Gu Jingting tied the bandage and did not refuse or agree, "Tell me first how you want me to help you."
Song Qiao had already planned it in her mind. She said softly, "I don't need you to take action yourself. I just need you to lend me your assistant."
Xiang Chen has been by his side all year round, and everyone knows that seeing him is equivalent to seeing Gu Jingting. As long as he can help, it will be enough to create an illusion for them and fall into her trap.
"Xiang Chen can lend it to you, but the premise is, what are the benefits to me?" Gu Jingting asked.
Song Qiao felt that he was a little bit loud and said, "I will help in the middle, and I will give you a Rong family for free. Isn't it enough?"
"This is not what I want, you forced it on me." Gu Jingting corrected.
"Then you are taking advantage." Song Qiao said.
Gu Jingting wiped his hands, and after listening to her angry voice, he simply said, "You seem to feel that you are at a loss, so you can give up this idea."
How could he give up? Song Qiao had to take action against the Rong family.
But now she really had to ask Gu Jingting for help. If the other party didn't agree, then all the calculations would be empty talk.
Song Qiao had no choice but to ask, "What do you want?"
"Gu is planning to invest in a new movie. You will star in the heroine. To play the role of Qiao, you must experience the work of the protagonist for a month." Gu Jingting said.
This is not a condition, it is clearly a job offer for her.
After hearing the conditions, Song Qiao felt that Gu Jingting might not be very smart, but he still remained vigilant in his heart, "I'll have to read the script and contract first."
There is no such thing as a pie in the sky, and Gu Jingting is not a big philanthropist. If he says this, there may be a pitfall in any link.
Gu Jingting was not afraid of her seeing it, "Okay."
The two of them discussed the terms, and Gu Jingting called Xiang Chen on the spot and told him in front of Song Qiao that he would be at his disposal whenever she needed him for a period of time.
Xiang Chen agreed, secretly muttering to himself that Mr. Gu might have come up with some new tricks to chase Miss Song, and he didn't know when he would be able to succeed in his long journey to chase his wife.
After making the phone call, Song Qiao felt relieved. Just as the wound had been treated, she wanted to get up and leave.
She had just stood up halfway when Gu Jingting's hand suddenly pressed on her head and pushed her back to the bed, "Sit down, the wound on your back has not been treated yet. Should you take it off yourself, or should I take it off for you?"
When Song Qiao moves, his back often tightens inadvertently, and there are obviously wounds.
"Wha, what?" Song Qiao suddenly stretched out his hand and tightened the collar of his clothes, and stammered, "This, there's no need for this, I can handle it myself."
Gu Jingting's eyes were neither salty nor light. He raised his chin slightly and said, "If you don't take care of the wound, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door today. If you want to spend it, I will accompany you."
Song Qiao frowned, "And there are people who force people to treat wounds? Mr. Gu, why are you so hasty?"
"The method of provoking generals is useless." Gu Jingting said.
Song Qiao took a deep breath, feeling that the person in front of her was unreasonable.
She glanced at the door, secretly calculating her chances of success if she could escape through the door while he wasn't paying attention. After a few seconds, she gave up this unrealistic idea.
Anyway, it's just a wound, what can I do?
Song Qiao secretly brainwashed herself in her mind and barely made up her mind. She took off the injured half of her shoulder and sat facing the wall.
She was still wearing her filming costume. In order to fit the role of Yue Ling, her clothes were still red, half piled on her back. Her skin was as white as snow against the background, and half of her butterfly bones were as she breathed.
It undulates slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
Continuing down, a thin red rope passed across his waist, hanging tremblingly, as if he could tear it off at any time if he wanted to.
Gu Jingting's breathing was slightly heavy. He turned away his eyes with great effort and picked up a cotton swab to disinfect her.
The cold touch touched her back, instantly making Song Qiao straighten her back unconsciously. She coughed lightly and said, "Just disinfect it and it's fine. The back doesn't matter."
"Um."
Gu Jingting responded, and the deep voice seemed to be ringing in her ears. Her ears went numb when she heard it, and her fingertips involuntarily tightened her clothes.
I don't know if Gu Jingting listened to her words or the wound on his back was not that serious. After a few minutes, he finally stopped and said, "Okay, let's go."
Song Qiao hurriedly gathered her clothes and didn't dare to look back at him. She got up and went out directly.
She ran out of the doctor's office and felt that the stagnant atmosphere surrounding her had dissipated a lot.
Song Qiao stood outside the corridor, calming down. After a while, she realized that Gu Jingting had not followed him out. She looked back at the ajar door, wondering whether she should go in and take a look.
Fortunately, Gu Jingting walked out of it quickly, his face still calm, and he couldn't tell what was good or bad, "Let's go, I'll take you back."
"Okay." Song Qiao nodded.
Half an hour later, the car stopped downstairs at Song Qiao's residence. Before she opened the door and went out, she thanked Gu Jingting again, "I'm sorry to trouble you today. I'll treat you to dinner when you have time."
"If you really want to calculate the food you owe, I'm afraid it's almost impossible to pay it back." After hearing this, Gu Jingting said lightly.
Song Qiao looked a little embarrassed. It seemed that every time she thanked Gu Jingting, she always asked for a meal. She couldn't help it. The relationship between them was not very close, so giving gifts or anything seemed a bit inappropriate.
She thought about it and said with a smile, "It is true that I owe a bit too much, but if you have a lot of debt, you will always have a chance to pay it back. Or, how about just saving it and buying something bigger?"
"I invite you to go to Di Hua Ting."
"You owe so much and you want to write it off all at once?" Gu Jingting said lightly, "You do know how to do business."
Song Qiao was helpless. She was obviously just trying to find a way to pay off her debts, so why did she manage to do business again? She already owed so much, so she wasn't in a hurry to pay it back. She simply said, "Let's talk about it later."
She said goodbye to Gu Jingting and turned to go upstairs.
As soon as he entered the house, his cell phone rang. Song Qiao changed his shoes and picked it up casually. The man's sinister voice rang in his ears, "Miss Song, you were really good at yesterday's bidding meeting."
It turned out to be someone whose plan failed.
Song Qiao walked in and said softly, "Mr. Lu, you know my relationship with Gu Jingting. It's normal for me to accompany him to various occasions. Why are you so angry?"
Of course Lu Yi knew, but he missed such a big project yesterday, and he was angry and asked him to lose his temper with Gu Jingting. He was not qualified. After thinking about it, he felt that Song Qiao might also have a problem.
Otherwise, how could Gu Jingting know his plan and join forces with Minister Zhang to set a trap for him.
"Did you tell Gu Jingting my plan?" he asked coldly.
It seems that he is not stupid enough and can turn around.
Song Qiao sat on the sofa, chuckled silently, raised his voice, and pretended to be angry, "Mr. Lu, what do you mean by this? Do you want to blame me for your failed bid?"
