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1551, the traffic comes to a 106

Ning Dai didn't look at the expression on Zuo Xiaolu's face, her eyes were focused on her long skirt.

Praise, praise vigorously.

If someone else had been praised, they would have been happy anyway, but Zuo Xiaolu was not happy, and her face became increasingly ugly.

The color of her face almost matched the color of the long skirt on her body.

Of course, no one can say that after being told that the long skirt is beautiful, but not suitable for her to wear, the color is noble and elegant, but she wears it like a widow, the makeup also makes her look older, and the whole look is ruined.

Can continue to maintain a calm mind and a smiling face.

If you don't rush up and tear the other person's face off immediately, that's a sign of good cultivation.

But Zuo Xiaolu considers herself not a person who can endure being bullied, not to mention that Ning Dai is not someone she needs to endure.

So, I can't bear it anymore and there is no need to bear it anymore.

Zuo Xiaolu raised her hand and slapped it hard on the dressing table. Under the force, the bottles and jars on the table clattered together.

Even Zuo Xiaolu's manager couldn't stand it and stood up and said: "I call you Sister Ning, but Sister Ning, are you unhappy or dissatisfied with anything? Why did you come to us?"

Already?"

No matter how tactful the words are, it doesn’t matter. After being in this business for so long, how can your ears not work well? Can you still not understand what you say to find fault?

I only called her "Sister" to save her face, but I didn't expect that she would open a dyeing workshop with ease.

Compared to Yu Sen's face, which also turned gloomy, Ning Dai still had a bright smile on her face.

What's the point of cursing people in a roundabout way? Of course, the fun part is to let people hear it in front of them.

The current effect is exactly what Ningdai wanted.

After Yu Sen finished speaking, Zuo Xiaolu behind him also spoke: "I heard that you used to work under An Ruijun. No wonder you were kicked out after just a few months."

Ning Dai tilted her head, looking past Yu Sen who was blocking her in front of her, and looked straight at Zuo Xiaolu.

Zuo Xiaolu looked at the makeup mirror in front of her with a sullen face. After seeing Ning Dai through the mirror, she couldn't help but said with malice: "I know who you are, and you can't wait to stand up for your master.

What a loyal and good dog! But I have said it before. If you want to be a good dog, just accompany your master to make her happy. Don't just think about running out to block the way. I tell you, anyone who blocks the way

, basically they all end badly!”

After she finished speaking, she snorted heavily as she felt it was not enough.

Yu Sen saw his artist going crazy. Normally, he would have stopped him and not said anything too unpleasant, but since it was Ning Dai who provoked them first today, Yu Sen wouldn't stop him either.

Everyone knows what Zuo Xiaolu means.

"Master?" Ning Dai stopped her smile, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised: "Teacher Zuo acts like a master and acts like a dog. I thought Teacher Zuo was immersed in some role and couldn't extricate himself. Teacher Zuo recently

Have you ever starred in a palace drama as the female lead?"

Zuo Xiaolu snorted.

Ning Dai looked at her, put on a thoughtful look, and said ambiguously: "Or..., it turns out that this is the best thing about Pan Xuran." After clicking her tongue, Ning Dai looked away, and her smile returned.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "I almost forgot. Didn't that great dynasty fall long ago? How interesting."

One of them was her death. Did you see how proud she was?

Zuo Xiaolu's face became even more gloomy and ugly, and she wanted to slap the table again, but the force she used just now was very heavy, and now her palms were still numb and painful. She didn't want to make trouble with herself anymore.

After his chest rose and fell several times, Zuo Xiaolu gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother Yu!!"

Yu Sen understood what his artist meant and quickly "invited" Ning Dai out of their lounge.

The door to the lounge was slammed shut in Ning Dai's face. The next second, Ning Dai heard Zuo Xiaolu's furious voice coming from inside, shouting that she wanted to stop recording the show.

"Are all the show crew just doing it for free? I let this dog come and bite me on purpose!! No more recording!!"

"Oh, Xiaolu..."

Ning Dai chuckled, turned around and stopped eavesdropping. However, she was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, she took out her mobile phone, clicked into the work group, and added several employees from the copywriting team.

In the work group, the named employees quickly lined up to respond to Ning Dai's call.

Ning Dai took a roll and after confirming that everything was complete, she arranged work for these employees.

"Give everyone two days to write an essay of 700 to 800 words each. The title is a royal blue suspender dress. The central idea is that she looks really ugly in this dress. Choose the words and introduce the subject as you please.

, I’ll collect my homework in two days.”

Employees: "..."

The two bosses of the company are both people who have their own ideas.

Leaving aside the big boss for now, the second boss is also a role-playing enthusiast?

Ning Dai: "Squeak when you receive it."

Everyone: "Squeak..."

He put away his cell phone with satisfaction. In the lounge behind him, the anger had not subsided, and roars came from inside from time to time.

Ning Dai listened and suddenly thought curiously, wondering how effective the sound insulation between these lounges was.

Hope the effect is not good.

Ning Dai walked to Qin Lingyi's lounge.

In the lounge, the makeup artist lady was busy chatting with Qin Lingyi and Xu Jing. The atmosphere was good. When she saw Ning Dai coming back, the makeup artist lady couldn't help but be curious, but because of the difference in her identity

, he was not the first to ask.

The first person to speak was not Qin Lingyi, but the idle Xu Jing.

"Sister Ning, are you assigning tasks to the copywriting team?" Xu Jing had nothing to do and had been scrolling through her mobile phone, so she immediately saw Ningdai in the group Aite people, and assigned the composition matter, and saw the group

She was curious when she received the news, but she didn't stupidly yell directly. Instead, she waited for Ning Dai to come back before asking.

"Yes, they hone their literary talents. If they are not used for a long time, they will get rusty." Ning Dai smiled and sat next to Xu Jing.

Xu Jing covered her mouth and smiled. Just listening to Ning Dai's words felt like it was very telling.

It must not be that simple.

However, after hanging out with Ning Dai for a long time, Xu Jing also learned that she would never ask more questions when she shouldn't.

Qin Lingyi looked over and said, "Have you seen anyone in the past?"

"See you." Ning Dai replied. After thinking about it, she started to praise again: "Wearing a royal blue suspender dress, it should be a show style. It looks pretty. Her temperament is so up-to-date.

It’s up. I feel like I have to compare your outfit just in terms of clothing style.” Compared to Zuo Xiaolu’s long skirt, Qin Lingyi’s choice of clothing this time was a bright yellow close-fitting short skirt with bright colors.

, suitable for her dance atmosphere.

Qin Lingyi said nothing while listening, but Xu Jing next to her covered her mouth and began to laugh secretly.

It's royal blue...emphasis added.
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