Imperial President, Tease me!

Bo Haifeng smiled and hurriedly opened his mouth: "then I'll tell you straight, that's about the cover of beauty. Can you change someone?"

Su he suddenly frowned when he heard the speech, and his impatience loomed between his faces.

"Replacement? Mr. Bo, who do you want to replace? As far as I know, your company should have nothing worthy of Jinjiu. I gave you the cover in the face of Taihe. Now you say that replacement will take yourself too seriously?"

Even if the relationship is good, Su he's hot temper can't stand it.

Su he has a high status in the fashion industry and has a big temper. He likes to say anything directly. After all, his status is there.

Bo Haifeng smiled. "Well, editor in chief Su, there's no official publicity yet. There's an artist in our company named Qin Qing. You can check it online. It's very beautiful and has a high sense of fashion. I think you'd better consider it."

Su he's assistant has come in to inform her of the meeting. She said "OK" and hung up.

This is the sentence "OK", let Bo Haifeng wait until the next afternoon to get the result.

"Qin Qing, isn't he? I've seen it. It's really more advanced than Chen Yinong in all aspects. That's settled. This is the last time. If you still change around, don't blame me for not giving face to your friends. I'll be black for JPJ artists in the future."

After hearing Su he's words, Bo Haifeng smiled and said, "it won't change, it won't change."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Haifeng immediately told Qin Qin the good news and informed Qin Qin that he would start shooting the day after tomorrow.

Bo Qing at the other end of the phone hooked his lips and smiled innocuously. "Thank you, boss. I won't be late the day after tomorrow."

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In the twinkling of an eye, another day passed.

The next morning, Bo Qing received the telephone number of her assistant at four o'clock in the morning... Not Jing Shuang, but an assistant arranged for her, called moon.

"Mr. Qin, the cover will start shooting at 9 a.m. you need to arrive at the shooting scene at 6 a.m. to prepare makeup and modeling."

Bo Qingkou promised, "OK, I know. I'll clean up and go."

The moon asked, "do you need to send a car to pick you up?"

Bo Qing said, "no, I'll just drive by myself."

The moon answered, Bo Qing hung up the phone, then put down his mobile phone, turned around and hugged Xi Jinyan, and slept again.

At half past five, Xi Jin Yan got up on time.

Bo Qing also opened his eyes and yawned. Then he sat up and saw the light bit by bit.

Then he went to the bathroom with Xi Jinyan to wash.

When he came out again, the mobile phone that Bo Qing had just put at the head of the bed vibrated. Bo Qing hooked his lips. As soon as he went to answer the phone, the vibration stopped.

She picked up her cell phone and looked. Oh, my God, there were twelve missed calls.

It's already six ten. She's still waiting for her to make up. No wonder there are so many serial calls.

He cleared his throat silently, then Bo Qing sat down by the bed and dialed back the string of telephone numbers.

Over the phone, the anxious voice of the moon immediately came, "Miss Qin, you can answer the phone. Everyone is waiting for you. It's already more than six o'clock. You should come and make up."

Thin pour a guilty tone, his voice is also very weak, "sorry, moon, I'm sick, I may not be able to get through today."

"No? But everyone is waiting for you." the moon shouted.