Not long later, Old Bai got into the car with a packing case.
Meng Qingge looked at the time. There was less than an hour before the filming crew reported on their arrival. She took out a serving of noodles and prepared to eat it, "I'm almost late. I'll be eating in the car. Are you hungry?"
Ji Wanzhou raised his eyebrows, "I'll eat it when I get to the company. You eat first!"
"Alright." Meng Qingge ate in the car.
The interior of the car was immediately filled with the smell of black pepper steak.
Old Bai slightly raised his eyebrows. The boss never ate in the car, so he didn't allow others to eat in the car. Before, there was a driver who was fired just because he was chewing betel nut in the car.
Meng Qingge's voice was very soft as she ate. After so many years of acting, her manner and speech had been well regulated.
"Eat slower." Ji Wanzhou said lightly, "There's still time."