Overlord: Put your clothes on [Entertainment Circle]

Su Lanqiao didn't tell a lie, Chu Cheng was as taciturn as his character on the bed, only when he lost control, he would clasp his wrist and hug him.

It is indeed very comfortable to be held in the arms of the person you like.

These words fell into Chu Cheng's ears, and fragments of memory flashed unconsciously in his mind. The little model had fine skin, tender flesh and strong muscles, and felt very good in the hand.

It's just that the story has been reversed, and now calling him back as a sub-line endorsement is just to find an opportunity to teach the arrogant little model a lesson.

He cleared his throat, put the bag back under the desk, his eyes sank, "Su Lanqiao, stop here."

"Huh?" Su Lanqiao was stunned, and looked at him in a daze.

Chu Cheng repeated again, "There is no need to bring up the past."

The meaning is obvious, and he is drawing a line with him.

One is the boss, the other is the spokesperson, that's all.

No more jokes can be made in the future.

Su Lanqiao is a smart person, he knows everything, but he is a little sad.

Although he knew that he shouldn't have illusions, but when he heard that Chu Cheng personally asked him to be the spokesperson, he still had a glimmer of expectation, hoping that he would be the special one.

But thinking about it, I was just a stranger to him for a ridiculous night, so nothing special.

He held up a little smile and covered up the disappointment in his eyes, "Okay, Mr. Chu, then I won't bother you."

The office door was gently closed, and Yue Xi, who was leaning against the wall, glanced at him suspiciously, "Why are you still alive and kicking when you go in, and listless when you come out? Did you get scolded?"

Su Lanqiao shook her head, suppressed the boredom in her stomach, went to the elevator door and pressed the down button, "Go to the mall to buy a suit for tomorrow's reception."

The reception was held in a low-key five-star hotel. Although it was an internal party, the Chu Group was the host, and many celebrities and industry insiders who had previously cooperated with it also came. The scene was grand and lively, and everyone was dressed in fancy dress.

On social occasions, you may not know who to build a relationship with, and a period of cooperation will be enough.

Su Lanqiao appeared at the scene wearing a dark blue suit, with a small rose brooch pinned on her chest, which looked luxurious and delicate.His hair was a bit long, but this time it was well groomed and styled. He used a rubber band to gather the upper part and combed it into an apple head, revealing his deep eyebrows and eyes.

Many passers-by couldn't help but look back at him. He was well-groomed, good-looking, and a new face, which inevitably aroused discussion.

Ling Feng was socializing with a group of media people with a wine glass, and when he saw him appear, he waved to him and called for someone to come over.

His idea is very simple, since Su Lanqiao has become the spokesperson, taking him to meet more people in the circle to broaden his network will be beneficial to the Chu family after all.

Su Lanqiao just entered the circle and looked unfamiliar, and the news of the spokesperson has not yet been officially announced, but the media people are born with a keen sense of smell, and a long curly hair in the crowd couldn't help gossiping and asked, "Ling Zhu is so enthusiastic, maybe there is an inside story ah?"

"Let me introduce to friends from the media. This is Su Lanqiao, the model who helped us shoot commercials before. Newcomers, please take care of me." This kind of cliché is commonplace for Ling Feng, so he handled it casually.

Su Lanqiao nodded obediently and said hello with a soft voice, "Hi everyone, please take care of me."

"Su Lanqiao, the name sounds nice." The long curly hair took a goblet and handed it over, "It looks like a mixed race, come and have a drink with the media sisters one by one."

"I don't drink too much, so I'll toast everyone together." Su Lanqiao took the glass and touched it among the goblets, and drank it all in one gulp.

He thought that today he just came here for a cutscene, and he didn't eat anything. After drinking a glass of wine, he felt his stomach burning.

"One cup is too little, no matter what, you have to have three cups." The long curly hair became interested and refused to let go.

Su Lanqiao's temper was also straightforward, and she couldn't make a fuss from everyone, so she took advantage of the situation and had two more glasses.He drank the wine in a hurry, and only 3 minutes after entering the door, his face had already started to turn slightly red.

"President Chu, I apologize for what happened yesterday, and I respect you."

A familiar voice sounded from behind, and Su Lanqiao turned her head to see Xia Ran, who was smiling brightly, approaching Chu Chengtao with a wine glass, and she was almost close to him.

Su Lanqiao couldn't see it, and a wave of possessiveness surged up.

He took a big step forward, trying to squeeze in between the two, with a harmless smile on his face, "President Chu shouldn't drink too much, I'll help him drink."

Xia Ran patted his cuffs, with a disgusted expression on his face, "I respect Mr. Chu, what are you disturbing?"

Su Lanqiao pursed her lips and didn't speak. Thinking of what Chu Cheng said yesterday, "It's over", she reflexively took a half step back.

He crossed the line again.

"Okay, I'll toast my wine tonight, and you will drink it for me." Chu Cheng said lightly, and put the wine glass in Su Lanqiao's hand, "Drink it."

Su Lanqiao raised the corners of her mouth a little, and asked you to harass my boss Chu, hmph, you were stopped by me.

He squeezed the goblet and drank it down in one gulp, his stomach churned again, and he felt like vomiting.

Xia Ran's face was not very good-looking, he passed Su Lanqiao sideways, and threatened in a low voice, "You are just lucky, you picked up my mistake, don't be complacent."

For the shoot that day, Xia Ran suddenly missed the appointment.All the schedules were finalized, and the well-known models couldn't be brought in temporarily. The brand department was in a hurry, so they replaced Su Lanqiao, a newcomer.

To a certain extent, Su Lanqiao thanked him for releasing the pigeons this time, which made him and Chu Cheng have an intersection.

But at this moment, Su Lanqiao didn't bother to talk to him, and didn't have time to care about her burning stomach, so she quickly followed Chu Cheng's leaving footsteps.

Two hours later, Su Lanqiao was half drunk.

Half of it was because there were a lot of people who posted to Chu Cheng to make connections, and the other half was because Chu Cheng deliberately wanted to tease him, so in the second half of the reception, the two of them bumped into each other all over the place.

Chu Cheng never refused anyone who came, and after greeting each group of people, he touched Su Lanqiao's back to signal that it was time for him to play.

He carefully observed the state of the little model. In the first half, he still seemed to be talking and laughing happily. From the second half, his fair skin gradually turned pink, and his footsteps began to become chaotic.

He doesn't drink well and still acts like this.

"Don't be brave if you can't drink it." Chu Cheng leaned slightly on a high table, his heart that wanted to see the little model make a fool of himself finally softened, and gave the steps.

Su Lanqiao grabbed his sleeve and said persistently, "I can."

Chu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "I gave you a chance, and there will be friends in the mall later, you can't hold on."

"If you drink too much and feel uncomfortable, I will also feel distressed." In order not to be heard by others, Su Lanqiao lowered her voice, leaning against Chu Cheng's ear, and her breath came in like this.

Chu Cheng raised his eyelids to look at him, and ground his teeth, "Okay, it's something I found for myself, don't complain."

Before he finished speaking, a thin man came from afar with a smile on his face, "Oh, it's been a long time since Mr. Chu, has Ling Zhu been replaced by a handsome guy?"

Chu Cheng maintained a leaning posture and answered kindly, "Mr. Chen is joking, the company's newly signed spokesperson is here to help me drink with everyone. You can drink as much as you want."

"I just like to drink, okay, red wine is boring, let's change it to white." The man greeted the waiter next to him, "Bring us a bottle of white wine, and let this handsome guy accompany me for a drink or two."

Chu Cheng stared at the person with a fixed expression, "Mr. Chen, you can drink. It's time to push the cooperation between us. I've been stuck waiting for your signature."

"President Chu, I've read the contract, it's okay." The man patted Su Lanqiao on the shoulder, then pointed to the Moutai that had just been brought over, "Well, the handsome guy drinks half of the bottle, and we will sign the contract right away. "

More than 50 degrees of liquor, half a bottle down, have to go out sideways.

Chu Cheng raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "Mr. Chen, don't bully the kids, half a bottle is too much."

"Mr. Chu, just now you said that you can drink as much as you want, how did you change your mind now? Not good." The man smiled slyly, "Or, this is Mr. Chu's little lover, and my heart hurts?"

Su Lanqiao's complexion was as usual, but his heart was a little irritable and flustered. He didn't want to be used as a fuss about the already sensitive relationship between the two of them, so he quickly took a glass and mumbled, "I'll drink it, remember it after drinking it." Sign a contract with President Chu."

"Fresh, Mr. Chu is surrounded by talented people." The man picked up a small cup and bumped it into the glass in Su Lanqiao's hand, "Come on, handsome guy."

Su Lanqiao poured the wine down his throat glass by glass. The white wine felt more direct than the red wine, like a ball of fire rolled directly from the throat to the stomach.He didn't want to feel the aftertaste carefully, so he quickly poured the wine into his mouth mechanically.

One cup, two cups, three cups...

Countless alcohol rushed into the throat, the surroundings became silent, and many faces that were watching the show flashed in front of my eyes, and seemed to disappear again.

"Okay, it's done." Chu Cheng grabbed his wrist and exerted some strength, "It's half a bottle."

Su Lanqiao leaned slightly in the direction of Chu Cheng, leaning her arms on the high table, her voice hoarse with burnt wine, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I really can't do it."

Chu Cheng beckoned Ling Feng to come over, "You can negotiate the contract with Mr. Chen, we'll go first."

"Okay, Mr. Chu, the driver is waiting for you at the door." Ling Feng glanced at Su Lanqiao, whose eyes were slack, and his heart was pounding. He only watched the two of them stick together all night, why did he suddenly become so drunk?

This person had mixed eyes, Chu Cheng didn't do anything, he looked back at Su Lanqiao, and asked softly, "Can I go?"

"Yes." Su Lanqiao managed to hold up her strength and followed him, thinking that she must not lose the chain here, but followed Chu Cheng to the door of the hotel with a tenacious spirit.

He watched the familiar Rolls-Royce slowly approaching, his legs were weak, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Chu Cheng quickly supported his waist, clicked his tongue, "Where do you live, I will send you back first."

"Mr. Chu, I didn't embarrass you tonight." Su Lanqiao's eyes were already slack, her beautiful eyes narrowed slowly, almost closing together, and the answer was wrong.

The driver, Old Chen, hurried over to support him, carefully put Su Lanqiao into the back seat, looked at Chu Cheng who got into the car from the other side, and asked, "Mr. Chu, this... where are we going now? "

Chu Cheng let out a long breath, regretting that he had provoked this little wild cat back.

Isn't this just looking for trouble for myself? Who is torturing whom?

Su Lanqiao just lay down on the seat, still moving around, muttering to herself without knowing what she was reading.

Chu Cheng leaned over and put his ear to his mouth, his voice was very soft, almost a whisper.

It took Chu Cheng a lot of effort to hear the content, and he said, "Mr. Chu, don't leave me."