Ever since, Xiao Lingyun saw the dangers of society.

She is a genius in cosmetics and became the president of an entertainment company.

And the orthodox president does his handicrafts in the small lounge.

Xiao Lingyun looked at the mountain of documents, turned his head to the door behind him and said: "Men, door, can you help me send a message to Gu Qifeng?
I was not good at dealing with these before, and I am not good at it now. Let me deal with it again, and I will bring all his artists into the pit. "

Gu Qifeng, who was doing handicrafts behind the door, laughed when he heard the words, stood up and opened the door, leaned on the door frame with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and said with a half-smile: "Those are scripts, you read them as novels."

"Aren't I going to approve it for them after I finished reading it?" Xiao Lingyun turned her head, puffed her cheeks, and looked at the man with a bit of grievance, "You usually take care of this?"

The president of the entertainment company is too miserable.

Why wasn't the job she did before?

"These few are the company's shareholders, facade artists, and their scripts should not be too bad. After I review them, there will be a professional team to review them, just to avoid overturning." Gu Qifeng explained.

When Xiao Lingyun heard it, he finally understood, "The fact that your family's popular artist doesn't overturn in filming is because of the strict selection of scripts?"

"This is one of the aspects. The most important thing is good luck." Gu Qifeng laughed.

Xiao Lingyun didn't believe that it was mainly luck.

She is playing with capital, doesn't she know that star making is sometimes based on money?

"Forget it, let me take a closer look, what kind of handwork are you doing?" Xiao Lingyun asked curiously, tilting her head.

Gu Qifeng suppressed his smile, became serious in an instant, and said word by word: "Temporary confidentiality."

"Oh." Xiao Lingyun made a grimace.

Keep it secret, she doesn't want to know at all.

The door of the small lounge was closed, and Xiao Lingyun continued to read the script file.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the company's No.1 model came.

A supermodel who is nearly [-] tall, walks in like a breeze.

Holding the dessert in her hand, she was originally smiling, but when she saw Xiao Lingyun's face, her smile froze instantly, a little unnaturally.

However, she adjusted quickly, and soon came to Xiao Lingyun with a graceful figure.

"Hello, Mrs. Gu." Supermodel Nicole put the dessert in front of Xiao Lingyun, pulled out the chair, and said with a smile, "I made this early in the morning. Would you like to try it?"

Xiao Lingyun's eyes lingered on the dim sum for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "I don't like dim sum, didn't my husband tell you?"

Nicole froze for a moment, then touched the snack box lightly with her fingers, but said nothing.

They are all smart people, so Nicole did this, needless to say, Xiao Lingyun could guess it too.

It's definitely not the first time to send dim sum, Gu Qifeng probably ate all the previous dim sum.

Hehe, it's great to be the boss of an entertainment company. You can still receive snacks from the girl when you have nothing to do.

She is envious of a supermodel with an extremely good figure.

"Sorry, I was with the president before, and he would always choose some snacks for the girl he likes. I thought it was you...so..."

Nicole is a smart person, knowing that Xiao Lingyun was upset, she quickly explained.

Indeed, she had the idea of ​​seducing Gu Qifeng before, so she gave snacks every time.

But every time Gu Qifeng gave the snacks to other girls, they ate them.

She didn't care about it, and never stopped because of it.

She thought, one time when Gu Qifeng ate it, he would remember her kindness as long as he took a bite.

But seeing Xiao Lingyun today, she understood.

No matter how many times you send this snack, it won't help.

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