Heads Up Hollywood

Tang En did not participate in the evening entertainment. First, I flew from Moscow to the capital for seven or eight hours, and then visited the headquarters of China Film Group in the afternoon. I was really tired.

I got into Miss Zhang's car and went directly to her apartment.

The location is in Xishan, a luxurious high-end apartment area.

Ms. Zhang's home is on the 16th floor. It is a duplex with an area of ​​more than 300 square meters. The decoration is very high-end.

For the dinner, Ms. Zhang has to prepare it herself, very sincerely.

Not only that, she also brought out a set of blue men's home clothes, a casual T-shirt and mid-size shorts for Tang En.

Tang En frowned, "Did someone else wear it?"

Ms. Zhang said coquettishly: "Brother Tang, what are you talking about? This is newly bought by me specially for you. If you don't believe me, you can ask Tiantian. Besides, it's not like you don't know that I don't have a boyfriend yet. Are you here to buy it?" The first man in my family."

Qingtian nodded seriously and said, "That's it. Sister Ziyi and I went to the department store to buy it, and it cost more than 500 yuan. Later, she also said that the newly bought clothes were not suitable for wearing next to the body, so she asked me to wash them." over again."

Miss Zhang almost died of anger.

This is sweet, stupefied! Take credit from me?

Sure enough, Tang En looked much better. He took the pajamas and said with a smile, "You are still the most obedient."

Qingtian smiled shyly, and said softly: "Godfather, you sit here and watch TV for a while, Ziyi and I will cook for you."

Miss Zhang gave her a dark look.

In order to be able to arrange Tang En well, she took great pains and even learned cooking skills, but in the end it was someone else who was favored.

There are newcomers and forget the old ones.

Men are all alike!

Miss Zhang gritted her teeth angrily.

Qingtian was a little guilty, and didn't dare to provoke her, so she quietly slipped into the bathroom to wash clothes by herself.

Her clothes are high-end, precious, and must be washed by hand.

As a result, not long after, a heartbroken scream came from the bathroom.

Tang En was watching TV quite bored, when he heard the sound, he hurried over, and saw Qingtian sitting on a small plastic stool sulking, her face flushed red with anger.

There is a green washbasin in front of her, and a black skirt is soaked in it.

It was the one she was wearing today.

Tang En appeared, a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

"Godfather..." Qing Tian's aggrieved eyes were red, she stood up, and threw herself into Tang En's arms.

At this time, Qingtian also changed into home clothes.

The upper body is a narrow red short sleeve with a big Mickey Mouse pattern embroidered on the front. The lower body is a pair of white shorts, revealing two straight and slender white legs.

When Tang En was in Moscow, he "persecuted" ten pairs of long, white, straight legs, all of which were whiter, longer, and taller than Qingtian's.

But from a glance, Qing Tian's legs are still more delicate and tender.

Tang En hugged her lightly, and an elegant girly breath poured into his arms, soft and graceful, very beautiful, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Did you fall down?"

At this time, Qingtian also realized that she was leaning against his arms, blushing a little, quite shy. But when he thought about what happened just now, he was quite annoyed, raised his head, pouted and said: "Godfather, I was cheated!"

"what happened?"

"I bought fake and shoddy."

"fake?"

Tang En didn't know whether to laugh or cry, as if he wanted to understand something, "Could it be this dress?"

Qingtian puffed her mouth and said: "Sister Ziyi told me a few days ago... that her godfather was coming to China, so I specially spent more than 10,000 yuan to buy this Chanel dress in a specialty store in Wangfujing , turned out to be cheated!"

Tang En was slightly startled, "Wangfujing? No way?"

"It's true!" Qingtian was very aggrieved. She is not a big star yet, and her only income is the 350,000 yuan salary of "Mulan". In the end, she actually bought a fake product and bent over to catch it. Skirts in basins.

It's summer, and what she's wearing is cool in itself.

Narrow at the top and short at the bottom, this bending is good, directly revealing a large waist and buttocks skin, white as snow, jade and charming. In particular, a small piece of red inner edge is exposed, which is even more visually impactful.

Needless to say, it's beautiful!

The beautiful young girls with yellow flowers that Tang En had worked with...there are really dozens of them. In just one night in Moscow alone, there were a total of 10 of them gathered.

But the experience of being so excited about Qingtian, even peeping a little bit of inner feelings, is really insignificant.

It was probably the first year of crossing, and I didn't really integrate into the upper class of the United States, and I only experienced it when the hanging silk mentality was at work.

It seems that the feelings of the previous life are very important.

Under such sentiments, big-name female stars in Europe and the United States may not be as attractive as the little stars who looked up to in previous lives.

At this time, Qing Tian stood up again, she didn't notice Tang En's unsatisfactory eyes, she held her black skirt in her hand, and said angrily: "Godfather, look, the line is open here! Look here, the fabric is all torn and can’t be worn! I was afraid of breaking it, so I washed it by hand gently, and didn’t dare to use the washing machine.”

Tang En took a closer look and found that it was indeed the case.

The dress was so damaged that it was impossible to repair it.

"Wait! You said this is Chanel?" Tang En blinked, with a strange expression on his face.

Qingtian didn't understand what it meant, and said sadly: "Yes, I bought it for more than 10,000 yuan, and I only wore it once, but it ended up like this after washing..."

Tang En twitched the corner of his mouth, paused, and said, "Tomorrow I will go to CCTV for inspection, you can go with my team, to see the world and increase your knowledge."

Qing Tian was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, then nodded: "Oh, good. But this skirt... no, I'm going to complain."

Tang En waved his hand and said with a smile: "Forget it, there is no reason to complain, you don't understand luxury goods."

Qingtian blinked, with a dazed look on her face, "What's wrong?"

Tang En said: "The world's top luxury fashion like Chanel... can't be washed, not washed, not dry cleaned."

"Huh? What if it gets dirty?"

"Throw it away."

"Throw it away?" Qingtian was stunned, feeling her outlook on life collapsed, "You have to throw away more than 10,000 dresses if they get dirty? Isn't that too wasteful?"

"That's why it's called a luxury." Tang En shrugged, stretched out his hand to stroke her smooth hair, and said with a smile, "It's okay. Is 300,000 a month enough for your godfather to support you in the future?" ?”

"ah?"

Qing Tian was dumbfounded.

300000!

Still just pocket money?

Will there be every month?

It turns out that this is the life of the rich.

The skirt is thrown away after wearing it once, and the monthly pocket money... is 300,000 yuan!

"Godfather!"

After being stunned for a moment, Qingtian immediately screamed excitedly, threw herself into Tang En's arms happily, raised her pretty red face, and said happily: "Enough, enough! Godfather, you are so kind!"

...

Dinner is very rich.

Eight dishes, two soups, and a bottle of red wine.

It was rare to have a home-cooked meal in such an environment. Tang En was very useful, and praised with satisfaction: "Well, it's well done, and you have a heart."

When Ms. Zhang heard this, tears almost came down.

God!

It's not easy for you to boast.

After dinner, Miss Zhang wanted to arrange for Tang En to watch the home theater.

Tang En was not interested, "Is the bedroom upstairs? There are a lot of things to do tomorrow, so go to bed early."

"oh."

Ms. Zhang got up in a hurry, led the way, and went up to the second floor, "There are 3 bedrooms here. Brother Tang, go to the one on the left. That's my bedroom. I packed everything and the bedding is new. There is also an attached bathroom.”

Tang En entered the bedroom, and the decoration was indeed very feminine, "Okay, let's go to this one."

Miss Zhang showed a charming smile.

Then he rushed downstairs, walked to the side of Qingtian who was sitting on the sofa with a nervous face, and said in a low voice: "Still sitting stupidly? Brother Tang is taking a shower, you go!"

Qing Tian forced a bitter face, "Sister, really... really want to go?"

Ms. Zhang said angrily: "What do you think? Are you still pretending to be stupid with me? Is the pocket money of 300,000 yuan a month given to you for nothing?"

"I know, I... I... I'm just a little scared." Qingtian looked very nervous and timid.

Miss Zhang stared and said, "It's already this time, what's the use of being afraid?"

Qing Tian pulled out a long voice, pleading, "Sister..."

Ms. Zhang recalled the past when she first entered the entertainment circle, and she couldn't bear it. She sighed and said softly: "Tiantian, sister is not hurting you, but helping you. You want to enter the entertainment circle and become a big star Don't you have to be like this? You are the first time, how precious, Tang En is happy, how can he not spoil you? Do you know why he loves to answer me? Is it because of me..."

"Do foreigners care about this too?"

"What do you think?"

Miss Zhang retorted, then immediately slowed down her tone, and said softly: "We women, especially women in the entertainment industry, the most important thing is to rely on a good man. You can save the first time until now, and then How lucky to leave it to Tang En, do you know how much my sister envies you?"

Qingtian lowered her head and nodded slightly.

The checkpoint in my heart seems to have passed.

Miss Zhang said again: "You go upstairs now, and then hand over your body. At that time, you will definitely be more popular than Xiaolongnv, maybe even I will be in your glory in the future."

Qingtian took a deep breath, and said softly: "Sister Ziyi, I understand, I'll go right away."

After speaking, he stood up and went to the second floor.

"Wait a moment!"

Miss Zhang suddenly stopped her.

Qing Tian turned her head back, "What's wrong?"

"That...uh..." Ms. Zhang was a little bit embarrassed, and hesitated to speak.

Qingtian asked blankly: "Sister, is there anything else?"

Miss Zhang blushed unknowingly, and whispered: "If... I mean if... If you can't bear it, you can call me, just shake me with your phone."

"Can't bear it? What do you mean?" Qingtian blinked her beautiful big eyes, her face confused.

Ms. Zhang was so angry, she gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Tang is very good at sleeping with women. This is the first time for you. Do you think you can stand it?"

Qing Tian suddenly realized, her face was purple, even her ears were red, she was ashamed and embarrassed, she stomped her feet lightly, "Sister!"

"Okay, you go, if you can't do it, ask me for help!" Ms. Zhang waved her hand.

Qingtian lowered her head shyly and went upstairs.