The mystery husband is a little bad

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. Zhu Yanxi stared at Tang Mo's words. Tang Mo's words were completely indifferent.

"What kind of contract? Let me see. It's not a problem that can be solved with money. Honey, don't be afraid. I'm here." Charls stood up lazily from his couch, his clothes were still so big and stabbed open. The lines with distinct abdominal texture became more and more exciting as he walked around. Several girls beside him were infatuated. The photographer on one side was not polite to capture such a bloody picture.

"It's so handsome, ah, no, I'm going to faint."

"Me too, and so am I. Charls is really handsome."

Zhu Yanxi only felt that her shoulder was heavy. It was charels who stood behind her and put an arm directly on her shoulder, as if she were all in her arms. As soon as Zhu Yanxi turned his head, he saw the beautiful flesh, which made people feel bloody. He immediately reached out his hand and pulled up his chest: "OK, don't make any trouble. I'll solve this problem myself."

"What can you do about it? You're going to stay."

"I --"

ZHU Yanxi is really in a dilemma now, while Tang Mozi looks at the figure of two people who are close to each other. His black eyes sink and his hands are raised. The assistant behind him will take the contract of Zhu Yanxi and hand it to him.

Tang Mo CI casually turned back a few times, then hooked his lips: "do you forget the contract you signed? Let me help you remember it."

Zhu Yanxi glared at him again: "thank you, Mr. Tang. I'm not so forgetful."

"Yes." Don Mo dismisses and sneers. Charels has reached out and pulled out the contract. "What a great contract, let me see it."

After a quick scan, the more you looked down, the more ugly charels' face became: "Zhu Yanxi, you're brainwashed, and you're signing this kind of contract?"

"Go, you've got a brain!" Zhu Yanxi, hearing this, immediately fell short and broke away from charels' clutches. At the same time, he also took away the contract he had in his hand. "You don't have to worry about it after all, I'll solve it. Go ahead and finish today's shooting."

"Hell, I know he's the new boss. How can I still shoot for him? I won't shoot for him. I'm not allowed to send the photos before. Do you hear that? We haven't signed a contract. If you dare, I'll sue you!"

"Mei Fuqi --"

"whatever you call, I don't care!"

"You --" hearing this, Zhu Yanxi knew that charels was really determined not to take pictures. If the magazine dared to send, he would really sue them for infringement. She was really one of the first two big ones. She was decent. She didn't know what Tang Mo quit to do. She was clearly coming to smash the scene! "Well, you're here to help me, right? You've read the contract, and you must know that I can't do without you. Be obedient. I'll take you to eat delicious food later, OK?"

If it's hard, it can only be soft. Zhu Yanxi shakes charels' arm, hoping that he can take back what he said just now. Charels looks at her with a face that hates iron but not steel: "you really intend to stay."

"Then what else can I do, so you can help me, OK, OK." Zhu Yanxi's soft voice is like a girl friend gently coaxing angry boyfriend. Charels, who just had a murderous face, seems to be unable to stand Zhu Yanxi's coquetry. Although the evil spirit on his face is still there, the tone has been eased down: "are you stupid?"

"Then I'll take it for granted." Zhu Yanxi immediately smiles and greets everyone, "what are you still doing? Don't go on quickly."

However, when the people started to move again, Tang Moxi, who had been standing on one side, said: "no, it's not necessary to have disputes in the future. Today's shooting is up to now, and today's shooting is all invalid. Mr. Mei Fuqi is assured that our magazine will not be opened."

It seems like an ordinary sentence, but Tang Moxi specially stressed the three words of Mei Fuqi, which made the people beside him laugh and bow. It's true that such a tall and handsome man deserves such a name

"Hello, Tang. What do you mean!" When charels heard this, he was furious at once. The last thing he wanted to let people know was his Chinese name. However, Tang Mo's words were called out in public, and he exploded immediately.

Zhu Yanxi also frowned: "president Tang, the magazine will be published soon. If there is no charels, it's temporary. Where can we find a suitable person to replace it? Please take the overall situation as the priority and don't worry about it!"

The editor in chief reviewed the situation and said: "yes, Mr. Tang, Yan Xi's topic is very good. With the popularity of charels, if this issue of the magazine is successfully launched, I think it will cause a sensation."

When charels heard this, he immediately stood up with pride, and his eyes roared to Tang Mo's words, as if to say, you can't do without me.Tang Mo said softly, "no one, I'm not?"

"Ah?"

The editor in chief and Zhu Yanxi were stunned and looked at each other. They didn't quite understand the meaning of Tang Mo's words. Shouldn't they?

But at this time, Tang Mozi has already begun to unbutton his suit, and the ironed shirt covers his strong and hidden figure. Standing with charels, he is forbidden to have one wish at a time. That picture is really eye-catching!

Tang Moxi and charels look at each other, you are filled with a strong smell of gunpowder in the air, and sparks are everywhere. The assistant beside Zhu Yanxi quietly pulls his sleeve: "editor in chief..."

Zhu Yanxi also plays drums in his heart, but the two people standing together really have a visual impact. They are black and white, like deacons of demons. They are forbidden and desire, which makes people want to stop. They have the effect of one plus one more than two, which stabilizes the mind. Zhu Yanxi just comes forward, looks between the two people for a circle, and immediately greets the crowd: "you are not happy Move it up, and president Tang will be off in person. Hurry up, make-up artist, camera, move it up! "

“……”

Tang Moxi and charels immediately stared at Zhu Yanxi at the same time, and said, "what do you mean?"

"Haha, it doesn't mean much. I just think it's pretty good to stand together. Why don't we take pictures together? Whose effect is better? Or do you have no confidence in yourself and fear losing to each other? "