The president came with his son

"Is it finished?" When Ji Shaoning's face appeared on the screen, Miao Ziqing heard a very slight sound coming from his mouth, he was grinding his teeth.

angry.

"It's done." He replied stiffly.

"Go back to the company? Xiaoyou misses you very much." Ji Shaoning continued to ask.

"Next there is an advertisement to shoot, a set of magazines, and three commercial performances to run." Miao Zi calmly stated the facts.

"Then don't be too tired." Ji Shaoning turned his head and frowned where Miao Ziqing couldn't see it. He had clearly warned him before that he would push Miao Ziqing's next itinerary if he could.

Why are there still so many?

"Aren't you going to work today?" Regarding this point, Miao Ziqing was really shocked.

How long has it been?If you say that you are with your son, you should have been with him enough, why is he always looking very leisurely during the video.

"After this incident, I found that people still need to rest." This is probably the most profound lesson Ji Shaoning has learned.

Miao Ziqing: "..."

"Dad, you're finished, why can't you play with me?" Ji Chuyou leaned over, snatched the tablet, and pasted her little fat face on the screen, wishing she could crawl over from the opposite side of the screen.

"I think you're quite happy if I'm not with you." Miao Ziqing replied sourly.

"That's true... no, no," Ji Chuyou stopped her smirk, and quickly corrected her expression, "I still miss my father very much."

Miao Ziqing snorted coldly, the feeling that he was asked to write that time, he finally wrote it, but when he looked at it, he knew it was not written by this guy himself.

Who can write such hard-tipped characters with a single-digit age?

Ji Shaoning was very frank, saying that the child was still young and had too many feelings, but he couldn't write many words, so he wrote it for him.

Is it the feeling that Miao's father is a bad father who eats lemons and soaks in vinegar jars all day long?

After sloppily ending the video, Miao Ziqing picked up his phone and took a casual selfie, then added some group photos of the crew and posted a Weibo.

Miao Ziqing: It's over! ~[image][image][image]

He was too lazy to make up the nine-square grid, so he put three, and then he was ready to pack his luggage and run to the next trip.

It turned out that it had just been sent out, and when it was refreshed, it was found that Ji Shaoning had already forwarded it.

This is living in Weibo, right? !

"What is Dad doing?" Ji Chuyou crawled over and moved to the front of the phone.

"Does Papa Miao still have a job?" The child sighed, saying that it would be a lie if he didn't want to, and the novelty of staying with this gentle Ji Shaoning for so long had passed, and Ji Chuyou missed Miao Ziqing very much.

The kid who has learned the skills of a scumbag without a teacher thinks resentfully.

"Then do you want to see him?" Ji Shaoning patted his son's head.

Ji Chuyou's eyes, which were originally lacking in interest, suddenly lit up.

……

In fact, Yu Yiming worked hard and carefully selected a few itineraries, and tried his best to control the time.

For example, one of the three commercial performances and the magazine shooting place can finish two trips in one day.

But this ad still needs some time.

And let's be honest, most of the ads are pretty silly.

The effect of the release is very silly, not to mention the scene when shooting.

For the thousandth time, Miao Ziqing asked himself why he wanted to shoot this potato chip commercial. He stood in front of the green cloth wearing flowery pants and white short sleeves, looking depressed.

"Get down a little more!" the director shouted.

Miao Ziqing: "..."

Advertising and acting are actually different, because the time of advertising is very short. If you have to say it, it is probably a bit similar to comedy, and you need to use forceful expressions, so that you can stand out in such a short period of time.

Miao Ziqing sighed artificially, just when he felt that he was reaching the limit, the director finally showed mercy to him.

"Potato chips." The staff handed a bag of potato chips to Miao Ziqing.

Of course, this can't be true. Potato chips are just props. Although they can be eaten, they definitely don't taste much better.

Ji Chuyou looked at his father who was pretending to be enjoying himself in front of the green cloth, and secretly pulled Ji Shaoning's sleeve.

"Huh?" Ji Shaoning suppressed his laughter and looked at his son.

"I definitely don't want to be an actor in the future." The child said very seriously with a straight face.

"Okay, then I'll be the president." Ji Shaoning patted his son's head teasingly.

Miao Ziqing's face froze with a smile, and finally finished shooting the sand sculpture commercial of sea salt flavored potato chips.

"Dad...Uncle!" Ji Chuyou just ate some prop potato chips that the staff gave him as a tease, and grabbed Miao Ziqing's hand tearfully.

Miao Ziqing didn't have time to express his surprise, his son looked at him with a "you have suffered" expression: "I invite you to eat delicious potato chips."

Miao Ziqing: "..."

no more.

"Okay?" Ji Shaoning asked thoughtfully, and showed his presence.

Miao Ziqing swallowed inexplicably.

Obviously, he didn't feel anything during the video, and it couldn't be more natural, but after seeing the real person.

He was inexplicably "cowarded".

Could this be the legendary aura of real people?

"Okay." Miao Ziqing nodded.

"Then let's go have a meal, don't you have any work going on?" Ji Shaoning hugged his obviously tired son.

"It's gone." The two commercial performances were also done yesterday.

Ji Shaoning had already turned his head and started to leave. Miao Ziqing turned his head and wanted to go to his manager for help, but found that Yu Yiming had already pretended to be busy, indicating that he hadn't seen anything.

Kiss, if you keep pretending to be dead, you will be easily fired.

Miao Ziqing pricked 1000 million silver needles for Yu Yiming in his heart, but Ji Shaoning turned his head again: "What do you want to eat?"

"Nongjiale." Miao Ziqing deliberately chose a difficult one.

"Okay, let's go then." Ji Shaoning nodded.

When Miao Ziqing went out, he found that the family's cars were all there. He was still wondering, does this guy have a car in every city in the country?

After getting into the car and out of the shooting base, he realized that he had returned to the vicinity of the company.

Miao Ziqing: "..." Forget it, just fire Yu Yiming directly.