"I'm actually very depressed these days, and I think this kind of thing, still, still can't work."

Ye Qiusheng looked at it, and his heart was also very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but want to appease her, but he still said coldly.

"But it's useless to apologize, you can admit that you did wrong and forgive yourself, but what about the person who was hurt? There's no second time to any of this, and I want you to figure it out."

Ning Wanyan put down the back of her hand crying out of a puddle of black water, nodded with teary eyes, and the light of the makeup mirror hit her face, not only the tear stains were clear, but even the eyelashes could be counted.

"Remember, I can make you disappear as much as I can hold you."

Feng Ziyu, who was listening to the completion of the process at the crack of the door, took a deep breath, full of unwillingness, his fingers grasped the door frame, his knuckles bulged, and the cyan blood vessels burst.

She didn't dare to imagine what the result would have been if the calculation together that day was not so good, or if Zhao Ye came a little later.

She's going to die! Now that I think of a palpitation, how can I joke with human life and vent with human life!

Obviously she already knew who the murderer was, but Qiusheng only threatened lightly, if she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would never have known that this accident was man-made!

Qiusheng, we have known each other since childhood, more than 20 years of friendship, our family reached out to you in times of crisis, and never treated you badly in terms of food and clothing, you, you.

Feng Ziyu knew that she didn't have a strong background, even if she had a great talent in dancing, the result was again and again.

The chest cavity was tightly stuffed with grievances, and there was no trace of gaps, which made people panic, and their eyes were warm.

Feng Ziyu wiped away his tears and walked towards the corridor where no one was, and his figure gradually drifted away.

After Ye Qiusheng came out of the dressing room, he bumped into Zhao Ye who had just finished making a phone call and holding a cigarette in his mouth at the crew.

The slender knuckles clamped the cigarette handle, took a deep breath, and the red section of cigarette ash fell.

"Zhao Gongzi is quite leisurely."

The crew on the side was busy, everything was arranged for the lighting equipment, and the two of them looked behind at the same time, and walked out in unison.

"What's wrong, what's the matter?"

The number of people on this road became fewer and fewer, until they walked out of the set, and a fresh breeze blew away the depression in their chests.

"You know it's Ning Wanyan's ghost, but you're also silent and indifferent, in fact, you don't like Feng Ziyu that much, right?"

Ye Qiusheng asked the doubts in his heart without any scruples.

She stopped and looked at Zhao Ye.

Zhao Ye smiled very openly, his eyes curved like a crescent moon, "When did I say I liked her? Is it like to be nice to her?"

As he spoke, he took a puff on his cigarette, addicted to it, as if this was the only way to soothe the depression in his heart.

Ye Qiusheng bowed his head, what he said was this.

"You must have your reasons, but no matter what, you will definitely not affect the reputation of the Zhao clan because of her."

The two of them walked in unison like an open-air parking lot, and Zhao Ye glanced at Ye Qiusheng in slight surprise.

Ye Qiusheng's words implied a lot of information.

The reason why she didn't bother with Ning Wanyan was because she saw the world of capitalists clearly.

Ning Wanyan is Zhao's artist, with a large number of fans, if there is negative news, it will have a great impact on Zhao's corporate image, not to mention that this negative news is still harmful.

Once there is huge negative news, it will be like a chain reaction, and more people who eat melons will notice and pick up the negative news of other artists in their company.

Moreover, now that the movie is being filmed, Ning Wanyan said that she can't have an accident, otherwise it will directly affect the entire movie, and Ye Qiusheng and Zhao Ye, as investors, have taken care of it.

The two walked to Ye Qiusheng's car after a while, Ye Qiusheng opened the car door, and Zhao Ye propped up the side of the car frame with one hand, "Qiu Mei'er is really smart and icy."

Ye Qiusheng replied lukewarmly, "I'm not smart enough, I'm not as smart as you."

"Thank you

Zhao Gongzi, send me to the car."

Ye Qiusheng got into the back of the car and smiled at Zhao Ye and waved.

The corners of Zhao Ye's mouth naturally unfolded, and the red bloodshot in his eyes because of staying up late also became enchanting, he let go of his hand and took a step back, "Goodbye Qiu Mei'er."

The two of them seemed to have said something, but they didn't seem to have said anything, and they already knew a lot of things in each other's hearts.

In fact, Ye Qiusheng also felt that this was not bad, she took Ning Wanyan's handle, and held her twice, so that this person could be used by her in the future.

......

Time flies, and on the day of heavy snow in the twenty-four solar terms, Ye Qiusheng prepared a new product launch conference.

This day was also the day when the last episode of "Traveling with My Sister" was broadcast.

She will watch the show catwalk clips with all the news media friends on the spot, and then hold a live catwalk and new product releases.

She laid out a red carpet of about 100 meters at the entrance of the banquet venue, and the red carpet stretched all the way to the street, ensuring that the guests could step on the red carpet as soon as they first stepped down.

Many reporters and friends gathered on the street, holding "long guns and short guns", nervously and excitedly preparing to record this moment and photograph the objects of their attention.

"I heard that Zhao Yunchu will also come, oh my God, she is a figure in the altar of internal entertainment, she just announced today that she is the spokesperson of Dongxi, it's too good."

"I lost it, I just opened the phone and saw it, it's real, my dad liked her to death back then, the top sister of domestic entertainment, it's all right."

"Dongxi has some ability, I heard that there are Fendi and Noorway abroad, and foreign music divas are also invited, and I heard that they are here to sing catwalk songs for them."

"Cao, my goddess, Norway, can I listen to the live version? That's awesome! I can't imagine that I won't be able to hear Nolway's scene without going abroad in my life! Thank you Dongxi, I thank you for your eight lifetime ancestors."

The sky is dark blue, and the street lamps here are fully lit, and the quaint outdoor lights in the courtyard emit bright colors.

Every high-rise building in

Flower baskets for an entire street are placed, and the red roses, mainly rosy, exude charm in the night light, and it really means to walk the flower road.

And the first Bentley arrived, and the first person to come down from above was Chu He, Chu He's face had been removed from gauze, but the skin barrier was too fragile, and she only wore a thin layer of makeup.

But with big eyes, a small face, a little pink in the white, and fine curly eyelashes, it looks like a live-action Barbie doll.

"Who is this?"

A reporter was holding his camera and was blindfolded, not knowing whether to shoot or not.

The person next to her patted her shoulder vigorously, "Chu He! The eldest lady of the Beijing circle, the ambiguous object of Zhao's son, hey, just shoot it, her work will be released soon."

The reporter slapped his head and remembered that this was not the person Zhao Gongzi wanted to hold, so he picked up the camera, pressed the shutter directly, and kept his fingers for a moment.

Chu He's eyes were blinded when he got out of the car, as if this light would bite people, and he rushed towards her one after another.

The whole time with half-squinted eyes, the wind trotted through the red carpet and walked to the backstage.

Ye Qiusheng and Mo Bai looked at Chu He who was wearing a white bandeau light gauze puffy skirt, and they didn't react a little, "Chu He? How is your face?"

Chu He looked left and right, and found that there was no one in the dressing room!

"What about people? Where's your model?"

Speaking of this, Ye Qiusheng also pursed his lips irritably, "I don't know who abducted the foreign model I invited, the domestic one is in the room next to it, but it is not very uniform, my people are looking for it now."

Chu He covered his head with his hands in disbelief, "Help, how can you be calm, what if you can't find it, who will go to the catwalk."

She came to help so early, for fear that some people who were not long-sighted would come to make trouble, and she happened to have not repaired people for a long time.

"I figured it out, if there really wasn't the right person, I'd be holding you

, and Mobai, it's not impossible for us to go up on it ourselves."

Ye Qiusheng said with a serious face.

Mo Bai's expression was calm and composed.

Chu He was completely stunned, "What are you talking about? Do you know what you're talking about?"

Ye Qiusheng led Chu He to the room on the other side.

In the corridor of the background, the workers shuttled back and forth, busy, and some saw Ye Qiusheng bowing perfunctorily, saying hello to the boss, and then ran away, and they didn't know what they were busy with, it looked messy.

The three of them walked into a very spacious powder room, the kind that could accommodate thirty people to put on makeup, but there were not thirty people with the makeup artist.

But the models sat at the dressing table in a regular manner, and everything was in order, compared to the chaos in the hallway.

Chu He looked at these unnamed models, and was inexplicably upset, "Who took your model away?" Your enemy? Dongxi's opponent?"

Ye Qiusheng maintained his usual attitude and said with a smile, "Yes, it's very difficult to find a model, many well-known models have directly rejected our invitations, but the other party can't control the entire model circle, so I still made it up."

Chu He pouted, "What about Nolway, my Nolway, my scene." The little face was about to cry.

Ye Qiusheng stretched out his hand to soothe her shoulder, "There may be, I'm not sure, after all, she is a guest and will not arrive early."

Ye Qiusheng turned around and took a deep breath silently, and he couldn't put it down for a long time when he lifted it, and then took two more breaths to remove the turbidity in his body.

People, she started to arrange it for a long time, Zhou Yang listed all the suitable models at that time, and then contacted them one by one, which was very difficult to finalize the candidates.

I'm also very afraid that people with ulterior motives will be mixed in the models, but now it's okay, and there are no people directly.

"Boss, boss, no, there's a fight ahead!"

Sydney ran over panting.

When the people in the dressing room heard this, they all turned to look at Ye Qiusheng and his party.

Ye Qiusheng took Sydney's shoulders and walked out, staring at Sydney deeply, his voice sank, "What's the situation? You said it smoothly."