He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

An Ning took Bai Nian to the top floor in the exclusive elevator.

The top floor is like a microcosm of a small shopping mall, but there are not many customers coming and going. Looking carefully at Bai Nian, there are several seniors in the entertainment industry.

They nodded slightly as a greeting.

An Ning pulled Bai Nian straight to a small pink room.

There are many bookshelves inside, and several fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls are reading comics with great interest.

The cover of the manga is a shoujo manga that she has seen countless times with the original owner.

Handsome men and beautiful women are either hugging or kissing, without exception.

Bai Nian: "...I've seen this."

The original owner has seen it, even if she has seen it.

An Ningning winked at her: "Come with me."

Bai Nian wanted to refuse very much, but her invincible curiosity drove her to follow An Ningning into the inner room.

An Ningning took a book from the bookshelf and handed it to her, then glanced at her watch: "Time is running out, just this one, I will give you an hour to read through it, memorize it by heart, and use it flexibly."

Bai Nian turned two pages, and a cloud of fire suddenly rose on his face.

This is this!
Can small cartoons with colors exist?

She quickly closed the page: "I'm going to buy a swimsuit."

Bai Nian, who was about to stand up, was swiftly punished by An Ningning, who pressed her on the cushion: "I won't let you go if I don't finish watching today!"

Bai Nian: "...Are you serious?"

An Ningning nodded solemnly: "I'm sure and sure, I'm here to supervise you, and I'll do spot checks!"

The short hair she had just cut made her look a little more youthful.

Look, it's quite powerful.

Bai Nian compromised, she opened the pages of the manga, read two pages, her eyes widened in surprise.

This is not a color comic in the traditional sense.

It is the whole story of a little girl falling in love, and it tells in detail the various routines and heart-wrenching moments of boys, such as helping him buy underwear; for example, the law of kissing when he falls.

And... some knowledge of physical hygiene.

Especially girls' protection of themselves is particularly detailed.

Aside from some irritating pictures, this book is quite useful.

Bai Nian's face was burning, red and hot, he quickly finished reading the book, closed the last page, and refused to open it again.

"Remember?" An Ningning asked.

Bai Nian nodded.

"Okay, let's do a random check now, what do you need to prepare before the boy invites you to share the bed?"

Bai Nian was weak: "...be yourself."

But she also knew that An Ningning was worried about her, so she answered a few questions along the way, not only her face, but also her whole body turned red, like a crab just out of a steamer, the red is especially attractive.

An Ningning pinched her face: "Oh, I'm really worried about sending you to the wolf's mouth."

Those irritating images were still in Bai Nian's mind, she was a little nervous, and grabbed An Ning's hand: "Why don't we go together?"

An Ningning was dumbfounded: "Are you serious?"

Aren't you afraid that Feng Heng will kill someone?
Bad guys and good deeds, thunder strikes from the sky!

But Bai Nian thinks it's feasible: "The boss also wanted to invite you to play together, but you ran too fast, we don't call other people, I discussed with the boss, let him call Fengchi again, and Chizi is not together. "

Although they were not together, with An Ningning by her side, those ulterior little fantasies in her mind could be suppressed.

She was really afraid that her head would get hot from the hot spring and jump directly on the prince.

That's game over!

What's more, doesn't this create a little chance for An Ning to be romantic!
An Ningning was also a little moved: "Is this... okay?"

Bai Nian did what he said, and immediately found a corner to call Feng Heng. Feng Heng's voice was neither happy nor angry, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. He just said coldly: "It's okay."

Bai Nian pushed forward: "Then can you invite the second brother?"

Feng Heng was silent for a moment: "You want to match them?"

His voice was slightly cold, and his emotions were hard to distinguish. He fell into Bai Nian's ears, but it was like a magnet.

And she was the piece of iron that was sucked to death.

It made her think of the manga she just read.

The color that had just faded on the head became darker again.

Ah ah ah ah ah!
Why is someone so sexy just by their voice?

"Huh?" The voice came again, with oppression, no one dared to deceive with lies.

"Yes." Bai Nian admitted, "Don't tell the second brother."

"Okay." Feng Heng said lightly.

She made an "ok" gesture to An Ningning, and her unsatisfied hand didn't press the hang up button for some reason.

"Is there anything else?" Feng Heng's voice became more magnetic, making her ears feel hot.

She was in a hurry and said casually: "No, I just want to ask if you bought your swimming trunks? Do you want to bring you a pair?"

After speaking, she almost bit her tongue.

What the hell is she talking about!

"It doesn't matter if you don't need it, I just ask, simply ask."

Feng Heng laughed lightly, as if he could see a panicked rabbit standing in front of him.

He coughed lightly and said solemnly, "Okay, then help me choose."

help!he!pick!swimming!pants!
The scenes in the comics suddenly swelled and deteriorated in my mind.

Standing in front of her was the prince wearing the swimming briefs she picked out by herself. His hard abdominal muscles were beautiful, his long legs were straight and strong, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why did you pick this one?"

"Crack", the string called reason in my mind broke!

An Ningning patted Bai Nian: "Are you okay? Why is your face so red?"

It's a hundred times more popular than when I read the comics just now!
Bai Nian frantically pressed the hang up button, and said in a low voice, "Hey, I blasphemed the Banished Immortal."

An Ningning: "Idiot?"

Bai Nian was confused: "The boss asked me to bring him a pair of swimming trunks."

An Ningning didn't understand: "So what? Why don't you just buy him one?"

She dragged Bai Nian who was still in a daze to the men's swimsuit area, and pointed to the styles hanging on the wall: "You choose."

Bai Nian was dumbfounded: "Why... you still wear a shirt?"

An Ningning poked her forehead: "Of course you buy him a jacket! Even if he doesn't wear it, you have to buy it!"

Girls, be reserved.

Bai Nian calmed down a bit, finished the purchase quickly, paid the bill and left.

It is she who thinks too much.

In the hot spring villa, there were only four of them guests, Fengchi pulled An Ningning away, An Ning winked at Bai Nian, and mouthed: "Learn and apply."

Bai Nian thought of the picture he had fantasized about again, his cheeks became hot, and he lowered his head guiltily.

Feng Heng frowned slightly.

Why is your face so red?

are you sick?

He reached out and tried the temperature of her forehead.

Ice cold, no fever.

But her face turned redder, like a rose that just bloomed.

In a strange way, he stretched out his hand and twisted her face.

Slightly hot.

Especially after he pinched it, it was obviously hotter.

"You..." Feng Heng thought for a while, then narrowed his eyes: "Are you shy?"

Shy about meeting yourself in a bathing suit?
Bai Nian took a step back.

Found out?

Can't!
It's just a small theater in her mind!

Impossible impossible!If she doesn't say it, no one can know the little thoughts in her head.

She pretended to be calm and changed the topic: "I'm just thinking about something."

"What do you think?" Feng Heng asked with a good temper.

Bai Nian was silent for a moment, suddenly blessed to his heart: "I was wondering if I have only signed with the company for three years, and it is about to expire!"

Feng Heng glanced at her, his eyes darkened slightly: "...heh"

At noon, he just got the news that Ning Pei'an was preparing to terminate the contract for Little Rabbit.

Bai Nian kept his head down, didn't see his expression at all, and just kept talking on his own.

"I don't think this will work! The company must grasp the outstanding employees like me. A ten-year or eight-year contract is not enough. At least 20 years is needed to start!"

Twenty years later, at the age of 20, she should be able to control her turbulent emotions.

She smiled: "How about it? Boss, think about it! I can still make a lot of money!"