Fast Time Traveling Female Supporting Survival Daily

Chapter 131 Those Years I Was in the Men's Team 10
Fang Rongjin was about to ask Zhang Qiang why he hadn't come yet.

The other end of the phone was very noisy, and Zhang Qiang's voice was intermittent, but he could tell that he was also in a hurry.

It turned out that when Zhang Qiang was taking the elevator, the door opened, but the elevator hadn't arrived yet.

He stepped on the air and fell in.

Fortunately, the elevator was right below, and he landed on the top of the elevator instead of falling directly from the twenty-odd floors.

But the fall was not light, and it seemed that he broke his leg and ribs.

Now Zhang Qiang cannot move and is waiting for rescue.

Fang Rongjin, the only one with a driver's license, had to drive Wen Xia and the others to shoot.

Fang Rongjin dryly comforted him a few words, then the phone was hung up suddenly.

I don't know if it's a bad signal or something else.

It happened that Qin Yu also got into the car at this time.

Hearing that Zhang Qiang fell, the corners of her mouth curled up.

But when he heard that he was not dead, the elevator was just below, and when he landed on the top of the elevator, Qin Yu's face fell down again.

She looked at Wen Xia dissatisfied, and mouthed two words, "Holy Mother"

Wen Xia ignored her and looked out the window.

Qin Yu snorted coldly, but didn't speak anymore, closed his eyes and began to catch up on sleep.

Not long after the car drove out, Fang Rongjin's cell phone rang again.

It was inconvenient for him to answer the phone while driving, so he asked Liu Mingming, who was closest to him, to answer it for him.

Liu Mingming took the phone and looked at it. There was no name on it, just a string of numbers.

He read out the number and asked Fang Rongjin if he would answer it.

Wen Xia and Qin Yu in the back row replied at the same time, "Go."

Qin Yu shut up after speaking.

Wen Xiaduo explained, "It's Deng Zhuo's number."

Qin Yu snorted again.

Liu Mingming muttered, "How do you all know Director Deng's number? I didn't even know anyone yesterday."

Wen Xiaxin said that she didn't know her before, so she took a special look at it.

As a company artist, except for his own manager, most of the company's leaders don't know each other, and no one will believe him when he speaks out.

No one paid attention to Liu Mingming's muttering, and he turned on the loudspeaker at Fang Rongjin's signal.

Deng Zhuo's voice came out.

"Xiao Fang, tell Zhang Qiang to answer the phone."

"Mr. Deng, brother Zhang fell and should be in the hospital now." Liu Mingming said carefully.

I feel that Deng Zhuo's mood is not very good.

"Did you fall?" Deng Zhuo raised his voice.

"Then where are you?" Deng Zhuo asked.

How could he remember that someone mentioned that this group had a schedule today.

"On the way to shoot a pictorial."

"Let the temporary agent or assistant who is with you answer the phone!"

"Well, we're the only ones in the car."

Deng Zhuo's cursing voice could be faintly heard on the phone.

"Where is your shooting location? I'll ask two people to go there."

Deng Zhuo's whole body is not well.

Nima, it's really unreliable to come in through the back door.

There is a member who is on the hot search when he enters the hospital, and he doesn't know about public relations, and he doesn't know how to report to the company!
You have to call and ask yourself.

After asking this question, I found out that the manager was injured in a fall, and the artist didn't even take an assistant with him to run the schedule.

You can't go to work, don't you know how to transfer someone from the company!
"By the way, that guy from your group named Ye is in the hospital. If someone asks you later, just shut up and hand it over to your new manager, okay?"

Deng Zhuo reminded them before hanging up the phone.

After finally finishing talking, Liu Mingming was even sweating.

Soon, Fang Rongjin's cell phone rang again.

This time it was the names of the two new managers sent by Deng Zhuo.

"How did Ye Zhou end up in the hospital?" Liu Mingming asked casually, wiping off the sweat from his forehead.

Wen Xia answered him while holding the phone while looking at it, "It was said on the Internet that I was too tired and almost fainted, and now I'm scolding the company for oppressing artists."

Liu Mingming blinked and felt something was wrong.

"How do you know on the Internet that he was so tired that he almost fainted? He was also on the trending searches? Are we so popular?"

"It's like meeting fans while waiting for a bus on the side of the road."

Wen Xia found a text sent by a fan.

"That fan said that Ye Zhou's hands were shaking when he signed autographs for them, and he couldn't stand still when they took pictures together."

"The fans asked him if he was unwell, and Ye Zhou reassured them that he was fine."

"The fans asked Ye Zhou why he was waiting for the bus by himself at this place."

"Ye Zhou said that he has just finished work and is going back to the dormitory, and will go to shoot with the members later."

"But he staggered after speaking, and the fans helped him to the chair, and it took him a long time to recover."

"Until the cars waiting for Ye Zhou arrived, he still couldn't get up."

"In the end, the fans couldn't stand it anymore and forced him to the hospital."

"However, considering Ye Zhou's personal privacy, the fan who accompanied Ye Zhou to the hospital helped pay the bill and left."

Wen Xia's expression was a little strange when he said it.

Qin Yu was also snickering.

Fang Rongjin's face turned dark.

After hearing this, Liu Mingming sighed, "Our fans are really nice."

Qin Yu said, "Yeah, fortunately, I met a real fan who is sensible, not a paparazzi or an illegitimate child."

"However, it seems that the hot search is because this Weibo has resonated with many fans of artists, who feel that the company is squeezing their idols."

Wen Xia explained the reason for the hot search by the way.

It is impossible for Ye Zhou alone to be on the hot search list.

They haven't become popular yet, and it's impossible for the company to pay for such hot searches.

Qin Yu sneered, "It's the first time I feel wronged by our company."

Liu Mingming said "Huh?" without knowing it.

Fang Rongjin immediately asked Wen Xia, "Can I contact the fan who helped pay the fee?"

Wen Xia nodded.

"Yes, but I saw her latest Weibo. Someone from the company has contacted her, returned the money to her, and promised to give her a copy of our signed merchandise."

That's good.

However, "what do we have around?"

Wen Xia shook her head, "I don't know, maybe the company's new plan?"

Talking, soon arrived at the parking lot.

As soon as I got out of the car, two tall and strong men came over.

Fang Rongjin stretched out his hand to protect Wen Xia and the others behind him.

Fortunately, the two men stopped at a safe distance.

"Li Yi."

"Jian Mao."

Fang Rongjin breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be the new agent sent by Deng Zhuo.

I hope these two are more reliable than Zhang Qiang.

"Work first, and talk later when you have something to say."

Li Yi patted Fang Rongjin's shoulder gently.

Together with Jane Mao, they protected Wen Xia and the others to leave the parking lot.

"We're late, is it okay to go in like this?"

Fang Rongjin was almost at the door of the studio, and suddenly became nervous.

"It's all explained clearly, it doesn't matter, normal polite communication is fine."

After entering the studio, it was exactly as Li Yi and Jian Mao said.

The staff inside didn't blame them for the lateness issue.

Shooting begins.

It was the first time to shoot a pictorial, Fang Rongjin and Liu Mingming were visibly nervous.

Someone needs to keep telling them what to do.

Wen Xia and Qin Yu's progress is much faster.

Except for Wen Xia, no one noticed that there was an extra person in the studio.

That person stood behind the photographer, quietly watching Wen Xia's shooting.

Wen Xia made various gestures with the props in her hand, her eyes seemed to be fixed on the camera, and on that person.

The photographer kept praising her for the great ambiguous atmosphere.

Wen Xia smiled slightly at the camera.

The man behind took a breath and left quietly.

(End of this chapter)