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The next day was a cloudy day.

The season is about to alternate between spring and summer, and the sky is dull, as if it is going to rain.

No raindrops fell for another half day.

This kind of weather is always best for sleeping.

In the gloomy sky, Tan Qing woke up with back pain, **** pain, and throat pain, so she tilted her ankle aside very uncomfortably.

He had not succeeded in kicking He Mingyu, but he was grabbed by his ankle and pressed back into the bed.

A strong arm stretched out from the other side of the bed, wrapped around Tan Qing's waist, and led the person over: "Wake up?"

Tan Qing resolutely retracted her feet and closed her eyes: "No no!"

He Mingyu seemed to wake up recently, and his voice was a bit low and dumb: "Really?"

Tan Qing: "..."

right……

The hand that was originally placed on the waist slowly moved down a few points at some point.

Seeing it, I am about to move to the **** that was miserable and miserable all night last night——

Tan Qing immediately stretched out her hand to cover her ass, opened her eyes suddenly, and turned over He Mingyu: "Wake up, wake up! I'm going to make money to support my family, and I'm going to the company today!"

He Mingyu frowned and seemed a little unsatisfied.

But he moved his hand back and looked at Tan Qing, whose eyes were on his body, "Go to Rong Sheng?"

Tan Qing slapped He Mingyu like a sloth: "For Duck, I haven't visited him since "Xuanwu" was finished. I'm going to ask him what job I will do after filming."

Last night, it was all night, and it was almost dawn before He Mingyu went to the bathroom to wash.

After washing, I don’t know if it’s because of some personal thoughts, or I simply feel that sleeping like this is more comfortable.

In short, when he woke up, Tan Qing was still naked.

Tan Qing didn't realize that there was any problem at all, and he put on He Mingyu's body and spoke, every time it was like an invisible teasing.

He Mingyu's voice became more and more sinking: "Rong Sheng is the CEO of Shengjing Entertainment. It is not appropriate to let him be solely responsible for your work. I will wait and tell him and let him re-arrange an agent for you."

Tan Qing nodded obediently: "Oh..."

He Mingyu turned over with Tan Qing's arms and pressed the person under the quilt: "We went to the banquet yesterday in a hurry. Mom probably will be worried. Shengjing Entertainment and parents will stop by, and let the driver take you home. Look at your parents, okay?"

Tan Qing's little chicken talked about rice: "Hmm."

He Mingyu bowed his head and kissed Tan Qing on the forehead: "Well, it's still early, let's do something else."

Tan Qing: "..."

Qingqing doesn't want to do it!

Uhhhhhhhhh!

Spicy man!

It was almost nine o'clock when he was released from the bedroom.

He Mingyu hugged Tan Qing and took a shower in the bathroom, then placed him on the sink like coaxing a child, and personally wiped his face and brushed his teeth.

After a kiss, he said in a very gentle conversation: "I will drive you to your parents, eh?"

Tan Qing kicked He Mingyu and raised his arm: "If you don't go out again, I will bite you."

He Mingyu took Tan Qing back in his arms, went all the way back to the living room, and put the person on the dining table: "Sandwiches and milk are in the kitchen. I got up to feed my son in the morning."

Tan Qing hummed on the dining table and barked his teeth at He Mingyu fiercely.

He Mingyu didn't talk about Qing Qing's weakness, and he seemed to be able to fight another 300 games.

He went back to the bedroom and changed into a suit and fastened his tie.

He walked to Tan Qing again, put Tan Qing, who had been spread into a fox skin, on her lap, and kissed the corner of her mouth: "Are you tired?"

Tan Qing half-deadly turned herself over, and waited vigilantly to hang herself in the air: "Don't come over."

However, He Mingyu not only came here, but also helped Tanqing fix the corners of her pajamas, "If you are tired, don't go out today. The weather is not good today. I will call Rongsheng and tell him, Mom and Dad. I'll accompany you there until tomorrow."

Tan Qing sniffed and raised his head stubbornly: "I won't."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had to put his arms around him for a while, and waited until Tan Qing stared at him as he was about to fall asleep, before he took him back to the bedroom, covered the quilt, and drove to the company.

Tan Qing, who had been tortured several times, turned back and forth with sore back but couldn't fall asleep again.

He lied on his back for a while, then sat up straight, jumped out of bed angrily, took out his mobile phone and ordered two boxes of family buckets.

Wipe your mouth after eating.

He went to the kitchen to get some food for the little boy, and then walked down from the second floor with the same sleepy expression.

The driver He Mingyu had arranged for Tan Qing before. He was only responsible for picking up Tan Qing's daily life. He rushed to the door after a dozen minutes on the phone.

Tan Jiji was dug out of the bed by the little dad without guilt, and his big eyes were full of grievances.

From the bedroom to going out, he didn't even sip the milk powder, and the little head dozed off in Tan Qing's arms.

Tan Qing put on a green jacket and red trousers that could go out to the little boy in a perfunctory manner.

After setting it up, I took a picture in the mirror.

Feeling something was not right, he put the red melon cap that the clerk gave to Tanji on his head when he bought children's clothes.

Red, green and red.

good.

There is a look, must be the most beautiful little fat cub on the street.

Tan Qing nodded with satisfaction.

First carried the little boy into the car, and then found a few sets of big-name cosmetics from the endorsement partner from the house, packed it in a plastic bag, and prepared to bribe the mother-in-law.

Liao Xian has never encountered such a big incident since he was a child, let alone kidnapping that happened to her own children.

Although the little grandson was found on the same day, he was still frightened.

He Qi was distressed by his wife for a lifetime, and he didn't dare to go to the class anymore. He has been with Liao Xian all night since last night.

When Tan Qing came to visit with the **** in one hand and the cosmetics in the other.

The dark circles under He Qi's eyes were heavier than Tan Qing who had been tossed by He Mingyu all night.

However, the arrival of Tan Jiji quickly fell out of favor and also lost his family status.

After Liao Xian was busy playing with little grandson, and didn't say three words to herself for half an hour.

With a calm old face, He Qi greeted Tan Qing expressionlessly, and called the guard to take him to work.

Liao Xian stood up and went to pick up a new toy for Tanjiji. By the way, he glanced at He Qi's car from the window, then turned back and said to Tanqing: "Is it too hard to come here so early? Qingqing, mom sees you today His complexion is not so good."

Tan Qing: "..."

It's only strange that his complexion can be good after being left and right all night.

It just so happened that Sister Zhong didn’t have much to do today. She sat with Liao Xian, and she glanced at Tan Qing after hearing the words: “It must have been too worrying last night. Mr. Tan, there is stewed chicken soup in the kitchen, I’ll take it for you. Have a bowl?"

chicken soup? !

Tan Qing: "Good, good! Thank you Mom and Sister Zhong! Mommy is so good, Sister Zhong is really good at craftsmanship!"

Liao Xian was complimented by Tan Qing's smeared lips. Not only did he pull out He Mingyu's childhood photos and turned it upside down for Tan Qing, he also stuffed Tan Qing a big red envelope before leaving.

Tan Qing had a round belly after eating and taking.

Then he mortgaged the little fat cub to his grandparents' house, went downstairs and climbed into the car again, swaggering and drove all the way to Shengjing Entertainment, holding the red envelope.

Without Rong Jinkang, Shengjing Entertainment is thriving.

When the driver drove Tan Qing to Shengjing Entertainment, it was almost noon and the bustling time. The employees should take a lunch break and take a stroll out to relax.

It's just that Tian Gong is not too unpretentious.

It was only gloomy in the morning, and a few drops of rain finally fell on the skin, and it was cold.

In the trainee area on the first floor, there are fresh young teenagers who are practicing hard, and well-dressed agents and non-stop assistants are shuttled back and forth between the practice hall and the office area.

It is completely different from the past.

As soon as Tan Qing walked into the hall, the few strangers who came across diagonally greeted him with a smile: "Tan teacher, good noon."

This is the first time that Tan Qing has been greeted by someone at Shengjing Entertainment. She was very moved for a while, and immediately waved back with enthusiasm: "Early, early!"

The other side opened his mouth again: "There is a new film audition by Director Yang on the sixth floor. All the artists in the company can try it out today. Can Teacher Tan also be with me?"

Tan Qing: "Huh?"

Tan Qing thought about the arrangement after she finished her previous campaign. It should be that she wanted to go to a few variety shows first and then see if she wanted to continue filming.

So he shook his head honestly: "I'm not going anymore, He Mingyu said let me not go filming for now."

Everyone: "..."

The atmosphere began to be silent amidst envy, jealousy and hatred, and then began to be false in the silence.

In the end, rapport began in the falsehood: "In this case, let's go first. Next time we have a chance, we will consult the teacher again."

Tan Qing could not receive the eye-sniffing signal from other people in the slightest, rubbing her waist while climbing up the elevator.

The elevator stopped at Rongsheng's office floor.

Tan Qing hadn't come for a long time, and went around before finding the office door.

About to knock on the door.

The assistant in the cubicle next to the office called out, "Is this Mr. Tan Qing?"

The beauty assistant who came out seemed different from the one before.

Tan Qingduo glanced around and asked curiously: "Your name is Ai... Irene in English?"

Beauty Assistant: "..."

The big beautiful woman's face stiffened, and she managed to squeeze out a smile: "Elena has resigned for a long time, my name is Cherry. Mr. Tan, it may not be too convenient for Rong to invite you in now, or you can wait a moment, I Give President Rong's office a call."

Tan Qing took a step back very lavishly, and said clearly: "I understand, is he talking with the other big beauties?!"

Beauty Assistant: "..."

Today Tan Qing didn't actually make an appointment.

Cherry met Tan Qing for the first time, and felt that it was a far cry from the news reports.

She looks very good-looking, better-looking than all other artists she has ever seen, standing there seems to be shining.

There is no star shelf... and it seems, very old driver's aura.

Just when Cherry didn't know how to answer Tan Qing's question.

Rong Sheng's office door twisted downward.

The door opened, and a slender short-sleeved short-sleeved short-sleeved short-sleeved short-sleeved short-sleeved short-sleeve short-sleeved big wavy exotic beauty walked out.

The new beauty looked at Cherry arrogantly, then at Tanqing, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "I'm sorry to let Mr. Tan wait so long."

Tan Qing waved his hand honestly: "It's okay, it's okay, I've waited longer than this time, you obviously can't do it!"

Exotic beauty: "..."

Cherry: "..."

The exotic beauty who was pierced by a knife was so angry that she didn't even say goodbye, and stepped on her high heels and got off the elevator.

Only Tan Qing spread his hands, made a grimace at the beauty who went away, and turned to Cherry, "You are much better than her! It is absolutely impossible to be a low-key person after unfair competition like her." .Beauty, I'm going in."

Cherry: "..."

Back in the assistant room, Cherry sat down and thought for a while, amused by Tan Qing.

The windows in the office have been opened.

The central air conditioner is also on.

Rong Sheng's desk is still the same, everything on the desk is scattered and scattered.

As soon as Tan Qing entered the room, he sneezed a lot, then sniffed, found a corner and coughed several times: "Mr Rong, this perfume smells too strong..."

Rong Sheng got up and pushed the remaining two windows together. He poured a glass of water for Tan Qing and said with a smile: "Who knows you are coming suddenly."

Tan Qing raised her hand again to fan the air in front of her nose, and said with difficulty, "How is your house doing? Is your mother still so annoying?"

Rongsheng's office has a large sofa diagonally opposite the desk, and the wooden sofa armrest is wide and comfortable.

Tan Qing found this perfect location when she first came to the office.

It's the same this time.

Rong Sheng returned to the desk and sat down: "It's okay. The plastic surgeon that your old He found has roughly restored the shape of Rong Jinkang's gadget, but the function is basically useless. My mother has to get used to it if she is not used to it. Bar."

He paused, then looked at Tan Qing again: "Why did you suddenly remember to look for me today?"

"Hey, I just want you to arrange an agent for me."

Tan Qing turned to Rong Sheng and shook her legs, "I want a kind that is capable and powerful, and works hard enough to make me earn a lot of money."

Rong Sheng was a little surprised: "Work more, get more money? I don't think Lao He will let you continue to work. Are you sure you want to increase the workload?"

Tan Qing jumped off the sofa with a sad face: "Yes, I want to make money to support my family, and I will support He Mingyu in the future. I have to make a lot of money."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "Qingqing, listen to me. The assets in your old He's hand are enough for you to sit and eat for hundreds of years. It's really not your turn to earn money to support him."

Tan Qing shook her head and said deeply: "Oh, you don't understand."

Rong Sheng: "..."

alright.

The fun between you.

What do outsiders know.

Rong Sheng lowered his head, took two sips of coffee on the table, and changed the subject: "I will help you arrange the broker's business this afternoon. But the direction of your next work..."Xuanwu" estimates that it will take two at the earliest. It won’t be broadcast until a few months later. What do you plan to do in the meantime?"

Tan Qing rolled her eyes: "Just, make money?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng digs out a few pieces of paper from the materials at the bottom of the table: "When the filming of "Xuanwu" stopped before, Lao He spent 50 million to vote for a variety show for you, and the planning case was submitted for approval. As a result, I was interrupted by "Xuanwu." Why don't you get this variety show out first?"

Fifty million.

Tan Qing said curiously and distressedly: "What variety show?"

Rong Sheng sorted out a few pieces of paper and handed it to Tan Qing: "The name is "His and Her Life". The main content is what is the private life of a star after leaving the spotlight."

Seeing Tanqing's eyes wide open, Rong Sheng smiled again.

The tone slowed down and explained in detail: "For example, the planning paper is now tentatively planning to invite four artists, including you, and will also recommend you as the main shooting star. The so-called name is "His and Her Life", It means that when you are not at work, that is, when you are not filming, not making commercials, or not in time for announcements, such as at home, or playing outside, or..."

Tan Qing clapped his hands: "Or with He Mingyu?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng sighed, "As far as I know Lao He, he might not be happy to be on the camera. You can ask him at that time."

Wait until Tanqing glanced over the planning copy.

Rong Sheng continued: "The audience market for this kind of lifestyle variety shows has always been very large, and it can be filmed and broadcast now. In addition, you have been very popular recently. By the way, I will help you stabilize the popularity. Of course, there is still a point in the show. Don't be too honest."

Tan Qing nodded seriously: "Um, I know, then take this."

Rong Sheng raised his eyebrows and faced Tan Qing's bright apricot eyes.

He quickly looked away: "Then this, I will call Lao He to discuss the final plan in the evening. You should be out of work lately?"

Tan Qing, who never cares about her work, shook her head blankly: "I have been idle lately, so I will go to the night market to set up a street stall."

Rong Sheng was taken aback.

Suddenly I remembered the scene where Tan Qing once rushed into his office after setting up a stall in a night market with a **** backpack on his back.

Or maybe it was already a step too late.

Rong Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

I opened the drawer, took out the orange-flavored lollipop and threw it to Tan Qing: "The new agent will contact you in the afternoon, and she will contact you with the new announcement and the "Xuanwu" press conference."

Tan Qing quickly caught the lollipop, peeled the candy wrapper and licked it, craned her neck: "Are there more?"

Rong Sheng smiled: "No, just this one."

Tan Qing: "Good. Then I'm going back."

Rong Sheng: "Hmm. Do you have a car, I'll see it for you."

Tan Qing held the lollipop and waved to Rong Sheng with a smile: "No need! He Mingyu asked the driver to follow me."

Rong Sheng nodded and watched Tan Qing walk to the office door.

Then.

Tan Qing turned back again.

He took a few bites of the lollipop in his mouth and glanced at Rongsheng.

Rong Sheng looked up: "What's the matter?"

Tan Qing seemed to hesitate, smash it, smash it: "President Rong, can I ask you a question?"

As soon as Rong Sheng heard Tanqing's tone, he felt that there was a pitfall: "...what's the problem?"

Tan Qing brewed a few words: "That is, you have talked with so many girlfriends, do you know what it is to love others? That is, or how does it feel to love someone?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng was speechless for a long time, and glanced at Tan Qing: "Don't tell me you are going to ask me the answer, and use it to judge whether you love He Mingyu or not."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing's sincere face: "Hehehe."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng didn't know whether he should sympathize with He Mingyu or himself.

Or is it because of tracing the root cause, beating Tan Qing?

Which sounds very strange.

Rong Sheng gave up on himself: "How can I know this answer? If I run into true love, I must have been married a long time ago. Why do I still have to talk about it one by one?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing nodded: "What you said makes sense."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng knocked on the back of his head with a headache, and finally tried to squeeze a few words out: "Anyway, if you love one, you will care about him very much, and you will be willing to earn money for him to spend, and want to be with him all the time. I hope he is healthy and safe. Joy prolongs the year."

"Even if I can't be with him, I hope to see him happy."

Tan Qing recalled carefully: "Wow, this way...well, then I should love He Mingyu more."

Take a reassurance pill for myself.

Tan Qing relaxed a lot, and even smiled brightly.

He waved his hand to Rong Sheng: "See you next time, thank you Mr. Rong. Next time I will let He Mingyu invite you to dinner!"

Rong Sheng: "Okay, goodbye."

goodbye.

The office door closed again.

Through the empty floor-to-ceiling windows.

After more than an hour passed, the light rain that had been ticking outside became heavier.

There was a rattling noise when it hit the windowpane.

Rong Sheng took all the to-do materials on the table and reviewed them one by one.

The signature that should be signed, the one that should be typed down and redone is redone.

Halfway through the process, it seemed that I was finally a little tired.

The figure in a gray-blue suit stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in some silence, and looked out through the window.

The rain is getting heavier.

Even the sky, which should have been bright during the day, was a bit darker.

Cherry comes to the office to deliver coffee at a fixed time.

Go to the desk.

I saw Rong Sheng staring at the pouring rain outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cherry hesitated. "Boss?"

Rong Sheng seemed to come back to his senses, and asked, "Has Tan Qing gone back?"

Cherry seems to know that Rong Sheng will ask: "I went back half an hour ago. I brought him an umbrella. Don't worry."

Rong Sheng exquisitely showed a suave smile, "Thanks for your hard work. Today's weather is bad, I will take you home after get off work."

Cherry was flattered and hurriedly said, "Thank you Mr. Rong. But don't bother you. My home is far away, so I can take the subway to go back by myself."

Rong Sheng curled his lips: "In such bad weather, it is the boss's negligence to let my little assistant go back alone. It doesn't matter, you won't be deducted from your salary if you ride in the boss's car."

Cherry didn't want to push anymore, so she accepted it politely.

I was about to report to Rong Sheng about his work again.

Suddenly a thunder fell, and half of the sky was shining brightly.

The gust of wind blew up the two open windows in the office tottering.

Cherry stopped her work, walked to the side to look for the window poles, and sighed while looking for them: "This wind and thunder has become more and more scary since this morning. Is it an urban effect?"

Rong Sheng tilted Erlang's legs and glanced out: "That's not necessarily. It's not often written in martial arts novels. When this kind of thunder and lightning strikes, is someone trying to overcome the catastrophe?"

Cherry: "..."

Cherry stepped on her stiletto heels and closed the window.

He returned to Rong Sheng's table and stacked a bunch of new materials on Rong Sheng's table: "Then I hope they can get through the robbery smoothly with the help of the boss's good words."

Rong Sheng: "..."

And just when Tan Qing's car drove out of the Shengjing Entertainment office building and drove onto the elevated highway.

The men's detention center on the outskirts of J City welcomed an extremely rare guest.

The suspect detained here on the 0157 is about to usher in the final sentence.

Due to the lawyer's many efforts to communicate, the request of the suspect No. 0157 to meet with a natural person alone was finally approved by the other's assistant.

The sky above the detention center did not improve at all because it was outside the sixth ring, and it was still gloomy.

He Mingyu didn't wear a suit, but simply put on a trench coat.

Stepping on the green leaves that were blown down by the strong wind, walked into the three iron doors.

The door to the room with only a small window opened.

Ran Anluo, who had been detained for nearly four months, was wearing the uniform uniform in the detention center, with a haggard expression, sitting on the other side of the glass.