Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

As the saying goes, if someone is unlucky enough to drink cold water, their teeth will be clogged. After transferring to the subway, Gu Banwan encountered a rare subway obstacle. By the time the repairs were completed and operations resumed, it was already past eight o'clock when she arrived at Mingchen Media.

Although she had already sent text messages to Sukarno on the way, apologizing and saying that they could meet again tomorrow if he couldn't wait, Sukarno responded that it didn't matter, he happened to have something to do at the company, so don't worry, just take your time.

The tone of his text message was modest and soft, and Wanwan had a crush on him even before they met.

After meeting each other, the favorability level became even higher - all the employees in Mingchen seemed to be off work, and there was only one boy in the big lounge. He was standing with his back to the door, reaching for cookies from the cabinet on the top. He

He is not very tall, probably less than half a head taller than her. He is 1.76 meters tall. He is wearing a soft gray hoodie. His hair is a little light in color and reflects maroon light under the light. His side face has soft skin.

Crystal white, with soft lines, a white-gold Labrador dog sits at his feet, its otter-like tail wagging back and forth.

Labrador noticed the person coming from behind before he did, his ears twitched, he stood up and turned and tilted his head to look at her.

Gu Wanwan couldn't help but laugh, squatted down and touched its head, "Hey, hello, dog, I'm Gu Wanwan."

When Sukarno heard her footsteps, he also turned around, with crooked eyebrows and a gentle smile on his face, "His name is Xiaoxing."

There was a small brown ring on the chest of his hoodie, which held two long straps. When he turned around, the straps swayed slightly with his movements.

Gu Wanwan stood up and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, the subway was out of order, so I came so late, which made you wait for me here, and you haven't eaten late..." She looked into Sujiano's eyes,

Suddenly paused.

Sukarno has a clear complexion and handsome facial features. He is the most "flower boy" appearance that is popular with little girls, but all of this is not as good as his eyes - his eyebrows are dove-grey, and his eyes are clear, as if the pupils and the whites of the eyes are

They have all been painted with a layer of varnish, giving them a faint, clear color that can be seen in classical oil paintings.

"Your eyes are so beautiful!" She couldn't help but murmured.

Sukarno smiled and was about to say something when the door was kicked and a blond girl in neutral clothes walked in. She was wearing heavy smoky makeup and was extraordinarily tall. She glanced coldly.

Gu Wanwan, "Idiot."

After she said that, she ignored the two of them and sat down in front of the makeup mirror. The makeup artist who followed her removed her makeup. Behind her, there were several security guards in black suits carrying large flower baskets, dolls and beautifully wrapped gifts.

A corner of the room.

This is... Gangneung?

Gu Wanwan stared in astonishment at the girl who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror surrounded by dozens of small light bulbs with her eyes closed.

Sujiano comforted her softly, "Don't be angry. Jiang Ling usually talks like this. I can't see. He is afraid that you will make me sad."

Can't see?! Huanwan looked at the young man's extremely beautiful eyes in shock, only to realize that the clear pupils had no focus, and his sight fell in the air. "I'm sorry, I..." She didn't know how to express her apology.

That's good.

Sukarno smiled gently, "It's okay, most people can't tell that I can't see at first, just like most people thought Jiang Ling was a girl when they first saw him."

Jiangling is a man!

God! Gu Wanwan covered her mouth tightly and secretly looked at the sleeping Jiang Ling in the mirror. She found that after being separated from the light and shadow modification of the lighting stage, Jiang Ling still had more male elements - he was much taller than the average girl.

The outline was extremely sharp, and the body lines were more concise than feminine, and the bones at the shoulders and wrists seemed to be thicker... She almost hit the wall in frustration, not knowing whether to hate herself for stupidly ignoring so many details before.

, or blame Mingchen for missing important information again and again.

Sukarno seemed to have seen her embarrassed posture and tilted his head slightly and smiled.

Xiaoxing squatted on the ground, watching the two of them "woo woo" twice, and also imitated his master's tilt of the head and grinned.