Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

Obviously, the top floor is also a re-examination design. The ceiling is very high, and an entire bulletproof glass wall faces the beautiful fountain and well-manicured lawn inside the community. Strangely, the noon sunlight that shines in seems to be automatically blocked.

After adjusting, lowering the brightness by two levels, the room is bright but not dazzling.

The entire apartment has an open layout, all internal walls have been removed, and the decoration color is absolutely pure white. She can see the king-size bed covered with soft and fluffy white bedding, and the exquisite white Tiffany lamp on the bedside.

Floor standing mushroom lamp.

The apartment is large in size, with cold marble floors and pure white and soft decoration that makes it look like you are in the clouds.

She stood at the door of the elevator, stunned, unable to take a step.

Cheng Jihang held her with one hand and put the other hand in his trouser pocket. He stood with her with a slight tilt of his head and a smile. He was gentle and beautiful, almost like an angel, except for the huge wings that slowly spread out from his back.

It took a lot of effort to regain her composure. She walked around the king-size bed, then walked around again, and finally couldn't hold it back anymore, "Isn't the house here very expensive?"

Cheng Jihang was a little stunned. He nodded, "Probably."

"So you don't have the money to buy the rest of the furniture, right?"

Otherwise, why would there be nothing in this thousands-square-meter apartment except this bed and this lamp?!

She glanced again at the room, which was as empty as a church hall, to make sure she was not imagining it. There was really nothing in this apartment that seemed to be perfect in every detail!

There is no sofa, no TV, no bookshelf, no kitchen, no tables and chairs, no knives, no debris, no piece of paper, not a speck of dust!

Ji Hang bent his legs and sat down on the bed, "I don't often bring friends back, so it doesn't matter if the house is simple."

He smiled innocently, as if there were countless luxury apartments with an area of ​​1,000 square meters located in luxurious areas in the center of the city with nothing but a bed and a lamp because friends rarely visited in City C.

Gu Wanwan sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed. He should be hung up and beaten to death after showing off his wealth to this extent.

"Then what should you do if you have to eat? What if something suddenly happens at the company? What should you do if your clothes are dirty and you need to change them?" She can think of thousands of "simple but relevant" questions in one minute.

"Oh, you're talking about this." Cheng Jihang clapped his hands, "I have a wardrobe."

Wanwan watched helplessly as the white wall opposite slowly slid to both sides under the sound of his clapping, revealing a cloakroom that was spacious enough for a complete balloon to jump out and then rotate 1080° in place.

Row after row of white shirts, gray, blue and black suits, as well as cleanly wiped watches, cufflinks, and collar pins lying flat in the cabinet - Gu Wanwan slowly stood up and felt

I was so dazzled that I didn't even have the courage to go in and touch it.

"Computers and food can be delivered." Ji Hang didn't take a second glance at the cloakroom. He stood up, walked to the door and took off the white wall-mounted telephone receiver, then turned back to ask her, "Are you hungry? Otherwise,

Come and try it." He hung up the microphone in his hand.

Gu Wanwan stepped forward and looked at the phone with some hesitation. There were no buttons on it. She originally thought it was an access control intercom system.

She turned to look at Ji Hang in confusion. Ji Hang leaned against the wall, looked at her with a gentle smile, and raised his chin at the phone in encouragement.