Overlord: Put your clothes on [Entertainment Circle]

Su Lanqiao was studying the photos with her head down, and the blurry picture quality also captured Chu Cheng's edges and corners nicely, so she accidentally clicked to save.

Chu Cheng's words made him raise his head suddenly, "Did you see that?"

"Well, you are not expensive. Ling Feng said that the other party asked for 500 million." Chu Cheng's expression did not change, and he said lightly, "Do you have any part in this matter?"

Su Lanqiao moved her lips, looked straight at him, and asked bluntly, "Do you believe me?"

"You always have a lot of weird operations." Chu Cheng analyzed rationally, "But after thinking about the reason, it's not necessary."

Whoever put this matter on, it is inevitable to doubt yourself.Such a coincidence of returning home, and such a coincidence of being photographed, so many coincidences, someone must have tampered with it.

Su Lanqiao's tense mood relaxed, and Chu Cheng didn't ask him aggressively if he set up a trick, which proved that the basic trust between people still exists.

He was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Chu Cheng, "Should we split the 500 million public relations fee?"

Su Lanqiao stuffed the pillow next to her into her bosom and hammered it, slowly gritted her teeth and joked, "250 million, my [-]th-line model has to lose my net worth."

He felt that the [-]-line shield was very useful, so he put it on himself casually, the disadvantaged group, pretending to be poor to the end.

Chu Cheng let out a muffled laugh, his stern facial features softened a little, and he couldn't help but bring up the old story again, "Then you're rich in throwing away the advertising fee and using it as a five-star praise, is it so comfortable?"

Su Lanqiao didn't expect that one day he would be able to speak face-to-face with Chu Cheng like this, and suddenly choked.

If you want to ask such a question, it's quite comfortable, Su Lanqiao has no face to say.

He looked away, and changed the subject uncomfortably, "So what should we do? I don't know which bastard recruited the reporter."

"I'll handle it." Chu Cheng turned around, leaving a cold back, "I washed the quilt by myself, and the room smelled of alcohol."

Su Lanqiao dimpled from laughter, his Mr. Chu has a tough mouth and a soft heart.

He wrote down the meeting address sent by Yue Xi, took off all the quilt covers and threw them into the washing machine, and cleaned the inside and outside of the room again, diligently like a snail girl.

It has been almost two hours since the housework was done, and I was sweating unconsciously, and the clothes next to my body were sticky and uncomfortable.Su Lanqiao loosened the collar of her clothes, but she still felt uncomfortable.

Tsk, I want to wear President Chu's clothes again.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to talk to Chu Cheng, only to find that there was no Chu Cheng WeChat message, so he turned a corner and sent it to Ling Feng, "Please tell President Chu for me to borrow some clothes."

Ling Feng quickly replied, "This...you two slept again???"

Su Lanqiao sat cross-legged on the carpet, and typed with a regretful expression, "No this time, it's my fault that I drank too much."

Ling Feng raised his forehead, I dare you to feel sorry, he turned his head to look at Chu Cheng who was sitting in the office chair reading documents, and tentatively said, "Mr. Chu, Su Lanqiao, he, he asked you to borrow clothes."

"Well, let him take it." Chu Cheng's voice was flat, without lifting his eyelids, he flipped through a new business plan with his fingertips.

so calm?

Ling Feng was stunned, who said that he should be arrested and tortured so that his life would be worse than death?

It's only been two fucking days, and she changed her sex?

Oh man.

He pointed at the keyboard and replied, "President Chu asked you to take it casually... As the assistant to President Chu, I would like to ask, are you being trapped?"

Borrowing clothes and staying overnight is really easy for people to imagine.

Su Lanqiao walked to the cloakroom on the third floor, hooked another black shirt casually, and replied, "Have you ever seen such a shabby person who was kept in custody and asked to borrow clothes?"

The tone was relaxed, without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

Ling Feng was stopped by the question, too, according to Boss Chu's arrogance, no matter what, he would have to have a few gold cards in a big villa, a small luxury car, and just throw them over.

He breathed a sigh of relief silently, "That's fine, come over in two days to prepare for the new product shooting, don't forget."

"Okay, I'll wash it up and return it in two days." Su Lanqiao put away her phone and looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction.He generally wears light-colored cotton and linen clothes, and rarely dresses formally.

The upper body of the black shirt brought Chu Cheng's abstinent temperament to him, which really looked like a flower of the high mountains.

He wrapped up his coat and went out to take a taxi to the address Yuexi sent him. It was a high-end tea house, and the private rooms were located at the innermost part of the corridor. It was as hidden as hell, like a thief.

The rules of the entertainment industry are troublesome, afraid of being photographed when going out, afraid of eavesdropping when talking, and doing nothing with integrity.

Push the door open and go in, Yuexi has already arrived first.

"Xiao Qiao, sit here, people from Xingyu Media will come over in a while." Yue Xi pulled away the stool next to him, looked up and down with probing eyes, "Your clothes don't look like your style."

Just waiting for you to ask, the corners of Su Lanqiao's mouth curled up quickly, "Mr. Chu."

"You two really have something to do." Yue Xi rubbed his chin, "You can't let Xingyu's people know this, although you are a small model, but Mr. Chu is a big piece of meat, how many people are staring and waiting to talk about it relationship."

Su Lanqiao nodded, and said in a low voice, "I can't explain clearly in a few words, let's talk about it another day. By the way, aren't Xingyu's artists partial to actors? How did they come here?"

Yue Xi picked up the teacup and took a sip, "It's a coincidence. The Xia Ran who confronted you the day before yesterday also belonged to this company. Xingyu now likes to sign artists with unconventional routes. Count one."

"Xia Ran is here too?" Su Lanqiao frowned, not wanting to have too much contact with that person, who was already very hostile to him, if he signed, he would have to look up and down.

The door was pushed open, a fat middle-aged man came in, Yue Xi stood up with a flattering smile, and called Manager An.

It was An Yang, the manager of Xingyu Media, who came in. He pushed his glasses and gave an official smile, "You're welcome, sit down. This is Su Lanqiao, Yue Xi should have told you about the signing, Because you are a newcomer, let's try to sign for three years first, and divide it into six/four. If you think it is okay, we will go through the process immediately."

"May I ask, why did you find me?" Su Lanqiao raised her eyes and looked at An Yang. His resume was basically blank, and Truth was his first endorsement. Signing such a newcomer has both risks and benefits.

An Yang picked up the teacup, and slowly put aside the tea leaves floating on the surface, "We won't go around the bush, we decided after seeing your endorsement official announcement. Usually we also screen newcomers, and when we come here like you, we will take this The endorsement of coffee growers has a promising future, and we are willing to try."

To put it bluntly, it was still because of the Chu family.

Su Lanqiao is not the kind of little Bailian who acts like a good girl when she gets cheap, and she lives soberly.He thought that if he wanted to return to China for a long time to develop, it would be inevitable to sign a contract with an economic company.

Even if his family has money, it is impossible to be an unknown salted fish forever.

The more contact with Chu Cheng, the more he wanted.

From the photo in the morning, he understood that it was because of the unequal status of the two that others could be blackmailed with public relations fees to make a fuss.

He needs to be better, so that he can have enough confidence when he confesses his love to Chu Cheng one day.

Thinking of this, Su Lanqiao nodded, "I will carefully consider the matter of signing the contract."

"What worries do you have? Xingyu doesn't come out of any corner to sign, and he also recruits your friends, and also acts as your manager, isn't it good?" An Yang pushed his glasses again, his tone was very peaceful , The sense of superiority between the words is still seeping out bit by bit.

Yue Xi cleared his throat and said hesitantly, "Share the share, can it be [-]/[-]?"

An Yang raised his eyebrows, and was about to rebuff, his eyes fell on Su Lanqiao's cuffs. The edge of the black shirt was a little longer than the coat, and the embroidered letters were exposed.

Yue Xi hesitated to speak, and was about to apologize for his recklessness, so he looked at An Yang on the opposite side and pondered for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, "Okay, five five."

Is that a promise?Yue Xi winked at Su Lanqiao happily, as if he was about to praise me, he seemed very satisfied with this matter.

An Yang's meaningful eyes fell on Su Lanqiao again, and the small calculations in his heart were crackling.

On the cuff he glimpsed just now, there is a unique logo of a high-end company, followed by letters, a string of letters embroidered with golden silk thread, "ChuCheng".