"Okay." Han Meng replied lightly, and did not refuse.

Looking at the neon flashes outside the window, I felt familiar, but I couldn't remember when I came. I can't remember why I applied for this job.

Looking at the tired girl beside him, Ning Changge stopped teasing and drove straight to the Huwan apartment in the city.

This is a luxury apartment with excellent privacy in the city, from the entrance to the basement to the elevator to the room, it is a ladder and a household, which is suitable for political and business people who require a lot of privacy, and of course it is expensive.

Han Meng spent a few minutes today in his free time at work to learn about Xia Ning Changge's situation. The master of the service is the lead singer of the bar rock band, and the fifth or sixth tier star who has recently switched to film and television, is handsome. But compared with the current small fresh meat traffic stars, there are no works and endorsements that can be used, and the amount of goods is average. The company didn't shoot a special agent to take him, and Kevin couldn't be busy, so he recruited a small assistant to help. But it seems that he should have a good family background, and he can also hoard such a residence in the capital where every inch of land is valuable.

"Dream girl, your bag." Ning Changge carried the backpack that looked ugly and old and threw it to Han Meng. This stinky girl, I don't know what my identity is, I really think he's carrying a bag and doing chores, but he can't get used to it.

Looking at the little assistant's plain dress wearing flat shoes, and this contrasting backpack, he followed behind him slowly, without showing a trace of emotion, without the flattery of a gold worshipper, and without the humility and timidity that a new assistant should have. Ning Changge was curious, this little girl was a little interesting.

Ning Changge's apartment is located on the top floor, with an excellent view, and a terrace flower room. Through the swaying shadows of the trees, the night of the capital is beautiful.

Han Meng had no time to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and Ning Changge briefly explained tomorrow's arrangements, then turned around and closed the room and cleaned up.

"Kevin, help me check Han Meng's information." Ning Changge sat on the cowhide sofa in the flower room, looking at the colorful and exquisite skyscraper business district through the peach-pink hanging wall in the crystal cup.

Han Meng opened his backpack and packed up his clothes, and found that these floral cotton skirts, pink camamins, casual sportswear and cartoon pajamas looked so strange. I reluctantly chose a cartoon T-shirt and hemp gray sweatpants to change out of my clothes. Take a nap in the bathtub and feel like you're feeling a little rejuvenated. After washing, I continued to check the information on my phone, trying to think of something.

"Is Dream Girl resting?" Listening to the slightly drunk evil ghost outside the door and whispering a question, Han Meng was not afraid and got up to open the door.

I didn't expect this little girl to be so bold that she would open the door so quickly. Ning Changge leaned on the door, stumbling, and almost threw the thin little girl in front of him. Han Meng's body was slightly sideways, and he avoided it lightly. I saw him stumble in two steps, and he lay on the bed in the guest room.

"Brother Ning, is there something wrong?" Han Meng looked at the man in front of him, less sunny and handsome in the recording studio during the day, and more unruly in the dark night. The character design of the stars holding the moon flower and the beautiful male and female idols seems to have collapsed, and with the slightly drunk wine, it has recovered some punk feeling.

"Dream girl, you are so ruthless, you won't help me."

Maybe it's because of the early death of her parents that she is so stubborn and independent? Shouldn't it be more accustomed to seeing people's eyes, and be more transparent about the sleek and sophisticated world that is difficult to live a difficult life? Looking at such a cold and calm look, it is hard to believe that she is a little girl who has just graduated.

Ning Changge stretched out his hand, hoping that the little assistant could pull him up with his slender jade hand. She didn't seem to want to help at all. But how could there be any reason for this outstretched hand to be withdrawn, Ning Changge intended to tease her again. looked at the little assistant exposed on the outside of the cartoon T-shirt and embedded it in his hand.