Favorable

Chapter 111

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The next day.

The morning sun shines on the window, revealing a hazy mist, warm and comfortable.

Jiang Mian was lying on her side, her soft black hair randomly scattered on the pillow.

The ends of her eyes were flushed, her whole body was soft, and there was a look of regret in her eyes.

Beauty is currently.

I really can't control myself.

Now my hands are still sore and trembling slightly.

"Like a dog."

Jiang Mian stared at the man who was adjusting his tie in front of the floor-length mirror. He had an upright figure and cold eyes. The watch on his wrist made him look a little indifferent and dignified.

Fu Sichen's voice was smiling, with a bit of hoarseness in the morning afterwards: "Well, it will be like this next time."

? ? ! !
Jiang Mian sat up wrapped in the quilt, looking at the smiling man in front of her with a resentful expression.

Fu Sichen stepped forward with a smile and kissed Jiang Mian's forehead: "Go to work."

Jiang Mian was relieved to see the door being gently closed.

"..."

He really isn't human.

What time did it end last night? ?

Emmm...

I can't remember, at least the rooster crowed.

Sure enough, when capitalists exploit others, they also cruelly exploit themselves.

Jiang Mian rolled up the quilt and fell asleep again.

*
"Since the feature film content of "Enlist, Recruits" started to be updated, don't say that your traffic is really getting better and better, it just got up."

"And last time your cheongsam red carpet was too out of the circle, this time "Queen" magazine wants to invite you to be the cover of their next issue, and also wants to give you a personal interview."

Jiang Mian yawned and drank her porridge, lazily listening to Luo Ting talking about the itinerary and announcements.

Luo Ting is in high spirits on happy occasions, and finally sheds her head.

When her ancestors join the filming of "Linghua", the popularity will definitely increase again when it is broadcast.

"Jiang Mian! You are really going to be hot, get ready!"

"Ok, I know."

Luo Ting glanced at the calm woman in front of her and the few marks on her collarbone.

Tired.

Be considerate.

"Mr. Fu is not at home today."

Jiang Mian put down the spoon in his hand and glanced at Luo Ting: "How dare I let him stay at home."

Yesterday, when it was revealed that Fu Sichen was the president of the Fu Group, everyone who knew about her relationship with Fu Sichen would go crazy.

My own agent is among them.

I sent a dozen messages in a row, and when I saw no reply, I called directly.
She is the one who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Your husband is Mr. Fu now. If you have any resources you want, you can just find your husband. Make a sacrifice, and you will be happy and happy."

???

Do you have a broker like you?

"Sister Ting, if you send an artist to a capitalist's bed like this, who would be willing to do it for you?"

Listen.

Is that a capitalist? ?
That's your husband! !
"By the way, I guess I won't be able to accompany you the whole time when you join the team, so I'll find an assistant for you."

In the past, Jiang Mian lived a tepid Buddhist life, and Luo Ting had more time to deal with her affairs and spend time with her.

Now that the group is going to be closed again, and Jiang Mian is very popular now, many business affairs require her to come forward to discuss in person, and deal with the invitations handed over by screening.

In this way, I don't think I have much time to spend with Jiang Mian.

Thinking about it, it would be more appropriate to find a personal assistant.

Luo Ting put the assistant's resume in front of Jiang Mian: "Look, half of my family, don't worry."

In a place like the entertainment industry, it is really difficult to find suitable and considerate staff, especially personal assistants to artists.

After all, in addition to being strict with your mouth, you also need to be flexible and courageous in doing things, and the most important thing is not to make mistakes.

In the past, many assistants exposed artists' private lives, which resulted in the artist's reputation being ruined.

(End of this chapter)