Her face was expressionless and she picked it up. The voice across from her was a woman. She didn't know that the other party had said something to her. Bai Ranran had a ferocious and ugly face and looked particularly terrible.
Miao stood trembling and waited for a long time. Miraculously, Bai Ranran was not angry after the phone call. Instead, he turned around and told her.
"Do you know when the audition for director Feng's new play will be ready?"
"Ask about it. In half a month."
Bai Ranran narrowed her eyes and remembered what the woman had just reminded her on her mobile phone. She squeezed her mobile phone tightly, and a dark light burst into her eyes. Unexpectedly, Tang Qingge also found director Feng.
I just don't know whether it's true or not. No matter whether it's true or false, it would be great if tangqingge could be the heroine of director Feng's new play again!
There are no endorsements, but she must take the lead in the new play.
"Find a chance to invite director Feng to dinner. This must be done for me. If I can't do it again, I won't punish you!"
Miao nodded and hurried out, but Bai Ranran sat on the sofa and thought about it for a while, and then shouted to her, "wait a minute."
Miao Dun stopped his steps.
Bai Ranran waved to her, "come here, there's another thing you need to do."
Ah Miao walked up to him in a dignified way. She whispered a few words in his ear. Ah Miao's face changed. "It's not good, sister Bai. After all, the hostess of the new play is Tang Qingge. If your company knows, it will blame you."
Miao's words directly ignited Bai Ranran's anger. "How does a young artist who has just joined the company fight me? I am the first sister of the company. Here, I have the the final say."
She wanted to be popular, but she wouldn't let her be so happy.
Front door of the president's office on the top floor
Tang Qingge walked back and forth at the door of the office. She knew that Bo Qichen must be angry. When he stopped in front of her in the morning, she waved at him, and then the old man was angry.
She didn't know how she was so sensitive to find that he was angry, but the matter hung on her mitral valve for a long time. She held her head, finally clenched her teeth and knocked on the office door.
Dingyan came out at once, and Tang Qingge hesitated. "Well, how are you feeling about general manager Bo? I have good news to tell him, but tell me how he is feeling first, and then I will consider whether to tell him the good news."
Dingyan smiled. "Miss Tang, Mr. Bo is angry!"
"Are you laughing?"
"No, I'm crying. Can't you see?"
Tang Qingge was silent. "Goodbye!"
Turning around, she was about to leave. Ding Yan hugged her leg without saying anything and refused to let her go. "Don't go, Miss Tang. President Bo has asked more than a dozen project leaders to revise the project today. You see, the people in that row are waiting to die. I'm only 30 years old and I don't want to die!"
Just when she came in, she saw a row of people wiping their sweat in the lounge. There were also those who talked about making signs to pray for the blessing of the Buddha, and some who exaggerated their wills.
That posture is not like handing in the project book, but like going to deliver it.
She was silent for a moment. "Let go."
"Miss Tang, you can't wait for death!"
"I know, I know, I coax! Can't I coax him?" Almost as soon as Tang Qingge's words fell, Dingyan immediately got up from the ground and looked at her tearfully, like a loyal dog.
Tang Qingge couldn't stand the look. His eyes turned. He thought of a way to ask Dingyan to stay here. He went to the store near the company to buy two boxed meals, and then turned back.