Chen Xin calmed down, handed his mobile phone to Ji Mingqian, and clicked on a video, "big boss, is Jiang Nan God super handsome, you see."

Ji Mingqian threw her a white eye and looked down at her mobile phone. In the video, the gentle and jade face was very eye-catching.

Reporters and fans squatting at the airport saw him come out, and a dark place rushed over like a wolf, taking photos of him with mobile phones and cameras.

If the bodyguards around Jiang Yisheng hadn't reacted quickly, some people's mobile phones would be connected to his face.

"Jiang Yisheng..."

"Don't shoot, don't shoot."

"Ah Sheng, take good care of yourself..."

"Excuse me."

"Get out of the way and don't surround."

"Be careful and don't squeeze any more."

For a moment, the scene was chaotic.

Ji Mingqian was used to this kind of scene, and his eyes moved to Jiang Yisheng, who was protected by the bodyguards.

Because of the sudden appearance of fans and reporters, he took the hat and sunglasses handed over by his agent, put them on, and accelerated to the nanny car.

This video is estimated to be taken by close fans. The man's lips as light as water are tight, which seems to be a little uncomfortable.

"Jiang Nan Shen's whereabouts have always been kept secret. This time, it is estimated that someone inside their company leaked the news," Chen Xin analyzed skillfully.

Ji Mingqian took back his sight and glanced at her contemptuously, "what are you excited about? I don't look as good as him?"

"That's the same. Jiang Nan is as gentle as jade. You're not the same style, and your musical talent is super good." Chen Xin praised without spare effort.

Ji Mingqian gave a bang, ignored her, and then ate.

When he finished eating, they talked about work.

Chen Xin took out a document from his bag and handed it to him with a highlighter. "It's all recent job offers. Check what you want."

Ji Mingqian took it and opened the file to browse.

His fingertips suddenly paused and pressed on the page number of the third page.

He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Xin, "the endorsement of Feng's group's jewelry?"

Chen Xin looked and said, "the men's jewelry of Feng's group has always been endorsed by Jiang Yisheng, but the latest series they launched this time also needs another spokesperson. It happens that the biggest investor in your film this time is Feng's group, so they sent an invitation to us."

The big boss of her own business show absolutely didn't take it. She could count the endorsements she was willing to take. She only took one endorsement every year. She also added the invitation in this document with a try attitude. She didn't expect him to really agree.

"Big boss, the endorsement of Feng's group is really good. Why don't you think about it," she continued.

"And Jiang Nan Shen is also one of the spokesmen of this time. If you cooperate, it will definitely be icing on the cake. I can also worship Jiang Nan Shen's beauty at a close distance."

I'm afraid the last sentence is the point.

Ji Mingqian glanced at her and hummed, "don't answer."

Chen Xin is depressed.

Is it really good to be so capricious?

She had a plan in her mind and urged her, "big boss, are you afraid of standing with Jiang Nan God and being compared by him, so you don't take the endorsement?"

Unfortunately, the man in front of her was an old fox. He saw through this little trick at a glance.

He smiled thoughtfully, "it's no use motivating me. I just don't want to take the same endorsement with Jiang Yisheng. If you want to see his beauty, it's better to be an assistant to him. I won't stop you."

Then he turned the page and looked at the others.

Dozens of pages are full, and there are only a few with fluorescent pens.

Chen Xin looked and felt tired.

These job offers could not be obtained by many people in their dreams. He was good and rejected them all.

"Big boss, you really don't think about it? The endorsements of Feng's group are well paid," she advised painstakingly.

Ji Mingqian crossed his legs, brushed his mobile phone and said, "Ben, look very short of money?"

“……”

OK, your uncle is rich and willful.

"Big boss, small one, step back first. You have a rest." Chen Xin said with her bag and throat.

Ji Mingqian smiled, "kneel down."

Chen Xin slid down the black line on his forehead.

When she came to the door, she turned reluctantly, "big boss, I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow. I'm going to chase my Jiangnan God."

She must get the autograph this time.

Ji Mingqian readily promised, "it's approved."

Chen Xinle, humming a tune, left.

After chatting with Chu Chen about the headquarters, Ji Mingqian threw his cell phone aside and suddenly remembered that he picked up his cell phone again.

Click the microblog and directly enter Jiang Yisheng's name.

A lot of hot searches about him popped up on the screen.

Jiang Yisheng's new album

Jiangyisheng Airport

Jiang Yisheng looks pale

Jiang Yisheng suspected cold

……

Ji Mingqian took a light puff from the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help thinking that when he saw him for the first time, he felt like coughing to death every minute.

Another cold?

What a sick beauty.

He tutted, quit his microblog, threw his mobile phone on the sofa and got up and went to the bathroom.

**

Afternoon, quiet.

Servants can be seen everywhere in the living room.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

Carrying the light, Ye Yan came in with big steps.

"Sir."

The servants saw him and shouted respectfully.

Ye Yan Xun glanced at the girl sitting on the sofa and scratched a touch of complexity in the depths.

After thinking, he raised his feet and walked over.

"Nine cool."

Hearing this sound, ye jiuliang pressed the game to pause, her eyes lifted gently, and she pulled her lips at the warm smile on the man's face.

The cool voice can't hear joy and anger, "it's uncle."

"Didn't you go to class today?" Ye Yan sat down opposite her. In his words, he was concerned about the younger generation.

"Are you still used to life here after coming back?"

Ye jiuliang played with his mobile phone, and a cynical smile appeared on his lips. "Thank you for your concern, uncle. I'm used to it."

"Jiuliang, in fact, the old man has been thinking about you all these years. It's not easy for him. You should be more considerate of him." Ye Yan said earnestly.

If he wants to act, she can't help but cooperate.

Ye jiuliang listened silently and nodded occasionally.

"Uncle said yes."

A sentence that is neither light nor heavy is somewhat choking.

Ye Yan looked at her dimly. For a moment, he got up and wanted to go. "Come to uncle if you have anything. I'll go upstairs and talk to the old man first."

Ye jiuliang shouted to him, "uncle, I've always wanted to ask you something."

Ye Yan turned around and smiled kindly, "what do you say?"

Staring at the hypocritical smile on his face, ye jiuliang said slowly, "uncle, do you think my father really died?"

The words fell, and the air suddenly stagnated.

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