The Hidden Way to Make the President Cry

The early winter sun was cold but gentle, and when Yin Mi woke up slightly, Mary, the Filipino maid, had already knocked on the door and asked respectfully, "Miss, is your breakfast prepared in the room or in the dining room?"

Yin Mi sat up slightly, and replied calmly: "I have to go to the company early today, so I won't have breakfast."

"Okay, I'll let Xiao Li drive your car to the driveway." Mary bowed and walked out.

Yin Mi got up slightly and sat in front of the dressing table. In the mirror, she was still beautiful and elegant. The white silk pajamas fit her shoulders and arms just right, and she looked weak and beautiful.

Although the dream last night made Yin Miwei unhappy, but Yin Miwei can recover herself in just one night, so it still feels good.

Yin Mi came to the window slightly, and after opening the curtains, a few rays of sunlight flooded in, and the bedroom was filled with the soft fragrance of plants.

Yin Miwei routinely takes a bath and puts on makeup, but when she picks up Gu Qian Poppy Red, she suddenly stops her hands. She recalls what happened to Shi Chuyao last night.

I felt a little upset all night, could it be that presumptuous and rude Shi Chuyao was the source?

Although there was only one kiss, the feeling was...

Yin Mi couldn't help stretching out her hand to touch her lips, not knowing if it was a psychological effect, but the part bitten by Shi Chuyao actually felt a slight pain.

This was the first time she had such intimate contact with a woman, but Shi Chuyao looked indifferent, not even surprised.

Shi Chuyao's calmness is probably directly proportional to the richness of her private life.

How could I think of this woman when I opened my eyes early in the morning.

Yin Mi took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and put on another lipstick.

While taking out the handbag and going out, Yin Miwei's cell phone rang, Yin Miwei pressed the answer button while driving the door, and when the Bentley drove out of the private driveway, Zhanxiu's anxious voice came from the receiver: "President Yin, Yuanyang Ms. Yang Qinyu from Film and Television announced today that she will be re-shooting "Hide with You", and the press conference will be held at ten o'clock in the morning."

Yin Mi was a little surprised. The tug-of-war between her and Sino-Ocean Film and Television for the copyright of "Hide with You" has been going on for half a year. Countless film and television companies wanted to remake this novel that was so popular in the literary and art circles at the time, but the author of the original novel, Tao Coral has always been unwilling to let go of the right to adapt, and now, on the occasion of the fifth anniversary of the publication of "Hide with You", a secret war has started between various film and television companies.

Is it going to be a fight to the death again this time, or is it still a war that has no end at all?

Yin Miwei stopped at the crossroads, glanced at the lush greenery in the distance, and said to Zhanyan: "Contact Professor Chen from the School of Drama, ask him to come to the company for consultation, and pay close attention to the movement of Yuanyang, the press conference will also Send someone there."

After receiving the phone call, Yang Qinyu appeared in front of Yin Miwei's eyes. She had only met this woman in the film and television industry once, probably at the reception where she was in charge of the Yinglan Group, and exchanged courtesy with Yang Qinyu Business cards were exchanged.

Yang Qinyu made her debut as a director of literary films and then became famous. Her style is bold and unrestrained, and her technique is gorgeous and charming. She also records an ordinary woman. Yang Qinyu can make her Daji, while Yinglan can make her Meng Jiangnu.

There is probably a reason why Yinglan Film and Television and Sino-Ocean Film and Television are incompatible.

In particular, after Yinglan encountered a series of twists and turns in the crisis, Sino-Ocean Group took the opportunity to take over many cooperation projects that originally belonged to Yinglan. It was not until Yin Miwei became the president that Yinglan's own resource loss was stopped in time.

"Is Sino-Ocean trying to repeat the old trick?" General Manager He Muyang tapped his pen tip on the marble table, his face filled with righteous indignation.

Director of Planning Department Huang Jiaojiao said: ""Hiding with You in the Rain" is originally a literary route, and the ocean style is obviously not suitable for filming this film. I don't think Tao Shanhu will agree to it. At most, it's Miss Yang Qinyu's wishful thinking. .”

In the conference room, Yinglan's senior leaders held an emergency meeting, and Yin Miwei quietly listened to everyone's speeches, watching the live broadcast of the press conference about Sino-Ocean Group on the big screen.

Yang Qinyu really attached great importance to this production, and actually acted as Sino-Ocean's press spokesman in person.

The reporters at the scene were very curious about how Yang Qinyu persuaded Tao Shanhu to agree to give her the copyright, but Yang Qinyu only introduced the cast and joining guests to reporters throughout the whole process, and only smiled at Tao Shanhu without mentioning it.

Zhanyan looked at Yin Miwei, and asked, "Boss Yin, what should we do now."

Yin Miwei still stared at the big screen, paused and said to Zhanyan: "Have you watched "Hide with You from the Rain"?"

Zhanyan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I heard that they are all love stories about boys and girls, adults won't be interested. I prefer to watch urban romance dramas."

Yin Mi smiled faintly, and was about to speak when Zhanyan's phone rang, and after answering a few words, she handed it to Yin Mi Wei, and said cautiously, "It's Miss Yang Qinyu."

Yin Mi thought for a while, got up and said, "The meeting will be adjourned for now."

After speaking, he took the phone and walked to the rest balcony outside the window.

"Long time no see." Yang Qinyu's voice was clear and bright, "Boss Yin, are you in a meeting now?"

Yin Mi replied politely: "Miss Yang, long time no see, did you suddenly find me something today?"

Yang Qinyu laughed twice: "I think it would be very interesting for you to see me in front of the TV, so..."

"It's really interesting," Yin Mi smiled slightly, "Thank you for sharing this beauty with me."

Yang Qinyu smiled slightly: "I hope you can enjoy this wonderful experience until the start of "Hide in the Rain with You". My director has always praised Mr. Yin for his talent. Maybe we need your guidance."

"Miss Yang, why don't you show your confidence when you turn on the phone?" Yin Miwei was polite, neither humble nor overbearing, "I'm very happy."

After Yin Miwei finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and handed the phone back to Zhanyan. Zhanyan carefully observed Yin Miwei's expression, and asked cautiously, "Boss Yin, what did Miss Yang say?"

Yin Mi slightly relaxed her body on the spacious seat, raised the corners of her mouth and said, "The letter of war."

Zhanyan sticks out her tongue, and gestures to the evasive figure outside the door with a bad gesture.

After Shi Chuyao swept over 20 lipsticks at one go in Gu Qian's store, she felt that the strange feeling in her heart subsided.Ever since she came back from the auction, she always felt that her lips were full of poppy red.

What's more terrible is that this smell simply turned into Yin Miwei's shadow, which kept swaying in her mind. Even after falling asleep at night, she would repeatedly dream of the scene of Yin Miwei falling down.

"You see that the pressure on the wife is too great." Shi Manrou tried the new hand cream, "Yin Miwei is such an excellent woman, no matter who is with her, she will feel the pressure."

Shi Chuyao put a coral red lipstick on Hukou to test the color, and smiled: "Maybe."

"Would you like to choose a special style, lady?" the sales lady asked with a smile.

Shi Chuyao said: "I think the corners of my lips have a different taste, I don't like it, but I can't wipe it off no matter how much I wipe it off."

The sales lady smiled knowingly: "Since it can't be wiped off, why don't you try to cover it with other flavors of lipstick?"

Shi Chuyao's eyes lighted up at the sales lady's proposal, and a lipstick shopping battle began.

"Come and try this, I've always thought that brighter blush works better when you use it." Shi Manrou pulled Chu Yao out of time, and pressed her in front of the makeup mirror.

Shi Chuyao looked at herself in the mirror, with the most exquisite rose-colored lipstick on her lips, and last night, she ate the lipstick on Yin Miwei's mouth.

If there's one definition for this action, it's a kiss.

Although on weekdays he would kiss his sisters on the face and post it on Moments, but Shi Chuyao knew that this kiss had a different meaning from all other kisses.

Because that night, she dreamed that she had done to Yin Miwei what she hadn't done on the deck.

The skirt that was just a step away was lifted up without hesitation, and the garter belt, which symbolized the solemnity and holiness, was torn off. The buckle made a crisp sound as it fell on the deck, and was immediately blown into the sea by the sea breeze.

What Yin Miwei lost was not only the lipstick on her lips, but also high heels, stockings, even earrings and necklaces were all ripped off.

And Yin Miwei was like a broken puppet, pinned against the railing and unable to move, so Shi Chuyao was able to eat more.

That kind of soft and glutinous touch made Shi Chuyao unable to tell what it was, maybe it was Yinmi's tiny and delicate earlobes, maybe it was Yinmiwei's elegant neck, or maybe it was Yinmiwei's second button, which was the closest thing to her. Soft parts.

Shi Chuyao couldn't remember what mood she used to do so many things in the dream, but she knew the reality of remembering the dream, so that when she opened her eyes, she reached out and touched her side.

Fortunately, it's just a pillow, not Yin Miwei.

However, this was just the beginning of the nightmare. After washing in the morning, Shi Chuyao actually felt the smell of vaginal lip balm on her lips. Both Shi Manrou and the aunt who came to clean the room said that there was no other smell, but Shi Chuyao Chu Yao insisted that there was a special smell left on her body.

In order to witness whether this poppy red lipstick has such great power, Shi Chuyao took Shi Manrou to the Guqian specialty store early in the morning, tried many kinds of lipsticks in a row, and tried one to buy another as if revenge branch.

I am afraid that the next ten years will not be used up.

"Manrou, have you ever kissed Miss Cangluyuan?" Shi Chuyao asked when she walked out of the specialty store.

Shi Manrou laughed: "Why, do you want to inquire about *?"

Shi Chuyao pondered for a moment: "Kissing a woman, is it hard to forget?"

Shi Manrou thought for a while: "Of course, a woman's lips are soft and sweet, kissing them is like eating cake."