Gossip King

The skin on Yuzhi's body began to turn pink, the coldness in the dream was exceptionally gentle and obedient, while the self in the dream was extremely noble and in control of everything. This is the interpersonal relationship that Yuzhi has long been accustomed to: she has always been aloof .

Gao Leng gently hugged her up, and then gently put her on the bed, lest she be unhappy, pleased and strong, everything was in line with her imagination.

This dream is so beautiful.

"Oh my God, it's no wonder that Lin Zhi is so greedy for him." Yu Zhi was picked up by Gao Leng and felt the strength of the man's body. She stretched out her hand and gently touched the man's chest in front of her. It was hard, Yu who was gently placed on the bed. His eyes moved down.

(⊙o⊙)……

Forgive me for using graphics instead of words to describe Uzhi's expression.

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I don’t know if I can describe it like that...Well, I just write things like that~

In short, Uzhi was shocked, deeply shocked, even though she was in a dream, even though she controlled everything in the dream, she instinctively drew back and jumped back after seeing it, unable to slow down for a long time. .

The heart beat fiercely.

"Teacher Yuzhi, then I'm not welcome." Gao Lengxie smiled and turned on his horse.

Dingdong...Dingdong...

At the critical moment when it was about to merge, Uzhi, who was sleeping in a daze and looking forward, seemed to hear a piercing ringtone, and she tried to ignore the piercing sound.

Ding-dong...ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong... The harsh ringtone rang against her more quickly, without any intention to stop.

Yu Zhimeng opened her eyes and blinked. There was no high coldness about to enter her body... She suddenly realized that this was a dream.

Realizing this, Uzhi's face was filled with disappointment and annoyance.

Dingdong...dingdongdingdongdingdongdingdongdingdong...the doorbell rang again.

Uzhi was almost about to explode in anger. She jumped up from the bed, stretched out her hand and took a large bath towel and wrapped herself casually. She only felt that the buttocks were wet. She wiped it and quickly ran to the door to look out of the cat's eye: Agent Standing outside the door with a thermos, needless to say, the soup is ready.

It's really ten years in a dream...

Just about to start, it's actually an hour and a half?

Uzhishou opened the door a little bit, and shouted at the agent angrily: "Don't drink!"

With a bang, the car door closed, and the agent was dumbfounded with the soup in the thermos bucket. Before he could react, the car door opened again, and Yu Yizhi's face was angry and threw another sentence: "Don't disturb me!"

boom! The door of the car was closed again, full of anger and misery.

"Why... what's the matter?" The manager Mu Ruo dumbfounded, and U Zhi cares about the opinions of outsiders, let alone screaming like that. Even if he is angry, he just sneered with majesty and boundlessness. A slight sneer is enough. , Such a gaffe is really rare, and the agent who has always been with her can't react.

"Continue to sleep, continue to sleep, continue..." Uzhi ran to the bed with a crying voice, got into the quilt and muttered with his eyes tightly closed: "Drink soup and a ghost! Just about to go in. Going in, going in!! Keep going, don't stop!!!"

I closed my eyes motionless for five minutes.

After making a jump, Yu Zhi cried and sat up, scratching his hair and yelling: "Why can't it be renewed? It can't be renewed!"

The dream was interrupted at the most critical moment, and the roar of the collapsed Uzhi filled the entire RV, just as she could not vent her desire.

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"Boss, I have contacted Yuzhi. She is currently shooting in the northwest. There are plane tickets tonight, do you want to book?" Jian Xiaodan stood at the Gao Leng desk and said, "I will contact her agent. Yes, the other party is happy to communicate with us about the summit."

"Her mother's charity dumplings are amazing." Gao Leng touched his chin and said slowly.

"Your idea is really good." Jian Xiaoshan looked at Gao Leng in admiration, and handed him a pile of materials in his hand: "I have talked about charity matters with the business association. They agree with this kind of charity."

"Please the wife's group to support the veterans, and you don't need to ask those stars to make the miasma. Of course, the association will support it." Gao Leng took the information and turned over: "Wang Hui has just been appointed as the vice president of the business association. He seeks stability in everything. Charity is the most stable charity."

“Enterprises are also very supportive. Many people like low-key charity these days. Companies don’t show up, and their wives come forward to support them, and they have face and status.” Jian Xiaodan smiled: “Only some people really like charity and should be low-key. Part of it is just for the sake of face."

Low-key philanthropy is extremely popular in the upper class. Really decent big families look down on people who donate hundreds of thousands of dollars to publicize it. However, the so-called low-key is just that the people don't know it, and it is always well known in the circle.

Mrs. Charity has several organizations. Who donated and how much they donated, these women know in private. This is related to the family’s goodwill and aristocratic feeling in the circle. The enterprise needs the common people to know, and the entrepreneur’s family needs to be in themselves 'S circle of friends has a certain status.

Low-key philanthropy can enhance their family status.

"Yuzhi's mother has been doing charity for many years, and she enjoys a high reputation among the wives in the business circle. This old lady is truly helping people, but not just for the sake of face." Gao Leng took a piece of information and looked at it. The above recorded the amount of donations made by Yuzhi’s mother in these years, which was as high as tens of millions. Gao Leng pointed to the series of figures: “Only such a family can educate Yuzhi's atmospheric actors.”

Having said this, Gao Leng paused for a moment, and the appearance of Uzhi in the room that day appeared before his eyes...

Atmosphere and Mensao can be so perfectly combined, Yuzhi, he thought.

"Do you want to book a ticket?" Jian Xiaodan asked.

Gao Leng did not answer. He looked at the pile of materials in his hand and thought carefully, and finally nodded: "Well, I will go over, I will call her, and we can cooperate with her on this matter."

"Charity is her mother's sole responsibility. It has nothing to do with Yuzhi." Jian Xiaodan was puzzled.

"I have a good idea. As long as she wants, we can not only ask her mother to come out for charity, but also cooperate with her. It is very beneficial to her. Go out and I will call her."

Zi Zi Zi, Yu Zhi's phone vibrated.

"Who is calling at this time." Yu-chih, who was on the bed with his eyes closed and trying to "continue to sleep", became even more angry when he heard the vibration of the mobile phone. Finished dreams are finished.

She picked up the phone in a frenzy, her face wrinkled into toilet paper, but the "toilet paper" stretched out the moment she saw the caller ID.

"Gao Leng!" Yu Zhiteng sat up, looking at the flashing screen, the corners of her mouth twitched, raised slightly, her finger hurriedly toward the "answer" point, but she suddenly left when she was about to click.

Her eyes rolled and she was striving for a plan.