In the end, Song Yiyan called Ling Sheng, borrowed a hundred yuan from her, and after paying the fare, she muttered and got out of the car, and threw a business card to the driver: "Master, this is my business card, feel free to find me if you have any questions." ”

Ay!

I think that she is the first feng shui master in the last days, and she has to make money by pulling business by herself, and the world is declining!

The driver's master scolded a nervous disorder, saw that the business card fell under the seat in the back seat, took a sip, and his angry face turned into the color of pig liver.

Song Yiyan looked up to the sky and sighed, stepped on her hatred of the sky, and turned her head into a building opposite.

Brilliant Entertainment Co., Ltd. is a subsidiary of Dongfangjia, a very large entertainment company in Huaxia, which designs dozens of fields of movies, TV series and artist management.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the staff who had just come to work and went home from overtime looked at a woman who looked so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it, walking by gracefully and dignifiedly, and her eyes were straight.

The word beauty is no longer enough to describe her style, which makes people instantly think of a stunning stunner, charming and unpretentious.

There are many artists in the company, from the popular Xiaohua Xiaosheng to the eighteenth-tier actors and actresses, who can enter the entertainment industry, which one can play with a better appearance, they have seen too much, and they have all begun to get tired of aesthetics, so they feel nothing.

But the beauty in front of her is a type that can't be found in the entertainment industry, with her own royal sister temperament, elegant and atmospheric in her gestures, a natural and elegant temperament, and her own eye-catching effect, as if as long as she appears, everyone's eyes will automatically focus on her.

Song Yiyan walked all the way unhindered, and went directly to the eighteenth floor, stepping on a pair of high heels, and the sound of pedaling was like a life-urging note.

"Miss, you can't go in." At the door, the secretary stopped her in a panic, looked at the beauty in front of her, and panicked for no reason: "Miss, do you have an appointment?" ”

"Dongfang Fan, if you have the courage to do it, don't be a shrinking turtle for the old lady." Song Yiyan hooked her lips and smiled, her gorgeous lip color made her whole person more and more beautiful, and she impatiently pushed away the people who stood in the way, and kicked open the door of the president's room with a bang.

In the president's room, a pair of naked men and women turned their backs to the door, the woman was pressed on the desk, her legs were pressed into a straight line, and when she heard someone open the door, not only did she not show signs of restraint, but she moaned louder than one, as if she was demonstrating and showing off.

Dongfang Fan was directly softened by someone yelling at him like this, and the moment he turned his head, his eyes looked hideous, and he roared irritably: "Get out!" ”

Who else should he be, it turned out to be his ex-fiancée, she hurt his Dongfang family and lost face, he hasn't gone to trouble her yet, she still dares to come to him! It's just looking for death!

"What happened to Lang Qiang yesterday was your mastermind!" Song Yiyan saw the scene in front of her, not only did she feel a little ashamed, but looked at the woman lying on the table with interest: "This young lady, I have something to talk to him, can I trouble you to go out?" ”

The woman lying on the table, the moment she saw Song Yiyan, she was also shaken by her extremely gorgeous face, and then she saw clearly that the woman looked like her own eyebrows and eyes, no, to be precise, her own eyebrows and eyes, which were somewhat similar to her.

Is this woman in front of her the Yanyan in the mouth of the eldest young master of the East? Song Yiyan, the woman who regretted his marriage and made him lose face, last night, he was on her body, but the name she shouted in his mouth was always there.

"Yes and what? Isn't it? Dongfang Fan's handsome face was gloomy, with a little distortion, he turned his head to look at the woman on the table, and roared irritably: "Don't hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu!" ”

The woman saw that the eldest young master of the East was angry, and she clearly knew the bad temper of the man in front of her, last night, she was almost killed by him, and she hurriedly got off the table, hugged her clothes and ran out.

"So, you admit it?" Song Yiyan was full of anger, and after moving her muscles and bones, she kicked at him: "Then I don't have to be soft." ”

Before Dongfang Fan could react, he was kicked in the stomach, the woman's strength was too great, as if she had been smashed by a sledgehammer, her internal organs were about to crack, and she couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Song Yiyan is a person who must be repaid, Lang Qiang is a brilliant entertainment person, Dongfang Fan's doglegs, she first cleaned up the behind-the-scenes instructions, and then went to clean up the bastard, they couldn't run away one or two.

An eight-foot man in the Oriental Fantang Hall, he also fights on weekdays, fierce, ruthless and tyrannical, the young generation of the capital is invincible, where would he think that he would be beaten by a woman, a woman who insulted him and made him lose face.

After Song Yiyan had enough, she got up slowly, took out the wet wipes on the desk, wiped her fingers one by one, looked at him condescendingly, her red lips opened lightly, and she smiled: "Dongfang Fan, you remember, next time you provoke me, I will kill you." ”

Dongfang Fan clearly saw the bloody slaughter in the woman's eyes, but suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, okay, it's delicious enough, he likes her like this, how boring a good rabbit is, a woman just has to be spicy enough, and she can only feel it when she conquers it.

Outside the president's office, the secretary watched the woman open the door gracefully and walked out, dressed up and down, not even a single hair had changed, exactly the same as when she just came over, and nodded and smiled at her.

She shuddered with fright, and deeply understood what the face of an angel was, the methods of the devil, and the screams of the president still lingered in her ears.

When Lang Qiang was brought into the office, he licked a smiling face and looked at the man sitting in the chair with his back to him: "Young Master Fan, if you have anything to do, just tell me." ”

"Yesterday, you drugged Song Yiyan?" Dongfang Van La had a long end note, with a bit of evil flavor.

Lang Qiang's eyes lit up, Young Master Fan was going to reward him, and said with a smile: "Avenge Young Master Dongfang, it's what I should do, Song Yiyan's thing that doesn't know what to do, what kind of thing is it, it hurts our Dongfang family to lose face, and you become the object of ridicule in the entire capital, I'm just teaching her a lesson, just if you're satisfied." ”

Dongfang Fan's eyes sank, and his murderous aura was revealed, and he suddenly turned his seat, revealing a bruised and swollen face, looking at him like a dead man.