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"You're looking for death, aren't you?" There were obviously so many caring people here, but she was still talking so loudly about whether they were close or not.
¡° If he hadn¡¯t known her for a while and knew everything about her, Ling¡¯er would definitely have reason to believe that this girl must be deliberately trying to harm herself.
"I'm sorry, Ling'er, I didn't mean it, and I didn't mean it that way. I'm really sorry."
Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, Xiaoqian immediately stuck out her tongue and apologized quickly.
"You said that the company will have a warm-up football match tomorrow, will many departments participate?"
Speaking of this matter, Ling'er really didn't get any news at all, let alone whether he would go or not.
"It's just a warm-up match for the design department. Other departments should not go. I don't know the specific situation."
"I'll give you a call then, because I don't know yet whether I have to come back tomorrow to work overtime for filming."
Xiao Qian nodded: "Then I'll get to work first."
"good."
If Xiao Qian hadn¡¯t mentioned it, Ling¡¯er wouldn¡¯t have been able to remember how long it had been since he had contacted Ling Hai.
After all, we are all colleagues and friends. When other people have football games, of course they will go and join them when they have time.
Thinking of this, Ling'er immediately stood up, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button for the fifteenth floor.
"Minister Ling, are you here? I'm Ling'er. I have something urgent to do and I want to see you. Is it convenient for me to come in now?"
Arriving directly in front of Ling Hai's office, Ling'er reached out and knocked on the door, saying softly.
"Come in." In less than two seconds, Ling Hai's calm voice came out.
"You have something to do with me?" Ling Hai frowned slightly when he saw Ling'er.
"I heard that your department will have a football match tomorrow, will you participate?" When he came to Ling Hai's desk, Ling'er lowered his eyes and looked at him.
Ling Hai stood up slowly, walked around the table, and motioned for her to sit on the sofa nearby.
"It's just a warm-up match. Sports week starts next week. They want to practice. After all, they don't have many such opportunities."
Ling'er nodded: "Then where will you practice tomorrow?"
¡°There are indoor basketball courts nearby, so they can easily go there together.¡±
"Are you busy with filming these days?" Ling Hai paused and asked tentatively while pouring tea for Ling'er.
"Well, it was the first shooting last night, and we have to continue tonight. I just don't know if I will come back tomorrow to work overtime."
"Are you used to it?" Ling Hai handed the cup to Ling'er and asked again.
"It's okay, I just feel a little tired. I fell asleep not long after I got back last night." Ling'er smiled at Ling Hai and said truthfully.
¡°No matter what you do, you can¡¯t let yourself get too tired, got it?¡±
"Oh, I see."
Ling'er always has an illusion. Why does Ling Hai speak more gently today than ever before?
In order to prevent this embarrassing scene from continuing, Ling'er smiled and hurriedly changed the subject.
"That's why I came over to you to make sure. If I'm free tomorrow, I'll come over to support you."
"Okay, you're always welcome."
After chatting with Ling Hai for a while, Ling'er left the office with the excuse of going to shoot later.
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That night, just like the previous night, Ling'er went to the restaurant for a quick business lunch and went directly to the photography department.
Mo Yang put on makeup and changed her clothes, and then the busy shooting started.
After taking the last set of photos tonight, Ling'er came to Shang Yemei and couldn't help but ask: "Sister Mei, are you coming back to take pictures tomorrow?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com