Gong Sheng helped Yun Qiao go back to the store to get the bag, and when he came back, he was dumbfounded by Yun Qiao's demon scene—
I saw the little woman lying on the flat passenger seat, fiddling with the remote control in her hand, and muttering blankly: "Why is the music playing so strange? Why does this massage chair always hit my legs? "
She clicked and clicked, and the seat vibrated even more, making her little white feet dangle all over the chair!
What's more terrible is that the car audio is also extremely loud: "Mmm~mmmm! Mmmmm!"
A long series of indescribable sounds came out of the car window, causing passers-by to look sideways with shock on their faces.
Gong Sheng snatched the remote control speechlessly and adjusted it a few times.
Finally, the seat becomes a soothing ball massage, soft and rhythmic.
The sound has also become normal classical music, dignified and stylish.
Yun Qiao looked curiously at the row of English buttons on the remote control: "What kind of ant characters are these... Why did you become obedient as soon as you fiddled with it? And the music I played just now is so strange, it looks like a fight... "
Gong Sheng: "..."
The little woman's stupid and cute appearance made him unable to get angry, so he could only patiently explain to her: "It's an adult program on the night radio station."
"What do you mean?" Yun Qiao flapped her long eyelashes like a curious baby.
But obviously, the man doesn't want her to know too much about the adult content.
"Some very low-key content is not suitable for you to listen to." Gong Sheng briefly explained, and changed the subject, "When will the program you filmed in France be aired?"
When it comes to work, Yun Qiao is full of blood: "It will be broadcast next week! Oh, I'm looking forward to it..."
Seeing her satisfied look, Gong Sheng was also happy for her: "You have put in so much effort, participated in the interview, and are still traveling abroad. Your hard work pays off, and the ratings will definitely be guaranteed. Don't worry."
Yun Qiao blinked her big eyes, with a confident expression on her face: "I'm not worried, I'm just looking forward to it. When it's broadcast, how much traffic will my Little Fairy Pharmacy's advertisement bring and how much sales will it increase? Hey, hey , did you know that Zhang Xiaoyan gave me a program titled advertisement for free, and I was not charged a penny for the advertisement fee! Do you understand the title advertisement? It is the kind of advertisement that is put on the title of the program, for example, we call it "Running "Goddess", then what is shown on the TV is "Little Fairy~Running Goddess". Do you think it's amazing or not? Are you looking forward to it? It feels like a lot of money is running towards me, hehehe... "
Gong Sheng was speechless: "...!"
Would the president of a country not understand the title advertisement?
This stupid and cute guy in love has been looking forward to it for a long time, not looking forward to professional achievements in acting, but counting money like a money fan? ?
I endured it, and coaxed her with a good temper: "Well, the money is not enough, I will subsidize you to place more advertisements. For example, the advertisement space behind the prime-time news program is very difficult to get. I will help you apply... "
In the end, Yun Qiao interrupted him rudely: "No need. My clients are all cute girls, and no one likes to watch those boring news programs. What prime time? It's worthless to us, useless! "
Gong Sheng: "..."
What
The prime-time advertisement that can only be snatched by the presence of his presidential palace has become like rubbish for stupid women? !
He was almost mad at him.
In her eyes, he is a useless man, right