I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 868

Even Bai Lianting was amazed.

She has taken over the model team from Sister Yuan. It is no longer the fashion symbol full of special background and special meaning. It is just an ordinary business team of beautiful women who can pay high salaries according to the market price.

If you focus on shooting commercials, you can earn one or two thousand a day, and you can earn [-] to [-] or even more a month if you work hard.

This reversed the previous style of sugar daddy and celebrity in the model team.

If you don't work, don't train, just want to get to know the boss in the company, get out as soon as possible...

Therefore, the quality of the remaining models is not bad, and they have even developed from colleges and universities.

At this moment, they all quietly squeezed behind the chief financial officer, sighing coquettishly: "Xiaoqiang is so powerful, our company belongs to him too, but he doesn't have enough time to come to the company."

"Boss Jing is so busy. When my mother heard that I was working in his company, she immediately felt relieved and asked me if I had a chance."

"You can pull it off, the teacher Wang who went to the Spring Festival Gala with him is so good for him, and it's your turn?"

"The news is too late. He and Chen Weiyu have been rumored in Hong Kong. It should not be Teacher Wang."

"Oh, I don't want to be his girlfriend either. Last time I heard that there was a flat one in the studio, and he took it away at a glance. I heard that they were filming TV dramas. You saw her last summer. She was small and tall. Talking like a drake voice, I don't know where to look..."

"God, give me a chance!"

The feeling of the beauties is still different from that of the members of the high school rolling club. They feel that as long as they get on Jing Xiaoqiang's legs, they can instantly become a phoenix.

The allure of the possibility of reaching the sky in one step is like a hundred ants scratching one's heart.

Pan Yunyan, who was standing in front of her, stared and almost exploded, but Bai Lianting pressed her backhand lightly, and gave a gentle but firm mocking look.

Look, the beauties who want to fall in love with him can go to the third ring.

Can this kind of man hold on?

And Uncle Huang immediately proved that these talented men are really dogs.

With the completion of the intense lyrics lecture, the college students felt their blood boil, and they were filled with the eternal swan song.

Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't quite remember the songs of that Director Chou, but only remembered that some of the traditional artistic conceptions were very well-known, but unfortunately the ambiguous vocals made it difficult for people of their level to listen.

I can only urge everyone to practice more and spread more, so that more people can participate.

Tomorrow, I can find a higher school to attend classes on a larger scale, and the backbones of the Jingcheng Rolling Club have tried to find ways to gather overnight.

It will definitely work, the key is which university can grab it, and He Jiongjiong is always looking for his alma mater to make efforts.

Jing Xiaoqiang still didn't want the old man to be tired, and wanted to speak clearly, so he took two cars to meet Yuan Jie's Cadan restaurant.

Sitting down is the HK bank check written by Zhang Xian: "100 million Hong Kong dollars, to buy the video copyright of the class, of course you can only withdraw cash in HK, if you think it is not enough..."

Lao Huang is no literati, so he took it with a smile on his face and carefully put it in his wallet: "Enough is enough, Ah Qiang is so thoughtful, no wonder the business can be so big, Uncle, I am relieved and happy, but if I can see The beauties in the next capital..."

As soon as he showed a little wretched smirk, Jing Xiaoqiang knew that he was full of warmth and thoughts, and started dancing when he got money in his pocket!
But he couldn't cover his mouth.

Uncle Huang, he is the kind of ancient literati, who doesn't feel ashamed or ugly when he goes to a brothel with a prostitute.

Just watch the TV talk show they put on by some old snake skins.

The life is a chic and comfortable life, laughing and cursing are all articles, so I don't care what others think.

Originally, Bai Lianting was still full of reverence, and she carefully ordered the dishes with a demeanor as much as possible, but she really rolled her eyes when she heard that!

It was so big that even Sister Yuan at the counter saw it, and came over curiously to ask what was dissatisfied.

Pan Yunyan was still a little confused: "What beauty?"

Sister Bai has more common sense in society: "That's the kind of place... uh, nightclubs, places with escorts, I really should ask the models from the company to stay and work overtime, it's not as clean as those places! It's a shame I called you uncle!"

That's right, even Uncle Huang got mad at him.

But Lao Huang is a naughty face, so he nodded to Jing Xiaoqiang: "Not bad, this girl is very temperamental, quite chivalrous!"

Sister Yuan laughed loudly and encouraged Jing Xiaoqiang to come here, and she would introduce a place to play after singing two songs.

Jing Xiaoqiang despised: "Look at what you said, I really want to sing, not because I want to go to Liangmaqiao to play."

Then he went to the stage.

Sister Yuan almost went crazy laughing, and hung it on Bai Lianting's shoulder with difficulty: "Thank you for your hard work, don't you two talk about cross talk like this at home?"

Bai Lianting had no expression on her face: "Look at what you said, what kind of home are you in? You haven't left your home yet. Either your cronies are dragging you to a dirty place, or you're robbing me here."

Pan Yunyan was not stage-frightened: "Sister Bai, you can't say that. I knew him first. Now that I have settled down in Pingjing, I should spend some time."

Sister Yuan was a big deal, and she couldn't help watching this kind of gossip. She pretended to take Jing Xiaoqiang's seat seriously and sat down to ask Uncle Huang's itinerary. She also heard about the lecture at the music newspaper in the afternoon, which was great.

But the two old fritters chatted slowly, mainly listening to the two young girls here talking.

Jing Xiaoqiang was really thoughtful, he sang "My Chinese Heart" on stage, and then "Shanghai Beach", which made the guests in the restaurant very happy.

Applauded vigorously regardless of etiquette.

Unexpectedly, both girls were influenced by the spirit of the first congress, they shut up at the same time in front of outsiders, and Pan Yunyan took pictures.

Bai Lianting continued to despise Old Shepi: "I also said, please teach our advertising company a lesson, there won't be rat shit here."

Uncle Huang's writing lyrics is a side job, but advertising copywriting is his main job.

Famous slogans such as "When Remy Martin drives, good luck will come naturally", as well as the translations of the famous international brand Revlon, are all written by him.

But at the moment, he is like a young boy, fidgeting: "Ah Qiang, how many songs will you sing? How about I help him play the drums..."

He can also play [-] musical instruments, mainly because he can speed up the rhythm with his own hands!
Sister Yuan can learn to roll her eyes like Bai Lianting!

It's true that men are teenagers until they die.

Bai Lianting had no choice but to ask, "Is it really Liangmaqiao?"

Sister Yuan's expression had just been restrained, and she laughed again: "Yes! A bunch of bastards! Except for some incompetent children, there are all upstarts who speculate in foreign exchange. Xiaoqiang should not like this."

Pan Yunyan immediately proved it: "Yes! Some of our businessmen in Shanghai also lured him there, and they were never interested. Sister Yu insisted on dragging him to see some brothel culture for writing a thesis, but in the end she picked up an apprentice and came back to sing. "

Uncle Huang's eyes lit up again: "Can brothel culture also write papers? You must see it, she must be an extraordinary woman!"

Sister Yuan laughed so hard, it felt like this group of people was talking like a group of people.

As a result, Jing Xiaoqiang sang five or six of Uncle Huang's famous songs in one breath. The song "Hello in the World Always" by Huashan Lunjian also attracted a middle-aged lady with a blushing face to ask if she could sing along.

He obviously has a professional foundation, and he sang very devotedly, his eyes were locked on Jing Xiaoqiang's face the whole time.

The people at her table were obviously not low-level, they applauded enthusiastically, and even wanted to spend money to ask Pan Yunyan to borrow a camera as a souvenir.

Pan Yunyan simply sent a few photos, and almost inspired all the diners queuing up to take pictures.

So with Jing Xiaoqiang's current coffee position, everyone loves him wherever he goes.

Sister Yuan smiled and pushed them out: "I said hello to my friends over there, let's go, someone will pay the bill."

How is this possible? How is it possible for others to pay for the night market consumption? Didn't the news leak out and you know what you are doing?
Jing Xiaoqiang suppressed the joy in his heart, calm and helpless: "I will accompany Uncle Huang to take a look, you should trust me, contact me later... I don't need the car, Xiaoyan, ask the driver to accompany you back."

Bai Lianting felt like a bright mirror in her heart: "Pretend! You still pretend! Your tail is almost up! Get out!"

He then instructed the driver: "You pick them up and drop them off...Xiaoyan and I will go back to the villa area, and the company is still very busy."

No one would have imagined that in the end, she actually placed the 200 million-plus inkjet printer in the villa. Not only was it convenient for the technicians inside to be basically isolated from the outside, but also the inkjet parts from all over the country could be quickly sent to the airport by air, anyway, every day in advance Send all the documents together in one day without any delay.

Of course, consumables and raw materials have to be shipped from HK to keep the cost as low as possible. The advantage of owning a trading company is to save all middlemen to make the difference.

Pan Yunyan wanted to say something at first, but was finally suppressed by the local general manager, so she could only pouted: "You have to pay attention to safety..."

Jing Xiaoqiang nodded and got into the car as if mourning, and immediately clapped hands with Uncle Huang.

He really didn't want to do something, at least he used to go to such places for business entertainment in Jiaopen and Los Angeles.

But Liangmaqiao was really different. From the time he was in college to going abroad, he had heard of the number one golden cave in China the most.

Now it can be regarded as feelings, go to the online celebrity shop to check in.

So where did he need Miss Yuan to talk about the place, it was clear.

And from a psychological point of view, the mentality of going to a brothel with a few old guys who are intriguing and intriguing is very different from the mentality of going to drink flower wine with good friends and smiling faces.

Very relaxing.

He was still a little surprised: "A couple of years ago, my friends and I went to places near Shanghai and Shanghai, why weren't we so happy..."

After thinking about it, the waist of the bucket and the carrot fingers full of calluses in the southern Jiangsu township factory, how can there be any sense of expectation.

Getting off the car and talking about this, Uncle Huang laughed so hard, he sang an out-of-tune song with his shoulders crossed, he was happier than writing any song.

It is also speculated that Jing Xiaoqiang must have been suppressed by the bullish situation in the past two years and was a little out of breath.

Only then will there be such a feeling of being at home from the heart.

Alas, maybe it is, Jing Xiaoqiang told the driver to find a parking lot nearby and waited, he sighed and followed Uncle Huang to put on a mask and walked into the famous Gentle Township.

Just go in and have a look, that's it? !
(End of this chapter)