relieved, the man went on to explain his plan.

After a while.

The meeting lasted three hours, and many of them were tired.

And Bo Qichen did not speak.

Several people saw that he was absent-minded.

A senior level person began to persuade him, "Mr. Bo, do you think there is something wrong with the planning? Or do you think you have been tired of working for a long time, or take a rest?"

Bo Qichen lifted his eyes and looked at him, and suddenly opened his lips, "what month and date is it today?"

The man was stunned.

"Well, April third."

April third.

That is to say

Tang Qingge hasn't made a video call to him for two months.

Suddenly, everyone in the meeting room felt the air was cold for dozens of degrees. It was the kind of cold feeling that seeped into the bone marrow, and the cold people were shivering all over.

If he doesn't call her, won't she take the initiative to call him?

Bo Qichen stared at the mobile phone on the table and knocked on the table with one hand at random, with a very regular rhythm. Only his eyes were black.

Before leaving, who was the person who said he would miss him?

Is she dead now?

People in the conference room, "..."

They were so scared that they almost clung together.

What should I do?

Is something wrong with them?

For a long time.

Bo Qichen directly picked up his mobile phone and finally decided to call Tang Qingge, who had no conscience.

She doesn't call him. She doesn't miss him.

But he had to call her.

Because he wants this heartless thing.

The mobile phone rings for a while. At the other end, Tang Qingge's mobile phone was originally held by Tian Meng, but Tian menggang just went to get hot water. Because Tang Qingge had an accident when filming with Ji xiuye, Tang Qingge accidentally fell into an ice lake and almost froze into a dog.

In order to avoid her fever at night, Tian Meng hurried to get her hot water and ginger water to drink.

While Tang Qingge's mobile phone was lying alone on the imperial concubine's chair and rang for almost half a minute. Director Huang took off his headset and said irritably, "whose mobile phone is ringing?"

The assistant took Tang Qingge's mobile phone to Director Huang. Director Huang glanced at the contact at random and saw Bo Qichen. The whole person immediately sat down. Just like a schoolboy.

He picked it up.

It seemed that he was not the one who had just roared.

Huang Dao was as quiet as a chicken and asked in a low voice, "President Bo?"

A voice came from the other end of the cell phone, "HMM."

Huang Dao's scalp was numb. "Well, Qingge is filming. Do you have anything to tell her? Otherwise, I'll call her over."

The head was silent for a long time. "No."

No

What did he call for?

When Huang Dao was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from the other side, "what scene are you shooting today?"

Huang Dao felt strange and didn't think much. "It's a kissing scene."

The other side was silent for a long time.

This time it was a dead silence.

The silent Huang Dao felt flustered. He always felt as if he had done something wrong.

"Kiss, play."