At night, wearing a white evening dress, stepping on 20 cm high heels, rubbing and running out of the hotel, I almost broke my foot.

Damn it!

What kind of woman is this kind of perverted high heel designed to torture women?

Everyone is a woman, why don't you be consistent with the outside world and deal with men? They want to torture each other.

However, she is a gold worshipper girl every year, and she doesn't wear such high shoes, how can she show the temperament of a gold worshipper? !

The enchanting annual rings walked out of the hotel door, a luxurious Rolls-Royce stopped outside the door, and the parking boy trotted to the front of the car and opened the door for the annual rings.

"Thank you." Nian Ring looked at him and smiled, he froze again, raised his hand, and aimed it at his face.

Frightened, the annual ring hurriedly got into the car, only to find that there was only a monsoon to drive.

"Hey, Brother Feng, why are you driving? I didn't know you were working part-time as a driver. ”

Speaking of which, a year ago, Nian Ring stayed on the cruise ship for a whole month, and he was familiar with Yang Xiu and Monsoon, and when they met this morning, Nian Ring wanted to say hello, but unfortunately the two chattered and didn't give her a chance to talk at all.

When we met at this time, the annual rings naturally chattered.

"Miss Nian is as lively as ever." Monsoon replied with a straight voice, started the car, and drove out of the hotel gate.

Sitting in the car, the annual rings curiously touched everywhere, but always felt that there was one person missing, and asked casually: "That's right, Brother Feng." What about Uncle Jin? Didn't he ask me to accompany him to dinner? Why did you come here alone? ”

"Oh, sir, you still have something on your business, let you go to the venue first?"

"The venue... What venue? "The annual ring paused slightly, and I thought of the IP ceremony...

Then, the next sentence heard Monsoon's reply: "IP Festival." ”

"Really!"

Rings' eyes widened, this special meow is whatever he wants, but it can't be every day!

Listening to the voice of surprise from the annual ring, Ji Feng smiled implicitly: "I didn't expect Miss Nian to guess it." ”

"I said I didn't guess, I dreamed it, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Monsoon replied.

A year ago, the character of the annual rings, the people on the cruise ship who did not know.

Therefore, according to her temperament, nine out of ten sentences are false, and he wants to reply 'Faith,' which is to help her directly fill up the tenth sentence.

Nian Ring squinted his eyes and smiled, his eyes hooked into a touch of phoenix and fox flavor, and he didn't argue, leaned back in his chair, looked out the window, and said: "Alas, it's really an IP ceremony, Uncle Jin actually let me go alone first, obviously I am accompanied." ”

No, you're the main character.

Do you think your Uncle Jin really came to H City for the IP Festival? Cooperating with Qingyun Novel Group is just a stop......

Anyway, in the process of looking for you, I am idle, and I am idle, so I just talk about business.

This is what Yang Xiu said to Monsoon.

However, this kind of talk will naturally not come with his mouth open, so he just asked: "Doesn't Miss Nian want to participate in the IP ceremony?" ”

"I want to, I dream of it." Years go by, she is a career-oriented woman, but, "... It's just that what I hope is that one day I can step on the red carpet with my own strength. ”

When Ji Feng heard this, he showed a moved look, nodded, and suddenly understood: "Then I'll send Miss Nian to the side door, and the red carpet will be left for you until next time." ”

"Okay." The annual rings are categorical, and the face is more and more beautiful.

……

Half an hour later, the top hall in H City, Tianhe Convention and Exhibition Center, is solemn and magnificent, with a façade architectural style of the last century, and a long ladder outside the door.

A red carpet was laid on the ladder, which stretched from the foot of the ladder to the hall.

At this time, countless media are in focus, and the lights are shining.

One after another, the luxury cars stopped in front of the red carpet, and one by one, dressed in luxurious and exquisite talents, walked out of the car with smiles on their faces.

"Audience friends in front of the TV, hello everyone, I am a reporter XXX from the Chinese Language Agency, we see now that Mr. Huo Yingchuan, the national actor, is walking on the red carpet, and next to him is Qin Sixiang, the new little flower of this year......"

"Next, what we saw was that Mr. He Licheng, president of the top ten outstanding enterprises in the country, walked the red carpet with his fiancée, Ms. Nian Youyou, and it is said that the name 'Tilt Year' was specially given by Mr. He Licheng for his fiancée... Wow, what a loving couple ......"

"At this time, what appeared in our lens was the great god of several writers of Qingyun Novel Group, Chen Yu and Ji Zhongxian......"

Several reporters were excitedly broadcasting in front of the red carpet at this time, and one by one shining characters walked along the red carpet...

At the side door at the other end, the annual ring handed over the invitation, dressed as white as Haoyue, low-key and luxurious, and her smooth forehead was illuminated by the light like Bai Jue, hanging her charming smiling face, and the security guard was stunned: "Miss... The red carpet is over there..."

Tree Rings: "...... Ahem, over there... Go next year, definitely go next year. ”