"I love you, we love you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ。。 "The madness of female fans is really more powerful than that of star chasers. Obviously, these were not hired, because in the end, the police had to crush them to the ground, handcuff them and take them to the police car, and no one in a foreign country would leave a criminal record to play in order to make a few dollars.

In comparison, the other groups of demonstrations and propaganda groups were overstretched and much inferior.

Albert beckoned all the way inside, and Cheng Qianxun also had a chance to be with his teammates.

The teammates all wore the same black suits as the bodyguards. Rudolph and Gordon looked left and right, and unlike Sneijder and Regel, they saw farther.

"Officially on the job?" She was secretly amused, and only Albert could have imagined it, but it was really powerful, and the president of about a country might not be able to use this wave of high-quality ragtags.

"What then?" Rudolph looked at it from afar, probably looking at the effective range of the shot, and then pressed the black headphones in his ear, and even the assembly was complete: "Eight o'clock, twenty-seven floors, there are windows open." ”

I saw a burly bodyguard next to Albert who was almost as burly as Albert looked up, and then immediately stood in this position and Albert, if someone used a sniper rifle from the open window at this time, there would be more people in front.

That's the only way, is it really for nothing to eat and drink? Looking at the dress of his teammates, he became a hired bodyguard and wanted to laugh.

The eight floors at the front end of Times Square are shopping malls, and the upper floors at the back are business and dual-use rooms. In the shopping mall, Albert finished his speech and walked around like an inspection, shaking hands with the various personnel, and it took a total of an hour.

Cheng Qianxun also had a further experience, which seems to be glamorous, but in fact it is tiring. At the end of the hour, she was tired of walking, but Albert kept smiling, shaking hands constantly, and responding immediately to other people's questions, which had to be reasonable and funny. As Albert stepped up the elevator, he turned around and continued to wave to support or onlookers.

The elevator door closed, and he lowered his hand and let out a long breath. It is indeed tiring, and with such a frequency of shaking hands and waving hands, the arms must be very sore. After the door opened, he walked straight forward with the secretary wearing big black glasses, and after walking in the elevator for most of the time, Cheng Qianxun and Barron, who were left in the corner, walked out. And when a teammate takes the next elevator, someone else will naturally lead the way.

"It's recommended to sleep for an hour, someone will bring clothes, and then change clothes and makeup." Barron walked forward and gave her a key card, "Your room has arrived." ”

He had already walked to her room, and before he could ask anything, Barron left without saying a word as if he had completed his task.

When she entered the room, she fell on the bed, exhausted. There is a charity party at seven o'clock in the evening, I really don't want to go. I turned over, kicked off my shoes, grabbed the quilt and covered my body, closed my eyes and slept without changing my clothes.

When the doorbell kept ringing, she had to get up and go barefoot and slightly swollen to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, it was not a waiter, but a large wave of people, who saw the door open and walked in one swarm.

"Miss Cheng, is it? I'm your makeup artist. A slightly sissy guy stood in the doorway, and after saying that, he twisted his waist and went in.

It's no wonder, it seems to have become a rule, the better the makeup artist, the more often he takes his mother. In this way, women can be reassured, women's men can also be reassured, and they can dress women up with men's eyes.

"But, I haven't showered yet!" She felt like a fool, standing barefoot in the open doorway, facing a room of people.

"That's great!" The makeup artist put the large makeup case on the bed where the quilt was still messy, opened it, and took out a few plastic bottles from it: "Shampoo, conditioner, essential oil shower gel, take it and use it." This will result in smoother skin and softer hair. ”

She was a little dazed, okay, wash it, twist and pinch what to do. After walking over, not only the makeup artist's bottles and cans, but also the clothes were all thrown over.

"Go, go." It's funny how the makeup artist shakes his hands: "Don't forget to wash your hair and don't wipe it too dry, just wrap it in a towel." ”

After washing, everyone got busy. Nail polish is also worn on hair done, nail polish is applied to nail nails.

"Hurry up, there's only half an hour." The makeup artist looked at her watch and urged.

"Yes, that's the effect" When it was all done, she stood in front of the dressing mirror, and the makeup artist should be quite satisfied with his own craftsmanship, so she screamed excitedly.

I see... No wonder she looked so familiar when she put on the gown, and with this hairstyle that had not changed in the slightest, that was the first time Albert saw her. With light makeup, she was even more beautiful than she was without makeup at that time.

Could this be the impression she had in Albert's mind at that time? After so many years, it is still haunting and unforgettable.

The place to eat was in Albert's room hall, which was even larger.

Albert stood up, the stiletto heels on her feet closing the height difference. Twenty minutes until seven o'clock now, everything was tightly arranged.

Helped pull out the chair, waited for her to sit down, then sat back in her position, and said to the waiting waiter: "It's time to serve, please hurry up." ”

On a nearby food truck, there were plates of French food, and Albert said to her, "We can go in later and eat." ”

There are a lot of things I want to say, but I want to say them. Looking at Albert, who was sitting opposite, he picked up the knife and fork and began to eat, and did not seem to want to speak, swallowing all the words into his stomach.

Barron came to dinner and handed over his laptop: "Mail, Treasurer." ”

Albert threw down his half-eaten food and asked the waiter to remove the plate and take the laptop that had been opened. Looking at his slightly tired face and the whites of his eyes a little red, he shouldn't have rested just now.

After replying to the email, Albert returned the computer to Barron: "Call the makeup artist." ”

"Yes!" Barron took the computer and went to another room.

After a while, the makeup artist came. Albert quickly finished the rest, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and stood up: "You eat slowly." ”

He walked over and sat down, and the makeup artist began to help him retouch his face. Obviously, the evening is a very important event, and there should be media interviews, so be at your best.

There were about five minutes left, and she hurried to eat it quickly. Seven o'clock drinking party, at least nine o'clock to leave, or even later. How can you survive without eating a little more?

After eating, she wiped her mouth with a napkin. Albert had finished her make-up and asked the make-up artist to help her touch up her makeup. Leaning back on the couch, with a smile on her lips, she watched the makeup artist flip on her face.

She rolled her eyes at Albert, it was so troublesome, it was better to put on makeup after eating, but Albert just wanted her to eat with her like this.

"It's almost time." Barron came out of the room again, napkin in hand, and wiped his mouth. He must have eaten in the room: "The reporters have already arrived, and most of the people have come." ”

Albert stood up and walked out, Barron leading the way. No need to be reminded, she just had to keep up.

Barron has done more than he imagined, and he knows the road well. If you want to do things without any accidents and with ease, you don't have to put in a little effort. Barron must have not rested just now, to arrange everything.

On the elevator, Albert bent his arm and signaled: "Cheng! ”

She hesitated, and Albert said, "I need a female companion, hurry up, the elevator is coming." ”

But in this way, the reporter will film her together, and the "ding" to the floor will sound a prompt. She still didn't hold Albert's arm: "I'll just follow you." ”

Before he could see Albert's expression, the elevator doors opened, and Albert walked out, the flash of the camera outside.

She waited a little in the elevator until she was at least three paces away from Albert before stepping out.

Albert regained his spirits, the makeup on his face was not visible at all, and he became more and more handsome and straight. The reporters surrounded him, constantly holding the microphone to ask questions, but he ignored no one, and the staff at the venue blocked many reporters.

She looked around and found Snead and them. The teammates were still dressed as black bodyguards, and Sneijder made a smile at her with a long face.

Albert walked to the signing table, picked up the pen and signed, and deliberately slowed down his movements just to allow reporters to take pictures.

After the photo was taken, he did not leave. Barron shouted, "Now it's time to ask questions, because time is limited, and you can only answer three questions." ”

A reporter exclaimed, "What do you think about the death of a competitor?" "The press is free abroad, and the questions asked are very tricky, and this question is very sensitive, and naturally other reporters want to know, so they shut their mouths and waited for answers.

"I am very saddened by this accident." Albert unhurriedly looked at so many flashes, cameras, and microphones: "I would like to express my sincerest condolences to his family, and I hope that others will take this as a warning and lead by example." ”

The answer was high-sounding, and the change of direction affirmed that the guy who was on the street was an old pervert with a bad style of life.

Barron duly shouted, "Next question." ”

Another reporter shouted at the top of his voice: "The outside world rumors say that the death of a competitor was instigated by you." ”

Albert still had an unchanged face, and said with a smile: "This gentleman knows that it is a rumor, what do you need to say?" Okay, the third question. "Caused a laugh, this question is really not very good.

"I heard that your wife complained on the Internet and exposed all kinds of wrongs, is it true?" As soon as this question came out, everyone was silent again, and everyone waited to listen.

Cheng Qianxun frowned slightly after hearing this, this woman is too... No matter how resentful and contradictory there is, you can't expose your husband on the Internet at the most critical moment, right? (Want to know more about Stairway of the Dead?) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select Add Friends to add an official account, search for "Qidianzhongwenwang", follow the official account, and never miss every update! (To be continued.) )