Anhui Yanzhi wished that Wanyin couldn't marry someone, gloating all day long, yin and yang weird. Especially nowadays, the new painter has become famous, and in turn slapped Wanyin in the face and fried CP, Wanyin was inexplicably pulled out and scolded Xiaosan for being shameless.

Wu Jing turned her head to look at Wan Yanzhi, this kid has been wrong recently, he is too angry, and he seems to have fished something good behind his back.

She didn't know that Wanyin and Yizhen had an advertising partnership. After a week, he received more than a dozen orders, and Wan Yanzhen played the role of an agent. Ember of the Night, this figure in the gap is absolutely blind. He's actually somewhat useful.

There was no response from Ye Ash's side, as if even this "cousin" was detained by Wanyin for his own affection.

What's even more odious is that even "Kangkang Dance Affair" has been hyped up in black and red. Many people push the subtlety of the relationship between the two from this ugly image.

Yizhen also had no choice but to die, and both published a reputation to explain that Lautrec's painting style is like this, which is different from the general impressionist understanding of light and shadow. There are always people who are deliberately and subtle, and feel that she uses the topic to play, although her professional ability is limited, she will not joke about her works.

"Leave that alone. That night, Ember absolutely called her to the office: "There is a variety show that invited the original crew of the movie and sent you an invitation." It's also that you have the heat now, do you want to go?"

"I don't have the right to say no. Yizhen squeezed the corners of her lips, she disliked the entertainment industry.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way, and it is a little disgusting to sell his reputation and reputation. But when she said this, she seemed to be pretending to be high.

"I'll help you refuse. Night Ember said: "I'm also disgusted with the entertainment industry. ”

Yizhen listened very agreeable, and immediately smiled.

"Your cousin has been attacked very badly lately. Yizhen made a cup of coffee for Nightash.

"Then she blames herself. He said grummy: "At first, I said I liked music. found that the music market was not easy to walk, and it was all, pee, and fart, and he was patronized and famous without acting skills. The higher you climb, the worse you fall. "No matter how you listen to it, I don't plan to care about her. I really listened to it.

When Yizhen came back from the office, Wan Yanzhi was also there. Yi Zhenming didn't pick on his face, and smiled: "There's something." ”

"I made a special trip to find my cousin, of course there is something. "I had a few clients contact me and wanted to buy a few paintings from my cousin. They also came to see the last illustration exhibition, but at that time there was no clear price. "The purpose of art exhibitions for newcomers is usually publicity rather than marketing, and marketing is cheaper.

"Buying a painting?" Yizhen hesitated, "Is this a small move behind the company's back?"

Under the contract, the co-branded galleries are responsible for arranging a variety of marketing activities, including public relations, advertising and exhibitions, for a 50 percent commission.

Wan Yan Zhen smiled too honestly, "My cousin doesn't agree, do I dare to come to my cousin?"

I really felt that he couldn't smoke a few percent, it was nothing more than wanting to come to the night embers to show off, and gradually mixed up the sweetness.

"There is no suspicion in employing people, and there is no need to suspect people. At least he won't betray you. "It's true to the Nightshade.

She felt that this was the only good thing about Wan Yanzhi. He is self-aware and will not provoke Ye Qianmo. Nightshade acquiesced.

As soon as Nan Jingfeng returned to Jiang Yu, he called Yizhen, "Are you and Ye Ember okay lately?" seemed to be a little sorry.

"It's not your problem in the first place. Yizhen smiled: "Last time it was too hasty, I didn't even thank you for saving your life." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. You owe me enough anyway. Nan Jingfeng dealt with it lazily.

It seemed that he was really a scoundrel, so he couldn't do it, so he had to comfort himself. Yizhen was completely speechless at this end.

"What about you? I'm coming to your uncle this time. ”

"yes. ”

Suddenly there was nothing to say on the phone. There was silence. Nan Jingfeng hesitated: "I-Ao, I heard from my uncle that your painting was auctioned at Sotheby's, congratulations." ”

It's really a little unsuitable for Nan Jingfeng's polite estrangement. Suspicion is that something has been blocked back, and he picks up something casually to blame.

"I thought I had your help. Yizhen thought about it, but he still didn't say this, as if he remembered him very much.

Although she was just a little curious. But many words are said in order to avoid suspicion, and even the motives of friends cannot be achieved. I can't say it, it's like it's covered with water.

"It's all the help of my young master, otherwise how could I. Yizhen smiled crampedly and covered his face. It seems a bit immoral to show affection like this.

Sure enough, Nan Jingfeng scolded "You get out" over there.

"Are you alright?" he added, "I mean your face got sunburned in Africa, has it recovered now?"

"It's restored. Yizhen said: "It has already been restored when I return home." ”

"Alas, I'm miserable. Haven't recovered yet. ”

"Or else...... I'm going to recommend you a beauty salon?

"I'm not going, the old man is doing beauty, what else will I do when I go outside?"

"It's like you're famous out there. ”

"You get out, you get out. ”

"You're one of those salt-based kids. If it's dark, you'll be ugly. ”

"You. ”

"Originally, your facial features belong to the thinner one. My young master's kind is white, but it doesn't look good. ”

"He's not black either. ”

"But the boy is too white and looks like a mother. Yizhen remembered Ji Anran's creamy boyfriend, who was ridiculed by Lin Xing'er and Chen Yu behind his back.

"That's right. Yizhen suddenly remembered and emphasized: "I'm married." ”

"Huh?" Nan Jingfeng was stunned: "When did it happen?"

"Not long ago. ”

"Why didn't you invite me?"

"We haven't had a wedding yet. His dad didn't approve of our business. ”

"Hmm. Nan Jingfeng replied in a low voice, and had nothing to say. Yizhen said: "Let's not talk about it yet, I have something to do, see you later." ”

"Good. "I don't think we'll see you again. He hung up.

Lemon frowned slightly across the wall. Who made that phone call? How do you look like it's classified?

Yizhen changed his shoes in the hallway, and looked at the lower four walls, but there was no one.

Lemon is suspicious and really has some personal feelings. According to her observations, she always calls by her first name, or by a customer friend such as "Mr. Miss". But there has never been such a bald title, and the atmosphere of the dialogue is quite subtle.

You can't tell Ember because it's not the best time yet. Lemon calls Wanyin, who learns that the rival he fears his cousin has returned, and his uncle is none other than Nan Jingfeng.

Something very interesting seems to have been discovered. Wanyin secretly thought, Yizhen is shameless enough, what is the fake Qinggao? It's not like hooking up with her cousin behind her back. It must have been her personal affection that made Nan Jingfeng recommend the painting to Sotheby's.

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