Chapter 167 She is my assistant

Tang Ranran took a lot of pictures of Zhang Wenhang Lake Park. It was already late, so she pulled Xiao Li back to the hotel with satisfaction.

Yu Beicheng went to attend a commercial dinner, and Meng Yao was also invited to the dinner party, and the dinner party was in the luxury hotel group of Zhenxian and Luojia.

Yu Beicheng didn't expect that when he went to Zhenxian again, he would actually meet Meng Yao, who was like a dog skin plaster.

In the nanny's car.

"Thank you for sending me back to the hotel, Beicheng." Meng Yao sat opposite Yu Beicheng. Her eyes were curled up, and she took off her coat very naturally, revealing her sexual and sexy strapless dress, which looked like a thing.

Yu Beicheng frowned quietly. He looked down at the content on the iPad, not looking at Meng Yao who was scratching her head and tail. His tone was deep and cold: "I will ask your assistant to pick you up next time, I am just because I am going along the way."

Just now at Zhenxian, Meng Yao said in front of everyone that her assistant had taken sick leave and no one took her back to the hotel. She openly asked herself if she could take Yu Beicheng's ride-hailing ride, and she would definitely not be able to refuse in such a situation.

But Lao Yao almost refused at that time.

Meng Yao looked at the unresponsive man on the other side. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a smile, "That's not that she has taken sick leave? I can't bear to see me when she is sick. My agent is also very busy recently."

Lao Yao just walked over from behind and rolled his eyes when he heard this. Her agent was spoiled by the young lady. How could he be busy ignoring her?

Yu Beicheng just nodded and did not reply to Meng Yao. He opened the Weibo page in annoyance, and saw the fans who had been active before at a glance on the homepage.

[Help Yu Beicheng tuck the corner of the quilt and listen to him talking in his sleep]: Fresh and hot airport pictures! My husband is eating French fries! I give him all the French fries! What kind of French fries are so ungrateful! Why don’t you fly into my husband’s mouth by yourself!

(with photos)

[Help Yu Beicheng tuck the corner of the quilt and listen to him talking in his sleep]: This finger is so slender and slender! I want to turn into the fries in his hand, I love it so much! It’s just flying to the kids! Sisters, crowdfunding a bitter tea seed online!

Yu Beicheng stared at the iPad screen with cold and deep pupils. When he saw the last three words, he frowned slightly and asked, "Old Yao, what does bitter tea seed mean?"

Lao Yao sat down and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner in the car. He first explained to Meng Yao: "Teacher Meng is hot, I'll lower the temperature of the air conditioner. You can put on your jacket later."

Meng Yao looked up and looked at the "straight man" Lao Yao with a speechless look. She automatically blocked it and replied to Yu Beicheng's question.

"Beicheng, 'bitter tea seed' is a very popular homophone in the fan circle recently, which means..." Speaking of this, Meng Yao pretended to be shy and raised her hand to cover her mouth and smiled, and then continued to explain: "Pants, which means that many fans can't walk when they see their idols."

Meng Yao explained this, Yu Beicheng raised his eyes slightly, his eyes did not focus on Meng Yao's face. He politely said: "Okay, thank you."

Lao Yao was very angry. He was like a surfer here, and Meng Yao actually answered in front of him.

Meng Yao immediately laughed "giggle" when she received a "thank you" from Yu Beicheng.

Hearing this laughter, Yu Beicheng felt a headache. He simply turned off the iPad, closed his eyes and leaned on the back seat of the car to rest, looking like a stranger.

But someone around me doesn't have the ability to see it.

"Beicheng, I am looking forward to tomorrow's press conference, and I am looking forward to recording a variety show with you this weekend. This is our second collaboration. We will definitely have a very pleasant experience of getting along. Are you right?"

The warm-up period of "Meet the Weekend" ends, and there will be a press conference on Friday before the first week of recording, that is, tomorrow.

This press conference has been warmed up on major official platforms for nearly a week, and the promotional materials of Yuda’s top-notch attracted the attention of many passers-by, so the press conference site that day will definitely be quite exciting.

Meng Yao was determined to take advantage of the popularity and wanted to perform well in front of Yu Beicheng to gain favor, so she naturally would not miss this wonderful opportunity.

At this time, she was affectionate and vividly performed the drama of "louding the blind".

After hearing Meng Yao's words, I didn't know that she was recording a program.

Yu Beicheng didn't say anything, but Lao Yao cleared his throat and reminded her: "Teacher Meng, we Beicheng is going to rest. Can we... be quieter?"

Lao Yao said this and did not give Meng Yao face, but there was nothing wrong with it. Meng Yao couldn't say anything to refute.

Lao Yao felt that Meng Yao was pretentious and scheming, but she didn't have a mouth that could speak. She often offended people in the circle. Due to her strong background, she is still doing well.

If it really doesn't work, just sign up for them Tang Ranran.

Meng Yao deserves to own a "art of language".

Yu Beicheng closed his eyes. He didn't hear Meng Yao's noisy sound anymore. He thought he could sleep peacefully, but his private phone suddenly vibrated, buzzing on the table.

It's really endless.

"Old Yao, please read the news and reply by the way." Yu Beicheng still closed his eyes, his voice was light and a hint of impatientness in his tone.

Lao Yao quickly reached out to get the phone on the table. He looked at the screen and was stunned.

[Black pink head]: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]…

Ranran posted many beautiful pictures of lotus flowers. Does this place look like it is from Wenhang Lake Park?

Hearing that there was no movement beside him, Yu Beicheng asked again: "What's wrong? Who sent the message?"

Lao Yao smiled and planned to say it: "Ranran, it seems that she sent the wrong person."

"How do you know she sent the wrong person?" Yu Beicheng asked.

Lao Yao's tone was very confident, "You can see that, I'll help you reply to her."

"Forget it, let's see." As soon as these words came out, Yu Beicheng lifted his eyelids calmly the next second. There was no sleepiness in his eyes, as if he was very awake.

Meng Yao felt that Yu Beicheng was different from him now. She was stunned for a moment and stared at the phone.

Ranran? It sounds like a woman's name, but is it that Yu Beicheng has never worked with female artists with "Ran"?

Only Yu Beicheng knew in his heart that he was just curious about what this "black pink head" had sent him.

Yu Beicheng really went to get the phone in Lao Yao's hand. He turned the direction of the phone, fixed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the screen of the phone.

He saw nine pictures sent by Tang Ranran.

The red lotus is bright, beautiful and charming.

"There is nothing else to be found except for being good-looking." Lao Yao stretched out his head and looked over there, unable to help but complain.

Yu Beicheng pursed his lips slightly, and a clear look flashed through his cold deep eyes, "Have her legs and feet been ready? He started to jump out again."

Lao Yao held his chin and thought for a while, and replied: "It's been more than four days, it's almost done, but it probably hasn't been completely better yet."

Yu Beicheng nodded, and he casually typed the words "Yeah, good-looking" in the chat dialog box, and then quickly gave the phone to Lao Yao.

Lao Yao expressed surprise at this operation.

Meng Yao was even more confused and didn't know who was the person or what.

"I'm curious about what, I'm just replying to a private message." Yu Beicheng glanced at Lao Yao in surprise, very helpless.

If Meng Yao hadn't been here, Lao Yao would have said, yes, yes, yes, it's just replying to a private WeChat message, referred to as "private message".

Tang Ranran definitely attracted the attention of their Beicheng!

As the saying goes, love does not have to be sweet at first sight, and it is also possible to have a happy enemy type.

In this way, he doesn't seem to have to report his artists that kind of love reality show variety show?

Yu Beicheng didn't know what Lao Yao was thinking.

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Tang Ranran didn't expect that as soon as she got off the car, she met her "husband".

No, there is also that little worker Meng Yao.

OK, the two of them came back together by car.

Tang Ranran was surprised to reply to the wrong message from Yu Bei just now, but he was with this little trick?

"Teacher Yu came back so early. I thought you would stay outside tonight and not go back to the hotel." Because of the meeting, Tang Ranran felt that she needed to say hello to Yu Beicheng, but she didn't want her tone to be too good.

I suddenly ran into the "black pink head" Tang Ranran in the hotel parking lot. Yu Beicheng, who was still irritated in the car just now, suddenly felt better. He nodded, "Well, are your legs and feet?"

"Yes, it will be better in four days." Tang Ranran said as she followed Yu Beicheng forward, forgetting to park Xiao Li behind.

Meng Yao, who was thrown behind, couldn't find her presence, so she had to follow her, and used her smooth arms to hold Yu Beicheng's arm, and took out a generous attitude.

"Who are you?"

Meng Yao just asked Tang Ranran what she asked, but Yu Beicheng let go.

"Miss Meng, please respect yourself. This is my assistant." Yu Beicheng's voice was quite steady, and there was no reason to hear it wrong.

Next, Tang Ranran was stunned: When did she become his assistant?

Yu Beicheng cleared his throat, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the darkness, and he continued, "Ranran, take Miss Meng back to the hotel room, I'll find the editor-in-chief."

"Huh?" Tang Ranran came to her senses and had already been arranged by Yu Beicheng.

It turned out that Yu Beicheng wanted her to help Meng Yao out of the way.

After understanding this meaning, Tang Ranran could no longer be willing. She really pretended to behave well.

"Okay, Teacher Yu." Tang Ranran winked at Meng Yao, and she asked, "Teacher Meng, let's go?"

Meng Yao originally wanted to follow Yu Beicheng, but when she heard that the girl in front of her was what they said in the car just now, she followed her peacefully.

When the two were alone, she wanted to teach this little assistant named "Ranran" a lesson!

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Jiang Tian’s sleep quality has dropped sharply in recent days. Not only is it easy to dream, but she also often feels excited and insomnia.

Logically speaking, the military training intensity of everyday is high enough. According to He Jiale, shouldn’t you just sleep with a pillow?

In fact, Jiang Tian thinks there are several reasons for not being able to sleep.
To be continued...