Imperial President, Tease me!

Monsoon's face showed the excited expression of the hunter when sniping his prey, "it's embarrassing."

Du Ruo smiled, "who's embarrassed?"

"Of course, it's Han Heyang's embarrassment. Is it difficult or am I embarrassed? This is the first time that we both appear on the same occasion after the game, which is bound to set off a bloody storm in front of the media. My selfie mountain is here. Isn't his previous full text funny?"

Lu Qianyan: "

Du Ruo: "

Monsoon sighed, "Alas, some people really don't know how much they weigh. My famous brand face has been insured for 100 million. What about him? A jumping clown."

Lu Qianyan: "

Du Ruo: "

The monsoon continued to TUT: "but then again, what part of my whole body is not a famous product?"

Lu Qianyan: "

Du Ruo: "

In another car not far away

"Did you find out which month the monsoon left?" Han Heyang asked his assistant.

The assistant nodded and said, "yes, the tenth."

Han Heyang snorted coldly, "you go and tell the organizer that I want to play the finale, otherwise I won't go."

Assistant: "

The finale?

Tonight's fashion dinner is attended by famous artists in the circle. International Film queens are coming. Do you want to play the finale?

What an invincible face.

The assistant then opened his mouth and said, "but, boss, the finale tonight is international film queen Zhang Jingyi."

Han Heyang sniffed, "Zhang Jingyi? That old woman? Forget it."

The assistant sat in his place, a little embarrassed.

Han Heyang was immediately unhappy and shouted, "are you deaf? Don't you go down to work quickly!"

The assistant immediately opened the door and got off.

He doesn't want to get his mouth again.

The new fresh meat has a hot temper. He was beaten a lot.

After about twenty minutes, the assistant came back.

Han Heyang said lazily, "how's it going?"

The assistant replied timidly, "the organizer said... Said..."

"What are you talking about? You're so constipated?" Han Heyang raised his foot and kicked it on the back of the co pilot's seat.

The assistant's heart was trembling and his voice was stumbling. "The organizer said that if you don't want to participate, you can leave now."

In fact, there are some words that the assistant dare not say.

The original words of the organizer are, "a thirty-six line really takes yourself as a big brand? The finale? You have an invincible face. If you like to go, go. If you can't go, go back to me."

The fashion circle has never been any star's licking dog, but stars lick them

The assistant was thinking that Han Heyang should offend the organizer this time, and he might be blacklisted in the future.

Think about it. It's fun.

You deserve it.

"What?" Han he roared loudly. "How do you do things? I can't do this little thing well. Can I feed you dry food?"

"I'm sorry, boss, I'm sorry." the assistant apologized again and again.

What if you don't apologize?

No job?

Han Heyang glared at his assistant and took a deep breath before continuing to speak, "where's the monsoon? Are you sure he's wearing this brand of clothes tonight?"

The assistant immediately replied, "I got the news before that they really borrowed clothes from this brand."