my girlfriend is the president

In a pizzeria in Jinghua City, at a table by the window, Song Yanran was eating with a middle-aged woman wearing glasses.

The two chatted while eating, and Song Yanran had a deep smile on her face, because the editor-in-chief of Huaxia's "Contemporary Women" magazine was very satisfied after seeing the photos she took for Xiao Yingying, and expressed her willingness to publish Sign a ten-year contract with Xiao Yingying at the price of 100 million yuan per year.

Song Yanran was very familiar with this editor-in-chief, and after listening to her words, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Editor-in-Chief Wang, what if Xiao Yingying gets married and has children in these ten years?"

Editor-in-Chief Wang said: "It's okay, our magazine reflects contemporary women. It's just right to have a child, even a baby."

Song Yanran couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

"Editor Wang, a fashion design magazine also wants to sign a contract with Xiao Yingying as a graphic model, so it won't conflict with your magazine, do you think it's okay?" Song Yanran wanted to earn more money for Xiao Yingying, for her future life Make sure.

"Of course there is no problem. What they are doing is photos of fashion models, and the photos of our home life are what we want. There is no conflict, no conflict." Editor-in-Chief Wang hurriedly expressed his opinion.

Song Yanran nodded and said, "Alright then, I'll meet them this afternoon, and when we're done talking, we'll sign the contract together."

Editor-in-Chief Wang is also very happy. Xiao Yingying is the most photogenic, eye-catching, and popular graphic model she has seen over the years in her career. By signing her, she will definitely be able to serve the magazine well. Bring great economic benefits.

"Okay, hurry up, Yanran, thank you for recommending such an excellent model for us, let's toast!" Editor-in-Chief Wang picked up a glass of juice, and lightly touched the glass with Song Yanran...

Cafes on both sides of Jinghua Pedestrian Street.

A middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa in the card case, looking at his watch from time to time. Obviously he is waiting for someone, and he has been waiting for a long time. On the small table in front of him, there are several photos. The beautiful girl is Xiao Yingying.

This person is Meng Qingping, the editor-in-chief of China's "Fashion Week".

After waiting for a few more minutes, Meng Qingping finally couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up his phone again and called Song Yanran, "Yanran, my dear sister, why haven't you arrived yet?"

Song Yanran felt very embarrassed, "Brother Meng, we are stuck on the road. There seems to be a car accident ahead, and we haven't moved for a long time. Please bear with it for a while."

"Well, no wonder people say that the farthest distance in the world is not the ends of the earth, but your second ring road in Jinghua City, and I'm also on the second ring road, shit! Traffic jams every day, and I don't know where the traffic comes from!" Meng Qingping After complaining, he sat down obediently.

He picked up Xiao Yingying's photo casually, looked at the fairy-like appearance, and soon forgot the unhappiness just now, and started admiring it by himself.

After another half an hour, a familiar voice sounded at the door of Kabao, "Brother Meng, I'm sorry to keep you waiting!"

Meng Qingping looked up and saw that Song Yanran was standing at the door holding Xiao Yingying by the hand. The two beauties were so pleasing to the eye, but in comparison, Song Yanran was a little less fresh.ah!This Xiao Yingying is far more gorgeous and moving than the one in the photo, and it gives people a sense of refinement.

"You guys are here! Please sit down, waiter!" Meng Qingping got up quickly, and after shaking hands with Song Yanran, he was not ashamed to extend his hand to Xiao Yingying.

A male waiter came over with an electronic orderer in his hand, "Three, what do you need?"

"Yan Ran, help Xiao Yingying." Meng Qingping was very polite.

"Well, two cups of Brazilian coffee, one with sugar, thank you!" Song Yanran knew that Xiao Yingying had never drank coffee and specially asked for crystal sugar.

Meng Qingping also ordered a cup of coffee, and the waiter turned to leave. After a while, three cups of steaming coffee were served.

"Yan Ran, I didn't expect Miss Xiao Yingying to have such a unique temperament. I think we can sign the contract." Meng Qingping originally wanted Xiao Yingying to audition, but now that he met the real person, he categorically rejected this idea.

"Brother Meng, what's the price? Hehe, although we are friends, we should be villains first and then gentlemen." Song Yanran said with a slight smile.

"Hi! Look at me, huh, 200 million, what do you think?" Meng Qingping patted his head and said.

"Well, the price is not bad, but I have to sign a ten-year contract at once, otherwise there will be no negotiation." Song Yanran said.

Song Yanran's words were exactly what Meng Qingping wanted. With Xiao Yingying's conditions, it would be difficult for her not to be popular once she appeared on camera. He was also worried that Xiao Yingying's money would increase in the future.

In fact, how could Song Yanran not know Xiao Yingying's potential value, but she was already ready to go abroad, and before leaving, she wanted to secure a stable life for Xiao Yingying's future, so she signed with these two magazines at once. contract for the next ten years.

"Okay, I promise!" Meng Qingping was very straightforward, he believed in his own vision.

"Ah! It's so bitter!" Xiao Yingying saw them talking, took a sip of coffee, and couldn't help sticking out her sexy little tongue.

"Stupid, you didn't put any sugar, of course it's bitter!" Song Yanran quickly took Xiao Die who was filled with sugar, and added a few pieces of crystal sugar to her cup.

Meng Qingping secretly exclaimed, just now Xiao Yingying's actions were so unpretentious, it was a stroke of heaven, if she took a photo of her gently stirring the coffee with a silver spoon to advertise for Brazilian coffee, that alone would be worth 200 million!

"Brother Meng, there is one more thing I need to tell you in advance. My client is already pregnant. Will this affect the execution of the contract?" Song Yanran asked.

"Really?" Meng Qingping was very surprised, and he didn't know who was so lucky to get the fairy-like Xiao Yingying.

"No problem, our magazine has a special issue on maternity clothes, and the sales are pretty good! Now, we even have models in maternity clothes." Meng Qingping nodded repeatedly.

"Since this is the case, I will ask the editor-in-chief of "Contemporary Women" Wang to come over, and we will sign the contract together?" Song Yanran said.

"Okay, I have the check with me. After signing the contract, I will pay immediately." Meng Qingping took out the checkbook from his bag and put it on the table.

Song Yanran called Editor-in-Chief Wang, she said she would be there soon, and asked them to wait a moment.

At this moment, a few voices in Japanese, "%%%%%%%%%%%%￥￥##" and a slap in the face came from a luxurious booth at the entrance of the coffee shop.

Song Yanran, who understood the Japanese language, couldn't help but blushed, and cursed in a low voice: "Shameless! Obscene!"

Xiao Yingying asked: "Sister Yanran, what's wrong with you?"

"Yeah, what are they talking about to make you so angry?" Meng Qingping was also at a loss.

"Bah! A dog can't spit out ivory. It looks like a dog. It's obscene! That short and fat Japanese man said to ask his bodyguard to help him find that kind of person." Song Yanran blushed like a burning cloud.

Xiao Yingying didn't understand, but Meng Qingping did. He couldn't help turning his head to look at the Japanese people, and cursed bitterly: "Scum! Beasts, they went to China to buy spring, and blinded their dog eyes, thinking it was in the Japanese country. Xijing."

Xiao Yingying asked curiously: "Sister Yanran, what are you talking about? I don't even understand?"

Song Yanran reached out and pinched her little nose, "You don't need to understand this, hurry up and drink your coffee."

"Oh! It's much better now!" Xiao Yingying agreed and picked up the coffee.

Editor-in-Chief Wang of "Contemporary Women" hurried over, and after some courtesy, he took out a contract and a check from his bag, "Yan Ran, can you read the contract?"

Song Yanran smiled and said, "I've read your contract, it's very detailed, no problem."

Meng Qingping smiled and said: "You are a dignified barrister, who would dare to fool you, hehe, this is mine."

Following Song Yanran's instructions, Xiao Yingying signed her name on several contracts. Although the handwriting was not very beautiful, it was very delicate.

After the contract was signed, Song Yanran helped Xiao Yingying put away the two checks, and said, "Both of you, you need to provide a vehicle for the weekly filming. The car will pick you up and drop you off. You must ensure Yingying's safety. If I am not in Jinghua City , you must insist on doing this, understand?"

"Of course, that's what's stipulated in the contract, and we won't breach the contract." The two editor-in-chiefs expressed their opinions one after another.

"Okay, let's go!" After the matter was over, everyone was happy, and the four got up and planned to leave.

When Song Yanran and Xiao Yingying walked to the door of the luxury card case at the door, they suddenly heard someone inside exclaim: "Huh!?"

The private rooms in coffee shops are different from those in restaurants. They are all half-enclosed rooms with baffles half the height of a person so that guests can see each other.

After a burst of chattering in Japanese, two men in black suits hurried up to Song Yanran and Xiao Yingying, "Miss, our master invites you in for a drink!"