Chapter 765: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (9)
The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (XIX)
Song Ning got up early in the morning on purpose.
Today was his first day officially working with Lance, so even though he tossed and turned until after two in the morning last night, he still woke up at five this morning.
After walking around the room several times, Song Ning picked out several combinations.
The clothes on the bed are basically black, white and gray, with black and gray accounting for a large proportion.
Looking at the bed full of black and gray, Song Ning reflected for the first time on whether he should buy some brightly colored clothes.
After finally picking out two decent pieces, Song Ning looked at himself in the mirror.
The clothes were not bad, but the person reflected in the mirror still looked like a rat crawling out of a gutter.
Song Ning looked at it for a while, then suddenly took off his shirt and threw it away.
After shaking him off, he had a cold face, picked up the clothes he wore on the day of the interview, and left the room in a mess.
As soon as he arrived at the company, Song Ning didn't have time to think about it before Wu Ge hurriedly walked towards him.
"You're here, that's great. This is Lance's address. Go pick him up and then we can take a floor plan together. Be careful and don't let anyone bully him."
Who bullies? Lance is bullied?
Song Ning was still confused when Lance came towards him.
He was wearing a blue and white irregular top and jeans today, looking clean and tidy, and traces of exercise could still be seen on his arms.
Hearing what Wu Ge said, he said helplessly, "Brother, it's just a promotional photo. There's no need to go to such trouble to ask him to go and see mine."
Wu Ge didn't even look at him, "I heard that Lin Qi was also there for the promotional photo shoot next door."
"Besides, this is your first time taking promotional photos, and you may not be familiar with the photographer's requirements. Bring someone with you to prevent yourself from being harassed."
Lance frowned slightly and glanced at Song Ning subconsciously.
Then he quickly looked away, "Why is he here too? Isn't his schedule a little too full? Didn't the fan meeting just end?"
He said with a hint of meaning, "I saw him trending again yesterday. Didn't he say that he worked very hard to organize this fan meeting? Why is he still working non-stop?"
Song Ning, who had been standing nearby, moved his ears slightly.
Lance noticed it and frowned even tighter, his fingers subconsciously unbuttoning a button on his chest.
Song Ning's eyes immediately licked him.
Lance felt a little better.
Song Ning didn't notice any of this. His eyes couldn't help but fall on Lance's exposed collarbone. He scanned it over and over again. He looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but look down at his wrist.
His wrist, which had never seen the light of day, looked a lot different in color from Lance's collarbone.
Lance's collarbone was so white that it seemed to be glowing, which made him feel shaken.
"…That's about it. Lin Qi is pretty charming. I heard that the fan is the only child in the family. Her father naturally wouldn't refuse such a request, so he gave Lin Qi the endorsement. It just so happened that you and I were filming in the same place. Sometimes I wonder if you two are destined to clash. How come you always run into each other by chance?"
After Wu Ge finished complaining, he started nagging again, "I know you like to be alone, but being an artist doesn't mean you can be alone. If you don't have some people around you, it will be difficult to deal with if something goes wrong. Although your status is not that high now, it's better to be just in case."
Lance thought about it, and seeing that he was still hesitating, Angkor added another sentence.
"Since you already have an assistant, why don't you bring him along? Then why did we hire this assistant specifically? Are we just going to leave him in the company and wait for him to do nothing and get scolded?"
Are you waiting to be scolded for not doing any work in the company?
Talk about him?
Song Ning subconsciously glanced at Lance and saw that Lance was stunned for a moment and then nodded quickly.
"Then follow me."
Song Ning's heartbeat suddenly quickened again. Was Lance's answer because he was worried that he would be scolded?
He wanted to persuade himself not to think too much, but Lance's reaction made it difficult for him not to think so.
Song Ning was so troubled that he got on the car and was still struggling with this issue.
"Are you sure you want to sit here?"
Song Ning turned his head in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Lance looked at him with a smile for a while, shook his head and closed the car door, "It's okay, then you sit down and fasten your seat belt."
"Oh."
Song Ning did as he was told subconsciously, then he realized that he was sitting in the passenger seat and Lance was driving.
"Oh, sorry, sorry, I can't come over. Let me drive."
Song Ning hurriedly tried to unbuckle his seat belt. What was he doing?
For such an important job, he actually let Lance drive for him?
Then what's the point of having him as an assistant?
"Don't move, the car is already in motion," Song Ning was stopped by a warm hand, and Lance's voice came from the side with a chuckle, "Besides, there is no rule that says artists can't drive themselves."
Song Ning followed his gaze and realized that they had indeed set off. His fingers, which were fastening his seat belt, were frozen in place and he felt like the sky was about to fall.