Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

The first day of shooting went well. The studio was crowded with "staff", which was comparable to a small fan meeting.

As soon as Li Meng walked in, everyone was boiling.

"Lisa!" someone even shouted her name.

Li Meng smiled appropriately and waved to the crowd.

The project director personally picked up Li Meng and escorted her all the way to the dressing room.

"The big boss may come today. Lisa, you should cheer up and try to win our one-year contract with Anders, so that we can see you more times!" the makeup artist was especially kind to Li Meng.

"OK ~" Li Meng smiled and nodded.

Because "Lisa" is so good to the foundation, her makeup was painted in only ten minutes.

The makeup artist looked at Lisa with a smile. "Sure enough, people look good, and they can draw beautiful pictures!"

When the shooting started, the photographer snapped at Li Meng as soon as he saw her go in.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" the project director walked over and said to the photographer, "why do you start shooting now? Lisa is not ready yet!"

The photographer showed the camera to the project director, "Lisa, every picture is very beautiful. There is no need to pose deliberately."

The project director looked at the photos and tacitly accepted the photographer's words and left silently.

"Let's cooperate well," the photographer shouted at Li Meng.

Because he has a beautiful face, he looks good at every angle. The photographer thinks this is the easiest job in his career.

While filming, several staff members who were originally interested in watching suddenly changed their faces and walked away quietly.

Li Meng was posing. As a result, a man in a suit came in. He was surrounded by a group of people. At first glance, he was the boss of this group.

No matter how long it took, Li Meng could recognize at a glance that the man was an Qingyang.

He came and stood next to the photographer. He was a photographer who was confident and respected by me. He inadvertently found the big boss standing next to him. All of a sudden, he could hardly hold the camera.

"Be careful." an Qingyang carefully helped him, with a gentle smile on his face.

He was urged by the project director's life-threatening serial call today. He said that there was a big beauty, the most popular flower recently.

According to the director's description, it's amazing. If you don't take a look, you'll regret your intestines

Is it that exaggerated? An Qingyang didn't believe it at that time. He only felt distressed that the so-called small flower advertising fee was frighteningly expensive. He almost got angry with the chief financial officer.

But now seeing the beauty opposite, he suddenly felt that the money was worth it.

The chief financial officer came over and asked, "what's the matter, Mr. an? Is the money worth it?" and looked at Li Meng.

An Qingyang nodded. What else could he say? It was really worth the advertising fee that day.

The chief financial officer was relieved. His job was saved.

"Would you like to ask her out for dinner tonight?" asked the financial controller.

An Qingyang looked at the beauty still shooting. He really hasn't been out for a long time. It's good to have a chat with such a beauty, so he nodded gently.

The chief financial officer is very happy. He knows that his flattery is flattering. Not only will he not lose his job, he may be promoted and raised

In this way, the chief financial officer is very active in this matter.

An hour later, Li Meng appeared at an Qingyang's dinner and still met him face to face.

The two looked at each other. An Qingyang looked careless, but Li Meng knew that this was his usual routine.

She didn't think so. She did what she should do, and didn't mean to please him at all.

This just attracted an Qingyang's attention. He thought this woman was really unusual. Others were eager to please him, but she didn't mean that. Maybe she was beautiful, so she wasn't used to flattering others... An Qingyang thought.

On the wine table, there were some people who liked to coax. The chief financial officer greeted them in advance and asked them to make more friends with an and Lisa. These people kept their mission in mind and often coaxed Li Meng and an Qingyang to have a drink with each other.

At first, an Qingyang refused, but later he couldn't prevaricate, so he had to pick up his glass. Li Meng was coaxed to stand up and come to him.

"President an, nice to meet you," said Li Meng.

An Qingyang's hand holding the wine glass suddenly trembled. He felt that the voice was so familiar. Looking at Lisa's face, he shook his head. It's impossible. It's just like a voice... He thought in his heart.

"President an?" Li Meng looked at him and called him in a low voice.

"Oh." an Qingyang recovered. He looked at "Lisa", smiled, crossed his arms with her and drank a glass of wine.

The people around suddenly began to coax.

But they didn't respond. They both sat down calmly.

Although there was no contact between the two after that, Li Meng always felt that there was a line of sight staring at herself, but when she looked at it, did she find any abnormality.

Because everyone felt happy, they drank a lot of wine, only Li Meng and an Qingyang. One couldn't drink because of alcohol allergy, and the other didn't drink because he was a big boss.

The others were drunk and left in twos and threes. An Qingyang took on the beautiful job of sending the beauty home.

Zihan's seat agent naturally wants to go back with Lisa. She sits in the back seat and Li Meng sits in the co pilot.

On the way, an Qingyang looked at Li Meng through the car mirror from time to time. She was a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ann? Did I rub something on my face?" she felt her face uneasily.

An Qingyang looked at her nervous look and smiled, "no, I just think Miss Lisa's voice is very similar to an old friend of mine..."

He looks a little sad.

Of course, Li Meng knew who the "old friend" he said was, but he didn't expect that there was no disgust when he mentioned "her", but his eyes were full of regret.

"Where has the old man of president an gone now? Is she... Nice?" Li Meng wanted to hear what he thought of himself.

An Qingyang smiled bitterly, "she and I don't know each other very well, but I saw her before when she was still green. At that time, she was still very pure. Although she couldn't be called national color and natural fragrance, she looked clean and kind. Now... She is no longer alive."

Has an Qingyang seen what he used to be? Li Meng was a little surprised.

"But she didn't know that I had seen her a long time ago..." an Qingyang smiled. "Later, she looked like a queen. Sometimes I felt suppressed by her..."

Hearing this, Li Meng lowered her head and smiled.

An Qingyang sent them to the place and left without the slightest idea of going up and sitting down.

Zihan and Li Meng went upstairs together. On the way, she always praised "president an" for being handsome, polite and respectful to girls

"Today he said you looked like his old man... This routine is too old, ha ha ha..." purple can not help but make complaints about him.

Li Meng smiled and didn't speak. If the little girl knew about the past, she wouldn't think it was a routine.

It's not easy for people to live all their lives and miss you after they die

Unexpectedly, it was an Qingyang who could finally mention himself. Li Meng felt very ironic.

"Sister Lisa, you should be careful of these rich people. Don't be deceived by their rhetoric!"

"At a young age, he told me to come ~" Li Meng smiled and scraped Zihan's nose.