The Vengeful Wife: Is the CEO Scared?

"Chen, are you sure?" The woman looked Yan Yiyi and Zhang Sixing up and down, shook her head and said, "Dry and rustic."

"Well. Time is running out, I'll give you half an hour."

The woman raised her forehead, "I always give me a problem." She walked towards the inside and said impatiently, "Follow me!"

Zhang Sixing looked at Yan Yiyi hesitantly, "I won't participate, but I want to?"

Yan Yiyi nodded, if she heard correctly, Ji Mochen was talking about them!
Yan Yiyi was pressed on the sofa by the woman, "Wait." Then she turned around and spoke a series of languages ​​she didn't understand to the people in the other room.

The person inside nodded helplessly, "OK." Then he walked towards Yan Yiyi with small steps, "Sit down, look at your dry hair! Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know how to take care of it, it's really rough Yes!"

"Uh... I usually use conditioner, maybe it's the hair type..." question.

"Excuse!" The man patted Yan Yiyi's shoulder vigorously, and the latter let out a groan in pain, "In addition to conditioner, you also need to use hair mask! Actually, you are just lazy! Hmph."

Yan Yiyi clasped her ears, unable to refute.

"Okay, okay, since Sister Lulu handed you over to me, then I'll help you rebuild."

He picked up the yellow can and sprayed it on Yan Yiyi's head a few times, then grabbed the frying knife and comb, "There is not much time, we can't spend too much time on the hair, so let's make a quick decision."

"Okay." Yan Yiyi replied lazily.

She has always been that kind of person, as long as someone else helps her comb or wash her hair, she will be extra sleepy, such as now.

Yan Yiyi closed her eyes and fell asleep after waking up, only to find that the man was still helping her with her hair.

Yan Yiyi wiped the saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth, "Are you alright?"

"Right away!" The man was biting a drop-shaped gold hairpin in his mouth, and after fixing Yan Yiyi's hair, he inserted the hairpin into her hair. "OK."

Looking at herself in the mirror, Yan Yiyi really seemed to feel the sentence describing beauty in the Book of Songs, "The collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a gourd rhinoceros, the eyebrows of a moth, the smile is clever, and the eyes are looking forward."

In the mirror, she saw that her eyebrows had been drawn into the most ancient and thin willow eyebrow shape, her lips were a little red, and her cheeks were even more blush, but the color was not too light, showing the coquettish and coquettish attitude of a little daughter.

"This is us..." Although it is beautiful, it is a bit uncoordinated.

"Wait a minute, don't worry." The man went to the warehouse and rolled out a row of clothes, all of which were pure white, light blue, blood red and other ancient clothes. "You look like this, light blue, this set."

He took out a set of lapel collared ladies' dresses from the Ming Dynasty, "I know you're going to attend the press conference, so listen to me."

Yan Yiyi: "..."

After changing the complete set, Yan Yiyi stood in front of the full-length mirror, as if she felt that she had traveled through time, she really had the feeling of an ancient woman.

"Mr. Ji." The man nodded to Ji Mochen in greeting.

"It's okay, not too ugly."

Yan Yiyi looked back at Ji Mochen, only to realize that he had already taken off his suit and put on a black collared shirt. Standing next to Yan Yiyi, he really looked like a husband and wife.

"Why do you want to take the ancient style?" Yan Yiyi asked: ""The Deliverer" is a contest between modern designers!"

Ji Mochen bent two fingers and knocked Yan Yiyi's head hard twice, "Failed, I didn't do enough work before participating in the show!"

Yan Yiyi even forgot the pain and looked at him suspiciously.

"Have you watched the video materials of the previous issues of "The Deliverer?"

Yan Yiyi shook her head, "I've been busy recently, so..."

"If you can't make excuses, don't make excuses! You forgot that we live together."

The man standing next to him was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped to the ground, his snow-white face turned red, he coughed twice, "The scale is a bit big, please avoid it first." walked away.

……

"Don't say it's so dirty, it's just in the same house." Yan Yiyi rolled his eyes at him, "Where's Si Ding? Why hasn't she come out yet? The press conference is about to begin."

As soon as Yan Yiyi finished speaking, Zhang Sixing walked out with the support of the woman who was called Sister Lulu just now.Because she was wearing high heels for the first time, her steps were unsteady.

"Wow, Sister Yiyi, you and Mr. Ji are going to get married?" Zhang Sixing blurted out when he saw the two of them standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Yan Yiyi responded to her question with sharp eyes.

"Uh, I mean it's pretty." Zhang Siming explained in a low voice.

"Why is she dressed so normally and stunningly?" Yan Yiyi couldn't help showing envy in her eyes.

"Your clothes look good, big sister!" Zhang Sixing rolled his eyes and Yan Yiyi said speechlessly, "Cut into the topic, and there are news points. The most important thing is, your clothes are really expensive! Don't tell me I said you don't know the brand of the clothes."

Yan Yiyi swallowed, and said bravely, "Yes, I know."

When Mo Chen’s black lengthened Lincoln stopped at the entrance of the China World Trade Center Hall, it attracted countless well-known media and newspaper reporters. After all, the program "The Passenger" was already very popular in the first season, and now it is facing closing. In the official season, many people will naturally pay attention.At this moment, even a little bit of news is enough to make any media company hit the headlines.So it was such a scene at this moment that everyone flocked to it.

Yan Yiyi held Zhang Sixing's arm and sat in the innermost compartment. Although she knew that people outside could not see the inside, her palms were still sweating.

"Follow me out." Ji Mochen stretched out his hand towards Yan Yiyi, "Don't worry."

Yan Yiyi looked at Zhang Sixing hesitantly, Zhang Sixing immediately understood, she was afraid that she would leave with Ji Mochen later, what would she do alone. "I'll get out of the car later, go quickly."

Yan Yiyi nodded, and put her hand into Ji Mochen's big hand.

The corner of Ji Mochen's mouth raised an imperceptible smile, which disappeared in a flash.He held Yan Yiyi's hand tightly, "I'm here, don't worry."

As soon as the Lincoln car door was opened, the reporters surrounded outside rushed up. After seeing Ji Mochen's outfit, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his camera to take pictures of him.

Yan Yiyi supported Ji Mochen and got out of the car.

The reporters immediately lost their composure. Ji Mochen, the king of icebergs and high coldness for thousands of years, actually has a little girl hidden in the car?So Hufenfen raised the microphone and reached out to Ji Mochen, and all kinds of questions drowned them out.

Ji Mochen said with a cold face, "Now is not the time to ask questions. I will have time to ask you questions after the press conference is over."

When the reporters saw Ji Mochen speak in person, they immediately made a way for them, after all, the news about the reporter who angered Ji Mochen had been spread.It is said that not only did he lose his job, but even his work unit was also taken over.So now when newspapers and media companies send their own reporters to go out for interviews, they are all exhorted and instructed. Whenever they meet Ji Mochen, it is best to get news, and if they can’t get it, don’t continue to ask. News will also be fired.

Yan Yiyi glanced at the reporters standing upright on both sides behind her, and couldn't help feeling sympathetic.Hey, the same degenerate people in the end of the world have to be forced by Ji Mochen's despotic power!
The press conference site has been set up, and the director and chief planner are resting in the background.When the chief planner saw Ji Mochen coming, he immediately shook hands with him, and said flatteringly, "It really is President Ji! You look so handsome in this."

Ji Mochen ignored his flattery, went straight to the director and sat down, "Director Zhu, this is the person in charge of Yan's jewelry and the participating designer."

Zhu Qiang took a look at Yan Yiyi, she was pretty good looking, but now that she put on makeup, she was only in the middle and upper reaches, and she couldn't reach the point where she could make a country or a city. "Mr. Ji's taste..."

"Don't be joking." Ji Mochen said coldly: "I'll bring you here now to let you get to know each other, so that Director Zhu won't be caught off guard by his sudden appearance at the press conference later."

Yan Yiyi looked at the world famous director Zhu Qiang who was sitting on the sofa with a big back hair and black-rimmed glasses, and suddenly felt a shuddering feeling.It was rumored that whether he was a first-line star or the boss of the company, he never paid much attention to him. No matter how much money he had, he would scold him whenever he wanted.

"Zhu... Director Zhu, hello." Yan Yiyi nodded at him awkwardly.

"Is there a ghost lying on my body? What are you doing with such a scared look?" Zhu Qiang took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it, and put it in his mouth, "What is so special about you? Let him be so precious, so well hidden, and not brought out until the press conference?"

After hearing this, Yan Yiyi was taken aback. She hid it so well?Is Ji Mochen treating her?When did you hide it?

Couldn't it be Ji Mochen's purpose of moving into the Lin family's villa?Only Ji Mochen's private life in city A has no reporter who dares to secretly take pictures, and even if he does, he dare not post it on the Internet, so as long as he stays by his side, he will be insulated from the media in disguise.

But why did Ji Mochen do this?She is a little transparent, how could a reporter take pictures of her?

"Director Zhu, you can accept the eyes of your deputy interrogator, and it will start soon." Ji Mochen said in a deep voice.

Zhu Qiang smiled, cut off the cigarette butt between his fingers and stood up, "Okay, I'll go outside first, and you guys continue to rest."

Yan Yiyi looked at the back of Zhu Qiang leaving, and turned to look at Ji Mochen, "You moved to the villa so that I would not be photographed by reporters?"

"You think too much." Ji Mochen left such a sentence and walked away.

Yan Yiyi instantly petrified, what a shame!How could that devil be so kind!
"Yan Yiyi, it's you?" Yang Weiwei crossed her arms and looked at the person sitting on the sofa with disgust on her face, "Climbed onto Ji Mochen's bed? Did you get him to fund your broken company?"

"None of your business?" Yan Yiyi glanced at her, and took out her phone to check Weibo.