"Oh, isn’t this Mr. Ning?" The producer naturally put his hand down, then glanced at the person on the floor, thinking that Ning Zesheng, busy with company affairs, probably wouldn’t rember the company’s newcor, simply stepped over her, picked up a bottle of wine and a glass and walked over to Ning Zesheng.
The secretary quickly stepped forward to stop him a ter away.
The producer rembered Ning Zesheng’s quirks and gave an awkward smile.
Those present, seeing the producer being so courteous, all beca sowhat more cautious.
Ning Zesheng suddenly looked at the person on the floor and said blandly, "Get up right now!"
He wasn’t yelling at ; he wasn’t yelling at !
Qiao Anlu muttered to herself a few tis, then the person next to her suddenly kicked her, "He told you to get up."
Only then did she slowly crawl up from the floor with a mournful face. It was worse than getting beaten here!
Due to a twisted ankle, she struggled for quite a few monts before standing up on one leg, then she buried her head low like a child who had done sothing wrong.
"Co here!" Ning Zesheng spoke again.
Qiao Anlu took a deep breath, glanced at the ignored producer beside her with resentnt, and hopped over on one foot. Because she was wearing stilettos, hopping on one foot carried a great risk of twisting her ankle again.
Ning Zesheng hesitated and walked over to her.
Seeing him walking towards her, Qiao Anlu couldn’t help but hop back. She jumped, and the stiletto almost made her fall, but Ning Zesheng directly caught her in his arms with one hand, then lowered his head and asked coldly, "What did you do this ti?"
"Hiss...Ah ah ah!" The person who had kicked Qiao Anlu suddenly winced in pain and fell to the ground.
Only then did Ning Zesheng indifferently move his foot away, "Stepped on by accident, sorry!"
You see how terrifying he can be, right?
Qiao Anlu beca completely stiff at this point. Ning Zesheng held her waist, pulling several tis, and she was as stiff as a rock.
So he simply wrapped an arm around her waist, effortlessly picked her up, and didn’t set her down until they reached the door.
He turned to look at the producer, "Did you pour the wine on her clothes?"
"No, no, I didn’t!" The producer shook his head repeatedly.
"Yi Tai’s most promising newcor, soone you think you can touch?" Ning Zesheng questioned again.
The most promising newcor?!
Since when did she beco the most promising newcor?
Qiao Anlu blinked, well, she is indeed excellent, though they never ntioned it to her, but that’s the intended narrative, right?
Oh dear, Qiao Anlu patted her disheveled appearance and suddenly felt a bit flustered!
Ning Zesheng suddenly took the glass from the producer’s hand, handed it over, and just as the producer thought he was going to clink glasses with him, he poured the wine over the producer’s head, "My hand slipped, sorry!"
He tossed the glass away, dragged Qiao Anlu out, and the secretary stood there in shock for nearly half a minute before chasing after them.
Qiao Anlu suddenly found his way of dealing with the producer a bit charming, yet, in the next second, Ning Zesheng released her, causing Qiao Anlu to almost fall again, and Ning Zesheng grabbed her by the arm.
"Oh my, it hurts!" As she was about to fall, she instinctively landed on both feet, but the twisted ankle hurt so much she almost cried.
"On your first day in the crew, you caused trouble again. Tell , what should your punishnt be?"
"Huh?"
Before Qiao Anlu could react, Ning Zesheng picked her up horizontally, his stern face right in front of her, lips tightly pressed, so chilling that she didn’t dare to make a sound, ultimately burying her head on his shoulder, whimpering softly.
The child is aggrieved, but the child keeps quiet!
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