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Kyoto TV.

Murong Zhongchao looked at the original archival film about "Glorious Shenzhou", and the content and source of it were very similar to the meaning he wanted to express.

"Just send it according to this mold, Zhenzhen, you know Xiao Xian's email account, this task will be handed over to you!" Ouyang Zhenzhen's

black hair hangs down her shoulders, she is tall and not thin, graceful but not charming, and she has a special feminine charm in her nobility.

But at this time, he pouted and shook his head, and said, "I don't send it to him, his account blocked me."

"Huh?"

Murong Zhongchao looked at Ouyang Zhenzhen in disbelief, the girl's expression was full of anger, and there was a trace of grievance that she tried her best to hide.

The expression complements her as she stands there lazily with her hands behind her back, with sunlight blooming behind huge floor-to-ceiling windows, like a painting.

The male colleague working next to him was stunned

! Murong Zhongchao slapped the table hard!

"Bastard, this little bastard simply doesn't know what to do, I'll call the shots for you in this matter, and when he comes to Kyoto, I'll personally press him over and apologize to you!" Ouyang

Zhenzhen looked at Murong Zhongchao's annoyed expression, and said lightly: "Director, don't pretend, when you see his face, maybe how can you laugh

?" How come, you are my subordinate, he Xiao Xian has nothing to do with me now

, can I still help him?" "Forget it, don't you want to dig him back to Yangtai, and you can still help me when the time comes

?" "Who wants to dig him back to Yangtai, when did I say it?" "The cooperation between "Glorious Shenzhou" and "Collection of Huaxia" is traffic sharing on the surface, but it is actually the first step for you to pull Xiao Xian back to Yangtai,

right?" Ouyang Zhenzhen's eyes were bright and cunning.

Murong Zhongchao's face was neither blue nor red

, and he said calmly: "You are quite smart!" "I am your disciple, this is all taught to me by you, I have benefited a lot, I said master, Xiao Xian didn't explain it when he left, you know his character, I also understand, it is impossible to come back!"

Murong Zhongchao smiled bitterly and said: "Then I have to try it too, when he lets him go, it will become my heart disease."

Otherwise, can "Collection of China" be its Tianhua? I still need to ask for their traffic?"

Ouyang Zhenzhen was silent, her impression of Xiao Xian was still stuck in the selection hosted by CCTV a few years ago.

They ranked first and second, Xiao Xian was the leader, she was the auxiliary, that man could always save her image and face when he made a mistake.

She was used to him being around her.

She liked the confidence in him, and the wild tension!

But suddenly one day, on the night of the finals, he disappeared.

She ran out of the backstage frantically looking for the figure, and finally saw him calmly watching her at the door of the TV station.

She had never experienced that kind of gaze, and suddenly she realized that the distance between herself and Xiao Xian was stretched away by some force that she could not predict

, far away! far enough to make her breathe, far enough to make her afraid, far enough for the two of them to be strangers from now on!

As soon as she took a step, he got into the car and left, without the slightest nostalgia or looking back.

Murong Zhongchao looked at Ouyang Zhenzhen, sighed slightly, and said, "I'll do this thing, seeing that you are also tired, you will go directly to rest from work and keep your spirit at work." "

Well, then I'll leave the master.

Ouyang Zhenzhen left the director's office and gently closed the door.

Came to the huge corridor partition window, leaned on the cold steel fence and looked at the outside world, and was distracted for a long time.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

She picked it up and looked at it, frowning slightly.

But it was still connected, "Hey, Li Yuanjie!" "Zhenzhen, my mother cooks at night, come over to eat

!" "Say thank you to me and my aunt, I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after about ten seconds, Li Yuanjie's

voice came softly.

said: "Zhenzhen, in the past few years... What's wrong with you, it doesn't seem like we're as good as when we were young?You seem to be deliberately avoiding me?"

Ouyang Zhenzhen was silent.

"Forget it, I'll talk to my mom, but she misses you a lot, can you take the time to come and see her?" "Well, I'll take

time out to see my aunt in a few days and help me say sorry to my aunt." "

Okay, hang up..."

put down the phone, Ouyang Zhenzhen's eyes flickered, did his departure have anything to do with Li Yuanjie?