Everyone looked at Feng Ning's posture and dared to say anything else!

No, he said it immediately, "Of course, of course, we won't talk too much, just don't worry, Mr. Ning."

"Yes, yes, there are strict people out there, so please don't worry."

Once one person spoke, others followed suit.

Naturally, no one dared to offend Feng Ning, especially since she now has such a good relationship with the Song family.

How many forces are behind it, who dares to offend easily?!

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Feng Ning. There was still the contempt and ridicule just now, and only compliments remained.

Feng Ning did not stay here any longer. He glanced around, and when he saw that there were no artists of his own, he turned around and went to another room.

On the other side, Mrs. Song hung up the phone, sat on the sofa and thought carefully for a moment, and finally called her son.

"Chengcheng."

Song Cheng, who was in a meeting, accidentally pressed the speakerphone.

Mrs. Song's words immediately silenced the others in the conference room.

Song Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, then picked up his phone and walked to the window, saying in a low voice: "Mom, I'm in a meeting. If you need anything, tell me as soon as possible."

Mrs. Song coughed lightly and suddenly didn't know what to do, telling her son about Feng Ning.

But people said it in public, which indirectly showed that there was absolutely no chance that the two of them would have another chance.

Mrs. Song sighed and said leisurely: "Son, you are still unlucky after all. As long as you are somewhat lucky..."

As soon as Song Cheng heard this, he felt helpless.

"Mom, can you tell me the important point?"

Mrs. Song told everything in detail. After hearing that everything was because of Qi Yue, she only felt a little headache.

"Okay, I will take care of the matter. As for the rest, Mom, please don't worry about it anymore."

Seeing that her son had made a decision, Mrs. Song sighed, "It's fate or not."

After saying that, there was a beep and the phone was hung up.

Song Cheng looked at his phone and thought for a moment, thinking of sending a message to Feng Ning.

But in the end, the message was not sent out.

Then I sent it to someone else... and then continued to the meeting.

...

Feng Ning searched around for a few times and found several artists from the company. Two people he knew before were also in the backcourt.

After she said a few words, she went to find Director Liu.

"Director Liu?"

She knocked on the door and saw Director Liu auditioning.

After seeing who was giving the score, Feng Ning raised his eyebrows and challenged each other. Enemies are on a narrow road?

Zhang Ruoran also saw Feng Ning at this moment, and a bit of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

After discussing it with others, Director Liu did not have any conversation with Feng Ning during the whole process.

Zhang Ruoran's heart skipped a beat when he saw the expression on Director Liu's face.

"Director Liu, I..."

She absolutely couldn't miss this opportunity. She was interrupted just as she was about to say something.

"Ms. Zhang, we have learned about your performance and we will announce the results in three days."

All the teachers who were participating in the election had spoken, so she could only go back and wait for the news, and take a look at Feng Ning before leaving!

After she got out, she called Qi Yue, trying to find a remedy.

However, after Qi Yue saw the call displayed on her mobile phone, a dark color flashed in her eyes and she hung up.

She turned her eyes to the man sitting opposite her, "Song Cheng, we grew up together, you should know how I feel about you."

Song Cheng's face was expressionless, "We have never been able to."

Seeing the man's stern refusal, Qi Yue sneered, "I know why, because of Feng Ning, right? But now the whole world knows that she has rejected you, and in front of everyone."

Song Cheng's hand shaking the wine glass paused slightly, but it was only for a moment.
Chapter completed!