Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Well, give it to me."

Jing Jiaren reached out to take it, and closed the door again.

The people standing outside all looked at each other in disbelief—is it really different when a beautiful designer comes?Mr. Gong finally restrained his temper?

It shouldn't be, he has been sent many beautiful designers to him before, and the trick of beauty tricks has never worked.

Could it be that Jing Jiaren is particularly suitable for Gong Zihua's appetite?

Just when everyone was wondering, the door suddenly opened again, and Jing Jiaren leaned in front of the door and said, "Which one is the makeup artist?"

"Hello, it's me."

"Come in, and touch up Mr. Gong's makeup."

The make-up artist was a little trembling, but he went in anyway.

Next, the hair stylist, stylist, and assistant were called in by Jing Jiaren one after another, and they all lived in peace.

The photographers, lighting engineers, and studio engineers who stayed outside were all curious. What magical power does Jing Jiaren have to suppress a tiger with her bare hands?

You know, Gong Zihua's character is notoriously difficult to get close to.

An hour later, Mr. Gong came out of the locker room...

A row of 7 dazzling stud earrings shone under the light, which is his trademark.

Gong Zihua wore a punk outfit, black leather pants, a short jacket with martens and tassels, and her hair was combed into horsehair and stood tall, cool and unruly.

He walked to the light with a fiery face, raised his hand casually on his forehead, and aimed at the camera.

Very dazzling and very lethal, almost immediately entered the feeling.

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair beside her.

"Queen," SUN moved to Jing Jiaren's side, "How did you handle him?"

Jing Jiaren hooked her lips with a smile and remained silent.

The two stylists on the side whispered together: "It's so handsome."

"As expected, he is only in his early 20s, and he is firmly seated as the king of heaven."

Although Gong Zihua likes to play big names, he is very professional. It is said that he hardly needs NG when making movies, and most of them can be passed in one go. Moreover, his eyes and acting skills are very expressive, and he can lead the show.

Those who acted opposite him would be easily dragged into the scene by him.

After a group of photos were taken, the photographer kept shouting:

"So-good!"

"That's right!"

"OK! OK!"

……

There is no need to teach him how to pose POSS at all, he puts his hands in his pockets casually, and he is very handsome in any movement...

Well, of course, it's not at the same level as Ximen Longting.

"Don't look!" SUN pouted suddenly, and angrily blocked Jing Jiaren's eyes with both hands, "You can't keep staring at men other than Ximen's family..."

Jing Jiaren was speechless, this kid is absolutely as good as Ximen Longting.

"He taught you?"

"No! You can only watch SUN, watch KING!"

Jing Jiaren sighed and looked down at the information in the document.

After half an hour, the filming was suspended, and Gong Zihua, who was covered in sweat, sat down on the chair coldly, and then began to yell with anger.

The assistant brought the water over, and he just took it in his hand and poured it back: "You want to scald me to death?"

"Mr. Gong, this is lukewarm water."

"You fucking dare to talk back?"

Seeing that the scene was about to hold, the stylist rushed over and reminded Jing Jiaren to save the scene.

She frowned coldly, put the document away, and walked over in a few strides...

"Miyako, shut up!"

"..."

"Gong Zihua, sit down!"