At the end of the speech, everyone raised their glasses.

The trading bell rang.

There is nothing delicious about this kind of cold meal at a dinner party.

It looks very delicate. It's perfect for taking pictures. I might as well forget about putting it in my mouth.

Foodie Lin Ye took a few bites and then put down his knife and fork with a look of disgust: "This is too unpalatable."

Qiao Xianyi scolded him with hatred: "If you eat less, you will starve to death! This is not an occasion for you to eat, this is an occasion for you and the brand to choose vegetables from each other at the vegetable market. If you find the right one, pay for it.

If you don’t find the right one, then go to the next one. Understand?”

Gao Fanqin: "...Ah, uh, Qiao Qiao, you can't say that either."

Lin Ye: "But I'm hungry..." case

At the end of the show, he stood there like a monkey, being photographed by media, fans, and agents. His smiling face was frozen.

After finally taking the photo, he didn't even take a breath before his manager put him in the car. They took him away as if they were being kidnapped by bandits. After getting off the car, he took pictures for magazines.

During this period, he also conducted two interviews. When he returned to the hotel, he conducted a live broadcast for more than two hours and chatted with fans who had not seen him for a long time.

Originally the live broadcast was expected to last for an hour, but he was busy preparing for the college entrance examination and there was no news for too long. Fans missed him very much.

The fans were so enthusiastic that he wanted to broadcast for a while longer. His original intention was to chat more with the fans.

But the live broadcast room is full of mom fans, and a good live chat between idols and fans turned into mom fans randomly checking his studies!

Test him on English vocabulary, test on his recitation of ancient poems, test on his comprehensive geography and history...

He finally figured it out. His mother's fans should all be liberal arts students, because few of them would test him on math questions.

This live broadcast is simply outrageous. It’s so outrageous!

Qiao Xianyi slapped her over with a slap: "Hungry, hungry, are you reincarnated as a dead ghost? Stand up like a fool, go and follow your agent to find someone to chat with. I don't expect anything from you.

If you perform well, the brand will take a fancy to you and give you some work and business. Just treat this place as an English corner and study with me."

Lin Ye covered the back of his head, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

He has arrived in Paris and attended a brand dinner, but why can't he escape from a lesson?!

Where is the truth!!!

Gao Fanqin raised his chin: "Listen to your sister Qiao Qiao, go."

Lin Ye's tears flowed down.

A sister, a brother-in-law and boss.

He couldn't twist any of his thighs with his tiny arms, so he had to go to the English corner to study obediently.

Degard was quickly called away by the magazine editor who knew him well and admired him. His outstanding performance in the afternoon tea salon made Degard a sought-after favorite.

Chu Jingci's fashion resources are very good. He has always been the darling of major brands, and Tong Yiming immediately called him to socialize.

Chu Jingci stood up, a little worried about her father, and looked back.

Digar passed by him and asked with a quick smile: "Look at the smile on our dad's face, does it seem like we need to worry?"

Chu Jingci suppressed her smile and followed Tong Yiming to socialize.

Zu Xin'en and Li Huan have much more fashion resources than Chu Jingci and De Jiaer, but it doesn't matter. It's not too late to catch up if they are latecomers.

Gao Fanqin has already made arrangements for the two of them. There is no need to ask Boss Wen or Mr. Kou. Gao Fanqin has his own network of fashion resources and contacts.

If his girlfriend hadn't been too irritable and uneasy, Gao Fanqin would definitely have accompanied the two of them there to say hello and chat for a while, and then let them do whatever they wanted.

The parent group has always made Mr. Gao feel at ease.

Zu Xin'en and Li Huan followed the team.

Li Huan, who loves to worry, asked: "Is everything okay?"

Zu Xin'en: "Look at Xiaolu's expression, does it seem like we need to worry?"

So Li Huan was relieved.

Miss Mingying arrived a little late, because as soon as the market bell rang, the blond curly hair was stumbled by the person who came up to talk to her and said hello, which delayed her a little.

But it doesn't matter, Miss Mingying, although she is late, she is here.

Mingying held her blond curly arm and walked up to Bai Lu proudly.

The blond curly man said politely: "Sorry."

Huo Yanfang shook his head to indicate that it was okay, stood up and sat on the chair next to him.

Mingying impatiently shook the blond curly arm: "You promised me!"

The blond curly gave her a comforting look, sat on Huo Yanfang's chair, and looked at her with his appraising eyes again.

Bai Lu raised his chin slightly: "Have you seen enough?"

The curly blond looked away and shook his head: "Definitely not."

Bai Lu: "Yo ho?"

The blond curly smiled and showed his big white teeth. He extended his hand politely and politely: "I'm sorry, you have made my female companion unhappy. Can you please leave first?"

Bai Lu smiled sweetly, pointing to the tip of her nose: "I am the spokesperson of Zui Chang'an."

The blond curly man's attitude was polite and elegant, but his gestures and eyes could not hide his contempt for her: "Zui Changan's spokesperson is changed every two years."

Bai Lu smiled and asked: "How do you know that I will be replaced in two years? Let me remind you, Mancy likes me very much."

The blond curls gently blew the curls on his forehead: "Mancy likes every new spokesperson. But so what?"

Once every two years, Mancy will still change the spokesperson.

Bai Lu nodded, supported the armrests with both hands, and sat up slowly: "I just need to disappear from your female companion's sight, right?"

The curly blonde nodded gracefully: "I'm sorry."

Bai Lu waved his hand gently: "Nothing to be embarrassed about. I just want to find a place where no one is around to have a good rest."

She stood up, as if she suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "I'm just curious about what kind of relationship you have with her. As for why you're helping her like this? Drive Mancy's new favorite away."

The blond curls winked at her and winked: "Keep it secret."

Mingying took the opportunity to show off her family, and said impatiently: "It doesn't matter if I tell you. Last year, Mr. Hofst came to Beijing with the delegation for exchanges, and they were hosted by the Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Commerce.

My dad was—"

Hofst?

Gao Fanqin and Qiao Xianyi, who were sitting nearby and watching Mr. Lu's monkey show, raised their brows and raised the corners of their mouths in unison, with smiles on their faces.

If your surname is Huo, then it's okay.

We are old acquaintances.

I don’t know how close Mingying is to the Hofsts, but they are certainly no more familiar than Bailu is to the old Hofst family.

Bai Lu deliberately interrupted: "Are the Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Commerce so powerful? But it's not easy to talk about this kind of thing, right? It's a mission, it's such a serious workplace, it's not appropriate for you to go with it, right?

What’s the trick?”

The blond curly smiled and said: "The mission exchange is over, I stayed for the trip in a private capacity, because Miss Ming's father likes red wine, and our family happens to be in the red wine business, so we talked about red wine in a private capacity.

Topic. It’s not a formal occasion, just a casual meal at home.”

Bai Lu protracted his voice: "Really?"

The blond curly smiled elegantly: "If there was something really fishy, ​​Miss Ming wouldn't tell you candidly. Wouldn't she?"

Bai Lu curled his lips: "Who knows, Paris is so far away from the capital, it's hard to tell. But if this news comes back to China, I don't know if netizens will believe it——"

Mingying sneered, suddenly switched back to Chinese, lowered her voice and said ferociously: "Bailu, if you are not afraid of death, you can give it a try. If there is a little bit of gossip about me and our family on the Internet, do you think Lu Yiting will protect you?

!Does he dare to protect you?"

Bai Lu smiled and looked directly into Shang Mingying's ferocious and arrogant eyes: "Oh? What is your family's background?"

Mingying smiled grimly: "Lu Yiting loves you so much, didn't he warn you not to mess with the Ming family?"

Bai Lu asked back: "Didn't Queen Xie warn you not to mess with Movie Emperor Lu's people?"

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Chapter completed!