Chief husband, strong love!

Pei Chengsi stood still and drank slowly, "Hi."

Gu sang looked at him with a pair of eyes.

Say hello to yourself?

She hasn't figured out how to get close to him. She was accosted?

Pei Chengsi chuckled, and the play masochism hidden deep in his eyes was like a fox. "The facilities here are not very good. I don't suggest you come."

Gu sang suddenly realized that he was kind to him.

No wonder he had a good reputation and kindly reminded her of a passer-by.

Gu sang immediately smiled, "thank you, Mr. Pei. I heard that there is also a fitness center in the East District. Has Mr. Pei been there?"

Pei Chengsi raised his eyebrows and thought, "that? Worse."

"It seems that Mr. Pei is really experienced in this field. He still pays attention to keeping his figure after taking a few years off. Is he really going to make a comeback?"

"Very concerned about me?" Pei Chengsi's peach eyes smiled gently, "this tone... Reporter? Don't be nervous, I don't reject reporters. Want to talk?"

Gu Sang was also an eye opener. He thought he would spend some time to get close to him, but he took the initiative to mention it.

It seems that nine times out of ten the cover characters can handle it, which is mutually beneficial to everyone.

"Mr. Pei, I'm not a reporter, and you don't have to be nervous." Gu sang met his eyes and didn't beat around the bush. "Mr. Pei is here for fashion week. He should also be interested in our Verso..."

Pei Chengsi smiled at her and looked up at the man approaching.

Thin pansy looked cold, dressed in a casual black suit, and walked lazily with a bit of authority.

"I'm very interested. Now it's the most famous fashion magazine in Asia." Pei Chengsi said carelessly, "how much can you spend on your magazine?"

Gu sang didn't feel the figure close behind him. He was only slowly shocked.

He's Pei Chengsi. Why does it cost money to be in their magazine.

"Money? Mr. Pei is really joking."

Pei Chengsi thought, "what do you want from me?"

I've heard enough of this conversation.

Is it the one who sent her to the door to dive?

If the woman doesn't resign, how long will he be green on his forehead?

"Sang Sang, who is this?" Thin pansy Rong put her hand around Gu Sang's waist before she spoke.

The woman's body shook suddenly, and she was a little unnatural stiff about this intimacy.

Gu sang stared and turned to warn him.

Instead, Bo Yanrong took her closer to himself.

She almost pressed her man against her chest.

Thin pansy looked at Pei Chengsi with a sneer of warning.

His acuity told himself that Gu Sang was obviously more interested in this man than Qiao Nan.

How lonely and restless she is.

"Mr. Pei, I'm sorry..."

"Mr. Pei?" Thin pansy Rong narrowed his eyes dangerously and directly interrupted Gu Sang's voice. He stared at Pei Chengsi with a smile in his eyes. "This third rate male model who can't name still wants to go to a magazine? Money can't do it, and other ways can't do it."

Gu Sang was almost angry. It didn't matter if he yelled at her blind date. He yelled at her work and wanted to work hard with him.

Pei Chengsi looked at thin pansy with a smile and observed it more carefully for a moment than just now.

Night Sheng's anger is small.

Military background.

Oh, he hated their troops most in his life.

"Are you... Her superior?"

Gu sang immediately denied, "he has nothing to do with our magazine and has no decision-making power."

Pei Chengsi's relaxed expression, "that's good. Then we can still talk about it."

Thin pansy Rong stared at Gu Sang's expression that he refused to give up. "Do you believe I'll buy your magazine every minute?"