After wearing the book, I was attracted to GL by the real daughter

"What do you want to do a variety show? Or a talent show?"

Gu Qingyu slapped the table hard, stood up, looked at the determined Wen Yimin in front of him, a little at a loss.

"You have also seen the current situation of Huazhang. I have compared many entertainment companies." Wen Yimin still sat firmly on the chair, pinched her nose, and said slowly: "The advantages in front of Huazhang are not like before. ...Besides, your brother's thigh is also flying..."

It means that if reforms are not carried out, Huazhang may not be able to survive, which is the worst outcome.If Gu Qingyu knew something, go back and admit his mistake, there is still room for maneuver.

"Impossible....I won't go back and admit my mistakes to my brother..." Gu Qingyu calmed down a little, and sat down, but still tightly holding the proposal in his hand.

"Then this show may be about to start...He Can hasn't answered me during this time, so I'll take charge."

"You?" Gu Qingyu smiled, and felt that Wen Yimin didn't have any resources for variety shows, so he turned around and asked, "Can my little tree do it?"

"Who is Little Tree..."

Gu Qingyu glanced at it, and said speechlessly, "It's Fang Hua...."

"Sorry, I don't quite understand the fun between you..."

Gu Qingyu leaned over curiously, and asked in a low voice, "Then do you and your family Shen Shujin have any nicknames?"

Wen Yimin thought about it carefully for a few minutes, "Sister" "Sister Wen" "Yi Min" "Min Min"

These should not be regarded as nicknames, so I honestly shook my head.

Gu Qingyu let out a "tsk", stepped over with long legs, and said with a smile: "No wonder Shen Shujin can hang around for so long...I'll go and see if there is any director..."

Wen Yimin looked at the back of Gu Qingyu walking out, and felt a little helpless. Originally, she wanted to rely on the big tree of the Gu family, but she didn't expect to rely on the dead tree of Gu Qingyu...

The key is that I am still tied here.

The announcement that Huazhang is going to start the talent show came out soon, but the online reviews are all going in a bad direction.

Wen Yimin held the tablet to read the comments below, but could hardly find a few good ones....

--Hua Zhang sees that other companies have tasted the dividends of the draft, and wants to take a share.

-- To be honest, Huazhang is fine in dramas, but the draft is just messing around.

-- Artists in their family rarely come out to promote, isn't it just those old artists?

1L: What do you mean?Does our family Wen Yimin often go out of the circle, okay?

2L: Our family, Gu Qingyu, is not a vegetarian either... the upstairs is 2G surfing, right?

--Hua Zhang, this is obviously an ugly food... Let's play a mother's drama.

--Co-authoring can only be done by other companies in the talent show Huazhang is ugly?

Wen Yimin didn't expect that just a variety show would cause such a big disturbance, she pinched her temples a little tiredly, covered her back with a warm body, which replaced her hands, and gently massaged her acupuncture points.

Wen Yimin leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes, but Shen Shujin stopped suddenly.

Wen Yimin opened her eyes and looked at her puzzled, but saw her face getting closer and closer, kissed her lips lightly, and asked softly, "Still worrying about Huazhang?"

Smiling, she sat beside Wen Yimin, picked up her arm, rubbed it with Xiaoli, and said in her own ear: "You call me husband, and I will invest in Huazhang..."

Wen Yimin punched her on the chest, coquettishly "Since when did you become so unreasonable?"

"Every moment with you...Really...I know that Gu Cun's eyebrows are on fire recently, and he has no time to control Huazhang..." Shen Shujin raised his eyebrows, leaned slowly on Wen Yimin's chest, and said coquettishly : "You just call out."

Wen Yimin pushed her away, feeling her eyelids twitch, "Don't even think about it..."

"I don't believe... Yimin will reject me..."

Shen Shujin came behind Wen Yimin, hugged her gently from behind, looked at the scenery outside the window, and jokingly said, "Aren't you afraid of paparazzi now?"

It was obvious that Wen Yimin also knew that she was talking about the thing that she always asked her to pull the curtains, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It's because I took advantage of it...Boss Wen...I'm just a little star. "

Shen Shujin kissed her on the cheek, played with the other's fingers, and said casually: "Will you...will you always be in the entertainment circle?"

"what do you mean?"

"I mean, have you ever thought about marrying me?"

When Shen Shujin said this sentence, it seemed that she brought it up for fun, but Wen Yimin was leaning on the other person, and of course felt how fast her heart was beating.

Wen Yimin turned around, faced her, put her arms around her neck and asked, "Excuse me, is Ms. Shen asking me for a title?"

"Yes..." Shen Shujin seemed to accept his fate, closed his eyes, then opened them again to stare at Wen Yimin, and whispered, "If...you can wait until you are stable..."

Sensing Shen Shujin's backing down, Wen Yimin scratched her chest with light white fingers, and muttered, "You didn't formally confess to me...that night, you just kissed me a few times in a daze, and let me take responsibility... .no way."

After Wen Yimin said this, she withdrew from Shen Shujin's arms, wearing silk pajamas, flew away from Shen Shujin's hands like a butterfly.

But Shen Shujin stretched out his arms, hugged her and teased, "Then I can confess my love again..."

"It's too late to say I need to make up after I've eaten all the food."

"Then sister cheated on me, how do you count?"

Wen Yimin raised her eyebrows, expressing her questioning, Shen Shu came over blithely and complained: "You obviously like me, and you still keep me waiting for so long...You were..."

Shen Shujin didn't continue talking, it was the first time he was so bold that night, he still didn't know what to do, so he could only kiss in a hurry and left.

"What happened to me, huh?"

Seeing Shen Shujin sitting in a chair and remembering, Wen Yimin gently sat on her lap and asked, and at the same time came to blow into her ear.

The faint scent lingered on the tip of Shen Shujin's nose, and the hand holding Wen Yimin slowly tightened.

Shen Shujin just wanted to lower her head, but Wen Yimin hugged her cheek and shook her head at her. At the same time, she touched her with the tip of her nose and whispered, "Do you want me to kiss you?"

"think...."

When being sucked by Wen Yimin's tongue, Shen Shujin felt that the person sitting on her body was a goblin, and she fell into this pit willingly.

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"Miss Wen... May I ask what is the purpose of your draft?"

"Miss Wen... I heard that you play big names on the set... How do you explain this?"

"Hello... I want to ask if you will be a mentor? Or do you think acting is not suitable for you, so you came to a variety show?"

Wen Yimin was standing on the stage, wearing a khaki coat and an irregular floral skirt, holding a microphone, smiling...

Today is the press conference announcing that Huazhang will create a talent show. Although no one has signed up yet, Wen Yimin finally made the decision to hold a press conference.

But the people at the scene seemed to only point their microphones at Wen Yimin, and habitually ignored Gu Qingyu who was next to him. In fact, they couldn't blame Gu Qingyu, it was because her attitude towards Yu Ji was not very good.

Standing beside her, Gu Qingyu's face turned dark, but Wen Yimin still answered their questions with a good temper, so she snatched the microphone from Wen Yimin's hand.

"Cough, cough, cough...after all, I'm also Huazhang's boss...shouldn't you ask me?"

As soon as Gu Qingyu uttered these words, everyone looked at her for two seconds, and then turned to Wen Yimin.

"I understand the reporter's curiosity about these issues, but today's topic is about "Hua Zhang Youth", so I try to focus on this..."

Wen Yimin smiled sweetly at the camera, and many people cheered, and then waited with bated breath for her next words.

"Facing Huazhang's current problems, the company decided to create a talent show after discussion, not for a share of the pie..."

"Then why did you create a talent show? Isn't Huazhang always living on his laurels?"

A man wearing black-rimmed glasses stood up and pointed the camera next to Wen Yimin's face, trying to record a moment of embarrassment.

But Wen Yimin paused for a moment, and then said: "I think...most of the previous talent shows were in groups, or debuted at the c position."

"But "Huazhang Youth" is different. We will select a group of outstanding teenagers...representing Huazhang's youngest strength...Is this impossible in any company?"

This rhetorical question stunned the man. He looked at the booing around him, said a dry thank you, and then sat down.

"Does Huazhang mean to treat this regiment as Huazhang's facade? But does Huazhang's senior agree?"

"No, Huazhang has many faces, some are young, some are mature and stable...these are the spokespersons of Huazhang...we mean, in the next five years...our Huazhang will only cultivate one group. "

Hearing Wen Yimin's words, everyone present started to discuss that other people's companies held an audition once a year and stole the limelight.

I haven't written anything for a long time. Now that Huazhang came out, I thought I was going to take the road of marketization, but I didn't expect to find another way?

"Is it a men's group or a women's group? The market is also biased towards these. Since we are talking about Huazhang Youth, does this mean it is a boy group?"

"It's not... What Huazhang Youth means is that both men and women are welcome... Since you want to start a talent show, you have to be different from others, right? Otherwise, you will be given the excuse of being a fake."

Wen Yimin's public relations skills are very good, and she almost stunned the people present with just a few words. Gu Qingyu sitting next to her was sitting on the sofa, and said dissatisfiedly, "You've finished talking, what am I doing?"

Wen Yimin laughed, handed over the mineral water in her hand, and said with a joke: "You are responsible for spending money..."

Gu Qingyu next to him turned around, crossed his hands and was sulking all by himself. Seeing this, Wen Yimin took the biscuit on the table and threw it at it, and said with a smile, "Don't push yourself...you still need an interview after eating... "

The author has something to say: Feelings, you only care about my slipping and falling, can you pay attention to the work

(Actually, it doesn't hurt very much, but it just feels a little embarrassing...being watched by the whole family...laughing to death)