President, don't tease me

Lin Anxin nests on the sofa and chats with Tang Guo. He Zhizhang sits aside with a sad face. Since Tang Guo came back, his little woman has not "spoiled" herself for a long time.

Over the past four years, he Zhizhang's kindness to Lin Anxin is in everyone's eyes. He wants to hold her up to heaven. If she says she wants stars, I'm afraid he Zhizhang will get a spaceship!

But he Zhizhang was very afraid. He was afraid that one day she remembered what had happened before and ran away. This was unacceptable to him. The expressionless Lin Anxin and lifeless Lin Anxin would wake him up from time to time.

Until thunder gave him a good way: "don't you pull the certificate?"

"You mean getting a marriage certificate?"

"Yes, even if she remembers, she can't run if she wants to run. If she wants another child, she won't be willing to leave."

He Zhizhang patted his head and suddenly realized that it was really like this, so he was looking for opportunities to get close to her these days, but the little woman put all her mind on Tang Guo and modeling.

"Dhyu, I answered you" what's so happy? "He Zhizhang is now a resentful husband.

"Xiaobai received an advertisement for me. I like it very much. I can start shooting tomorrow."

"What advertisement?" he Zhizhang continued without expression.

"The treatment of thermal underwear is pretty good." Lin Anxin smiled and looked really good. People couldn't help falling, but the words in her words hurt he Zhizhang: "what? Underwear advertising? Don't go!"

"Er..." Lin Anxin scratched her head. This man was still a famous film emperor at the beginning. Now his IQ is getting worse and worse. So she patiently explained, "it's not underwear, it's thermal underwear."

He said coldly, "is there any difference?"

"It's not the one with bare breasts. It's the one with sleeves in winter."

He Zhizhang reluctantly understood that no one would see his daughter-in-law's skin, so he agreed with Lin Anxin to take over the advertisement.

"He Yingdi, come to visit the class." Xiaobai is flattering with a smile on his face.

"I'm no longer in the entertainment industry. Don't call me he Yingdi."

"How can we do that? You are an immortal myth in our hearts!"

He Zhizhang pulled at the corner of his mouth, and then asked, "where's Anxin?"

Xiaobai pointed to the shooting base behind him: "it's inside."

He Zhizhang lifted the shade and went in. Inside, several photographers and lighters were busy. Under the white curtain, Lin Anxin was wearing a set of pink thermal underwear and various poses.

In the final analysis, thermal underwear is still underwear. Although it is long clothes and trousers, it is tightly attached to her body, which makes her convex and concave figure and package incisively and vividly, which makes he Zhizhang jealous.

The things that made him most angry came one after another. A male model came slowly. The director didn't see he Zhizhang and said, "that Anxin put her hand on the male model's shoulder and showed a sense of happiness in her eyes... OK, that's right, that's it..."

He Zhizhang's anger was about to burn his hair. Xiaobai stood aside and saw his gloomy face. He immediately advised him: "ah, he Yingdi, don't worry, this is the biggest scale for shooting. There's no excess. We..."

Before he finished, the voice of the director on the other side rang again: "the male model holds Anxin's waist and head."

Lin Anxin was not able to adapt to such intimate behavior. When the male model stretched out her hand, she took an unnatural step back and avoided his clutches. This reaction pleased he Zhizhang. It seems that the little woman was taught by herself.

The director was a little irritable and couldn't help blaming: "what are you doing? Lin Anxin, don't you have any professional quality? What else do you want to be a model! Hurry up."

"I......" Lin Anxin wrote all her grievances on her little face, but she was unable to refute.

"Go away!" a clear voice came. He Zhizhang came and kicked over the camera in front of the director.

"The tortoise son of a bitch dare..." he swallowed again halfway through the sentence: "he Zhizhang..."

"Yes, it's me, and you can call my woman?" his eyes were deep, as if he could kill people. Then he looked at the young male model, who immediately ran back backstage.

Lin Anxin ran over in small steps and felt very sorry. Now... He Zhizhang kicked the director's camera in front of so many people. Let alone the problem of money, where can the director's face go? Now, it's a complete standoff with the director. The shooting expenses have not been settled yet! It's so embarrassing

"Director Lin, I'm sorry, he Zhizhang is not what you think. He is ill..." Lin Anxin explained at a loss, with a flattering fake smile on her face.

"Lin Anxin!" three words squeezed out of he Zhizhang's mouth, as if they could eat her: "say it again!"

Where can Lin Anxin manage so much? The dog leg helped up the camera that fell to one side: "director Lin, calm down."

"Oh, Anxin, where can you do this kind of work?" the director immediately took the camera from her hand, and then said, "he Yingdi, good kick, right kick, all my inspiration for shooting at once, or you can have another one?"

Now, without the male model, Lin Anxin moved twice at will and was passed. She couldn't help opening her mouth: "the director has no integrity at all!"

Xiaobai took Lin Anxin to the back to change clothes. She also muttered, "ouch, the movie emperor he is so handsome."

"Where is handsome? It's just looking for trouble! The director has no integrity at all! It's disgusting."

"The director must be afraid of he Zhizhang. He Zhizhang doesn't mix in the entertainment industry, but his contacts are still there. In a word, the director is almost blocked by the whole network."

"Er..." Lin Anxin helped her: "is it so serious? Does he Zhizhang still have such a tyrannical tendency?"

"Tut tut Tut, people only spoil you!" she said, and Xiaobai poked her chest.