Shen Fanyin really didn't worry about what Luo Rou would do to her, not to mention how the two had a relationship, just say that Luo Rou herself...... She must have wanted a clothing brand to help expand her territory.

Shen Fanyin thought so, and said the same to Jing Zeheng.

When Jing Zeheng came to Shen Fanyin after the meeting, it was already nearly four o'clock.

He seemed to be very tired, and after leaning on the sofa and listening to Shen Fanyin, he didn't express his opinion, just stretched out his hand to her.

"Come here." He called her like a child.

Shen Fanyin poured him a glass of lemonade, walked over and handed it to him, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"My dad said a few words."

Jing Zeheng took the water glass, took a sip and put it down.

"That ......"

As soon as Shen Fanyin opened his mouth, his wrist was grabbed by Jing Zeheng.

With a little force, he pulled her into his arms.

Jing Zeheng buried his face in Shen Fanyin's neck socket, and his voice was slightly muffled: "Little Ancestor, don't move, let me hold it for a while."

Shen Fanyin felt that he was a little depressed.

It is estimated that Jinghui said that it was quite miserable.

She didn't struggle anymore, and even reached out to put her arm around his shoulder and patted him twice as if soothingly.

The soft little hand caressed his shoulder, and the corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth were dyed with a smile.

He closed his eyes and smiled silently, enjoying the silence with peace of mind.

After a while, he raised his head and dropped a kiss on Shen Fanyin's face, and then asked her, "What did you just say?" Luo Ning wants to copy your homework?"

"Uh......"

The topic changed suddenly, Shen Fanyin was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again: "Yes, that's it."

Jing Zeheng chuckled, not caring about this: "Don't worry about her, Luo Rou will hold down her development process."

"I guessed." Shen Fanyin pursed her lips and chuckled, "Brother, are you okay?"

"Well, it's fine."

"What did Uncle say about you?"

"Said let me find something serious for Jing Muhan to do, he hangs around the project team every day, and he is annoyed to see it."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

So what is he pretending to be here!

Shen Fanyin gritted her teeth and pushed Jing Zeheng away, glared at him hatefully, and muttered in a low voice, "You just bully me."

"Why did I bully you?" Jing Zeheng chuckled and hooked a strand of her hair with her fingers, wrapping them between her fingers.

There was a light smile on the corner of his lips, and without waiting for Shen Fanyin to complain, he directly cut to the chase: "Xingrui's people can arrive in fifteen minutes, tell me, do you want to participate in the costume design of that campus drama?"

Shen Fanyin stood up with his shoulders, took two white T-shirts from the workbench, and showed them to him: "Brother, do you think this kind of clothes are suitable for campus dramas?" z.br>

Jing Zeheng leaned on the sofa and asked first, "You designed it?"

"Hmm."

"Yes."

Jing Zeheng didn't even hesitate for a second, and said it conclusively.

Shen Fanyin: "......"

That's a question she shouldn't have asked him.

She casually threw a T-shirt on Jing Zeheng's head, told him about the development plan she had just told Su Mu, and finally said:

"I'm also a little entangled now, because Shengyin's brand positioning is light luxury, which is not suitable for campus dramas, and there may be bad directions, but it is ...... with a class of clothes."

It is equivalent to Shenghua taking money to invest and pave the way, and the biggest benefit is Yitang, which is her and Su Mu's private property.

Jing Zeheng took off his clothes and looked at Shen Fanyin with a low smile: "Fanyin, I voted for a drama, not for Xingrui to advertise Sheng Yin. This is a collaboration between you and Xingrui."

Shen Fanyin: "Then you don't want to talk about it?"

"Well," Jing Zeheng looked right, "Isn't it what I should do to help you talk about cooperation."

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Shen Fanyin: "......"

She was a little dizzy by Jing Zeheng.

She pressed the corner of her forehead and shook her head again.

After a while, she said, "Well, let me read the script, and if there's a scene that suits Sheng Yin, I'll ......."

"Sanskrit."

Jing Zeheng interrupted her.

Shen Fanyin looked at him with inquiring eyes: "What's wrong?"

"There's no need to be so clear," Jing Zeheng smiled in his eyes, "Asking you to provide costumes for this drama is not only for advertising, but the most important thing is to make this drama a little more pleasing to the eye - campus drama, people look good more than the plot."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

"A drama with an investment of 5 million, I don't expect it to have a good script, actors or publicity, as long as people are good-looking, there will be highlights, enough to pay off." Jing Zeheng said.

Shen Fanyin thought about it carefully and had to admit that he was right.

Now the hot film and television adaptation IP often starts from tens of millions, with a total investment of 5 million, it is estimated that it is a small script pulled out of which corner by the filmmaker, and it is decided to shoot after abandoning it, and it is estimated that there will be no well-known actors or new flowers, otherwise their salaries will exceed five million.

"Then, lend me my heat to you." Shen Fanyin said, "Just when I brought heat into the group."

"Okay." Jing Zeheng nodded, "I'll talk to them."

"Okay." Shen Fanyin handed him the water cup again, "Mr. Jing, it's hard work."

Jing Zeheng took the water cup, took a sip and asked her, "Is there a reward?"

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Looking at his expression of wanting to eat meat, it is estimated that she will not want to give the reward he wants.

She looked up at the ceiling directly, not even wanting to hit the fork.

Jing Zeheng stood up, stepped in front of her, and pulled her into his arms.

He pinched her chin and gave her a soft kiss on the corner of her mouth, and his tone was a little helpless: "Why are you so stingy?"

"How can I have it?" Shen Fanyin's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his eyes and didn't look at him.

She was a little nervous, and there was a tremor in her voice.

A small, floppy lump nestled in his arms, and he couldn't help but think too much.

Jing Zeheng's voice was a little hoarse: "Fanyin, be careful when you do business recently, it may be a little troublesome."

"Huh? Do you mean Sister Luo Ning?" Shen Fanyin raised his eyes to look at him and asked subconsciously.

"She?" Jing Zeheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately shook his head, "No, it's Chu Chen Group, their company has a fashion branch, and it is developing quite well."

Shen Fanyin saw Jing Zeheng's expression change, and silently sighed for Luo Ning, who was despised again.

After a while, she realized Jing Zeheng's voice: "You mean, the investor who wants Nie Bao'er to play the heroine is Chu Chen Group?"

"Yes." Jing Zeheng especially likes her sober thinking logic in the world, he said, "I asked Mr. Su, and she said that it was Chu Haoyu, vice president of Chuchen Group, who went to Xingrui today, and it seems that he is a fan of Nie Baoer."

Shen Fanyin opened his mouth and couldn't help but complain: "What kind of plot is this in the ancient text?"

Jing Zeheng looked at her with a low smile, and only said, "Tell me if you are in trouble."

"Oh, okay."

Shen Fanyin nodded, "Sheng Yin is also a subsidiary, so if you have something, you must find the eldest brother!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't know that trouble had actually come to the door.