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Chapter 51

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    An Ning hugged the finished cake box and glanced at his grandma's gray hair.

    If the person sitting in front of her was Ren Xiuwei, she would definitely pester him to tell her.

    If it were Uncle Qin sitting there, she would try and talk here and there hoping to trick him out.

    But the person driving the car in front was a stranger who Ren Xiuwei said had a bad character.

    So she lowered her head and said oh.

    Xu Ze was really panicking.

    He felt that his brother was really stingy.

    Isn¡¯t it just a piece of cake?

    Looking at the little girl, she looked so aggrieved that she was about to cry.

    If it were his girlfriend, he would buy it for her for a hundred yuan.

    The second generation ancestor looked left and right, feeling very uncomfortable. For a person like him who couldn't hide his words, he was so uncomfortable that he almost bit his tongue and committed suicide.

    But in the end, he still didn¡¯t dare to speak.

    ¡ª¡ªSuccumbing to his brother¡¯s power

    Xu Ze took her to a high-end apartment area located between the East Third Ring Road and the East Fourth Ring Road.

    He helped her lift her luggage to the elevator door and did not go up again. She was very restrained and polite.

    But before she entered the elevator, something suddenly occurred to her. She quickly opened the elevator door, dug in her pocket for a long time, and took out a bunch of keys and room cards.

    "I almost forgot, Sister Cuihuang Bao, Uncle Qin asked me to give it to you."

    Xu Ze is a familiar person.

    "When facing his brother's little girlfriend, he is already familiar with Jilai.

    After introducing himself at the airport, he felt that he and Tao Anning were already very familiar with each other. They were making custard buns in each mouthful and calling her sister smoothly.

    An Ning still felt strange and asked him why he called him custard buns.

    Grandma¡¯s gray second-generation ancestor held the steering wheel and laughed,

    "This is not, this is called intimacy."

    How friendly is it?

    Since elementary school, the teacher has said that students are not allowed to be given nicknames.

    The first time he saw her, he casually gave her a disrespectful nickname. As Ren Xiuwei said, she had a bad character.

    But An Ning also knew that it would be impossible to reason with such a person, so he lowered his head and concentrated on eating his dessert.

    There is not much to refute.

    Anyway, we won¡¯t see him again.

    Just let him be.

    ?¡­

    An Ning looked at the key in his hand, but didn't take it. She frowned and was a little confused.

    "What are you giving me this for?"

    "Oh, Uncle Qin said there is no password for this house. You must use a key or room card to open it. Take it with you, otherwise you won't be able to get in later."

    "But"

    But she has the key.

    The little girl raised her eyebrows, and just as she was about to speak, the cell phone in the other person's pocket rang.

    The boy took it out and looked at it. He almost dropped it. Then he coughed, stuffed the thing into her hand, and jumped quickly.

    "I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first. Sister Cui Huang Bao, I wish you a happy life and a happy life!"

    The summer wind blew slowly, carrying his distant voice.

    "Brother, brother, please don't misunderstand me. I have my own reasons for doing this"

    ?¡­

    An Ning had no choice but to put away the keys and room card, and slowly closed the elevator door.

    He took her to the sixth floor.

    However, the key cannot open the door.

    She blinked in confusion and tried again.

    Still can¡¯t open it.

    The little girl relied on her instinctive trust in the male god. For a moment, her mind had not turned around. She was holding the suitcase and was puzzled.

    Until a while later, I accidentally put my hands in my pockets and found another key in my pocket with my left hand, and I suddenly realized it.

    She knows.

    It was probably because the key couldn't be opened before that Ren Xiuwei asked Uncle Qin to give her a new one.

    However, just when she was about to take it out and open the door, a gentle sneer came from behind her.

    ??????? Slightly mocking, and a little cold.

    The sound of high heels was clear and crisp, getting closer and closer to her.

    "Miss, I see you have been sneaking around here for a long time. What are you going to do?"

    An Ning turned around.

    She is a beautiful woman who looks very young.

    ?p; is the deputy director.

    An Ning picked up the phone, and instantly there was a noisy sound over there, which sounded like a lot of people.

    After a while, the assistant director¡¯s voice sounded, slightly apologetic,

    "I'm sorry, Miss Tao, but the casting process has been moved up one day to tomorrow morning. Do you think you are free to come?"

    Fortunately she arrived a day early.

    An Ning nodded, "Yes, I'm free."

    "That's great."

    The deputy director breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll send you the address. Call me when you arrive tomorrow morning, and I'll have someone pick you up at the door."

    In fact, An Ning has no decision-making power when it comes to selecting actors for film and television.

    But the director respects the opinions of the original author and feels that sometimes there is no one more familiar with the characters than the author.

    So I specially invited An Ning to come and participate in the casting.

    This drama is not a big-budget drama. The director wants to invest more in post-production, so the actors plan to choose new people to play the role.

    First, the pay is low.

    Secondly, youth school dramas originally need young and new faces

    So early the next morning, An Ning packed herself up and went out with her bag on her back.

    In order to appear more mature, she specially curled her hair with a curling iron and let it hang long on her shoulders. She finally no longer looked like a high school student.

    But a college student.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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