In the rooftop office of the Fu Group's business building in the lockdown CBD, the man leans back to his desk, leans back on the leather chair and closes his eyes, his slender fingers slowly tapping on the armrest.

Knock knock, knock knock......

"Come in. ”

Assistant Zhang Chen came in with a document and put it on his desk.

"Mr. Fu, everything is ready, you can go to Miss He's house. Zhang Chen said respectfully.

Fu Yunzhi turned around, picked up the document with his long fingers and flipped through it casually: "Got it, you go out." ”

Zhang Chen hesitated for two seconds and spoke: "Mr. Fu, do you want to call you a driver?"

Fu Yunzhi got up and didn't forget to bring the document on the table: "No, I'll go in person." ”

In the photo gallery of the closed cultural street.

"Sink your waist a little bit, it's better to move more naturally, you relax. ”

He Zi, holding the camera, said to the girl kneeling on the big white bed wrapped in sheets.

Click......

The sound of pressing the shutter is endless.

When the scene on the bed was finished and ready to shoot the next scene, He Zi asked everyone to rest for a few minutes.

"Zizi, you're getting better. ”

It was He Zi's gay best friend Sheng Yangyang who spoke, a pink blazer with a pair of pink slitch shorts, plus mules, and gay's sensitive people knew his sexuality at a glance.

After graduating from a well-known foreign visual art college, He Zi and Sheng Yangyang returned to China to found a private photo studio together.

Because the privacy of the photos is very high, the more than 20 staff members of the entire photo studio, except for Sheng Yangyang, are all girls.

He Zi has observed some girls who are engaged in photography in China, and they are all very cool. When I was collecting wind before, I saw a female photographer with a tattoo on her arm wearing a suspender belt in the mountains in late autumn, He Zi wrapped her clothes tightly and secretly stretched out her thumb: "It's really frost-resistant." ”

So the result He Zi observed is: to be a female photographer, you have to be cool.

When it comes to tattoos, He Zi can't get his hands down, and he is particularly afraid of pain. The witty He Zi bought an ins-style dark tattoo sticker on the almighty treasure, with a broken heart of spades on the right collarbone and a black electrocardiogram on the slender ankle on the left. The bean paste-colored lipstick, the eyeliner at the end of the eyes is deliberately raised, He Zi feels very cool.

And, of course, pair it with an open-waisted knitted suspender belt and wide-leg trousers, and a pair of British-inspired martines.

"Zizi, your phone is ringing. Sheng Yangyang handed the phone to He Zi.

"What's the matter, Uncle Liang, I'm working. ”

Uncle Liang is He Zi's father's personal assistant.

"Miss, you're coming back soon, there's an accident at home. ”

He Zi was anxious when he heard this, so he didn't care about saying anything more, hung up the phone, picked up his bag and ran out.

The girl who took the picture was unhappy and stopped He Zi: "I finally waited for the appointment, and I just left, it's so irresponsible." ”

"Miss, I'm sorry, I'm really in trouble. It's the same to ask Yangyang to shoot for you, I'm really sorry, this time I gave you a free shot, and I should express my apologies. ”

Seeing this, Sheng Yangyang pulled over the girl who was taking the picture with a very good look, so that He Zi could leave quickly.

He Zi hurriedly went home, pushed open the door of the house, rushed to his father's side, and cried on his father's lap: "Dad, what happened." ”

She grew up in a friendly family environment, a wealthy daughter who was loved by her parents and thousands of people, and she had a smooth journey along the way, and she didn't know what it was like to be worried. So listening to Uncle Liang's flustered tone on the phone, He Zi was very frightened.

He Hairong was very distressed when he saw his daughter, who had always been happy, embarrassed and unimaged at this moment, touched his daughter's hair, and comforted: "Dad is fine, you see that Mom and Dad are fine." ”

He Zi looked at his father with tearful eyes, and then at his mother, and when he saw that they were indeed well, he instantly smiled.

Fu Yunzhi's brows frowned slightly, the emotions in his long and deep eyes were very hidden, and he looked at the woman in front of him who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and her eyeliner was a mess.

He Zi noticed that there was still a man sitting on the single sofa opposite her father. I saw that the man was wearing a hand-customized, well-cut expensive suit, with a noble temperament, thin lips pursed, and no smile.

He Zi didn't know the strange man sitting on his sofa calmly.