Play Nice

Chapter 119 119: Zhaobao's suit kills, the confession begins (one more

He turned his hands on the tail ring and lowered his head, wondering if he was looking at the ring or the person: "If she is not sensible, you must teach her to be sensible."

Qiao Shuang is an old-fashioned agent who has been in the industry for many years. She knows exactly what kind of person Cen Si is.

In his rules, there is no distinction between men and women.

Qiao Shuang stepped back and said nothing.

Ming Yuexi is a smart person who knows current affairs and knows when to grit his teeth and when to bow his head.

She squatted down, wiped the man's shoes with her hands, and lowered her posture to the lowest level.

"I'm sorry, Master Cen."

Many artists are watching, but no one speaks out, and no one in the entertainment industry does not know Cen Si's notoriety. He is a ruthless businessman with great skills.

"Okay."

Ming Yuexi got up and let go,

Cen Si didn't look at her, stepped on the beauty egg that fell out of her hand, and left.

Secretary Shao Feng followed behind him, and he could vaguely guess the reason for the boss's anger.

In the corridor, the previous noise resumed, or busy with their own affairs, or discussing Mingyuexi's affairs.

The first lounge on the left is the VIP room. The biggest sponsor of the good drama festival is Vatican Jewelry. The owners of this lounge are the Lu family, but their surname is not Lu, but Ji.

Ji Liaoliao is a newcomer to the girl group, and she will appear here today, of course, because she is a resource coffee, and her character is a wealthy little daughter, so she has never been stingy to show her family background to the public.

"Brother, can you find an opportunity to introduce me to Cen Si?"

Ji Liaoliao also saw the scene where Cen Si taught Ming Yuexi a lesson. This was not the first time she saw Cen Si. The first time was at the celebration banquet for her group debut. Cen Si attended as the boss for only 3 minutes , it was those 3 minutes that made Ji Liaoliao linger in his dreams.She likes challenging men, and Cen Si is the top of them.

Her twin brother, Ji Panxi, is the ruler of the Lu family's generation.

Ji Panxi's appearance is similar to his biological father, but his appearance is not impressive. Only his eyes are inherited from his biological mother, and he is a pair of overly delicate Ruifeng eyes.

He wears glasses, suits and ties, and looks polite: "He's not someone you can control."

Although Ji Liaoliao does not have the surname Lu, she also grew up in Jinyi Yushi, and is very proud: "I am your sister."

Now the Lu family is all Ji Panxi calling the shots.

Ji Panxi got up from the chair: "Just remember my words, don't provoke him."

She hummed, "I know."

The two brothers and sisters entered the venue together, and the organizer arranged the best seats for them, with the first row on the left in the middle.

When passing the third row, Ji Panxi's eyes looked over, and after a short pause, he withdrew his gaze.

Chen Yedu is the director, with sharp eyes: "Have you been with Ji Panxi?"

Ji Panxi just saw Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao didn't concentrate very much tonight and was absent-minded: "No."

"The way he looked at you," Chen Yedu concluded, "there's something."

The Chen family makes hotels and the Lu family makes jewelry. The two wells do not cause river water. Chen Yedu and Ji Panxi have never dealt with each other very much. Maybe the magnetic fields are not compatible. Although they are in the same circle, they do not communicate with each other. Jia, a foreigner in power, is a piece of business material.

Jing Zhao said casually, "My lady Lu is the daughter of the Lu family."

Chen Yedu sat up a little bit: "The one who was kicked out of the family tree by Mr. Lu?"

"Ah."

No wonder.

I heard that the sisters of the Lu family are at odds, and they have not been in contact for more than ten years.

Chen Yedu knew that Jing Zhao was not from an ordinary family, but he didn't expect him to be from the Lu family: "I haven't heard of you before."

"Nothing to mention."

"Jingjian is your brother?" A few years ago, when Mr. Lu was still alive, Chen Yedu had seen Jingjian who came to the Lu family to visit relatives.

"Ah."

Chen Yedu felt that the two brothers were too low-key, not like the twins of the Lu family.

The awards party is about to start, guests and media people enter the venue one after another, and the vacant seats are slowly filling up.

The enemy's road is narrow, Ming Yuexi and Guan Shanshan's seats are next to each other, and unfortunately, they are also nominated for the same award.

Ming Yuexi just brushed off her skirt and sat down when Guan Shanshan turned her head and said, "You are very strong."

Guan Shanshan just heard the little sister talk about the beauty egg.

"If I were you, I would be hiding in the toilet and crying now."

Ming Yuexi kept silent.

The lens is there.

Guan Shanshan leaned over with a smile, like a pair of good sisters, leaned into Ming Yuexi's ear and asked, "Does your face hurt?"

"Guan Shanshan," Ming Yuexi suppressed her voice, gritted her teeth and warned, "Enough is enough!"

The camera moved away.

Guan Shanshan stuck out his tongue: "Slightly slightly!"

The presenters were all sitting in a row, Chen Yedu was on the left of Jing Zhao, and the person on the right was late, Cen Si.

Jing Zhao and Cen Si had no friendship, they sat on the left and right, and the two had no communication.

Before the party started, Jing Zhao avoided the camera and answered a phone call.

"Little Master Jiu."

There was a woman over the phone: "Besides us, there are two other companies that want to acquire Reli Media."

Jing Zhao sat back and kicked Chen Yedu's shoes.

Chen Yedu straightened his waist lazily, sat forward, and blocked the camera for him.

Jing Zhao continued to answer the phone: "Which two?"

"Lu Ming Investment." There is another one, "Gem Entertainment."

Jing Zhao turned his head.

Almost at the same time, Cen Si also turned his head.

The eyes met, and between the electric light and flint, the undercurrent surged.

Cen Si opened his mouth first: "Mr. Jing," his eye sockets are deeper than ordinary people, and the look in his eyes is hard to tell, "It's a pleasure to meet."

Jing Zhao nodded, then looked away: "If the right way doesn't work, just change it."

The person on the other end of the phone understands.

At eight o'clock in the imperial capital, the party started.The jib camera moves to the third row, then pauses in the middle.

Jing Zhao, Cen Si, and Chen Yedu entered the mirror at the same time.

It was this shot that went straight to the top of the hot search, and the topic was overwhelming the candidates for the Emperor Vision.

【Ah ah ah, what kind of prosperous combination is this! 】

[Three seconds, I am gone]

[Who are these three handsome guys?Artist? 3 minutes, I want all their information! 】

Someone replied [not an artist, but a guest of honor]

[From right to left are Gem Entertainment Cen Si, photographer Jing Zhao, director Chen Yedu, thank you! 】

[This face value, you can make a group debut]

[The boyfriend in my arms suddenly doesn't smell good]

[He loves him, he loves him, loves and kills each other, fan fiction - arrangement! 】

【Take a hug from Teacher Jing! 】

[Take away Mr. Cen! 】

[Take away Director Chen! 】

[Sisters upstairs, wake up! 】

【…】

When the party ended, it was almost ten o'clock, and it took half an hour to drive to Lvwa Hutong.

There was a car light coming from outside the studio, and the business leader immediately pushed the door and ran out.

Before the car stopped, she shouted loudly, "Jing Zhao!"

It's Jing Zhao's car.

He got out of the car and walked into the dim light of the street lamps. He was wearing a straight suit under his black coat, and the shadow on the ground was straight and slender.

The elegant son, come with the moonlight.

"Jing Zhao!"

Shang Lingling rushed to the opposite side of the road, ran too fast, didn't stop, and rushed towards Jing Zhao recklessly.

He stretched out his hand, supported it, and when she stood firm, he retracted his hand: "Is there a person waiting here?"

Shang Lingling wears a down jacket hat. The white fur collar is very thick, like Jing Qianqian's fur. It is snow-white and soft. It surrounds her face in a circle the size of a palm, making her facial features more delicate and compact.

She nodded and replied, "Well, I don't know what time you will be back, so let the assistant teacher go back first."

"It's cold outside, come in and say."

"it is good."

Shang Lingling followed Jing Zhao into the house. It was windy outside, so he closed the door.

It was still cold in the house.

"Why don't you turn on the heat?"

Shang Lingling's nose turned red: "I don't know where it broke, I stopped it myself."

It is a severe winter in the imperial capital, and the temperature at night is below zero.

The decoration of the lobby on the first floor is very empty. The wall facing the gate is made of metal craftsmanship as the studio's logo: JZ.There was a T-shaped table under the wall. He Jiang would sometimes sit there to receive guests. The ceiling was filled with chandeliers, and the heights were uneven.There are several photos of different sizes hanging on the left and right walls, and several are placed vertically on the ground. The colors of the photos are brighter, in contrast to the gray and white floor tiles.

There is a small table on the left, and two sofas shaped like a cat's nest, which are soft to sit on.

The photographer's aesthetic is really amazing, and the studio is decorated like an art gallery.

Jing Zhao took off his coat and handed it to Shang Ling: "Sit here for a while, I'll go make tea."

She took the clothes.

Jing Zhao said, "Put it on."

She was addicted to Jing Zhao's suit, and her reaction was a little slow: "Oh."

Jing Zhao went to the tea room to make tea.

The business leader couldn't sit still, so he put on his clothes and went to the tea room. The tea room was like a bar with a bar counter.

Shang Lingling sat on the high stool, his eyes never took his eyes off Jing Zhao: "Jing Zhao, you look good in a suit."

Jing Zhao doesn't usually wear formal clothes.

With his back to her, he was washing the tea set: "Like?"

Shang Lingling nodded vigorously: "Yeah!" I like it very much!Super lust!
Jing Zhao didn't answer the call.

He simply drained the washed tea set, then added a spoonful of tea leaves to the Zisha teapot. The first pot, wake up the tea first.

After the tea is brewed, pour it into the justice cup, and then pour out two small cups.

For the first time, Shang Lingling saw Jingzhao dressed in a suit and making tea seriously, and he was terribly charming.

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　　Suit kill, ah ah ah ~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)