Chu Zheng ignored his nonsense: "Where's your assistant?"
"No assistant." Feng Wang suddenly snorted angrily.
For someone like Feng Wang, will Lan Ling assign him an assistant
Chuzheng didn't believe it at all.
Chuzheng took out the phone.
"Who are you calling?" Feng Wang immediately said, "Don't call Lan Ling."
Chuzheng stopped and glanced at him coldly: "Your assistant's phone number?"
"How can I remember an assistant's phone number." Feng Wang pouted, very arrogant: "Go away, I don't need anyone to accompany me."
Chuzheng: "… "
I do want to go.
The bastard is not allowed.
Trying to be a good person today.
Chuzheng pulled out the chair next to him and sat down.
Feng Wang looked sideways: "Why don't you leave? I won't give you a second look if you stay, don't think about my beauty!"
are you crazy!
You have beauty, don't I? !
I'm better than you... well, not as pretty as you.
Chuzheng rolled her eyes and decided to ignore him and brush her phone on her own.
Chuzheng ignored him, and Feng Wang couldn't turn the waves.
Feng Wang didn't come out with his cell phone, so he could only stare at Chu Zheng—watch her swipe her cell phone.
Even in the middle of the night, the enthusiasm of Feng Wang for beating reporters did not diminish. The night owl passers-by and the army of black fans were tirelessly counting Feng Wang's crimes.
Of course, there are also some Yangou in it - don't care what he has done, only care about his appearance.
Chuzheng summarizes: vase, playing big names, lacking quality, suppressing newcomers, disrespecting seniors...
Too much.
In short, he has all the faults that will appear in the artist.
What the artist does not have, he also has it.
So alive and kicking, how did it get darkened
Chuzheng quietly swiped his phone, Feng Wang stared for a while, his eyes were a little sore, he lay on the bed with his back to Chuzheng.
He didn't sleep either, just opened his eyes and stared at the void.
There is nothing in the eyes, like a silent nothingness, if you step in, you will be drowned by the darkness of nothingness.
-
Feng Wang woke up the next day and opened his eyes to see Lan Ling.
"What did she tell you?"
"What?" Lan Ling looked tired.
"The artist you signed."
"Chuzheng? What does it have to do with her?" Lan Ling was suspicious.
Didn't she say that
Feng Wang frowned, "How did you know I was here?"
"There is a friend of mine in the hospital who told me that." Lan Ling was so angry that he akimbo: "I have warned you not to drink alcohol, but you don't listen. It's alright now, you're in the hospital, you're satisfied!"
"… "
Lan Ling pointed at him as a lesson.
When she left, she asked him if he was okay, he said it was fine, it was all right...
As a result, he turned around and went to the hospital.
Lan Ling wanted to rub him against the bed.
Feng Wang occasionally talked back, probably because his stomach ailment had not recovered, and his combat power was not as strong as Lan Ling's.
In the end, Lan Ling was afraid that he would be photographed in the hospital, so she would be busy again when she wrote one, two, three, four, five.
Therefore, Feng Wang was immediately discharged from the hospital and brought him back.
"You are not allowed to make any response to the beating of the reporter, take care of your stomach! Don't make a fool of me!" Lan Ling ordered Feng Wang to recuperate at home.
"Oh."
Lan Ling said a lot.
Feng Wang was paralyzed on the sofa, only he knew whether he listened or not.
"That... the artist you signed with, give me a call." When Lan Ling was leaving, Feng Wang suddenly asked her for Chuzheng's phone number.
"What?" Lan Ling frowned.
Feng Wang said confidently: "Didn't she also live here, everyone will be colleagues in the future, isn't it normal to exchange numbers?"
Lan Ling seemed to think that Feng Wang's words made sense, and under consideration, he still gave him Chuzheng's number.
Feng Wang got the number, and immediately asked the guilt aggressively.
Feng Wang: Did you file a complaint with Lan Ling
Feng Wang: If you don't answer me, I know it's you who complained, little junior sister, you can't be like this, you will be put on small shoes.
Feng Wang: The text message has been read, what do you mean by not replying to me
Feng Wang: Come back to me if you have the ability! (message sending failed)
Feng Wang held the phone and stared at the words, as if to see a flower.
Did this block him? !
Late Chuzheng!
Good job! !
Feng Wang opened WeChat, entered his mobile phone number, and applied to add it.
The other party rejected your friend request.
Feng Wang took a deep breath.
add again.
The other party rejected your friend request.
Feng Wang: "… "
Feng Wang put down his phone, walked to the drawer next to him, took out the medicine bottle, poured out two and ate it.
He glanced at the medicine in the bottle, there was not much left...
Feng Wang threw the medicine bottle back and didn't touch his phone again.
-
Chu Zheng has no time to answer Feng Wang.
She has business to do.
[Main quest: Please get the 'Tivian' jewelry endorsement within ten days. 】
Van Loya and Tivian are both benchmarks in the jewelry world.
Win their endorsements, the status of the stars will follow.
According to the current status of the original owner, there is no such endorsement at all.
Now she wants to win this endorsement within ten days.
Isn't this embarrassing her little cutie
Tivian, a jewelry maker, is short of money
Short of money? !
But don't want to be reeled...
At the beginning, the zheng became a pufferfish, and finally had to find a way to do the task.
Poor and helpless little pity.
Tivian hasn't been looking for a spokesperson lately.
The domestic spokesperson is actress Tan Xin.
The original owner Zeng Jin had acted with her, and she was not very easy to get along with.
Chuzheng flipped through Tivian's official Weibo, but there was not much useful information.
However, money can make ghosts run the mill, you can't find it outside, you can find it from the inside.
Chuzheng soon gets the exact news that Tivian is looking for a spokesperson for the new series 'The Fire'.
Jewelry companies with deep pockets have nowhere to burn if they have money. Every time a new series is launched, they have to find a spokesperson.
The bastard didn't say what kind of endorsement, so this is also feasible.
The problem now is that the other party in this series did not openly look for spokespersons. Obviously, they do not want to use these stars, or they do not want to let people go through the back door, so the invitation system is adopted. The invited artists can audition, and they have to sign a non-disclosure agreement.
Here comes the question - how do I get the invitation letter from Tivian
"Sister Chuzheng, I have already washed the clothes." Liangxi wiped her hands and came out: "Do you have anything else for me to do?"
Chuzheng looked up at Liangxi, an ADHD child, and said, "You can send the porridge on the table to Fengwang."
Liangxi's face changed slightly, and he said, "Sister Chuzheng... can you not go?"
"how?"
Chuzheng asked calmly, but Liangxi was a little frightened.
Liangxi tugged at the corner of his clothes: "I... look at him... I'm a little afraid of him."
Chuzheng didn't embarrass Liangxi.
Deliver it yourself
Think beautifully.
Chuzheng called and asked the staff of the apartment to send it over.
For such an apartment, the monthly property fee is terribly high, and the natural service is also corresponding.
As long as they can do it, they will do what they want.