love marks

Chapter 96, the first meeting with the artist I am in charge of.

My mind was buzzing, the woman in front of me had shoulder-length hair, she still had a soft and elegant appearance, but her face had a bit of a sense of exquisiteness that had been tempered by the world.

I don't know how many people are hidden in those eyes, so I dare not look directly at them.

I lowered my head, listening to the discussion between Sister Ling and them, but my mind was unconsciously distracted, and my thoughts drifted to the past:

"Even if Fu Yu has a tendency to violence, counting the timing, it's still related to you. If that girl did something violent, it must be because she wanted to protect you."

"I mean, I want to sleep with you!"

"If you can't get it, what will happen?"

"If you can't get it, destroy it. I can't bear the things I want in other people's hands."

"Possession is also because of love."

"Girl, remember, only your affairs can make me lose my mind, you'd better not betray me."

"Girl, hurry up and fall in love with me. The more you like me, the better. Give me a sense of security."

"Girl, I can do anything for you, so you can rely on me as much as you can, even if you like me, I will never abandon you no matter what!"

"Don't betray me, or I will kill you!"

"Tang Song, remember, you are mine and will always be!"

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When I came back to my senses, my head was covered in cold sweat, and when I raised my head, Fu Yu was looking at me with an indescribable look in his eyes, or was it Feng Jin?

Sister Ling who was next to me secretly poked me and motioned for me to pick up the wine glass.Sister Ling was smiling, and her tone was sincere and pertinent: "This is our first cooperation, I believe we will have a happy cooperation, I will drink this wine first as a respect!"

I'm a little foggy, so, is this the end of the talk? Sister Ling's efficiency is really high.

I looked at Sister Ling to see when she wanted to leave, mainly because I couldn't avoid someone's sinister gaze, I just felt goosebumps all over the floor, almost didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

But I couldn't leave the venue early, it was really uncomfortable like scratching my heart and liver.

"Your assistant, Ms. Tang, doesn't seem to have said a word. Looking at this lady's good-looking face, I would like to chat with her a little more. Does Manager Luo have any objections?" Fu Yu said suddenly.

I looked up when I heard the sound, and she was still looking at me.

Sister Ling is also a strong woman who has worked hard in the workplace for many years. She naturally heard the voice of Fu Yu's voice, she looked a little embarrassed, glanced at me and said, "Just now I saw that Mr. Fu has been looking at me as an assistant. , Xiao Tang is also a newcomer, but seeing Mr. Fu like this, she seems to know Xiao Tang?"

"You know what to say and what to say," Fu Yu replied nonchalantly, "You're right, she and I are old acquaintances, and I'm quite surprised to meet here today. Let me borrow your assistant for a while, Manager Luo, don't be stingy."

After hearing this, Sister Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that you have known each other for a long time. It is normal for old friends to tell their hearts when they meet." Then Sister Ling changed the subject and continued, "Since the contract is negotiated, let's start eating." Come on, this dish is cold."

Seeing that the business has been negotiated, I also breathed a sigh of relief, got up and found an excuse to get out: "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

After speaking, he hurriedly left the private room.

You said that you were quite surprised to meet him by chance, and you arranged it all by yourself, taking advantage of your position and power for personal gain!

I stood in front of the pool and looked at the flustered self in the mirror, and felt that I was really hopeless. I haven't seen her for eight years... No, it's been almost nine years, but I saw that she was still so restless. She was as calm as before. The previous place is not surprised, where have they all gone! ?

It's all right now, she has suddenly become a business partner with my brother, and she will definitely meet again in the future, maybe with Fu Yu's heart, she will use this as an excuse to come to me again... You have already found me, right? .

How to do?

My mind was confused, and when I was at a loss, I suddenly felt a burst of fragrance approaching, and my waist was suddenly bound by a force, and then my ear was bitten.

"Ah!" I was taken aback, and when I looked up, I saw Fu Yu's proud face in the mirror.

"What are you doing? Let me go." My mood was a bit complicated, I didn't know whether it was fear or relaxation.

"Pine nuts..." She called me by my baby name, with a loving and pitiful tone, "We finally met again."

"Let go of me first." I said calmly.

"I don't," she tightened her hand, "what if you run away again."

"I won't run, let go first." I broke her hand away, turned around and pressed it against her chest, my eyes met, speechless for a moment.

Her gaze gradually became so hot that I dared not look directly at her.

"Niuer..." His breath hit my face, and before I could speak, I suddenly stepped back, and I backed up subconsciously, and he grabbed the back of my head directly, and my mouth was filled with warm breath.

In order to prevent me from escaping, he raised his hips and put me on the edge of the pool.

The kiss also went all the way down to the neck and chest, I couldn't stop it, but he tore off my clothes directly, exposing the scar on my shoulder, and bit down on it involuntarily.

"Feng Ji!" I exclaimed, "Don't do this!"

"What did you call me?" He asked coldly.

"Feng Ji... Ah!" I pushed him away, "Stop biting!"

"Don't call me a mouse anymore?" He was brooding, it was useless to be serious.

Without waiting for him to come over again, I jumped into the pool and pushed him back: "Don't be too presumptuous, this is in a public place!"

Feng Jie smiled playfully when he heard the words, "You mean, just change to another place?"

"What nonsense!" I blurted out, and I saw his face gloomy.

After calming down, I took a deep breath and walked past him to the door, "Sister Ling is still waiting for me, so I'll go first, you..."

I didn't know what to say about him, so I could only cut off the conversation and was about to leave. I didn't want him to say calmly behind me: "The contract hasn't been signed yet."

I was startled, what do you mean?

"They have already left, and your sister Ling has already gone back," he continued, "There is no one in the private room, and I haven't signed that contract, that is to say, I can go back on my word, but the decision rests with you." in your hand."

The meaning of this is obviously threatening me.

"What the hell do you want?!" I said annoyed.

"After eight years of separation, I just met you. Your attitude really hurts my heart." She said nonchalantly, "I miss you very much."

Just this one sentence, I can't walk.

If I was angry at his unauthorized behavior before, then this sentence is equivalent to a softener, softening my ears and softening my heart.

My whole body was stiff, I wanted to leave but I couldn't move, I turned around and didn't have the strength, I was awkward, a familiar breath came from behind, and someone slammed into my ears with resentful words of reproach: "I left eight years ago. , don’t you want to give me an explanation?”

This sentence made me completely lose my confidence, almost fell down, she hugged my body, and then passed the next sentence, "Go to my house, I want to hug you to sleep."

While speaking, one hand reached into my clothes, rubbed it through the bra, and teased: "It seems a little bigger."

In an instant, I regained my senses, threw her off and rushed out the door.

Run away again.

When I got back to the studio, I was still in a state of shock and fear...absent.

Sister Ling saw my distraught, came over and asked: "What's the matter, what happened?"

I glanced at her and said nothing: "It's okay."

"Go to work if you have nothing to do. A batch of artist materials just happened to be delivered. Go over and pick them up, and make a copy by the way."

"Oh." My mind was still a little slow.

"You came back very quickly. I thought you would come back at night." Sister Ling's tone was unclear.

I feel that her words have other meanings, "Night?"

"Of course old friends will chat a little more when they meet. I didn't have a good meal today. I was thinking about where you would go to have another meal. But you came back so early and looked so absent-minded. I guess it's okay. Let's talk about it." Sister Ling asked one more question.

I settled down and asked, "The contract, haven't you signed it yet?"

"Well, she said that someone will send the contract over tomorrow, because the head office has already negotiated, so there is no problem," Sister Ling said, "If I think she is superfluous, I thought it was strange before, but now it seems that I understand her purpose of making such an extravagance."

"What's the purpose?" As soon as the words came out, she felt that she was talking too much. What does her clear expression mean... I asked knowingly.

She took out a cigarette and handed it to me, "Have a cigarette and relax."

"No, I don't smoke..." I was about to refuse, but she continued, "Occasionally, a good one can refresh you."

"But I won't."

"It's not possible, it's just whether you want to or not." She said, serious, and then added, "When Tang Ming is under great pressure, he will smoke one to relieve it. If he masters it, he will not be addicted."

I didn't refuse any more, took the cigarette she handed me, got up and went to the smoking area next to the bathroom.

Open the window, light the cigarette, look at the burning cigarette and hesitate for a long time before putting it in my mouth and taking a puff. The puff of smoke is suddenly poured into my mouth, filling my mouth, I can't handle it in time, I choked, and I was choked out immediately Tears, suddenly coughed suddenly, and did not slow down for a while.

Once born and twice cooked.

I also took another breath without doing anything, and then continued to be choked;

I supported the wall with one hand and wiped the choked tears with the other. I didn't know how funny and embarrassed I was, but I still didn't extinguish the cigarette, and just smoked and choked most of the cigarette.

Gradually, I also mastered the trick, allowing the smoke to flow freely in the mouth without being too uncomfortable.

Sister Ling is right. Smoking can indeed clear my mind. After just one cigarette, I also calm down.

Fu Yu came here without forgetting her original intention, but I can't be impulsive just to be with her like I was eight years ago; even though I wasn't too impulsive eight years ago...

But we are not young anymore. I am already 30 years old. It is impossible for a little girl to feel that being together is everything.

And now I am incomplete, and my body has a lot of disabilities. Although it does not affect life, it will affect them.

Even if they don't mind, how could they not be worried about their crippled bodies every day.

Besides, I am like this myself.

After sorting out my emotions, I stood by the window and blew the wind for a while, and when the smell of cigarettes on my body faded, I went back to the office and started working.

Looking at the materials of new artists in my hand, I suddenly realized: What did Sister Ling do with all the artist materials? Do you want me to help her pick out excellent artists?

But didn't my brother say that she was going home to get married and have a baby...

"Sister Ling." I found Sister Ling and asked, "Besides my brother, you already have two artists under your command, so what do these rookie profiles mean?"

"I found it for you," she said, "choose a belt that looks good in there."

"Huh?" I looked blank, "What do you mean?"

"That's what it means, choose a rookie from here, and you will be his manager from now on." Sister Ling said.

I was taken aback, "I bring artists? But I'm just an assistant."

"The assistant is also preparing to become an agent. It has been more than a month, almost."

I was a little dazed, "Sister Ling, in just one month, she has changed from an assistant to a manager, which is too fast."

"No, even if it takes less than two months to take training courses outside, it will only take one month if you add it up. What's more, you were brought out by me. You have already known the content of my work. A while ago, you Didn't you pass the manager qualification certificate test? No one else has any objection to letting you be a manager. I've already planned this. When I quit one day, all the artists under me will be handed over to you. How much do you want? Be confident, I am optimistic about your ability."

Looking at Sister Ling's serious expression, I knew she wasn't joking, and I didn't need to shirk it anymore. My brother planned to let me be his manager from the beginning. Seeing what Sister Ling said, she probably wanted to take advantage of her. Let me take a newcomer to experience it first, and it will be smoother when handing over work in the future.

So while I was free, I carefully read the information of those newcomers again.

The external conditions of several artists are very good, and they all have more or less their own masterpieces, they are relatively young, and they have all participated in the same talent show...

At the end, I was suddenly attracted by the profile of a newcomer.

Compared with other newcomers, this newcomer has an average family environment and is not particularly outstanding in all aspects. Even the photos don't look very photogenic, and the works are the least, and there are not even redundant annotations and renderings. His resume belongs to his form the most concise;

Such a newcomer would probably be very inconspicuous. Maybe the general manager would ignore this kind of "clean and white" newcomer, but I noticed that his handwriting is very beautiful, and the ups and downs of the handwriting are all to the right and the boundaries are clearly neat. The spacing between the lines is the same, the words are accurate, concise, and there is no excess water.

Even the ID photo gives people the feeling of being dry, with short hair, just like when he was a student; but judging from the facial features and overall appearance, he doesn't seem like a good-natured person, maybe he has a bad temper.

I glanced at his age and birthday, 25 years old, Virgo;

In terms of age, it is not too early to make a debut, but in terms of horoscope... I suddenly couldn't help laughing, saying that Virgos have always been the worst hacked, but I somehow feel that I have a good impression.

Just a simple resume can't prove much, but I vaguely feel that this person must be very clear-headed, and his reason for debut is not as popular as other newcomers. He should be an orderly and well-organized person, and he also has obsessive-compulsive disorder. I won't allow my life to be a mess... Such an artist should be easy to take care of. As for his temper, it shouldn't be a big problem not to violate his principles.

With an idea in mind, Sister Ling came over at this time: "Have you chosen, is there anyone you like?"

I just showed her his resume, "Just him."

"Gu Chenghao..." Sister Ling took a brief look, and then said straight to the point, "This face is not easy to get along with, and he doesn't have any works, and he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Are you sure you want to choose him?"

"Well, it's him."

"Give me a reason?" Sister Ling said along the way.

I thought for a second and replied, "Have a brain."

"Pfft," she couldn't help laughing, "How do you know if he has a brain?"

I took it for granted, "He's a Virgo, doesn't he have the brains to be worthy of his zodiac sign?"

"This reason...I believe it," Sister Ling put away her smile, "You will be able to see this person tomorrow, first help me send the notice to your brother." After saying that, a piece of notice appeared in front of my eyes.

"Okay." I got up and walked away.

The next day, Sister Yingling asked me to come to the office early. Before I entered the door, I saw a person in casual clothes sitting in the lobby, who seemed to have been waiting for a while.

The person had a black peaked cap, a white T-shirt with a human head pattern, black knee-high trousers, and black sneakers. He sat there with his head down and could not see his face.

I looked around, and there was only me and him in the hall except for the cleaning aunt, and no one else came.

I thought I was early enough because I had some material to sort through.I didn't expect someone to arrive earlier than me. He doesn't look like someone from the company. Could it be that he is a new artist?

After hesitating for a while, I opened the door and entered the office first. After putting away my things, I went to the hall again and asked, "Excuse me, are you an artist here to apply?"

The man raised his head upon hearing the sound. He had a clean and stylish face under the brim of his hat, and a pair of standard-shaped eyes set off his handsome appearance.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I recognized him, "Gu Chenghao?"

He was also stunned for a moment, then stood up, immediately taller than me by a head, "It's me."

Looking at his body proportions, I couldn’t help but slander: Good guy, why is this man so tall? My height of 1.7 meters 1.9 is already good enough for a woman. Although he is a man, he is still so much taller than me. [-] meters.

"How tall are you?" I blurted out.

"1.9 meters two." He replied, and then asked, "How do you know my name?"

"I read your profile yesterday," I felt a little unnatural, I took a step back and looked around, I haven't arrived yet, and there are still very few people.

"The interview time is 08:30, why are you here so early?" I asked.

"My home is far away. I was afraid of being late, so I came early. I didn't expect it to be too early." He was also a little embarrassed.

"Oh, come with me, my surname is Tang, you can call me Sister Tang from now on," I corrected after a pause, "or Sister Song."

"Which song?" he asked.

"Ode to Praise," before I entered the door, I looked at the time and asked, "What time did you leave the door?"

"Not until seven o'clock."

"have you eaten."

"No."

"Then you go to eat first, and come to me after dinner."

"No need, time will be too late."

"It's too late," I took off my work ID and handed it to him, "If someone stops you, just say you've already registered and I'll let you out."

He looked at my work card, and then gave it back to me, "No need, it's just breakfast, it's considered weight loss."

"If you don't eat breakfast, you won't lose weight, but you'll get fat instead," I said, seeing his embarrassed look, and softening my tone, "Go, I still have a job, and I'll feel uncomfortable with outsiders."

He hesitated a little, then asked again, "Have you had breakfast then?"

"No, but I brought it, and it's in the office, go ahead, take it easy, just have breakfast." I said.

"Okay then." He turned around and was about to leave, I stopped him and handed him my work card, "Be prepared."

With a smile on his lips, he carefully took my work card and ran downstairs quickly.

Looking at his back, I feel a little bit sad. I'm going to be a manager too. Officially, there are artists' managers, not manager assistants.

But there is one thing I didn't expect, this Gu Chenghao is much more photogenic than the photo, and he is also a very handsome guy.

Because of his height, it would be very tiring to talk to him.