Play Nice

Chapter 336 336: Sunscreen play on the beach (two more)
She turned to Jing Zhao and said, "You still have a photo shoot in the morning, so you're going to be late, let's go."

"Ah."

The two just walked to the side of the car.

Shang Yude suddenly stood up from the wheelchair.

"You donate is also a donation, Baolan's donation is also a donation, you don't wonder why I would rather give you the shares, I would rather come to your mother's grave and suffer this humiliation, rather than give it to He Wanlin?"

Shang Lingling held down Jing Zhao's hand that opened the car door.

"I met Hou Yonghui, and he told me one thing. He Wanlin and the kidnapper who kidnapped you are fellow villagers, and their ancestral home is in Nanling." Shang Yude blushed with anger and plausibly said, "They are basically a gang. Yes, they killed your father, do you still want to hand over Shanghua International to your father-killer?"

Shang Lingling was amused by Shang Yude's righteous indignation: "You are right, so why don't you die? If you really have the guts to take revenge, don't exchange your shares for Shang Baolan's liver."

Shang Yude was speechless.

"You and He Wanlin are really a perfect match. She also came to find me. Like you, she also came to inform me."

"What did she say?"

"You should be very clear." Shang Lingling was too lazy to repeat.

Shang Yude refuted loudly: "She framed me, she wanted to get my shares, and deliberately slandered me."

I really can't see the coffin without shedding tears.

Shang Lingling let him die: "You husband and wife have told me a secret, do you want me to tell you a secret too?"

When his eyes met, Shang Yude staggered back and fell into a wheelchair.

"Do you know why Hou Yonghui asked you to report the relationship between He Wanlin and Cen Yongqing?"

Shang Yude thought that Hou Yonghui was for money.

Shang Lingling calmly showed her trump card: "Because I let him go."

She asked Hou Yonghui to report, and let He Wanlin know that Hou Yonghui was to report.

The conflict escalated, and the two dogs became anxious, and then bit each other more violently.

"I already knew what happened back then. You are all innocent, and you will all be punished."

Shang Yude was stunned: "You, you—"

It turned out that she was the one who played chess, and He Wanlin was just a pawn being used.

Shang Yude clutched his heart, breathless, tilted his head, and passed out.

"Chairman!"

"Chairman!"

Seeing this, Mr. Su hurriedly made a phone call.

The business leader watched indifferently.

"go?"

"Ah."

Jing Zhao opened the car door, and the business leader got into the car.

Mr. Su has the name of vision, and the ambulance was waiting nearby, passing Jing Zhao's car on the road.

When you go back to the city, you will pass a viaduct. Below the bridge is the Lantang River. It is windy today, and the river surface ripples in a circle.

The business leader asked Jing Zhao, "Am I bad?" Not only did Shang Yude kneel, but he wanted to anger him to death.

The car just drove to the middle of the bridge, and Jing Zhao stopped the car.

She will doubt herself and she needs praise.

Jing Zhao said, "No, you have done a good job, and the bad guys should be punished."

The wind by the river was very comfortable, and the business leader smiled: "I'm fine today, how about going to the shooting site to do chores for you?"

"it is good."

The car was still parked, and Jing Zhao rubbed his fingers on the steering wheel repeatedly.

"Do you have something to say?"

"Have you ever wondered what He Wanlin's purpose is? Why did she bribe Hou Yonghui to recommend Cen Yongqing to Shang Yude?"

Shang Lingling also thought about this question: "Isn't it more foolproof to tear up tickets?"

"There is such a possibility, but other possibilities are not ruled out." Jing Zhao was scheming and wanted to make things more thorough, "Is it possible that He Wanlin's purpose was not your mother in the first place?"

But the order of business.

Shang Huai Xu was the biggest obstacle for He Wanlin to eat the fat of Shanghua International.

"You can make a bolder guess." Jing Zhao said, "Is it possible that Shang Yude was pushed away by He Wanlin? That's why Cen Yongqing came from behind."

Everything Jing Zhao said is possible.

Shang Lingling was thinking, his nails scratched his hands subconsciously, and more and more details were entangled in his mind.

Jing Zhao unfastened his seat belt and hugged her: "It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, I'll check it out for you."

"Ah."

Fortunately, she still has Jing Zhao.

The filming location was by the sea, and it took nearly an hour to drive there.

This time we are going to shoot the cover of a weekly magazine. The two cover characters Jing Zhao recognizes. One is a foreign male model who has worked with him many times, and the other is a swimming queen who has recently won a Grand Slam.

The swimming queen is not very comfortable with the camera, and the shooting progress is a bit slow.

The lunch was ordered by the business leader, and she also ordered fruit and drinks.

After the meal, Shang Ling led Jing Zhao's notepad and ran to the awning of the Swimming Queen.

"Miss Jin, can you sign my name?"

Miss Jin's name is Jin Jingjing.

Shang Lingling heard from Sister Zhou last time that her husband is a fan of Jin Jingjing.

Jin Jingjing didn't recognize Shang Lingling, but she couldn't help but look at her beautiful appearance.

Jing Zhao came over: "This is my girlfriend."

Jin Jingjing quickly closed her eyes: "Oh, yes, yes."

She helped the business leader to sign it.

Shang Lingling took a photo of the signature and sent it to Sister Zhou. He looked up and saw the male model on the cover this time. He jumped up and down chasing the waves like a silly big man who saw the sea for the first time.

He Jiang said that Eric is a foreign emperor.

Oh, Eric is that "silly big guy" who jumped up and down chasing the waves.

Shang Lingling boasted casually, "That male model is in good shape."

Jing Zhao put his sunglasses on Shang Lingling: "Go and collect lunch boxes for He Jiang." He bent down and helped Shang Lingling tidy up the skirt blown by the wind, "Aren't you here to do chores?"

"Oh."

The business leader went to help collect the lunch.

Jing Zhao took the bathrobe and threw it to Eric: "Put your clothes on."

Eric: "Huh?"

"Under the water and then take off."

Why do I feel that Teacher Jing's tone is not very happy.

It must be that he didn't perform well enough, so in the afternoon shooting, Eric worked harder to concave the shape.

There was a 15-minute break in the middle, and He Jiang was in charge of the set.

He had some doubts and ran to ask Jing Zhao.

"Mr. Jing."

Jing recalled his head and made a silent motion.

The errand businessman fell asleep on the beach chair.

He Jiang prepared everything for the shoot. He didn't know the proprietress would come, so he only prepared two awnings.

The sun at the end of May is either strong or not.

Eric was wearing big sunglasses, lying on the beach chair under the awning, enjoying the salty sea breeze.

Jing Zhao came over and blocked his vision.

"Lend me two things."

"what?"

Jing summoned a few makeup artist assistants over, removed Eric's awning, and took away his sunscreen.

Eric: "..."

Eric watched as his awning went elsewhere.

Jing Zhao leaned over and took away the book that was covering his face with Shang Ling collar.

She opened her eyes, half asleep and half awake: "Jing Zhao."

"Ah."

The sound of the waves lulled her to sleep, and her eyelids were fighting.

Because he wanted to accompany her to the cemetery, Jing Zhao deliberately wore a black formal suit when he went out today.

He has a good waist-to-shoulder ratio and long legs, which is very suitable for formal wear.

He brought a thin bed blanket, put it on the hem of the business collar collar skirt, touched her eyelashes with his fingers, and woke her up: "Am I in a bad shape?"

Shang Lingling fell into a daze and couldn't tell where he was. He grabbed Jing Zhao's tie, pulled him over and kissed him before continuing to sleep.

It was crazy last night, and she could sleep at such a noisy seaside.

The makeup artist looked at the time and asked He Jiang: "Didn't you take a 15-minute break? It's already 10 minutes."

"hold on."

He Jiang pointed to under the awning.

Teacher Jing is squatting next to her girlfriend's ankle and is carefully applying sunscreen to her.

Eric brought the camera and took a candid picture. He was a layman, and the picture was false, but he was hitting it straight, and the atmosphere was full.

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　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)