When the snow is falling in the green mountains, the overall temperature is colder, and Jinghua has long become a world covered in silver.

No one expected that this winter's first snow would be so ferocious, and snowflakes fell over most cities north of the river.

In the house, it was like spring, and the pot of daffodils on the windowsill was blooming quietly.

Two women in loungewear are making dumplings in front of the board, chuckling and talking about something while watching TV.

Outside the door, there was a sudden creaking sound that would only be made when the snow was trampled on.

"Why did you come back so early today? Dinner is not ready yet. ”

Mrs. Jing Hong raised her head, smiled at her husband, and asked softly.

Jing Hongming had thick snowflakes on his shoulders, and he looked like he had been walking in the snow for a long time.

The chief director, who has never been smiling in front of his subordinates, is actually a cold-hearted person, and seeing that the road conditions are very bad, he refused the special car driver's send-off, walked a full five kilometers, and went home by himself.

"I don't have any too important work today, and it's normal to come back early to accompany you."

Glancing at Jiang Moran, who immediately stood up, Jing Hongming smiled and replied softly to his wife.

He didn't think there was anything fleshy about saying this.

Not to mention that talking like this to outsiders will damage his cold-blooded prestige.

At home, in front of his wife, he always has what he says.

"Ten, Uncle Ten, take off your clothes and give them to me. I—I'll pat you down. ”

has been living in Jing Hongming's house for several days, but every time Jiang Moran sees Jing Hongming, he can't help but be nervous.

"No, I'll do it myself. You're busy. ”

Jing Hongming shook his head, changed into a cotton drag, and walked out.

"Mo Ran, you don't need to be restrained, your tenth uncle is a cold-faced and hot-hearted person."

Mrs. Jing Hong smiled: "He is a kind of person, the more polite you are to him, the more he will think that you are not real." ”

"I'm very realistic. Today, when the dean talked to me and wanted to put a burden on me, I didn't refuse. ”

Jiang Moran laughed and sat down again.

After an unhappy marriage, the woman became more mature and wiser.

She knew very well that the reason why the dean wanted to put a burden on her was to curry favor with Jing Hong's life in disguise.

Jiang Moran couldn't refuse.

If she refused, it meant that Jing Hongming had an opinion about the dean—in the future, he wouldn't want to sleep peacefully.

"I heard that when you were in Aoyama, you were known as a surgical knife. Do it well, don't worry about anything else. ”

When Mrs. Jing Hong smiled faintly, Jing Hongming walked in: "Can we receive Eastern Provincial Satellite TV?" ”

Now the TV signal is super perverted and strong, except for a few border areas, all satellite TV in the country can basically be received.

Mrs. Jing Hong slapped the flour on her hand and took the remote control: "Why do you care about Eastern Province Satellite TV?" ”

Jing Hongming sat on the sofa and picked up the teacup: "If some people don't interfere, CCTV can also see the advertising film of the Southern Group." ”

Jinghua Lin family, after all, still interfered in the advertisement launched by the eldest lady of the Helan family.

However, they can only influence the two channels of CCTV Entertainment and Jinghua Satellite TV, as well as several local satellite TV where they have great influence, but they have little influence on Eastern Province Satellite TV.

Jiang Moran, who was originally bowing his head to make dumplings, heard the words "Southern Group", his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked up at the TV.

Coincidentally, as soon as Mrs. Jing Hong searched for Eastern Province Satellite TV, the advertisement of the Southern Group began.

When the sun sets, the small lake is quietly like a mirror.

The northeast of the small lake was low, the fiery red maple leaves were separated, and a tired face appeared, stunned, and then shouted: "Lake, lake!" Sadie, we have finally found the legendary Swan Lake of the East! ”

Two international travelers who have gone through a lot of hardships ran out with cheers, threw away their bags, and ran towards the lake as they ran.

But just as they had reached Swan Lake, several shrill whistles suddenly sounded, and many wild men with spears in their hands jumped out of the jungle with a roar.

The two international travelers were stunned.

By the time they came to their senses, they had been skewered on sticks by the savages, and a bonfire was lit underneath.

Just as the two travelers were desperately praying that God, the Virgin Mary would save them, the background music suddenly rose high, melodious and elegant.

A fairy, stepping over, facing the cool evening breeze, the white gauze skirt was blown up, the long legs with a sexy black luster, light and elegant steps, with the cooperation of the waist swinging from side to side, walked towards the savages.

"I'll go, isn't this Concubine Zhan?"

Qingshan, the scene behind the International Convention and Exhibition Center, among the tens of thousands of exhibitors wrapped in Kaihuang Group's loss-making cotton clothes, some people were finally willing to look at the advertisements on the big screen from the long legs of the supermodel.

At the fashion festival, Crawford is a diva-level existence.

But in the Chinese film and television circle, Concubine Zhan's influence on the people is not inferior to Crawford's reputation in the fashion industry.

Most of the people on the scene knew about Crawford, but they basically knew what Concubine Zhan did.

"Good girl, this is the goddess of my dreams!"

"This isn't Concubine Zhan, right? I've read in the newspapers that she almost never shoots fashion commercials. Especially this sex feels glamorous stockings advertisement! ”

"Damn. Dude still doesn't believe that Crawford can come to my Daqingshan catwalk? Isn't it coming now? ”

"Sister, what is the origin of this Southern Group? Not to mention the help of the world's top supermodels, there are also the popular concubines who make an exception and shoot stockings advertisements for them! I'm so frightened, ahhh ”

"Southern stockings, black and homesick."

When Concubine Zhan on the big screen lightly opened her lips and said these eight words, the savages who grabbed the black silk also ran away one by one.

The mouth shouted: "Southern stockings, black homesickness." I'm going home, I'm going home! ”

"Husband, I'm homesick."

The girl with a shabby yellow coat wrapped in a thousand pieces on her body, the little bird snuggled in her boyfriend's arms like a human, looked up at him, and said softly with silky eyes,

"Alright, we'll go home now. Tomorrow, I'll take you to the mall to buy Southern stockings that make you black and homesick. ”

Her boyfriend lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, a scream suddenly erupted in her ears: "- groove!" ”

The couple looked up in amazement and looked up at the stage.

They happened to see Crawford, who had just walked to the catwalk, with his slender left leg bent up, the tip of the little finger of his left hand, and a slight stroke on his knee.

Syllable!

A dubbing sound from the speaker sounded immediately, and the black silk wrapped in Crawford's peerless legs suddenly burst like a balloon and disappeared.

Only, leaving a slender leg with white flowers, the fruit was exposed in the air, in the sight of tens of thousands of people.

The big guy was stunned.

After a while, the cry of the wind swept across the lake: "I'll go, what kind of stockings is this!?" ”

"Can anyone tell me? Where did the stockings go? ”

"I love it! Dear drop, I want you to wear these stockings! ”

"Your sister, this is the true meaning of 'Southern stockings, black homesickness'!"

Listening to the audience, almost crazy roars, Boss Li, ah, no, it is the handsome face of Boss Li, but it is so black that it is almost dripping water, blacker than the black silk in the south.

She had long known that after Li Nannan accepted the small broken factory, he vigorously developed a black silk technology.

He did not hesitate to name this black silk technique after his own name.

Just after hearing this advertising slogan, Boss Yue still sneered disdainfully: "What kind of bullshit black silk technology? Just your little broken factory, the little broken people under your hands, if you want to be hairy or not, what good products can you develop? Auntie, the reason why I strongly support you as a peer is for the sake of you being my little nephew. ”

But when he saw supermodel Crawford and others, just by swiping his finger on the black silk, the black silk exploded with a bang, blooming with indescribable feminine charm, Yue Zitong knew that he was wrong.

It's still a big mistake, a big mistake!

Fools can also see that once this kind of black silk is listed, it will immediately be the favorite of the deep resentful women and the girls of Hanchun, and become the tiger of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, to roll up the entire hosiery industry.

Other hosiery companies far away from Daqingshan, the impact on the market will be a little smaller for the time being.

But she finally managed to make some famous fairy stockings, and because she lived in the green mountains with the southern black silk, she would bear the brunt of it and become the appetizer for this tiger rushing to the world.

Death, it's not too miserable!

One mountain, no room for two tigers.

Once there are two well-known hosiery industries in Tsingshan, then those with absolutely advanced technology will be able to eat the other side of the market in the shortest possible time.

Yue Zitong, who suddenly realized that he was very wrong, immediately felt a strong crisis.

She knew that if she didn't take effective measures quickly, she would lead a group of minions to squat at the door of the accumulated warehouse today, crying without tears.

She used her life to invest all her net worth in exchange for some achievements, that is, the wind blew the eggshell, and the wealth went to make people happy.

"I must take the Southern Bloc as my own! Otherwise, I am doomed. ”

The cold and fierce color flashed from Yue Zitong's eyes, and the right hand that grabbed Chen Dali's ear immediately rotated three hundred and sixty degrees: "Quick, take me to see Li Nannan!" Dare to say half a word, I'll screw your ears off! ”

"Help, Boss Li!"

Chen Dali's miserable howl, in the screams of tens of thousands of spectators at the scene, Mao's role could not be played.

Even if they hear, no one will care.

Instead, they will envy him.

It's not any man who is qualified to be screwed by Boss Yue.

"This, this is the Southern Stockings?"

Since all girls love beauty.

Lin Yiting is the same.

She hates Li Nannan, but she will never hate the fashionable black silk that can make a woman increase her sexy charm in an instant.

She was stunned too.

In front of her, she couldn't help but emerge wearing southern black silk and walking two steps shyly in front of Brother Fusu.

It is no longer possible to control the greedy nature that wants to keep the black silk for itself.

The beauty-loving ladies in the audience just want to buy southern black silk to wear no matter what.

Lin Yiting is like Yue Zitong, not only to wear this kind of black silk, but also to hope to be able to firmly grasp this technology in her own hands!

"Are you thinking that you can keep the black silk technology in your pocket?"

Just when Lin Yiting stared at the supermodels on the stage, deliberately showing off her style, so that the beautiful legs suddenly bloomed in the audience's sight, a gentle man's voice sounded in her ears.

"Yes."

After Lin Yiting subconsciously answered, she suddenly came to her senses and turned around suddenly: "Who are you?" ”

"I'm Yang Xiao."

Yang Xiao raised his hand, combed the hair on his sideburns, looked at the stage and smiled faintly: "I also like this product." It's better for the two of us to join forces and snatch Li Nannan's factory, how about it? ”