Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 459 is already a salted fish.

Cheng Yun felt that the old man of Zhong’s family insisted on wanting to marry the Zhong family and the Zhang family. The big reason is that the old man may have some special feelings for Mrs. Zhang.

From some subtle places, he can easily see that the old man has the signs of these aspects - the emotions of the people of that era are naturally different from the modern and young emotions.

But this idea has gradually begun to reduce some... For example, this Miss Zhang is indeed a good family heir.

The assets behind Zhang’s family are difficult to count, and the accounts on the bright side are not true... but they are not comparable to the wealthy people who are recognized by some people in the country.

For the first time, he saw this unique heir with a huge invisible asset. He would wear a dozen pieces of clothes and would drive a 100,000 Volkswagen.

The old man was a man who had suffered bitterness and experienced a great famine. Later he entered the ranks of the army. His life style was very frugal... Maybe the old man really liked such a descendant.

"Miss Zhang, you are coming."

After Zhang Yurui stopped on the avenue outside the TV station, Cheng Yun quickly came up. "Two less have been waiting for you inside."

"Let's go." Zhang Yurui nodded. "Can you go in from the side door?"

"You can rest assured that I am ready." Cheng Yun quickly nodded and said: "Please come with me."

He knows that Zhang Yurui does not like to appear in front of people - especially the TV station gathered a lot of well-known singers tonight, the entrance has already been filled with a large number of cameras, as well as fans of these singers.

"I may leave some in advance." Zhang Yurui bowed his head and said softly: "I will go to the hospital to accompany my grandmother later. I will look at the newcomers that the company wants to support this time."

This is the entertainment company of the new collective jointly organized by Zhongjia and Zhangjia. The shares held by Zhang Yurui in Feiyun Entertainment are almost the same as those of Zhonglu, and the rest is the shares held by the new group.

After all, it is a company that has already invested in it, so even though she does not have much interest in it, she will not lose sight of it - it can’t be ignored if she doesn’t care.

At the last banquet of her longevity, Zhang Li Lanfang did not announce that she was engaged with the Zhong family. It was already a step back.

This matter has not been raised since then, and the two have always maintained a concealed and embarrassing attitude on this issue.

Therefore, Zhang Yurui knows that she can at least not care about the new group... It is a reward for her compromise with her grandmother.

And her grandmother, only after that big banquet, has been unhappy and fascinated, and will be inexplicably distracted all day long... The former Zhang family’s industry has been well organized, and recently it has been less.

What makes Zhang Yurui feel wonderful is... But now Zhang Lilanfang, who looks like this, has some different flavors.

An ordinary, thoughtful grandmother.

Thinking so, Zhang Yurui has been led by Cheng Yun, all the way from the special channel to the inside of the TV station.

"Wait, this does not seem to go to the studio?" Zhang Yurui suddenly stopped.

Cheng Yun suddenly piled up a smile: "Miss Zhang, of course we have VIP seats, and the young master knows that you don't like publicity, so you have a quiet room. You can rest assured that no one will harass us."

"Well... Yeah." Zhang Yurui nodded.

She has no special affection for the falling of the clock, and there is no particular annoyance - just subconsciously will not be willing to approach this person... At least, not too deep talk.

She always feels that there is nothing in the inside of this almost perfect man.

He painted a nearly perfect skin, but is there bone in it?

"Wait."

Zhang Yurui stopped again at this time, and then walked toward the corner of the corridor under the stunned eyes of Cheng Yun—where there were two people standing.

Two women.

Cheng Yun is a person with good memory. If the memory is not good, how can he kill a **** path among thousands of people, followed by the pace of the falling of the clock?

He immediately recognized one of the two women, he had seen it... and had a little investigation.

A few months ago, Zhong Chenchen came to the city and saw it in the ancient moon festival operated by Zhang Yurui. He remembers that this woman is called Ren Ziling and is the deputy editor of a good magazine.

"Miss Ren, hello."

At this moment, I was screaming at the purple pear who was squatting on the floor with the pears, and raised her head subconsciously. "Miss Zhang! It is you, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Not only did the interview with the young female director of this antique shop, but later I knew that this was the only classmate in the baby class, and Ren Ziling naturally became enthusiastic. "How are you here?"

Zhang Yurui smiled and said: "I will take a look."

"Oh..." Ren Ziling nodded. "Well, I have read the information of Feiyun Entertainment. I remember that you have written your name on the top. This time is the super newcomer who specializes in your company?"

Zhang Yurui nodded. "Miss Ren's touch is still so keen."

"Of course, I just rely on this to eat."

"Well... I see you here, is it for the show?"

"Yes." Ren Ziling sighed: "The task given by the boss, I can't think of it. I don't really mean anything. I personally have little interest in this matter."

Zhang Yurui shook his head very generously. "Well, is there any difficulty? I just saw that you and your colleagues seem to be discussing something?"

Ren Ziling turned his eyes and said: "Nothing, but the arrangement here is somewhat different from the original one. I just had a quarrel with the people in the program group."

Zhang Yurui nodded and suddenly turned his head and looked at the old man who had come over and cautiously stood behind her. Cheng Yundao: "Chengyun, you can see what can help Miss Ren."

"Okay." Cheng Yun quickly nodded: "I will communicate with the people in the program group, and I will definitely arrange a best position for Miss."

"Wow, how can this be done?"

Your sister... You know it very well!

I have seen all the pears for a while... I took out a small bag of hoes and ate it.

"Nothing, and people are happy." Zhang Yurui smiled slightly: "Before, I was also taken care of by Luo Qiu."

When she saw Cheng Yun, she hurried away. It was probably the person who contacted the program group. This suddenly said: "Right, Luo Qiu recently... Is he still okay?"

"It's very good, I can eat and sleep and can dig me." Ren Ziling said subconsciously, and then felt something wrong, curiously said: "Hey, aren't you classmates? See you every day, why are you still asking me?"

Zhang Yurui said: "We were not common in the past... I heard that the school had dropped out of school, and even after the summer vacation, I have never seen it."

"Retire...learn?"

"Miss Ren, seeing you look like..." Zhang Yurui frowned. "You don't know?"

"Haha, how can I not know?" Ren Zilinghehehehehehehehehe smiled. "Of course I know...hahahaha, he is very good, nothing, thank you for your concern!"

I certainly know... a fart! ! !

Luo Qiu... You are dead! ! ! ! ! !

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Why is the boss here?

Why is the most evil black servant in the club here?

The most important thing is that he himself was here early.

Only the boss knows the movement of the black soul messenger, the black soul messenger will not know the boss's movements... So, does the boss know that the little action behind him, so come to check the post?

This made the Taiyin who was preparing to make big news very sad. After watching the spotlights in the studio at the forty-five to the corner, I happily rolled forward to ‘please’.

"Master... How come you?"

I have just finished shooting a photo of the best night on the stage. The boss feels good at this moment. He is jokingly saying: "I said, if I came to explore you, would you be happy?"

"High, happy!"

Taiyinzi body is a stiff, "I am old, what is ah, grateful to zero! Mood! If the fairy enters the body, the three flowers gather top! Yuhua Dengxian! The trough... I, the old way, I don't know what it is... ..."

"Then sit down." Luo Qiu just waved his hand. "Besides Cheng Yiran tonight, there is also a singer I liked in the past. It’s just that you are here, let me accompany you."

"Follow and obey."

Taiyinzi can't dare to be too arrogant in front of the boss, but when he puts his ass, he dares to sit in a chair less than a third.

Should... okay? The Taiyin was slightly relieved.

"Well... let Hong Guan come over." Unexpectedly, the boss said with a sigh of enthusiasm: "It’s a very interesting idea."

Taiyinzi feels that he is dead, and it is already salted fish.

(End of this chapter)