Chapter 43:

Little cute, it means that you do not love the author enough. Wenwen hid it shyly. 　　 To be honest, Xiang Yueming is also the kind of connotative person. But under normal circumstances, she only connoted Cheng Zhan.
It's the first time I've seen Song Fei, who is on the cusp of the storm and publicly expresses the meaning.
She looked at the screenshot sent by Xiaoxi and rolled her eyes speechlessly.
This person is really interesting.
She switched to edit and clicked on Song Fei's Weibo. In the following comments, some were ridiculed and criticized by fans, saying that Fai Fei was just asking everyone what to eat for lunch, and so on.
Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and ran downstairs and shouted: "Aunt Xu."
Aunt Xu looked back at her: "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"
Inspector Xiang Yueming looked at the kitchen with his head: "What do you have for lunch?"
Aunt Xu looked at her funny: "What do you want to eat, Aunt Xu plans to make braised pork ribs and steamed fish for you."
Xiang Yueming nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, just eat these two."
After turning around in the kitchen, Xiang Yueming returned to the room.
Xiaoxi's call came and she connected.
"Sister! Do you still post on Weibo?"
Xiang Yueming stood in front of the mirror and admired her beauty for a while: "Isn't it meaningless to post this intimidating person's Weibo?"
Xiaoxi was taken aback, thinking for a while and saying, "It seems to be?"
Xiang Yue clearly said: "Okay, then I will maintain my fairy character first."
Xiaoxi said "Ah" and asked in a low voice, "Will it make her so arrogant?"
"Do not."
Xiang Yueming smiled and said, "Send me a few pictures of the photos you took that day, and I will send me a picture of Jiugongge to appease and appease my little fans."
"……it is good."
Just when everyone was happy about the Weibo scolding war, I sent a picture of Jiugongge to Yueming after a long absence.
Some were wearing fairy skirts, some were in suits that day, and there were even plain clothes in private, each of which was so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes.
@向月明V: The Jiugongge that has been saved for a year is here.
As soon as this Weibo came out, fans went crazy instantly. She has a lot of face powder, and although she doesn't have any outstanding works, she can't stop people's love and preference for good looks.
For beautiful women, tolerance is always higher.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! 】
[The suit kills me! ! My sister is too beautiful! 】
[Sister Qiuqiu show her face more, okay, just your face, one Weibo can give you 200,000 followers. 】
[Forced Insertion
Snatching other people's resources and still pretending to be quiet here, you are really interesting! 】
[The most disgusting to see people like you! You will also send photos to deceive fans. 】
[Sister hot search is not going to explain? 】
...
Before Xiang Yueming could reply, the Yan fans helped her answer this hot comment that was topped in the front row.
[Reply a fart! As far as my sister’s looks, it’s their loss for the spicy chicken endorsement not to find her! 】
[I just want to ask whether the brand has a clumsy square eye. Don't choose a natural fairy like my sister, choose a female celebrity who has a stiff face with a knife to endorse skin care products. Are you afraid of ruining the reputation? 】
[Pin porcelain dog, get out of me! My sister came down on Weibo to bite people, believe it or not to tear you up. 】
Xiang Yueming was brushing his comments, and Cheng Zhan called.
She glanced and hung up.
Cheng Zhan continued to fight, and she continued to hang up.
I ignored her all morning and wanted to get through the first call. How could it be that easy.
After hanging up twice, the phone went quiet.
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Xiang Yueming spent a few more minutes on Weibo, and suddenly felt a little bored.
She just wanted to quit, Xiaoxi suddenly sent her several Weibo over.
Xiaoxi: [Ah ah ah ah sister! ! Xinchun's official blog likes you. 】
Xiaoxi: [I gave you a comment again! 】
Xiaoxi: [Ah, ah, ah, in addition to Xinchun, LR has also liked you! ! ! Sister, do you have any contact with this brand? 】
Xiang Yueming and Xiaoxi were a little confused.
Xinchun likes it, it makes sense. After all, they have been in contact, but LR's likes really surprised Xiang Yueming.
Although both belong to international brands, according to the classification of high, middle and low classes, Xinchun belongs to the middle class and LR belongs to the high class.
Previously, the spokespersons Xinchun looked for were basically popular first-line artists. However, LR's cooperation is all well-known artists with high international reputation.
It was not just Xiang Yueming's accident, even the fans who were eating melons, the skin of the melon in his hands dropped to the ground.
Song Fei and the fans of Zheng Huan she scolded were even more shocked.
After a moment of effort, the marketing account ended, turning the topic around.
@娱乐大爆资讯V: I really want to be laughed at by a fan of the porcelain! ! Can you weigh your coffee position before touching porcelain?
@圈内大哥V: Let’s break the news for everyone. A skin-beauty brand that we are familiar with wants to find a fairy artist to cooperate, but the fairy artist is still considering it, and I don't know what the result will be.
...
As soon as these marketing accounts came out on Weibo, netizens who eat melon instantly understood.
[Fuck, fuck! Does this mean the fairy is going to cooperate with my favorite brand? 】
[Hahahahahaha I really want to be laughed to death, a certain family touched porcelain too seriously. She has to consider international brands to cooperate with my sister, and go to grab your resources? 】
[Ah, ah, ah, ah, I know! Fairies don't do such things! Hope that the fairy and Xinchun LR cooperate, Ma Ma is willing to spend money for you! 】
[Hahahahahaha, so cool! ! My sister is awesome! 】
...
Looking at the screenshots one after another sent by Xiaoxi, Xiang Yueming felt a little dazzling.
She reached out and rubbed her eyes, not knowing what to do for a while.
Sister Xia called.
Connected to Yueming Xiang: "Hello."
Sister Xia asked in a low voice: "Have you watched Weibo?"
Xiang Yueming said "um" and asked in a low voice, "Is Xinchun's likes on your side to communicate?"
"No." Sister Xia said, "I really want to work with you over there. As for LR, it seems that Mr. Cheng arranged it."
She paused and asked: "If LR and Xinchun are looking for you at the same time, which one would you choose?"
"..."
Xiang Yueming couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Am I so popular now?"
Sister Xia: "Seriously, I just answered the call from General Assistant Cheng."
"Oh." Xiang Yueming was silent for a moment, then sat cross-legged on the carpet for a moment and thought: "Xinchun."
"……why?"
Xiang Yueming analyzes rationally: "I have not yet been able to cooperate with LR. Xinchun is not arranged by him. In comparison, I prefer to cooperate with brands that really like me."
Sister Xia understood what she meant: "Okay, do you participate in the dance competition?"
Xiang Yueming was silent for a few seconds: "I will give you the answer tomorrow."
"Okay." Sister Xia said quickly: "The company will issue a statement later. Regarding your competition with Song Fei, she is probably too bad for the endorsement."
Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean."
Sister Xia said indifferently: "When did Mr. Cheng make you suffer this kind of grievance? He asked me to hand over the recording pen to it, and I gave it. I guess there will be a greater reversal later."
Although Xiang Yueming and Song Fei belong to the same company, they are both artists under Cheng Zanna Entertainment Company.
But Cheng Zhan never considered these objective factors.
He will only consider one person.
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Hung up the phone, Xiang Yueming stared at the two missed calls of Cheng Zhan before for a while, and then called back.
After waiting for a long time, someone connected over there.
Xiang Yueming hadn't spoken yet, the man's clear voice came from her ear: "Busy."
"..."
Xiang Yueming stared at the hung-up phone for a long while, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
She lay down on the carpet, cut the trumpet and posted on Weibo.
At this moment, the connotation of Song Fei's Weibo comment is no longer the same as the original one.
Many netizens poured in and started a scolding war with her fans below.
Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows, glanced at it, and walked out.
As soon as she quit, a marketing account she followed posted a Weibo video with hot search topics related to Xiang Yueming and Song Fei.
Xiang Yueming subconsciously clicked.
The video was the content of their meeting and conversation in the box, and the voices were clearly heard. Even the voice recorder conversation that Xiang Yueming took out was partially processed to make people hear it.
In addition, the appearance of Director Xinchun and Xiang Yueming's question about whether he would drink the wine were all exposed.
When this video came out, Song Fei was basically defeated.
No matter how the fans explain, they can't help it. Soon, Song Fei's Weibo was deleted from Xiang Yueming. But Xiang Yueming's fans and melon-eating netizens did not plan to let her go so easily.
[Haha! Who cares about the food in the bowl? 】
[My sister is too rigid! ! No peace talks, no double endorsements, just to seek justice for oneself. 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! Awesome! 】
[After watching this video, who wouldn't say that our fairy sister is awesome. 】
[So this is because Song Fei first used unknown means to grab Xiang Yueming's resources, and then beat back and said that Xiang Yueming was worried about her resources? Then Xiang Yueming was spotted by big brands like Xinchun and LR? ! What a beautiful reversal! ! 】
[This is really the coolest melon I have eaten this year! 】
...
This matter has developed to this point, and basically has an end.
Xiang Yueming doesn't know what Song Fei will do in the future, but in a short time, she will not appear in front of the public again.
Xiang Yueming put down his mobile phone and couldn't help feeling that the entertainment circle was like that.
It may be beautiful today, but will not be seen tomorrow.
She struggled for a few seconds before sending a message to Ding Quan.
After receiving the reply, Xiang Yueming ran downstairs.
"Aunt Xu, is lunch ready?"
Aunt Xu looked back: "Almost, what's the matter?"
Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows, glanced at him and said, "Make another Cheng Zhan likes. I'll deliver him food."
Aunt Xu was surprised to see her: "Really? Then Aunt Xu will do it right away."
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There are many industries under the Cheng Group, and Cheng Zhan is usually based in the head office.
The relationship between Xiang Yueming and him has never been exposed. Apart from his assistant, few people know the relationship between them.
At the head office, Xiang Yueming has been here several times, and he took the exclusive elevator directly from the underground parking lot to the top floor, without worrying about being seen by others.
When she reached the top floor, Ding Quan came to pick her up.
"Miss Xiang."
Xiang Yueming smiled slightly: "Cheng Zhan is still busy?"
"Still in a meeting." Ding Quan led her forward.
Xiang Yueming nodded and asked in a low voice, "You didn't tell him I'm here."
Ding Quan smiled: "No."
Xiang Yueming breathed a sigh of relief and pointed: "Then I will wait for him in the office."
Ding Quan nodded: "Is there anything I need to call outsiders."
"Okay, thank you."
Cheng Zhan went to Jiangcheng for a few days and had a lot of work on hold.
Throughout the morning, the meeting did not stop. Except for taking the time to deal with Xiang Yueming's affairs, he never left the conference room.
Ding Quan went out and brought a cup of coffee in. When he bent over and placed it at the side of Cheng Zhan's table, he did not notice Cheng Zhan glanced at him.
In the dull conference room, there is a very light fragrance.
The manager who was reporting on the planning process was talking and suddenly noticed that Cheng Zhan, who was originally indifferent, stood up.
In an instant, everyone was silent.
Cheng Zhan threw the plan in front of him and said coldly: "Redo it."
Everyone: "..."
He looked around and said, "Give you so much time to submit a plan that was eliminated last year. Do you want to retire early?"
No one dared to speak, not even the atmosphere.
Cheng Zhan put his hand in his pocket, indifferent: "The meeting is over, before I get off work, I want to see a new plan."
Everyone watched him out.
Walking out of the meeting room, Cheng Zhan raised his hand to adjust the cufflinks, and tilted his head to look at Ding Quan: "Where are people."
Ding Quan knew it: "In your office."
Cheng Zhan nodded: "Send something to eat."
"Yes."
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Xiang Yueming wandered around the office boredly, just thinking about sitting down on the sofa, he heard the door opening.
She looked up over there.
The man wore formal attire as always, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, glasses on the bridge of his nose, gentle and calm.
Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to walk towards him.
"The meeting is over?"
Cheng Zhan glanced at her: "Why did you come here today."
Hearing this, Xiang Yueming blinked and asked deliberately, "Isn't it welcome?"
Cheng Zhan ignored her and sat down on the sofa.
He raised his hand to take off his glasses, and squeezed his sore eyes. He stayed up all night and used his eyes excessively.
Xiang Yueming stared at him sideways for a long while, and poked him in the cheek: "Mr Cheng?"
"Yeah." Mr. Cheng relaxed on the back of the chair and opened his eyes to look at her: "Come here."
Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow, but straddled him without twisting.
She stretched out her hand, took the initiative to hook Cheng Zhan's neck, leaned in and kissed: "You didn't sleep last night?"
"Sleep."
"Oh." Xiang Yueming glanced at him, "That is excessive indulgence."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
He raised his hand and patted her head: "Girls speak carefully."
"I'm not paying attention anymore."
Xiang Yueming hummed lightly, looking at the dark circles under his eyes, and said with emotion: "Cheng, you can be a little more intemperate. We will stand together and be misunderstood as father and daughter."
"..."
Cheng Zhan swept her eyes lightly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Do you like this kind of stimulation?"
He said lightly: "I have a chance to play with you."
"?"
Cheng Zhan stared at her twice and reminded coldly: "I will not go to the company tomorrow."
"..." Xiang Yueming was taken aback, and it took several turns before he understood what he meant.
She choked, somewhat speechless: "Oh."
She put her leg on him again and said, "But I'm really tired."
This is true, Xiang Yueming did not exaggerate. Practicing dance is really tiring. In the past few days, both mental and physical strength have been exerted to the extreme, and they have been completely exhausted.
Cheng Zhan stared at her exposed thin white ankles for a while, raised his hand from there, and pinched it for her.
Xiang Yueming was comfortably enjoying his service, pulling the corners of her lips upwards.
The warm-toned lights in the living room shone, covering this place, making the whole room linger with a touch of warmth.
The two enjoyed this rare quiet time.
Cheng Zhan's massage technique is not good.
But the magic is that Xiang Yueming actually fell asleep under his service.
When she woke up, Xiang Yueming lay in bed.
She looked down, and even the clothes were changed. Did she fall asleep?
Xiang Yueming looked around, no one in the room, only the non-glaring bedside lamp was on.
She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Cheng Zhan changed her clothes, but didn't give her a bath. I don't know how he can stand his own bed.
Cheng Zhan took Xiang Yueming back to his room and went to the study to have a video conference.
There are so many things in the company recently, and he is also lacking in skills.
When I returned to the room, I happened to see the beauty out of the bath.
Xiang Yueming changed into a dark blue suspender nightdress. The two thin straps seemed to be broken with a single pull. They hung tremblingly on her thin shoulders, exposing the delicate collarbone, winding down, making people reverie.
Cheng Zhan's gaze stagnated on her chest, and as she moved around, there was still a little beautiful scenery revealed.
He noticed Cheng Zhan's gaze, and Xiang Yueming looked at him with a wave of eyes, with a small smile: "Cheng, what are you looking at?"
Cheng Zhan looked up and fell on her small and delicate slap face.
The two looked at each other, Xiang Yueming bends his lower lip silently, and approached him: "You just went to the study?"
"Ok."
Cheng Zhan lowered her eyes, watching her poking her fingers on her chest, and grasped: "Aren't you tired?"
Xiang Yueming: "..."
She choked and said speechlessly: "Tired, go take a bath, I'm going to sleep."
Cheng Zhan responded and went into the bathroom.
This night, Cheng Zhan probably really considered Xiang Yueming's tired body, and let her mercilessly.
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Early the next morning.
When Cheng Zhan woke up, Xiang Yueming entangled him like an octopus.
She has always been restless in her sleep. When the two of them first slept together, she was still a little restrained, suppressing her own personality.
Later, I didn't know if it could not be suppressed or what was going on, and gradually began to fly.
Every morning, Cheng Zhan was awakened by her.
He lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, Xiang Yueming slept deeply, unaware of the changes around him.
She is exquisite and beautiful, cold and indifferent when she is not speaking, like a proud plum that can only be seen from a distance.
Suddenly, Cheng Zhan thought of the night when he first saw her.
In the lively box, she sat quietly in a small corner, with cold eyebrows, and her eyes were full of flattering and passionate views of the other people in the box.
She is like a bystander and has never been involved.
But Cheng Zhan knew that she was not so calm on the surface.
In her peach blossom eyes, there was a panic about the unknown inadvertently.
...
An alarm clock rang and Cheng Zhan turned it off immediately.
He raised his hand, pushed the beauty away from him, got up and left.
Xiang Yueming didn't notice anything, changed her position and still fell asleep.
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"General Cheng."
Ding Quan looked back at the man in the back seat and handed him the information in his hand: "This is the subject of today's meeting, about—"
Cheng Zhan listened indifferently, flipping through the information in his hand.
When Ding Quan finished speaking, he raised his hand to loosen his tie, and said with a clear voice: "I know."
Ding Quan understood, he was silent for a moment, and then mentioned Xiang Yueming: "Cheng, the dance life was announced by the official last night. To Miss..."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes to look at him, and there were some other emotions in his eyes: "What happened to her?"
Ding Quan explained: "Netizens have quite some opinions on Miss Xiang's participation in this variety show."
Cheng Zhan was startled: "What do you think?"
Ding Quan stared at him and said with a hardened hair: "Many people don't know that Miss Xiang can dance, they are saying that she was forcibly stuffed by the gold master."
"..."
Cheng Zhan chuckled softly.
Ding Quan looked at him: "Should we do something here?"
Cheng Zhan looked down, pondered for a few seconds and said: "She will prove with her strength that my intervention will be counterproductive."
More importantly, Xiang Yueming would not be willing.
She seemed to rely on Cheng Zhan for everything, but Cheng Zhan knew that she actually pushed away the many resources he gave her.
From time to time, I can find some awkward reasons to tell him why not.
Cheng Zhan generally doesn't have much opinion. She wants it, and she won't force it.
After a long time, he probably also knew what Xiang Yueming thought.
Ding Quan: "I understand."
Cheng Zhan said "um" and asked faintly: "When is the recording?"
"this Saturday."
Cheng Zhan paused with his hand looking through the information and raised his eyes to look at him.
Ding Quan had a headache: "You have a meal that day."
He whispered: "It is this project cooperation, you must attend."
Cheng Zhan narrowed his gaze and said lightly: "I see."
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When Xiang Yueming woke up, the room was empty.
She raised her eyebrows and took her mobile phone to send a message to Cheng Zhan.
Xiang Yueming: [Mr. Cheng, you lied to me, you said yes, you won't go to the company today. 】
Cheng Zhan’s news was returned to her only an hour later: [Something happened temporarily. 】
Xiang Yueming looked at Cheng Zhan's news and did not reply.
She got up to wash, cleaned up and went to class.
After getting in the car, Xiang Yueming had time to read Weibo.
"What's the situation with Weibo now?"
Xiaoxi said "Ah", and said quickly: "Everyone expresses...doubt about your participation in this variety show."
Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow and glanced at her: "It's not a doubt."
She propped her head against the car window, and said while posting on Weibo: "Do you think I am not qualified to participate?"
"..."
Xiaoxi was quiet for a few seconds, and said quickly: "Sister! You are the most qualified to participate."
Xiang Yueming laughed: "It's okay."
She tucked her hair up: "That's good, it will be a blockbuster then."
"Hmm, you can!"
In fact, last night, some netizens broke the news that she had won an award in an international dance competition.
But the man said nothing, without any evidence. With the addition of Weibo comments, it can be pushed into the bottom of the sea in a few seconds, and not many people noticed it.
Therefore, not many netizens know about Xiang Yueming's dancing.
Xiang Yueming read the comment on Weibo that she forwarded. The front row said that she was looking forward to a beautiful sister, and further down, it was the doubts of netizens and fans.
Everyone didn't understand why she wanted to participate in this show. Some people even asked her if she planned to be eliminated in one episode to earn a chance to show her face.
Xiang Yueming was speechless, and reflected on herself: "Don't I look like I learn to dance?"
"Like."
Xiaoxi didn't want to say: "You seem to have a good temperament to dance."
Xiang Yueming nodded: "That's not it, why doesn't everyone believe it."
Xiaoxi blinked: "...maybe too many professionals broke out there?"
Xiang Yueming thought for a while, but that was true.
She lifted her cheek and asked, "How about I go to Baidu to add an identity to me now?"
"Huh?" Xiaoxi didn't understand: "What's your identity?"
Xiang Yueming curled her lips and smiled: "Champion of the 20th International Dance Competition."
Xiaoxi: "..."
She looked at Xiang Yueming: "Sister, this is a bit exaggerated. Isn't it the first time that netizens can reveal you?"
"..."
Xiang Yueming was silent for a few seconds before looking at Xiaoxi.
Looking at her, Xiaoxi said blankly: "What's the matter?"
Xiang Yueming shook his head and opened Baidu search.
Sure enough, the winner of the 20th International Dance Competition only wrote three words for Asians, not to mention the photo, or even the name.
She was stunned for a few seconds, and closed her lower lip.
"Xiaoxi, you heard Sister Xia say that I can dance, right?"
"Well, when I first took care of you, Sister Xia told me that you were hurt in dancing before, so I need to pay attention."
She said, curiously: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay."
Xiang Yueming tilted his head and looked out the window, and said in a calm tone: "Just ask casually."