What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

Chapter 41

The door was opened, but the door was closed.

“Dong, dong, dong!”

There was a knock on the door, and Kao Baishu’s phone kept shaking. She must be walking to open the door.

As the picture turned, Qiao Sheng saw that Kao Baishu was staying in the hotel.

Judging from the decoration, the hotel was quite high-end.

The door opened, but not completely.

Qiao Sheng heard the sound of the iron chain, which was the safety lock of the room door.

“Mr. Zhang, what’s the matter so late?”

Kao Baishu’s voice became cold and quiet, and it seemed that she was not familiar with the people outside.

The phone in her hand naturally hung by her side. From this angle, Qiao Sheng could see Kao Baishu’s slender calves and a pair of jade feet stepping on the carpet.

For some reason, a pair of long, straight white legs suddenly appeared in Qiao Sheng's mind.

"Would you like to go to the rooftop bar with me for a drink?"

"It just so happens that a big-budget movie invested by our company is about to start filming. We can have a long chat while watching the fireworks."

The man's voice was full of confidence, as if Kao Baishu would definitely agree.

Qiao Sheng was secretly shocked when he heard it. My God, have the unspoken rules in the entertainment industry now even sneaked up on the heads of agents?

"Mr. Zhang, you can contact the company for filming, and there is no need to drink."

Kao Baishu's voice suddenly became cold, and the rejection in his tone was very obvious.

But some people just can't hear the meaning of rejecting others when they speak.

"Hey, it's better to talk to you directly than to the company. After all, I'm very optimistic about you. Or, how about we talk in your room?"

"Mr. Zhang, while I can still talk to you calmly, please leave quickly and don't get mad at me. If you have time, you might as well go and fool others."

"Don't refuse a toast!"

Mr. Zhang was obviously furious. He slammed the door, and the door was pushed, causing the chain of the safety lock to rattle.

"Mr. Zhang! I advise you to be careful. I'm on the phone with my boyfriend, and he's recording the audio and screen now. If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"

Kao Baishu's tone suddenly became sharp.

"Don't lie to me, you don't have a boyfriend at all!"

The picture in front of Qiao Sheng suddenly shook, and when the picture stabilized again, a middle-aged man's face appeared in it.

The man was well maintained, with gray hair, but good skin, but his cheeks were slightly red, probably because he drank alcohol.

Mr. Zhang also saw the video call interface on his phone and was very surprised.

Baked Sweet Potato adjusted the camera to the front, and Qiao Sheng and Mr. Zhang stared at each other.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you set your sights on my woman!" Qiao Sheng pointed at the camera and shouted at the phone, "If you don't leave, I'll see you tomorrow on the Legal News!"

Hearing Qiao Sheng's words, Mr. Zhang's face changed and he glared at Qiao Sheng several times, as if he wanted to remember his face.

"Look at you, get out of here!"

Qiao Sheng cursed directly, and Mr. Zhang snorted coldly and left with a stern face.

"Huh."

Qiao Sheng heard Baked Sweet Potato whisper something, and then there was the sound of the door closing.

The picture shook again, and after it stabilized, Qiao Sheng's phone almost fell from his hand.

I saw Baked Sweet Potato opposite with a tiger mask on, staring at the phone and laughing.

"You are so timid."

"To be honest, I didn't get scared to death when I saw you like this in the middle of the night, so you are already very brave."

It was the first time that Qiao Sheng saw the true face of the baked sweet potato, but unfortunately the tiger pattern blocked his entire face.

However, judging from the exposed skin, the baked sweet potato should be very white.

"Is the man gone?"

The baked sweet potato nodded: "Yes, he has left."

"I heard you call him Mr. Zhang, who is that person?"

"An investor of a previous drama, I happened to meet him at the door of my room when I went out in the morning, and I didn't expect him to knock on my door in the evening."

"Does this happen often?"

"Are you talking about the hidden rules? Have you read too many novels and TV dramas?"

"No, I mean, the investor doesn't want to use the hidden rules on the female star, but instead finds the agent."

The baked sweet potato was stunned for a moment, then smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

"Uh... maybe it's because I'm naturally beautiful?"

"You're just bragging. If you have the guts, why don't you tear off the tiger's skin?"

"Bah, you're dreaming."

Being coveted by investors, it's possible that Roasted Sweet Potato is not bragging when he says he's naturally beautiful, but is telling the truth.

Qiao Sheng also wanted to see what Roasted Sweet Potato looked like, but unfortunately it was covered by a facial mask.

Blocked.

He yawned, took the water cup from the bedside table and gulped down a few sips.

"Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit, after high-intensity exercise, the body urgently needs sleep to recover."

"Then you go to sleep, I'm just going to wash up."

"Let's wait, we must be on guard against others, what if that person gets angry and comes back to kick the door, wouldn't it be a good opportunity to see a beauty coming out of the bath?"

Qiao Sheng saw a trace of panic on Kao Baishu's face. Although she usually behaves very tough in chatting, she is just a girl who is alone outside after all.

"Well, if my assistant hadn't had something to do, I could have called her over."

"Assistant? What company is it, and they also assign assistants to your agents?"

"Uh, not mine, but assistants assigned to artists."

"What about the artists you manage?"

"Not suitable."

"Not suitable? Oh, you are managing male stars."

Qiao Sheng thought for a while and gave his own suggestions.

"Well, leave your phone there with it turned on, and turn it off when you want to sleep."

Kao Baishu stared with his eyes wide open and thought for a while, then agreed with Qiao Sheng's suggestion.

"Then don't peek!"

"Please! If you put it there with the screen facing down, I can't see a ghost."

"Go, go, go, go, go. You said, you must be on guard against others. You lie down, I'm going to wash up."

The screen went black, and Qiao Sheng only heard the quilt fluttering, and then the bathroom door was pushed open and the faucet began to run.

The phone vibrated, and Qiao Sheng clicked on the new message and saw that it was from Wang Liang.

Wang Liang: Qiao Sheng, bring your sports equipment tomorrow, and see you at the same place in the evening.

Qiao Sheng was shocked, and he had to continue tomorrow? !

No, he had to find something for these guys to do.

He did it right away, and Qiao Sheng got up and sat in front of the computer, created a new document and started typing.

"Qiao Sheng, did you hear any sound?"

The sound of water stopped on the other end of the phone, and the muffled sound of roasted sweet potatoes came.

"No."

The faucet was turned on again, and Qiao Sheng continued to type on the keyboard.

"Qiao Sheng, it's strange, I can hear a tapping sound as soon as I turn on the faucet. Is the water pipe broken?"

Tapping?

Qiao Sheng looked down at the mechanical keyboard on the table and tapped it heavily a few times.

"Is that the sound?"

"Yes!"

"Don't worry about washing, the water pipe is not broken, I am just typing on the keyboard."

"Oh~"

The sound of running water sounded again.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, the bathroom door was pushed open, and the sound of roasted sweet potatoes became bright again.

"Are you working? Will it bother you?"

"No, I'm so full of ideas right now that I can write songs very smoothly."

"I used to think that the people typing in the company were very noisy, but I didn't expect that the sound of the keyboards alone was quite nice."

"Then you have to listen more. This is a high-end product, worth hundreds of dollars of mahjong."

The other side suddenly stopped making any sound, and Qiao Sheng heard a faint sound of water, not splashing, but like something was stirring the water.

Baked sweet potato is taking a bath!

Moreover, there was only the sound of the door opening, not the sound of the door closing.

The bathroom door is open!

Damn it, all kinds of images are emerging in my mind.

Qiao Sheng, calm down, winter hasn't even come yet, and you're already thinking about love?

"Qiao Sheng, Qiao Sheng."

Baked sweet potato muttered Qiao Sheng's name.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just think your name is pretty nice."

"Thank you, it sounds even better when you pronounce it."

"I mean, your voice is nice too."

Qiao Sheng replied subconsciously, his explanation only made things more obvious, and both ends of the phone fell silent.