"It's really, why are you so drunk? They are really..." Li Baoying saw the crew members who were already drunk and starring An Jae-sing, and said helplessly, because they were women, although they were also one of the leading actors in the movie, they still allowed Li Baoying to escape.

Although he complained aside, Li Baoying still helped several other female staff call the designated driver together. As the director, Liu He had already been picked up by his assistant. Of course, although he was drunk and drunk, he still insisted on paying the bill.

"Okay, there's only the style left." Finally, most of the staff and actors were sent into the car. Li Baoying then let out a sigh of relief, watching her style still drunk and heavy even in the noisy restaurant.

"As an agent, a person-oriented agent, shouldn't he ask the agent to take him home?" Li Baoying asked the staff beside him who were also breathing and resting. It was a group of big men who were drunk and asked a few of their weak women to help, even if they had the help of a driver, they were very tired.

"Agent, Uncle Dahai, seems to have been taken away by our uncle who was the delegate driver." When Huichuang heard Li Baoying's words, a relatively young female staff member said with a sad face. She remembered that it seemed that she had pulled Song Dahai up and sent him away.

"What, what should I do?" Li Baoying suddenly heard this news and said at a loss. She couldn't just put An Zai-sing alone in the restaurant. The women began to look at each other and didn't know what to do next. Judging from An Zai-sing's current appearance, it was impossible for her to say her address.

"By the way, there should be a phone call on the stylist. Call a friend to ask the other party to pick him up. Isn't he a member of the variety show? There should be a member of the stylist." They didn't know, but the friends of the stylist should know, and a staff member said excitedly with a flash of inspiration.

"Yes, yes." Everyone who heard this idea said in agreement. They were already exhausted and didn't want to spend any more effort to call An Zai-style a person called a dean.

"Baoying, Ou Ni, you are more familiar with Zai Xing." Looking through the phone calls of others, the other party was an artist who paid great attention to privacy, so the female staff stopped and said to Li Baoying. After all, the other party was also a much closer relationship with An Zai Xing than them.

"Then... well." Seeing that everyone was looking at their staff with longing eyes, Li Baoying responded helplessly. Although she felt inappropriate to look through other people's phones, there was no other way now. She had seen that the owner of the restaurant had begun to look at them frequently. It was already very late that the other party had to close the store.

He helped An Zai-sty, who was already drunk and drowsy, and Li Baoying took out a Samsung black phone with no characteristics from him. "Why are there still people using this phone now?" Seeing this phone that has no connection with An Zai-style, Li Baoying complained, she was not wrong. An Zai-style phone was indeed a style a long time ago, but because his own requirements for the phone are that there is the lowest standard to be able to contact, so although Song Dahai has been urging him to change a phone, he still uses the previous one.

"Well, someone called." Coincidentally, Li Baoying took the "simple" mobile phone to open the screen, and the ringtone of the phone without any characteristics started to sound, and someone called.

"It's just right, don't have to flip the phone." Seeing this call that was just right, Li Baoying breathed a sigh of relief and she was still a little resistant to flipping through other people's calls. Someone happened to call to help her relieve her. Of course she was happy.

"Hey, are you a friend of type?" After pressing the answer button of the phone, Li Baoying put his phone in his ear and asked politely. If he was a friend, he would keep praying in his heart that Li Baoying was completely serious at this moment.

In a room full of feminine characteristics, a pure-looking woman was sitting cross-legged on a wide single bed. She put her hair disheveled on her shoulders, and she simply put on a wide T-shirt and exuded a refreshing breath. However, if you look closely, you can see that the woman was holding the mobile phone in her hand and showing a tangled look.

Looking at the phone number in her hand, Song Ji-hyo's face showed a struggle and hesitation. She bit her white lips, her teeth were deeply embedded in her lower lip, but she seemed to have not realized it. It has been two months since she got the phone number for two months, but she still didn't have the courage to press the number.

What should I do if I disturb the silly type, and what should I do if the other party doesn’t accept it? Song Ji Hyo spent two months like this in such a worry-free mood.

Song Ji Hyo, Song Ji Hyo, why did you become like this? I thought of the cheerful, straightforward and generous, and careless self that I was now. I remembered that every time I picked up my phone in the past two months, I became worried about my gains and losses, and I lost my past appearance at all.

Since you have got the phone number, then call it, so what is the ending! At this moment, it seemed that Song Ji Hyo was back. She was not a bit weak and inferior to Jae-chan, but Song Ji Hyo who could withstand any response, and Song Ji Hyo who would do it seriously no matter what the consequences were.

She firmly looked at the phone number on her phone again. This time she did not hesitate again. She pressed the answer button of the phone and put it in her ears. Her breathing began to increase unconsciously. Although she had already prepared her mind to face everything, she still became nervous involuntarily.

The phone is connected...

"Hey, are you a friend of the style?" The expectant voice did not sound, but a strange woman came from An Zai style mobile phone. Although she had thought about such a result, her eyes still began to appear mist without consciously. Is this the result I have been waiting for?
Chapter completed!