Dressed As the President’s First Love

When she woke up the next day, Tang Mi found that the consequence of falling asleep in the bath last night was that she had a fever.

The **** soup boiled by the old lady obviously didn't have any effect, and her feet stepped on the heated floor, like stepping into a ball of empty cotton.

As a little girl who has no right to speak, she is not qualified to take time off, not to mention that the other party's studio is rented, the cameraman and lighting engineer have been found, and the time is changed temporarily. That is not dedicated to work——

In the industry, it must be blacklisted.

"Mi, get up!"

From downstairs, there was a loud shout.

Tang Mi replied feebly. When she finished washing, she was afraid of water, patted breasts, and put on makeup. When it was not too hot, she actually broke out in a cold sweat.

She got up and did a few basic dance moves until she felt her muscles and bones stretched away, and she felt a little limp, and then went downstairs to have breakfast.

Li Rong and Cheng Hao sat at the dining table alone, and the living room was so quiet that there was only the sound of tableware colliding.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

Don Mi opened the chair with her hand.

"Your dad went to Shiguan, there is something wrong over there, and I will be back in a few days."

Mother Tang brought a bowl of glutinous rice porridge, and eagerly urged Li Rong to eat more steamed buns. As for Cheng Hao, her attitude was relaxed a little, and she brought a plate of small vegetable cores and let him eat whatever he wanted. point.

Tang Mi responded, without any appetite, the rice porridge was in his mouth, and it was tasteless, for fear that the old lady would be worried, so she forced it down.

Cheng Hao's eyebrows clustered slightly, and his gaze flicked from the corner of her overly moisturized eyes to the "natural blush".

When Tang Mi didn't speak when he was in the car, Cheng Hao leaned over, reached out and probed her forehead, his voice faint:

"You have a fever."

His previous feelings were not wrong.

Tang Mi opened her arms, her face showed an abnormal red:

"hug."

Cheng Hao sighed: "You."

She really hugged her in her arms, kissed her on the forehead, and told the driver: "Go to the nearest hospital."

"If you want to shoot a magazine, don't go."

Tang Mi was able to carry it clearly, and he would definitely not lose sight of her future. Cheng Hao looked at her and sighed again. Having known her for so many years, she seemed to have sighed her life.

But despite her, the car still followed the original path.

Li Rong sat in the front seat, bending her mouth.

When I asked Kitty last time, she was still stern, saying that it is better to talk about money than about feelings, but now she looks like she was back in college, with her thorns converging, revealing a well-behaved and sweet core, compared to her For those endless suitors, the kitten is obviously different from Cheng Hao.

"Kitten, we have to go to Shanda first, and the company arranges for us to go with sister Zhang in the car."

As a third-line female artist whose Weibo fans have reached the ten million mark, Tang Mi's rise is too fast, and the company has not had time to distribute the car.

Cheng Hao asked the driver to put the three of them out of the car halfway, and go to Zhengheng to handle official affairs.

As soon as he entered the company, Tang Mi found that something was wrong.

From the front desk to the personnel, and even the passing cleaner aunt, the look in her eyes is strange, and this strangeness is not like a positive one, on the contrary, it is a negative emotion of "Ah, this person is not easy to mess with"...

This feeling is very subtle, and most people can't feel it.

At the very least, Li Rong did not receive this emotional wave at all.

"Satsuki, do you feel it?"

Li Rong just listened to the two people next to him and the underground party, and gave her unintelligible signal.

"Well, it's not quite right."

"I don't know what happened."

"Do you want to check it?"

Tang Mi's fever didn't make her dull, but she became more sensitive.

This feeling continued until she saw a new contract pushed by the brokerage department.

The double seal has become a single seal.

Zhang Yuxin stopped shooting. To put it more accurately, the magazine replaced her on the grounds that hidden marriage, the object of hidden marriage, unfortunately, Tang Mi also knew him, Yu Yihai, the host of "Infinite Growth", Qian See you just a while ago.

"The news has just come out for ten minutes," the manager was silent, looking at her with a strange expression, "but the magazine's contract was delivered an hour in advance."

Had it not been for Tang Mi to be the person involved, I am afraid she would think that this was her scheming to squeeze Zhang Yuxin out.

What a coincidence, the news of Zhang Yuxin's hidden marriage broke out when a double seal was required. This issue of Hongxiu focuses on sweet girlish style. A female artist who is married and has children is obviously unqualified. Changing her is just a matter of course.

But the timing of the explosion is so clever, it is difficult to find a suitable candidate with a schedule in such a short time, and it is easy to change from a double seal to a single seal——

The logic is self-consistent and simply perfect.

The only loophole is that this substitution contract was delivered an hour in advance: a job error at the magazine.

An unreasonable conspiracy.

Besides, behind her, there is indeed a big Buddha standing.

As a direct beneficiary, Tang Mi, obviously cannot prove herself. She smiled and took the contract, took off her pen cap, and signed the contract smoothly, and found that the 500 yuan remuneration marked in the original contract had become 10,000 yuan. : A qualitative flyby.

The frizz in her heart was instantly smoothed out.

Hongxiu's single cover, even if she is not qualified enough, but after filming this one, her status in the fashion industry is not enough.

"Thank you manager."

The manager glanced at her meaningfully: "I also hope that Miss Tang will provide more support in the future."

"...In addition, the company also sent you a nanny car in the parking lot. The driver and life assistant are now waiting in the car. The salary is transferred from the company's finances. As for the styling team...If Miss Tang has a recommendation, The company will also be considered."

Change the shotgun.

Tang Mi didn't accept it without reason, "Thank you."

Li Rong exchanged a few words with the manager on the side, and the three people left the manager's office.

On the way to the garage, Tang Mi first called Cheng Hao.

It is estimated that in the morning meeting, the phone rang and no one answered it, so she cut off.

"Could it be Mr. Cheng..."

"will not."

Tang Mi was swiping her phone, and as expected, Weibo, Zhihu, and headlines were all maxed out by this news.

An anonymous person broke the news in the form of a PPT. The first one was the marriage certificate of Zhang Yuxin and Yu Yihai. The date of the marriage clearly showed that Zhang Yuxin was married six years ago, but from the subsequent group photo, there are more than just children. At the age of four, about to go to elementary school, carrying a schoolbag from XX elementary school, and reaching the waist of Yu Yihai, the three of them smiled brilliantly at the camera.

"This is going to ruin Zhang Yuxin, really ruthless."

Li Rong was also watching. According to the time of obtaining the certificate, Zhang Yuxin probably gave birth to a child before his twenties. Later, when he reached the legal marriage age, he hurriedly obtained the certificate.

Putting it in many places, especially in the countryside where the marriage is early, is not a problem at all, but it is a scandal when it is put on a public figure. In particular, Zhang Yuxin's external personal settings are so indifferent to people who are as indifferent as chrysanthemums, not fighting or looting, and you can hardly read comments on Weibo right now.

Tang Mi didn't connect Zhang Yuxin and Yu Yihai before.

Before getting off the elevator, she first called Xue Qixuan:

"Brother Xue, what happened to Brother Hai..."

"I'll just ask, did you do this?"

Xue Qixuan's voice sounded solemn.

"I said it wasn't me, do you believe it?"

Xue Qixuan was quiet for a while, and he smiled: "Originally, I wanted to say, whatever you say, I believe it, but when you really say it, I found that I really can’t believe it all. You say, the heart of human beings is separated. It’s really hard to trust each other like you believe in yourself."

Tang Mi didn't speak.

The elevator door opened.

The draughts in the basement hit him, causing the coat to sway constantly. Tang Mi's forehead was a little burnt, and her body was a little cold.

Xue Qixuan is actually a friend who has a good appetite. Now that friends don't believe her, she should be a little sad.

"Little Tang, whether I believe it or not, the good thing is, you took it, Brother Hai, I also have to give an explanation. There is always a charter... Ah, I'm actually very sad. But recently, let’s take a break. I’ll try my thoughts, and don’t contact me for the time being."

Don't contact me for the time being, I'm going to break the relationship, right?

The corner of Tang Mi's mouth bends: "Okay."

The two said goodbye politely, and hung up the phone at the same time.

Leaving the magical stage of the crew, the halo of character bonuses has also failed one after another, and those who have an appetite may not be able to become real friends.

A walk is a paragraph.

Li Rong patted her shoulder: "Let's go."

The three of them saw the company's new nanny car, pearl silver, low-key and practical. The driver was a veteran with a big brimmed hat. He was young, about thirty-seven or eighty years old, and had a cheeky face.

The life assistant's surname is Shi. He is a little girl who has just graduated. He doesn't talk much.

Ironically, this babysitter car is the same model Zhang Yuxin used before.

When we arrived at the shooting location, all the people arranged by the magazine had already arrived.

"Miss Tang, please do so."

The staff led her to the dressing room: "Ms. Tang has five sets of clothes to be photographed. The original design concept was two blooms, but now the two blooms, Ms. Tang has to take care of them. For the final five sets of finished products, we will choose two. As an element of the Liangshenghua, the matching makeup is one of the peach-colored girlish line and the other is the drunk line."

"Miss Tang, you can change this set first."