The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 90 Recording
Prosperity.

While explaining work to the public relations department, the mobile phone in the drawer suddenly vibrated.

There was a sudden pause in the reports from the subordinates, and they glanced at the phone that the boss had put on the table very quietly, and then looked in the drawer.

Cheng Zhiyuan waved to them without emotion,
"Contact Secretary Liu for the rest of the work and go out."

Several people left silently.

I was still guessing in my heart, could it be the boss's personal phone?Was it the family or the fabled fiancée calling?

Cheng Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone, turned the chair casually, and started playing the recording sent by Shi Yi.

After a burst of noise, there was a girl's clear and pleasant voice, but with a burst of resentment,
"Is Wei Lan sick?"

There was a sound of the door opening behind him, Cheng Zhiyuan didn't move, and while listening to the recording, he flipped through some photos that were sent along the way.

The protagonists are all the same person.

The girl is wearing a light pink coat, simple denim, and a pair of sneakers, tilting her head in the sunlight at the foot of the mountain, playing with her hair, talking to people, and pretending to smile at the camera.

And the one who appeared the most by her side was a tall and handsome man.

Cheng Zhiyuan's hand suddenly paused, and he slid the screen back to the previous one.

In this picture, the girl is jumping up from the ground, her hair is flying, her eyes are smiling, she looks carefree and carefree, but what Cheng Zhiyuan pays more attention to is behind her, staring at her intently. looking at her man.

Merry eyebrows, but focused gaze and indulgent smile.

"The first sister just came to warn me, let me be a man with my tail between my legs in front of her, don't be too arrogant."

Cheng Zhiyuan's brows moved slightly, and he continued to slide down. He didn't turn around until the girl snatched back his mousse and jumped out of the car.

Secretary Liu was standing respectfully holding the document.

"I heard?"

Cheng Zhiyuan threw the phone on the table and said calmly.

Secretary Liu replied yes,

"Do you need me to make arrangements?"

Cheng Zhiyuan smiled faintly,
"Arrange what? What I need is a powerful pillar and assault weapon, not a vase that can only be erected by relying on my shelter and going through the back door."

"Anything other than resources, you don't need to intervene."

Secretary Liu nodded.It was for him.

"Boss, the thing about the fiancée that I said before"

Cheng Zhiyuan took the file, and he didn't seem to be paying attention.

At this moment, Shen Pianlu, who was far away in Luochuan, had just encountered a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

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"You mean we can't walk up the stairs?"

Miss Shen stared at Leshen in shock.

Shi Qile looked at her with an expression of "Are you a fool",
"Do you think that climbing a mountain means walking leisurely up the stairs like those tourists?"

"Is not it?"

"The program group talked about mountain climbing," Shi Qile pointed to a small trail at the foot of the mountain,
"It's really 'climbing', not walking."

Miss Shen then looked at the mountain path that stretched crookedly up the mountain, dumbfounded.

The camera uncle happened to be the one who came to wake her up in the morning. With a very precise close-up, the girl's shocked expression was perfectly recorded.

"Is the route of other groups also like this?"

She looked at the camera, and the camera uncle nodded to her.

Sniffing her nose, Shen Pianli jumped up and down on the spot,

"Well, I can actually exercise."

She looked up at the mountain full of fighting spirit, and finally she still didn't forget to say to the camera with a narcissism,

"After all, I have long legs."

Shi Qile shook his head with a smile and started the mountain climbing journey behind her, followed by the cameraman.

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At this time, the managers of various artists enjoyed better treatment than their masters, and drove directly to the top of the mountain along the avenue.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a tall and burly assistant who watched the bald manager's car go away, and then drove away silently and swiftly.

　At home, it is neither hot nor cold, and the wind is very cool. Only when I went out did I realize that this is a city where winter is summer.so hot~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)