Song Nianjia, who was successful in finishing her career, was surrounded by actors at the scene, and everyone praised her for her good acting skills at a young age.
In the face of everyone's praise, the corners of Song Nianjia's mouth could not be restrained from rising wildly, she was extremely happy, her clear eyes narrowed slightly.
"Jiajia, here it is."
Director Tan took out a red envelope and stuffed it into Song Nianjia's hand with a smile on his face.
Many crews will have regulations. When the actors are finished, they will give a red envelope. The amount is not necessarily large, but the picture is auspicious.
Song Nianjia didn't refuse to smile and took it with polite hands, with a sweet voice, "Thank you, Uncle Director."
Well-behaved and cute, with good acting skills, and a girl with little heart standing in front of her, people can't help but feel a little better when they see it.
"Jiajia, your phone number."
At this moment, Song Nianjia's assistant trotted over and handed a cell phone to her hand.
Song Nianjia took over the phone, saw the call note on the screen, and the smile deepened at the corner of his mouth, and swiped his finger on the screen to answer.
"Hey, Uncle Biao."
"Jiajia, I happened to be on a business trip to Yuncheng today. Will I see you later?"
A low, magnetic voice came from the receiver, which made one's ears go soft for a while.
Song Nianjia nodded again and again, "Okay, uncle Biao has to say what he says, you can't go back on it, or Jiajia won't like you."
The man on the other end of the receiver said yes.
The two chatted for a long time before Song Nianjia hung up the phone reluctantly.
Time passed, noon came quietly, and the lunch ordered by the director just arrived.
Director Tan asked people to distribute the lunch boxes to the hands of each actor and staff member, holding a loudspeaker and shouting, "Come, come, eat!"
Yan Zhixu was sitting in one place, and they also held a white-packed lunch box in their hands.
Gently open it, there are ordinary meals inside, not only the color looks ordinary, but also the taste is ordinary.
Nonetheless, none of the people present refused. Everyone took disposable chopsticks and buried their heads in lunch.
"Sister Xu."
Song Nianjia took the lunch box, ran to the place of several people, said hello casually, and sat down to eat together.
Zhuang Xiangqian asked, "Jiajia will be able to see your cousin when he gets home, so he's not happy."
Song Nianjia's mouth was full, and her voice was a little vague, "Of course I'm happy. Uncle Biao is very busy with work. It's rare to see me several times throughout the year."
Hearing this, Zhuang Xiangqian was a little curious, "What does your cousin's uncle do?"
Song Nianjia swallowed the food in his mouth and took a sip of mineral water.
Blinking his eyes and thinking for a moment, "Well, I work in a large company in the imperial capital, and my uncle is the boss there."
President?
This is a guess that popped up in several people's minds.
After Yan Zhixu finished the lunch, he threw all the **** into the plastic bag and handed it to his assistant to throw it away. He unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips of water.
Putting down the unfinished mineral water, Song Nianjia approached with a smile on her white and tender face, "I know that Sister Xu has finished my role, can I come to see you on the set in the future?"
I really like Sister Ash very much.
"Well, yes."
Yan Zhixu raised his hand and landed on Song Nianjia's head and rubbed it twice.
Seeing that Song Nianjia looks so cute, Jiang Lian couldn't help teasing, "Should Jiajia go to school? When you come to play, be careful not to fall behind to study."
"No, I'm very smart. Mom says I'm as smart as my uncle!"
Song Nianjia raised her chin slightly, gave herself a thumbs up, looked proud, and was obviously very satisfied with her IQ.