Chapter 44
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Qiao Anhao listened to the "dududu" sound on the phone. After a long while, she realized that the "1001" was his room number.
What did he mean by telling her the room number? Did he mean for her to send the script up now?
Qiao Anhao thought about it and felt that it was the only possibility. She gave Zhao Meng an excuse and left the room with the script.
Room 1001 was on the top floor of the hotel. It was the presidential suite.
Qiao Anhao stood in the elevator, looking at the jumping red numbers. She became more and more nervous.
When she finally reached the top floor, the elevator doors opened. Qiao Anhao took a deep breath, hugged the script, and walked out.
She followed the arrow in the hotel corridor and walked towards room 1001.
On the way, she passed by the staff lounge on the top floor. The door was open, and inside were two waitresses talking in low voices.
"Just now, when I went to Room 1003 to deliver the coffee, I was scared to death. Where did Mr. Lu get his temper from? He actually picked on every single detail of the scene they were filming."
"It seems like the person he picked on was the producer of the film."
"It's the producer. The producer boiled some hot water, and when he passed it to him, he waved his hand and scalded the producer's hand. Just now, the doctor from the villa came over and applied some medicine on the producer. He said it was pretty serious."
"How could it not be serious? It's freshly boiled water. Anyway, I don't dare to go to room 1001 tonight. You can go when the time comes. You have guts. "
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When Qiao Anhao heard the conversation between the two waitresses, her originally nervous heart became even more uneasy.
She slowly walked to the door of room 1001. Looking at the tightly shut door, she secretly took a few deep breaths before reaching out to press the doorbell on the wall.
After pressing it, Qiao Anhao realized that the doorbell was in a do not disturb mode. She could only raise her hand and knock on the door.
The door wasn't locked, so the moment she knocked, it opened on its own.
Qiao Anhao stretched her head out to look inside. Seeing that there was no one in the living room, she raised her hand and knocked again. Then, the bedroom door was pulled open by Lu Jinnian, who had changed into a casual outfit.
Perhaps it was because he had just lost his temper with the producer, but the lines on his face looked cold and stiff. The cold aura around him grew stronger.
Qiao Anhao stood at the door of the room. She didn't walk in, instead, she stretched out her script. "Your script."
Lu Jinnian glanced at Qiao Anhao faintly, standing at the bedroom door with no intention of coming over to take it.
Qiao Anhao paused for a moment before stepping into the room. She didn't pass the script to him, instead, she placed it on the coffee table in the living room. "I'll leave the script here."
When she finished speaking, she lifted her head to look at Lu Jinnian. He was still in his original position, leaning against the bedroom door, as though he couldn't be bothered to speak.
PS: Joe, do you think you can walk out of this room? That's it for today, we'll continue tomorrow. The list of 50 winners has already been published in the Interested Tribe ~ ~
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