Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

"Oh, I almost forgot, now, Miss Baimei, you don't have many advertisements."

Hongmei taunted, and walked up to Baimei with big strides, twisting her hips, a little taller than Baimei, and looked at Baimei's angry look.

It is said that Baimei is like the flower of Gaoling and cannot be approached, but now it seems that it is nothing.

"After all, I only pick advertisements, unlike some people who accept all kinds of advertisements."

Baimei sneered, Hongmei was deliberately showing off in front of her by pushing her nose up.

Hong Mei's face darkened, and she was hit by Bai Mei's words.

She accepts all kinds of advertisements, and she also goes wherever a model is needed. That's because she has just become a little famous. She has to be active in the eyes of others and let those people remember her, so she can climb up step by step. Now she is not as good as Baimei, But she had a premonition that she could take over Baimei's position in the future, and she would become the ace of prosperity.

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Sister Baimei. If Sister Baimei hadn't handed over Jin Hui's model show last time, I wouldn't have had so many resources after that. Thank you Sister Baimei for your cultivation."

Hongmei suppressed her anger and smiled at Baimei and said words of gratitude.

"You're welcome, I don't want them all, you can pick them up if you want."

Baimei sneered, and the assistant behind Hongmei reminded: "Sister Hongmei, Mr. Shen is still waiting for us in the office."

Hong Mei glanced at the assistant, and scolded: "Didn't you see that I was chatting with Sister Baimei?"

After finishing speaking, Hongmei smiled sweetly: "Sister Baimei is sorry, Boss Shen is still waiting for me in the office, and wants to discuss with me about the magazine shooting."

Hong Mei looked embarrassed, and Bai Mei's face sank: "Magazine shooting?"

"It's the cover of Glory Magazine, the one that Sister Baimei has always occupied."

Hong Mei reminded her that she was happy to see Bai Mei's ugly face.

When walking past Baimei, she deliberately bumped into her, Baimei fell unsteadily to the wall, looking at Hongmei's back, Baimei held her hand tightly.

She had always been on the cover of that edition of the magazine, and the column was also called Baimei. Now Shen Yan asked Hongmei to be on the cover of that edition because he wanted Hongmei to replace her.

Baimei smiled lightly, weakly.

　Licking the corner of his mouth, he strode away.

In the office, Shen Yan was shaking the wine, trying to make it white, when there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

With a sound, Shen Yan landed, and the door opened.

Hongmei is wearing a red tights, the front and back are uneven, and her hair is scattered on her shoulders. With that pretty face, it really makes people unable to take their eyes off.

I have to say that Hongmei has a flirtatious face and a very attractive figure, but...

Shen Yan moved his eyes back to the wine glass, looking at the wine he had concocted, feeling satisfied.

It's not like the red it was just now, but white.

"Sorry Mr. Shen, I'm late."

Hong Mei lowered her head and apologized pitifully, her tone weak and apologetic.

"Someone should have told you that I don't like being late."

Shen Yan took a sip of the wine, it tasted like wine and sweet.

"Mr. Shen, you can't blame Sister Hongmei. You just met Sister Baimei outside. Sister Baimei blocked Sister Hongmei angrily after knowing that Baimei said that the column cover was changed to Sister Hongmei. Otherwise, Sister Hongmei wouldn't be late." .”

The assistant explained and blamed all problems on Baimei.

Anyway, Baimei's reputation is not good now.

I offended a lot of people when I was aloof before, and there are a lot of people who can't understand her. Now that Hongmei is popular, most people say that Hongmei will succeed Baimei, and no one will think it strange to pour dirty water on her. Baimei can do such things as swearing.

When Baimei was mentioned, Shen Yan's hands paused, and he looked up at the assistant beside Hongmei: "Are you new here?"

Shen Yan asked interestingly, the assistant nodded when he heard it: "Yes, I am the assistant who just came in."

"From tomorrow onwards, you won't be here anymore."

Shen Yan said indifferently, the assistant was stunned for a while.

"Ah, what, what?"

The assistant thought he had misunderstood, what did he do wrong for Shen Yan to let him go?
"I don't want to think about how to solve this kind of thing, but speak ill of others here. This is not what an assistant should do. What an assistant should do is to find a solution when the model in charge encounters difficulties."

Shen Yan pointed out the problem, even if Bai Baimei stopped the assistant, he had to find a way to solve it instead of making sarcastic remarks here.

"Mr. Shen, I use Du Bing very well. This time it's her fault. Can Mr. Shen give her a chance?"

Hong Mei hurriedly begged for mercy, it was rare to have a good assistant, if she quit, she would have to get a new one.

"Furthermore, Du Bing and I finally have a tacit understanding. She also knows my schedule and schedule. If I change it rashly, I'm afraid it will delay things."

Hong Mei didn't dare to look into Shen Yan's eyes, those eyes were icy cold and frightening.

"Yes, Mr. Shen, I was wrong. I will know what to do next time."

The assistant quickly apologized. She still couldn't figure out what she did wrong, but if she didn't admit her mistake, she would lose her job. In this case, of course, she should admit her mistake first.

"This time I will go around you once for Hongmei's sake, next time..."

Shen Yan paused, and the assistant quickly replied: "There is no next time, there will be no next time."

"Du Bing, you go down first."

Hong Mei ordered, afraid that the assistant would make too many mistakes.

But she was also stuck in her heart, why did Shen Yan feel like it was her fault for doing this, she clearly knew that Mei made her late.

Hongmei remembered what was said outside, Shen Yan doted on Baimei, and Baimei might be Shen Yan's lover.

If Baimei can do it, so can she.

At this moment, Hong Mei plucked up her courage and smiled at Shen Yan, very charming, her eyes blinked and she looked secretly.

"Mr. Shen, I'm a little thirsty."

Hongmei walked up to Shen Yan with small steps, and snatched the wine glass from Shen Yan's hand. Seeing that Shen Yan didn't respond, she mistakenly thought that Shen Yan acquiesced to her actions. She pressed her bright red lips against the edge of the wine glass, and drank lightly.

Shen Yan frowned, looking at Hongmei with cold eyes.

"It's the first time I drink this wine. What kind of wine is it? It's a bit spicy."

As Hong Mei said, she lightly tore off her shoulders, revealing her fragrant shoulders.

The collarbone is prominent and looks very sexy.

Shen Yan looked down from above, his eyes fell on the empty wine glass, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Hong Mei threw herself into Shen Yan's arms, writhing like a bug.

"Boss Shen."

Whispering in a low voice, the voice was soft, and the hand was wandering unscrupulously around Shen Yan's waist. Suddenly, the hand was caught, and Shen Yan's hand clamped her hand forcefully.

"Do you think that Baimei also used this method to climb to her current position?"

Shen Yan looked down at the person in her arms, Hong Mei slowly raised her head, the smile on the corner of her mouth was stiff, while Shen Yan's eyes were extremely indifferent.

He pushed Hongmei away without mercy.

Hong Mei pushed back two steps, the wrist that was held by Shen Yan just now hurt a little.

Shen Yan straightened out the wrinkled clothes made by Hong Mei, with a displeased expression on his face.

He likes to be clean and tidy, and he can't accept it when it's a little wrinkled.

"Boss Shen, I..."

Hongmei wanted to explain, but she was shocked. Did she guess wrong?Or does Shen Yan feel that she is inferior to Baimei?

"I advise you to put your mind on the business. It's not suitable for you to play these little tricks."

Shen Yan warned, Hongmei didn't dare to speak out when she saw the cold eyes, she lowered her head and responded lightly: "Yes."

"roll."

"What, what?"

Hong Mei raised her head, mistakenly thinking that she had heard wrong, Shen Yan was a modest gentleman in front of others and had a good manner, even when talking to her, she always had a smile on her lips and never said anything serious, this sentence made Hong Mei a little bit Daze.

"I don't like to say it a second time."

Shen Yan squinted her eyes and smiled like a threat, Hongmei's back felt cold, looking at those squinted eyes she was actually a little scared.

"Yes Yes."

Said, turned around and left in despair.

Shen Yan frowned as he smelled his own body, as if feeling a little sick.

Take off your coat and throw it in the trash.

He didn't like the smell of other people on him, and the smell was awful, too strong and nauseating.

In the afternoon, the sun was high outside and the ground was hot, making it difficult to walk even just going out.

When Fu Yuhan and Ye Ling came to Zhang Qihang's house, they saw his mourning hall on the table, and his parents were crying sadly in white clothes.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother did not drive them out when they saw them, but served them with tea.

Mother Zhang cried: "I know you, my family Xiaohang has always said that you are a good person."

Mother Zhang looked at Fu Yuhan and said gratefully.

They have also heard the rumors that spread outside. They are Zhang Qihang's parents. They know that Zhang Qihang commutes every day, and they are very punctual, so there is no such thing as oppression.

"Uncle, aunt, was there anything strange about Qihang before he committed suicide?"

Ye Ling asked.

Zhang's mother was sobbing, her crying eyes were red and swollen, and her face was haggard: "It's strange to say that when I came back one day, my whole body was gloomy. My Xiaohang didn't talk much, but after I came back that day, I talked even less and hid in the room from time to time. , I thought it was a problem at work, so I didn't dare to bother."

Mother Zhang cried and said, Ye Ling and Fu Yuhan looked at each other: "When did it start?"

"Just, just half a month ago, it seems that there is something on my mind."

Zhang's mother recalled that if she knew that such a thing would happen, she must ask clearly and help her son share the burden.

"Half a month ago."

Fu Yuhan murmured, it was only a week before that post was posted.

"The deceased has passed away, please mourn, this is my little compensation, I hope you can accept it."

Fu Yuhan took out a card and handed it to Zhang's mother. They only had a son like Zhang Qihang and a younger sister who was studying in college. They depended on Zhang Qihang for all income and expenses. After Zhang Qihang left, they must have a hard time.

"Boss Fu, you have helped our family too much. I can't accept this money."

Zhang's mother refused to accept Fu Yuhan's money.

"This is my personal wish, I hope Auntie can accept it."

"Boss Fu said so, then accept it."

Zhang's father said, Zhang's mother compromised and did not shirk.

"Uncle and aunt, I have another favor to ask you to help. There is a press conference in the afternoon, and I hope you will attend it with me."

"well."

The two agreed to treat Fu Yuhan like a benefactor.

Ye Ling was surprised, and she was also worried that Zhang Qihang's parents would be very excited and kick them out when they saw them. After all, her son died in the company, so she would blame him to some extent.

"Can we go to Qihang's room?"

Ye Ling asked politely, Mother Zhang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded, got up, and led the two of them to Zhang Qihang's room.