Qianjin's counterattack: Mr. Gu stay away from me

"Director, this photo is really thanks to your skills, otherwise it must not be able to support the beauty of the clothes!" Leng Qiuhong stepped down from the curtain and flattered him. The photographer laughed and rubbed his hands in embarrassment. It can be seen that this hand is very useful for photographers.

If you leave just like this after the shooting, wouldn't it be a waste of this opportunity? Leng Qiuhong thought about his plan in his mind, and shouted "Ah", Leng Qiuhong fell down from the steps, and the photographer The staff of the group quickly surrounded him.

The photographer hurriedly put down the camera in his hand and walked over quickly. Leng Qiuhong had already fallen from the steps, and his ankle was red and swollen quickly.

"Hurry up and call an ambulance." The photographer yelled loudly, daring to delay, but Leng Qiuhong was very worried about how he would explain to Mr. Zheng if there was any problem with the person Mr. Zheng named to take care of.

Xiao Guan also surrounded her, looking at Leng Qiuhong's reddened ankle, she was very worried. From the first day she appeared beside Ms. Leng, Mr. Gu explained that Ms. Leng's safety was the top priority, and it didn't work out. Want to happen such a thing.

Seeing the faces of all the big guys, Leng Qiuhong stood up with Xiao Guan's support as if nothing happened, "It's nothing, you see, I can stand up by myself, this is not an injury."

Although Leng Qiuhong pretended to be strong, the photographer was still worried. He thought for a while, "Why don't you wait, Ms. Leng, I'll go and talk to the manager first. If you look like this, you should live in Changbao near our Zheng Group. Let's go to the guest room!"

Seeing that the redness and swelling on Leng Qiuhong's ankle was really inappropriate to move, Xiao Guan nodded his approval, and helped Leng Qiuhong to sit down on the chair next to him.

Soon the manager came to the studio with a wheelchair and apologized, "Miss Leng, I'm really sorry, the safety facilities at our studio need to be improved."

"It's okay, it's all caused by my own carelessness." Leng Qiuhong said, wanting to stand up, but the pain in her ankle made her sit down quickly.

A group of people left Zheng's Group in a hurry. It happened that Zheng Jiaming's assistant was at the front desk to pick up the mailed contract. He saw Leng Qiuhong sitting in a wheelchair, and he held back a staff member of the photography team, "What's going on? thing?"

"Special assistant, it's Ms. Leng who fell and was injured." After finishing speaking, the man hurriedly followed out. Thinking of Zheng Jiaming's attitude towards Leng Qiuhong this morning, the assistant hurried to the office. A steady male voice said, "Come in."

The assistant hurried in, probably because Miss Leng came to the company today. Zheng Jiaming felt that he was in a good mood today. He glanced at the nervous assistant, "Why? What happened?"

"Miss Leng had an accident. She fell and was injured." As soon as the words fell, my friend Zheng Jiaming asked quickly, "Where is he? Where are you now?"

"Yes..." the assistant couldn't say anything, another assistant suddenly stood at the door, he glanced at the hesitant assistant contemptuously, and said slowly, "It's the long-term package room of the hotel next door to the Zheng Group, I'll call Arranged."

After speaking, he looked at the other assistant even more provocatively.

"Okay, you are all doing well, let's all go down!" After saying that, Zheng Jiaming quickly put on his coat and headed to the hotel.

Leng Qiuhong was sent to the hotel. The environment here is similar to that of the small apartment, but it is a little less homely. Sitting on the sofa, Leng Qiuhong ordered to Xiao Guan: "Go and help me Get a wet towel."

"Okay." Xiao Guan hurried to go, but the next second the doorbell rang, Xiao Guan looked at Leng Qiuhong suspiciously, even Mr. Gu didn't know about the accident just now!How could someone come?
"Go! I know who it is." Xiaoguan had no choice but to open the door first, and the person in front of her was Zheng Jiaming. She was very surprised, but she still smiled and said hello, "Mr. Zheng, hello! I am Miss Leng's manager." people."

"I know you. Where's Miss Leng?" Zheng Jiaming asked eagerly.

"In the living room, Mr. Zheng, please come in." After speaking, Xiao Guan led the way aside, in fact, through the entrance, you can see Leng Qiuhong sitting on the sofa in the living room.

At this time, Leng Qiuhong raised her head to meet Zheng Jiaming's eyes, she smiled like a flower, "It's really a rare visitor, why is Mr. Zheng here?"

Zheng Jiaming didn't say a word, but he walked up to Leng Qiuhong in a few quick steps, "How are you? I heard you were injured?"

Leng Qiuhong pointed to the ankle that was placed, "Look, it's just this injury, but it's actually nothing serious."

Seeing the red and swollen ankle, Zheng Jiaming hurriedly sat aside, wanting to reach out to check it out, but thought it might be wrong, so he withdrew his hand, a little embarrassed, "It's all swollen like this, why don't you go to the hospital?"

"I've been on the hot searches all the time. I went to the hospital with this little injury, and I might be rumored to be pregnant. I didn't dare to go."

Leng Qiuhong said jokingly, but that was not the case in Zheng Jiaming's ears. Jing Shengxia had been secretly targeting Leng Qiuhong. , Zheng Jiaming felt ashamed facing Leng Qiuhong.

"It's really fine, the wound will subside and the swelling will be fine tomorrow." At this time, Xiao Guan came out of the bathroom, holding a towel wet with cold water in her hand, "Miss Leng, let me apply it for you."

"It's okay, I'll come by myself, you go back first! Don't you have something else to do?" He gestured to Xiao Guan with his eyes, Xiao Guan originally wanted to ask himself why he was going back?There's nothing wrong with that.

But looking at Leng Qiuhong's eyes, she immediately understood, and she handed the wet towel to Leng Qiuhong, "I'll go back first, miss, you have to take care of yourself."

"Well, don't worry, Mr. Zheng is still here, so you don't have to worry."

"Then please trouble Mr. Zheng." Xiao Guan said, picked up his bag and left.

Leng Qiuhong and Zheng Jiaming were the only two in the room at once. Leng Qiuhong struggled to compress himself with a wet towel, but Zheng Jiaming finally stopped avoiding suspicion and grabbed the wet towel, "You'd better sit down, I'll help you Bar!"

As he said that, he started to roll up Leng Qiuhong's trouser legs. A lifelike tattoo was on Leng Qiuhong's ankle. It looked bright in color and must have been tattooed not long ago. Zheng Jiaming raised his head in surprise, "I never thought Miss Leng would still Tattoo!"

"What? You can't be an artist with tattoos? That's because your Zheng Group has strict requirements, and our Gu Group can still tolerate artists." Leng Qiuhong said this in a bad mood.

Zheng Jiaming hurriedly said: "Our Zheng Group is not like this. If Ms. Leng comes over, we will wish for it. It is naturally good that Ms. Leng has her own preferences."