Chapter 892 (1/2)
After the final discussion, the three decided that Qiao Ya would be responsible for the design, Liao Huanyan and other employees of the studio would be responsible for the layout and props of the activity site, and Jian Haixi would be responsible for the script.
Finally, when she left the studio, Jian Haixi looked like a wilted cabbage, drooping his eyebrows and eyes, looking at flowers and plants, street lamps and garbage cans, as if they were making fun of themselves and taking another job.
Qiao Ya was very excited. She shook her bag with one hand and stepped on the stone brick with high heels. She was stunned and stepped into the beat of the song humming in her mouth.
She glanced at the listless Jian Haixi, took her shoulder and walked forward, smiling like winning the grand prize: ”good sister, it's up to you to write the script quickly. I rely on the role to design.”
Jian Haixi opened his mouth and finally could only sigh helplessly: ”what else can I say?”
I have to finish my own sin on my knees.
After she separated from Qiaoya, Jane Haixi went straight home, because Qiaoya urged her to go home and write the script, so she sent herself to drive her back directly.
Jian Haixi felt her head was swollen. She didn't think the company would make her so worried, but she was a layman who couldn't even touch the door now. Where did she start
When she opened the door of the study, Jane Haixi sighed and threw herself into the chair. The bright light on her head hit the desk. Her eyes narrowed slightly and her mind ran rapidly.
She doesn't know much about script killing, but fortunately Mikel took her to play several times, so she knows about the process.
Jian Haixi turned on the computer and began to check the data. While dragging over a piece of paper to take notes, although the new copy of the map is unfamiliar and strange, it is difficult to type, but since it has been decided, we have to take it anyway.
At the dawn of the lantern, Ning Jiwei came back from Mo's house. As soon as he stepped into the house, he asked aunt LAN, ”where's Haixi?”
”In the study, I've been bored all afternoon.” Moran stood at the door, frowning with Sichuan characters. ”Young lady sighed after she came back from outside, as if it was for work.”
For work?
Ning Jiwei changed his shoes and felt strange. Isn't Ru very good recently? I haven't heard of anything else to deal with
”When I delivered tea to Mrs. Shao, I advised Mrs. Shao twice to have a rest, but she only verbally promised, and her eyes didn't move away from the computer.” Moran said anxiously, ”if this is always the case, don't you see your eyes broken?”
In the past two years, she got along with Jian Haixi. Although she always regarded herself as a nanny, Jian Haixi never regarded her as a nanny. She really regarded her as her aunt.
So in her eyes, Jane Haixi is like a young generation who doesn't know how to take care of herself. When she meets such a thing, she has to nag a few more words.
Ning Jiwei smiled, changed his slippers and said to Moran, ”I know aunt LAN, I'll go to the study to see her now.”
After entering the study, the originally spacious and clean desk is now full of books and messy white paper. Jian Haixi is writing hard behind the book. When he hears the door ring, he doesn't even lift his head: ”aunt LAN, I'll eat after reading this, soon.”
Ning Jiwei looked sideways. There was a plate of fruit and a cup of tea on the small table in front of the sofa. The tea was already cool.
He stepped forward and saw that the piles of messy books were all fairy tale books for Jane Rui to tell her bedtime story. On those messy papers, good-looking handwriting wrote scattered sentences, like a flash of inspiration and some essays.
”Wife, what are you doing?” Ning Jiwei put his hand on the back of her chair and asked with a smile. No matter how busy the company was in the past, he had never seen her in this state.
Jian Haixi looked up at him at the sound. His eyes suddenly lit up as if he saw the Savior. Ning Jiwei was stunned.
”Husband, help...”