It Was You

There were only two people left in the lounge, Cassandra and Johnny.

Johnny poured her a glass of water and tested the temperature before handing it to Cassandra, "Do you have someone suspicious?"

Cassandra took the water and took a sip. She raised her eyebrows for a moment and asked, "Director Johnny, why do you think so? How could I know everything? "

Johnny was smart, but he always kept a low profile and didn't get angry, so he gave others an illusion that he was easy to fool.

But on second thought, if Johnny was not smart enough, how could he get what he was today? It was just that he was too bookish and honest, and others would think he was easy to bully.

Johnny raised his eyes slightly and took a look at Cassandra, "You just said that these photos were taken from the filming site, which means that these photos were taken by someone in the crew... I'm sorry that I failed to discipline my men. "

His sudden apology surprised Cassandra. She rubbed her nose and said innocently, "What does it have to do with you? You don't usually care about them. You can only blame Jack. "

Johnny kept silent for a few seconds, "I remember you have a good memory. Even if you don't check the surveillance video, you know who is standing at that angle. Don't worry, I will give you an explanation."

something bad. You can't stop him, can you? Besides, if I can't even handle these trifles well and need you to protect me, how can I still stay in this circle? I have never thought that it

she was comforting him, but he really didn't expect that his crew would make such a mistake. He thought he was wise enough. Although he didn't dare to say that there was no mistake, it involved Cassandra. Johnny couldn't get

Johnny, "But..."

hook Johnny's shoulder. Johnny's back suddenly froze, and his pupils shrank slightly. He instinctively wanted to avoid it, but it seemed that he was unwilling to. He was greedy for the warmth that did not belong to him, so he stood there like

counting on you to win the prize for the company." With a faint smile on her lips, Cassandra

like a thief, very mean. Cassandra was not flirting with him, frank and honest, but he could not control himself. Some of his emotions were like crazy silk threads, one involved him, and the other

reached for the glass, but he

things, I'll deal

If you need me, just tell

smiled, "Well. Are you still

fetched. "This is all the surveillance video on the film set. When the video was played just now, I specially asked Paul to spread

first.

marketing, the most appropriate solution is that we don't have any official response at this time. After all, we don't have any irrefutable evidence to refute now. As soon

with the crisis. Generally speaking, the rumormongers were eager to make the real protagonist give some response. Even if it was only the spokesperson of the real protagonist or someone close to him who made