Meng Jiao dragged her suitcase and walked absentmindedly for a while.
She was in a terrible mood, especially now. She felt like a lost dog who had been kicked out of the crew.
The most ridiculous thing is that this time, Zhao Dong watched the entire embarrassing situation.
And because of Zhao Dong's strength just now, Liang Zi and Feng Tao were forged together.
It is foreseeable that she may never get any roles in Tianzhou Film and Television City in the future!
If you can’t get a role, it means you can’t make money!
If there is no money, how will she live in the future?
A deep feeling of powerlessness surrounded Meng Jiao, and her steps became heavier and heavier until someone blocked her path.
Zhao Dong said in a deep voice: "Get in the car!"
Meng Jiao raised her head, looked behind Zhao Dong, and said sarcastically: "Why, Zhao Dong, came here to show off to me?"
"Okay, now that you have money, you can drive a Mercedes-Benz!"
"Let me tell you, I, Meng Jiao, don't need your charity, let alone your sympathy!"
As she said that, she was going to avoid Zhao Dong.
Zhao Dong stopped him and repeated: "Get in the car, I'll take you back!"
Meng Jiao pushed the person away and said in a loud voice: "I told you, there's no need!"
"Zhao Dong, can you stop pestering me?"
"You don't have to worry about my business!"
"Also, you don't owe me anything, and I don't need you to repay the debt!"
Zhao Dong didn't say anything, grabbed the suitcase from her hand and put it directly into the trunk.
Then he opened the passenger door and picked him up.
When he got into the car again, Meng Jiao was unusually quiet.
In silence all the way, Zhao Dong drove the car directly to the community where Meng Jiao rented.
Meng Jiao looked out the car window and sneered sarcastically, "You even know where I live. It seems that you came here specifically to find me just now?"
"Zhao Dong, how long have you been planning? You've put a lot of thought into it, right?"
Zhao Dong didn't answer, got out of the car, opened the door for her, and then took off the suitcase.
Meng Jiao took a deep look at Zhao Dong and did not refuse this time. Instead, she walked in front and led the way.
A very old high-rise residential building.
The lobby was dark, and it looked like it was a commercial or residential apartment. On the walls were advertising light boxes and telephones for various express hotels and hourly rooms.
When we squeezed into the elevator, there were quite a few people.
Meng Jiao pressed the floor button and said nothing.
There are small advertising stickers everywhere in the car.
Especially the smell, the smell of sweat, the stench left by garbage removal, and the smell of various takeaway meals.
Finally, I made it to the floor.
Meng Jiao walked in front, and Zhao Dong silently followed behind.
The corridor is long and dark, and the voice-activated lights flicker on and off.
The originally wide corridor was now half blocked.
There are electric cars being charged, quilts and clothes being dried, and people cooking vegetables in the corridor.
The nose is filled with various unpleasant smells, such as the smell of food, musty smell, and damp smell.
Zhao Dong is no stranger to this kind of environment. If you really want to compare it, the living environment in Jiangbei District may be even worse than here.
He just couldn't connect Meng Jiao with the scene before him.
In my impression, Meng Jiao is intellectual and elegant.
He is full of taste and longing for life, and behaves with spontaneity.
But right now, Meng Jiao is like an ordinary woman who is working hard for life and dreams, but her fairy spirit is not there.
Zhao Dong couldn't understand what kind of trouble she had encountered and why she ended up like this?
The inexplicable emotions cannot be relieved and have nowhere to dissipate.
Soon, Meng Jiao stopped, took out the key, and opened the door.
The moment she opened the door, she hurriedly averted her eyes and her expression became a little unnatural!