Mr. Dior

Chapter 36: God-father Jin, lightly love (5)┃The water in the entertainment circle is really deep

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The photo of the suspected show of affection was ruthlessly painted with a boxed text similar to Coconut Coconut Juice: "Both CEOs say yes" and "Have fun on the weekend". The blue and yellow match brightly blind the eyes.

The official account of Shi Fei Technology is usually a very serious account. It only sends some corporate announcements and occasionally forwards news about other projects. The last one is still [Congratulations to the "Star River Glory", the daily water flow breaks 120 million], the next one is pink first love.

It was just released and immediately attracted a large number of netizens to watch.

[Hahahaha, too hard, harder than the big iron stick my dad used to beat me! 】

[Say, how much advertising fee Li Yingjun gives you, I will give you twice as much as Disney. 】

[What the hell is this advertisement? 】

However, the eyes of the masses are sharp, and soon some masters restored this fancy picture. I have to say that there is still a difference between professional photographers and passersby, the angle and light are perfect. Obviously it was just a very ordinary smirk, and it was infinitely affectionate in the photo.

[Fuck, fuck, the original picture is so beautiful! 】

[Dad Chen Fei wants to choke us to death with dog food, he is so exclusive to the young master! 】

Because of this restored picture, the topic of "Young Master and Chen Fei Dad" was once again brushed up, and fans who had been eager for a long time finally plucked up the courage to establish the "Young Master Dad Support Club". And this Jinkela hard and wide photo has become the current town circle map.

Although Jiao Qi had minimized the loss, he still couldn't understand it. Saying that this is not hard-broadcasting at all, it is Zhang Chenfei's marketing method. It's not enough to slander Shifei. It depends on showing affection to maintain the enthusiasm. He even began to pick up the black material of Zhang Dadi, "relying on his father-in-law to make a fortune", "robbing the achievements of his early partner Gao Shiqing" and so on.

The Demon King looked stunned, only to realize that Guo Guo's father also had a black fan. Before the situation got worse, I hurriedly sent one.

[Art Demon King: @粉红的初恋娱乐, the champion also said yes after playing. 】The picture is a photo of him and Li Yingjun.

After Jiao Qi negotiated with Li Yingjun, he finally pushed the endorsement, only agreeing to let the devil do an outdoor live broadcast. The live broadcast of the scene of playing in the amusement park is charged as a live broadcast advertisement. Mainly, Jiao Qi believes that endorsement of this playground is detrimental to the image of the devil.

"To put it bluntly, do you think my project is low?" Li Yingjun narrowed his peachy eyes, pretending to be angry.

"How come, I have played your company's game live." The devil smiled and showed his little tiger teeth to make a round, and took Li Yingjun to play the girly game themed project.

That is based on a very popular girl-to-girl game produced by Handsome Game Company. The content of the game is the story of the heroine falling in another world, encountering beautiful men of various races, and choosing a beautiful man to farm and fall in love together.

In the photo, the devil wears ears representing the wolf tribe, and Li Yingjun puts on a furry collar of the fox tribe, and rides on the roller coaster "dragon" together, ready to save the trapped "hostess".

Seeing the devil’s post, those relatives and friends who were invited to play followed the trend, "the rich second generation also said yes", "the fat man said yes if he played", "the cousin said yes if he played"... the uniform format is hard and wide, Sit down, Li Yingjun forced everyone to post this. Those black fans who said that Zhang Chenfei deliberately showed affection, after arguing for a while, they disappeared.

After get off work in the evening, Zhang Chenfei asked the Propaganda Department to make a heat analysis report. The report showed that Jiao Qi's popularity on the Internet continued to soar. The godfather expressed his satisfaction, printed out the report and put it in his suit pocket, and sent the driver to pick up the little cutie to his apartment and enjoy the benefits that the owner's father should have.

Jiao Qi rejected the driver sent by Shi Fei and drove home by himself.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Zhang Chenfei wore a golden silk pajamas and sat on the solo sofa with a golden sword. In his hand, he held a tall glass with golden squishy plum pattern. The glass was filled with golden champagne, and there was a small golden retriever on his foot that tried to chew on his toe.

It seems to be extremely rich.

"Have you seen today's hot search?" Zhang Chenfei shook the champagne in his hand and lifted his chin at Jiao Qi.

"Yeah." Jiao Qi replied casually, turning his back to Lao Gong and began to change his clothes.

As the white shirt slipped off, Lord Golden Master's hand holding the goblet tightened. This damn little fairy, knowing that he is a principled person, deliberately seduced him like this. He must be trying to make him unable to control the violation of minors, so as to take the opportunity to ask for more benefits.

"Come here!" Suppressing the sudden rise of anger, Zhang Chenfei poured a sip of champagne into his little wife.

Jiao Qi glanced at him, took a shower in the bathroom first, and then came over unhurriedly: "What are you doing?"

"Fuck you..." reached out and pulled the person to his thigh, gently licked the water bead on Xiaojiao's wife's chin, rubbed his ear and said dumbly, "Hot search is only the first step. Recently, I am planning to invest in movies. Are you happy to be the male number one?"

Jiao Qi narrowed his eyes, unhappy, and wanted to open the dipper.

Shi Fei Technology is a smart brain application, and occasionally makes other investments, but has never been involved in the entertainment industry. Zhang Chenfei, a programmer born, doesn't have an artistic aesthetic at all, so what kind of movie he has cast!

"With so many resources, how do you plan to repay your godfather, huh?" Lord Jinzhu couldn't understand the feelings of the gadgets, and was still harassing dutifully.

"Robust compensation?" Jiao Qi raised his eyebrows and said a line in cooperation with him.

"This is what you said, haha, remember first, wait until the day you are an adult, and see what I do..." The next nasty words were poured into Jiao Qi's ears by Zhang Chenfei. The content was unbelievable, and Jiao Qi suddenly suspected that the script was really "A Story of Country: My Godfather I Don't Want It".

Finding that the little thing in his arms was agitated, the godfather who had successfully molested him smiled triumphantly, and continued to stage "Foster Father's Salty Pig Hand · avi".

After a few days of talking without practicing, Jiao Qi was so uncomfortable that he couldn't keep up. After Zhang Chenfei "passed the house three times without entering", he couldn't bear it and broke the ring again to change his settings.

"Actually, I'm an adult."

"Want to lie to me to commit a crime again?" Godfather was not fooled.

"In order to make his debut earlier, I deliberately reported that the age was younger." Jiao Ximian said without changing his tone, and called up Zhinao's ID card to show him.

The smile on Lord Jin Master's face gradually solidified, and he grasped Jiao Qi's wrist and looked at it carefully. Shocked, injured, unbelievable, all kinds of emotions were staged in turn, finally frozen in deep helplessness, and he sighed: "The water in the entertainment industry is so deep."

Then, do it.

Chapter 48 The Godfather of the Golden Lord, Lightly Love (6) ┃The cold-blooded and ruthless Golden Master decides to teach Jiao Qi a cruel lesson

In the early morning of the next day, Lord Jinzhu woke up in a lazy satiation, looked at the little wife who was still sleeping in his arms, and smacked his lips with aftertaste.

"Called Dad."

"roll!"

"Say or not, eh?"

"Woo..."

Asking him to call him father is just refusing to call and biting people. Zhang Chenfei bullied him badly, and finally made people cry, but he still couldn't hear his father. The stubborn whimper, the beautiful eyes with watery light, the powerful little fangs, just thinking about it... cough cough.

He propped his head with one hand, and traced his other hand in the quilt.

Jiao Qi was awakened soon, slapped his slapped hand, yawned and opened his eyes: "What is the noise in the morning?"

"Heh, you still have the face to sleep." Seeing Xiaojiao's wife so arrogant, suddenly remembered the question that flashed last night, and gradually darkened, "Last night... You weren't the first time, right?"

"what?"

I have slept for seven years, where is the first time.

"Sure enough, I knew it!" I spent money to buy a small daisy to raise, just for the fresh and tender buds, but it turned out to be a white strip in the waves.

Jiao Qi rolled his eyes and sat up: "What else do you know?"

Zhang Chenfei jumped out of the bed, opened the quilt, pointed at the sheets with a grim look: "I didn't see any redness last night, the hymen must have been broken long ago!"

"Boom!" A pillow flew over and hit Zhang Chenfei's face impartially.

Lord Jinzhu was very angry, this arrogant little toy, he is not a virgin, and even dared to beat the godfather, it is really too much to clean up. After being left behind last night, the cold-blooded gold master decided to teach Jiao Qi a cruel lesson-not to cook him breakfast.

Dressed neatly, slammed the door and left, leaving a room with a cold pot and a stove.

Jiao Qi was very helpless, poured some dog food for Guangzong, and drove to the Bansho Canteen for breakfast.

There is a canteen in the Basho Building, which is divided into staff area and high-rise area. As the personal secretary of the president, Yu Yuan shoulders the mission of often accompany the president to dinner, so he also eats in the high-level area. Facing a cage of small buns to feast on, I looked up and saw my boss coming, and immediately raised his hand to greet: "President, here!"

"Today's special offer is fried buns and steamed rice cakes. Would you like to try them? Steamed cakes with seaweed small wontons, well, delicious in the world." Yu Yuan aims to satisfy the CEO and the principle of letting Mr. Zhang rest assured. He is familiar and active. Recommend dishes.

When Jiao Qi ate the hot wontons, he suddenly heard a click, raised his head in confusion, and found that Yu Yuan was putting away his brains in a panic.

"Come here." Jiao Qi looked at him coldly.

The little fat man stretched out his hand tremblingly and turned on the virtual screen of the brain peripherals, which was the chat interface with Zhang Chenfei.

[The wontons and hair cakes I ate today, none of them drank ice. 】Attach a photo just taken.

"When did it start?" Jiao Qi looked away from the screen and asked Yu Yuan in a serious tone. The secretary secretly took photos of the boss and passed them to others. This is a serious violation.

"Go, last year," the two chubby hands rubbed each other anxiously, "that time you didn't have a good lunch for three consecutive days, and you had a stomach ailment. Mr. Zhang gave me this task. I have a bonus."

In the past, I remember to turn off the sound every time I took a picture, and I made a quick decision. This time I forgot to turn off the sound and I was discovered.

Yu Yuan swears to the sky and swears that he took Zhang Chenfei's private job. He was also very cautious. He never took pictures of Jiao Qi's face, only his fingers and food, in case his own brain was leaked by a black picture.

Jiao Qi can still trust the character of the little fat man. But the act of concealing him with Zhang Chenfei is not worthy of encouragement. If he is punished to hand in the bonus given by Zhang Chenfei this month, he will not care about it.

"Hey, can I still take pictures in the future?" Yu Yuan showed two small pear vortices facelessly.

Jiao Qi glanced at him, noncommittal.

He didn't scold him, but acquiesced, Yu Yuan stood up cheerfully: "I'll go get some more raw fry."

When he arrived at Shi Fei's presidential room, the hostess was eating the sandwiches bought by the secretary, and suddenly regretted a little. That little thing was raised by himself, and he didn't know how to cook breakfast at all, so he just left, he must be hungry.

No, you can't be soft-hearted!

While struggling, Zhi Nao received a message and sent a photo from his eyeliner placed beside Jiao Qi. The slender fingers are holding a white porcelain spoon, and a thin-skinned chaos is scooped in the spoon, and it also comes with a gourmet filter, which looks delicious.

Just by looking at the tip of a finger, Zhang Chenfei could recognize his little wife. Damn it, didn't teach him at all!

Because of the dispute over the hymen, Lord Jinzhu ignored his playthings for a day. And the hardened little wife did not contact him either.

In the evening, Jiao Qi gets off work as usual and presses the elevator on the negative floor to pick up the car in the garage. As soon as he opened the door of Maserati's car, he was suddenly caught and pushed into the back seat vigorously.

"Who!" Jiao Qi was taken aback, and he was about to fight back when he got up, but he was swarmed into the arms full of wood and leather fragrance, and immediately relaxed, "Zhang Dadi, what are you nervous about."

"If I weren't here to wait and see, would you plan to escape?" When the door was closed, the cramped space was suddenly full of danger.

"Run your sister, you won't come to pick me up, of course I will drive by myself," Jiao Qi pushed him, trying to sit upright, but Zhang Chenfei tore his shirt uncontrollably, "Hey!"

Looking at the beautiful scenery half-hidden under the shirt, thinking that such a scenery has been seen by others, Zhang Chenfei went crazy with jealousy: "Who is that man? Tell me, and I will forgive you."

"Which man?" Jiao Qi pressed his belt buckle to prevent him from unlocking it. This is Basho's underground garage, which is monitored in real time. He didn't want to be seen by the security guards of his boss car shaking.

"The man who opened the buds for you."

"Open an egg!"

"Oh, he wouldn't say so." Zhang Chenfei threw a new shirt and accessories to Jiao Qi, closed the back seat door and sat in the cab by himself, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the garage.

Jiao Qi replaced the torn shirt: "Where are you going?"

"Hunting," Zhang Chen glanced at Xiaojiao's wife in the rearview mirror, "Since I didn't eat the fresh first bite, then look for another fresh one."

Speaking of this, Jiao Qi's face really became difficult to look. Lord Jinzhu was very proud, just to let him know that the little toys are readily available, and if you want Jiao Family to rise again, you have to be more obedient.

The car parked at the entrance of a luxury hotel. The top floor of this hotel is a famous sky swimming pool, where people often hold parties. Jiao Qi followed Zhang Chenfei into the elevator with a cold expression, and saw that he pressed the top button.

Today is the birthday of Park Mi Nam, owner of DJB Entertainment, and he has also sent an invitation letter to Jiao Qi earlier. However, Jiao Qi can usually push or push this kind of party, and he didn't plan to participate. Pushing open the glass door, loud music suddenly poured into his ears.

It's mid-autumn season, and the weather is a bit cold, so it was not suitable for a pool party. But there are still many handsome men and women in swimsuits, playing around in the crowd. Those who should be the little artists of DJB Entertainment. The relatives and friends who were invited to the party were mostly decent, suits and ties.

"Stay here, godfather, go and say a few words to your friends." Zhang Chenfei let go of the hand holding Jiao Qi, and threw him on a sofa chair, letting him feel that there is no shelter for himself. What kind of field did it fall on? When the scaring is almost complete, I will introduce him to the producer and director.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you are here! It's a great honor!" Seeing Zhang Chenfei, Park Mi-nan immediately dropped the person who was talking and walked over quickly.

"Boss whoring, happy birthday." Zhang Chenfei stretched out his hand to greet him.

"Hey, don't call the prostitute boss, just call Xiaopu."

Park Mi-nam's father is a great Chinese, his mother is Chinese, and DJB is a branch of the DJA company established by his father in Bang Guo. According to Bangguo’s habit, his surname is pronounced "piao", but because friends always joke about him, they have always emphasized the traditional Chinese pronunciation of "pu".

"There is a hot show tonight, you must stay a little longer," Boss Park smiled and looked around, before seeing Jiao Qilai, he winked at Zhang Chen, "Would you like to find someone in a swimsuit to speak with you? Both? It hasn’t been long since I first came to the company, and it’s clean."

Park Mi Nam has never played with Jang Chen Fei, and she usually faces serious occasions. Although I have heard that Mr. Zhang is afraid of his wife, since his wife hasn't come, he must give him a host of hospitality.

"No," Zhang Chenfei frowned slightly. He came here just to teach the little things. As a very picky gold master, not everyone wants them. How can these vulgar fans taste better than the Jiao family young master. "I brought it myself."

I brought it myself... The prostitution boss knew it, and sure enough, a man who was afraid of his wife would also steal fishy. Curious about what top-quality goods Mr. Zhang brought, he followed Zhang Chenfei's fingers and looked at it.

Under the big striped umbrella, a young man wearing a high-definition suit and expensive cufflinks is sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking over with cold eyes. Several producers and directors surrounded him, pouring him wine graciously.

Park Mi-nan's fingertips trembled: "You, what you brought... is Mr. Jiao?"