Dressed As the President’s First Love

In the studio.

The sweet scent of a woman still lingers on the tip of her nose, Lin Zhibin watched dumbfoundedly as Tang Mi was like a proud peacock and was about to leave, without noticing when Qin Sisi was here.

"Brother Lin..."

Qin Sisi was hesitant to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong, Sisi?"

Lin Zhibin lowered his eyes to cover up his absence.

"Brother Lin, do you like Sister Tang too?"

Lin Zhibin was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his thoughts that had been scattered for a moment, "No."

"It's fine if you don't have it." Qin Sisi was immediately happy, "Sister Tang and Cheng are always a couple. If Brother Lin likes Sister Tang too..."

"how?"

"I'm afraid it will be sad."

Lin Zhibin didn't say a word, but stroked her hair as before:

"Go, it will be you in a while."

Qin Sisi carried a long robe and stood under the spotlight under the instructions of the cameraman.

Lin Zhibin raised his eyes and looked not far away. The fairy-like woman just now walked to the place where Qin Sisi was, and she laughed and talked with Xue Qixuan. When she was happy, her peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, as if full of waves of light. Sparkling lake water.

Lin Zhibin looked away blankly.

Xue Qixuan looked at the agent, and bit her ears intimately with Tang Mi: "The prince of Dong Huang is probably...that moved you."

"Chunxin?" Tang Mi looked deeply convinced, "It's possible."

It's just that Chunxin is not sincere.

She doesn't believe that under the powerful aura of the heroine Mary Su, she can push the corner of the wall with a kiss on her face. How many years have passed since Qing Dynasty.

"Don't Xiao Tang believe in his attraction to men?"

"Believe it."

Tang Mi raised her eyebrows and looked at the man with peach blossom makeup, her eyes seemed to be dyed with spring under the shining of nails above her head.

Stabbed by this uncontained bright light, Xue Qixuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly chuckled.

Men and women of diet, needless to say, will understand.

Xue Qixuan knew that Tang Mi saw his sexual interest in her, and also knew that she didn't want to take the move.

"Go back and remember to go through my WeChat friends."

Xue Qixuan didn't entangle him either. Although a woman aroused his interest temporarily, it was not enough to make him gloomy, although he wanted to try his soft waist and slender legs.

Tang Mi nodded.

"I'll put on some makeup."

Xue Qixuan lazily flicked his sleeves and went to the dressing room.

After taking a single photo, there are also two photos, a group photo.

It's already six o'clock when all the shots are finished.

The sky was dark, the neon lights flickered, and the light rain was pattering.

The sudden rain dilutes the interest of most people, and the assistant director clapped his hands and shouted to dismiss, and he stopped thinking about going to a big meal.

Tang Mi said goodbye to Tony and others, and harvested a lot of business cards. With the photographer's reluctance, he refused Xue Qixuan's private invitation and went straight to Li Rong's golf.

When she got home, Aunt Zhang had already left.

The food was hot in the steamer, and the two of them ate a meal comfortably, and lay down on the sofa in unison.

Tang Mi stood for a day, and his legs were almost not his own.

"Hey, is Xue Qixuan interested in you?"

"It's not intentional, it's true that it's sexual." Tang Mi fiddled with the fruit machine in his hand, thinking that Xue Qixuan said that through the application and opening WeChat, there was a red dot.

[Cool at the age of three] Request to be your WeChat friend.

The avatar is eight-pack abs, and the air of showiness almost overflows the screen—don’t think about it, it must be Xue Qixuan.

I just passed it and found that another application came.

[Cry] Request to be your WeChat friend. The avatar is a corner of today's studio shot.

The crew?

Tang Mi was still wondering who it was, and another same application came over there, but this time there was a note, Lin Zhibin.

This is really the sun coming out from the west.

Li Rong nibbled the apple in her hand next to her, "Oh, even this Buddha has moved her heart?"

The agent of the co-artist, even if there is something important, it should be Li Rong.

"No, don't look at me, don't add me."

Li Rong shook her blank friend application page.

Don Mi clicked through.

The other party's circle of friends is lackluster, except for landscape photos and occasional moods.

The gossip girl threw the phone away.

"Post a message in the past."

Li Rong is full of meaning when watching a good show. In the studio, no one else saw it, but she saw it really.

"This matter, whoever takes the initiative, will fail."

Tang Mi bounced lightly from the sofa with one hand and said, "I'm going to have a dance, Rong Rong, you can record it for me and post on Weibo later."

"Yeah."

Li Rong has become accustomed to it.

To be an artist, in addition to tearing up resources, you have to find ways to solidify your fans.

Tang Mi is a drama with a little girl, and it's still a hot chicken online drama. Although it has attracted a small part of its popularity with her bright appearance, Weibo fans, except for some of the zombie fans bought, can only exceed 3 million.

After dancing and taking a shower, he successfully uploaded the video. Looking at the compliments that popped up immediately under the comments, Tang Mi felt happy.

【My Mimi! Beautiful waist and legs are more beautiful! 】

【Indulge in lumi. 】

[Since I became a fan of my microphone, I’ve been surrounded by dogs, bye bye manually. jpg. 】

"Don't look, Xue Qixuan has sent you a message."

Li Rong threw her mobile phone over.

Tang Mi opened it and took a look.

[It's cool at three years old]: Asleep?

Old drivers understand typical sultry routines.

[Tang Tang Tang]; ready to go to bed, good night Xue brother=￣ω￣=

If you don't want to continue talking, and don't want to offend people, this way of ending the topic is the safest, and the cute emojis are added at the end, which immediately makes people feel unpleasant.

[It’s cool at three years old] I sent a crying emoticon package.

Tang Mi closed her phone, she now has a prey, it's really... a pity.

Xue Qixuan also looks quite delicious, with good abdominal muscles.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly, an unfamiliar call.

...Isn't it?

Tang Mi answered the phone suspiciously, and a slightly familiar voice came from the other side, not Xue Qixuan.

"Miss Tang, I'm Mr. Cheng's personal assistant, my surname is Sun."

Sun Special Assistant?

Tang Mi raised her eyebrows, "Special Assistant Sun, who called in the evening, did Cheng always have any instructions?"

"Regarding the last 20 million check and your contract with Tianyin Entertainment, there are some details that you need to discuss with Zhengheng."

Tang Mi's smile changed when he remembered the rejection outside the car window last time.

"What time?"

"Tomorrow at 8:30, I will wait for Miss Tang to drive on the first floor of Zhengheng on time."

"Sun Te is polite."

Tang Mi hung up the phone politely and poked Li Rong:

"Rong'er, how about sleeping in Ai's bedroom tonight? I will send Ai's family to the palace tomorrow."

"twitter."

Li Rong took the order.

The two immediately laughed and became a group.

———

It rained all night, and when I woke up the next day, the road was still wet.

The wind is a bit cold on the body.

Windy day.

Tang Mi still stubbornly put on a white fairy skirt, showing beautiful curvy legs, and a snow-white lotus root arm. After rubbing in front of the makeup mirror for more than half an hour, she put on a simple makeup before she was willing to go out.

Li Rong's long-sleeved gown was still trembling, and when he came out of the Zhengheng Group's underground garage and pressed the elevator, his lips were still purple.

Seeing Miss Tang's face in the cold wind passing through the border, her face remained unchanged, and her shoulders didn't even flinch, Li Rong once again admired this person's persistence in pursuing Meishi.

On the first floor, it was a bit early, a quarter past eight.

Sun Special Assistant hasn't come yet.

Tang Mi stood there for a while, and she was recognized by the front desk. The little pitiful who waited from morning to night that day, could it be that today...was waiting again?

A kind-hearted persuaded her:

"This lady, the Mr. He you are waiting for is probably not from our company."

Such a pretty girl is still an infatuation.

Tang Mi recognized that she was the one who gave her bottle of water, and smiled kindly: "I'll wait for Special Assistant Sun."

"But Sun Tebu said last time that he doesn't have to come again."

Another person also persuaded her to go back.

At this moment, a group of people hurriedly came from outside, surrounded by bodyguards in black clothes and black trousers, Sun Te helped jogging behind with a briefcase, leading the man with a slender stature and a cold face, and he walked extremely fast.

The front desk closed his mouth tightly: Oh my God, Mr. Cheng!

The female employees of Zhengheng Group, regardless of whether they are married or not, one of them counts as one of them, Mr. Cheng's "little" fans.

Seeing that the pedestrian was going to blow by the wind as usual, no one expected Cheng to stop when he passed the front desk. Amidst the suffocating gazes of the little fans, he glanced at Tang Mi with a low voice:

"Hurry up and keep up!"

—What, it turned out to be looking for this vixen?

Even the title has changed.

Tang Mi curled her lips and blinked at the front desk, "Thank you!"

After speaking, he followed Cheng Hao's pace very naturally and walked side by side with him.

Cheng Hao's pace was a little slower.

Sun Tezhu quickly opened the exclusive elevator and stepped aside: "Ms. Cheng, Miss Tang, please."

The front desk stared at this scene in a daze, dumbfounded.

"Why is Special Assistant Sun so polite to her?"

"What you should ask is why there are other women next to the president! Ah, ah, I'm broken in love..."

Everyone in the company knows that even a mother fly is not close by the CEO.

Tang Mi followed Cheng Hao to the top floor.

An entire floor was turned into offices, and she saw the bar, the fitness area, and of course, the office area.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun is not strong today, softly spilled in, and the golden fragments fell.

Tang Mi sat in the corner of the beige sofa and stayed away from the light-a joke, sunscreen is useful, but if you can minimize direct sunlight, it is the best way to keep your skin white.

There was a short smile in Cheng Hao's eyes, still the same.

"Te help Sun made an appointment with Tianyin and Shanda for you, and their personnel director will come over later, and you will be ready for the tripartite talks."

"Are all appointments here?"

Tang Mi frowned for an instant.

She really remembered the 20 million condition that Cheng Hao wanted her contract.

Tianyin Entertainment originally focused on music, but has only stepped into the film and television industry in recent years. The resources of film and television are actually quite abusive. Coupled with the fact that there are many queens and queens on the head, the resources that have been sprinkled on her newly signed Xiaoxi Mi are almost non-existent.

Even the last small web drama was obtained by Li Rong begging grandpa to tell grandma to spread resumes everywhere.

Recently, there has been some water splash, and the company has only paid attention to her. She is about to switch to the portal. Speaking of which, Tianyin itself must be very irritating.

Now Cheng Hao is also calling the family together, this show operation...

"Yes, it's easy and convenient."

Mao is simple and convenient—

Tang Mi saw the narrowness of his eyes flashing by, embarrassing her is the real intention, right?

"Whatever you think."

The author has something to say: Mimi: …hmph, catch up with him, then dump him.