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

"Hi Miss Ye, please come in."

The assistant smiled politely at Ye Ling, Ye Ling nodded and followed behind the assistant.

Zhou Cunhao was sitting in the office waiting, his eyes sparkled when he saw Ye Ling.

Ye Ling frowned slightly, the current Zhou Cunhao was so different from the photo that Ye Ling couldn't recognize him.

Zhou Cunhao touched his bald head, grinned, and said as if he knew what Ye Ling was thinking: "My photo is from six years ago, and I haven't changed it. Does Ms. Ye feel that I have changed? Hahaha .”

Zhou Cunhao laughed, Ye Ling recovered and apologized to Zhou Cunhao: "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for? My friends say that about me, and I'm used to it."

Ye Ling was sitting on the sofa, and Zhou Cunhao looked at her directly, as if he wanted to see her thoroughly.

"I finally remembered where I saw you. A few days ago, the live broadcast was also in the magazine! You appeared on the cover of the magazine with Baimei!"

Zhou Cunhao patted his thigh and said excitedly, Ye Ling froze but remained polite.

"Judging from Mr. Zhou's tone, he seems to know Baimei?"

Ye Ling asked tentatively, Zhou Cunhao grinned, his teeth inlaid with gold looked dazzling and eye-catching.

Her hair is still thick on the left and right sides but thinning in the middle, her face is full of oil, and her belly is not small. She looks in her 40s and 50s, with a gold ring on her ring finger. It doesn't look like she is married, but the information says she is unmarried.

"Yes, we are still old friends. We have known each other for six years. I heard that you and Baimei met in college? It should be that you and Baimei met first. She has known me since she left school. "

Zhou Cunhao laughed heartily, and when he mentioned Baimei, he was in a great mood, as if he wanted to use Baimei to get closer to Ye Ling.

"six years ago…"

Ye Ling frowned, isn't that just after Baimei was forced to drop out of school.

"Yeah, the white plum back then was very different from now. It used to be like a small flower that was just about to bloom, but now it has become a cold and proud winter plum."

Zhou Cunhao recalled, thinking of what happened back then, his heart still moves.

Ye Ling frowned, a little wary of the person in front of him.

He said it was the first time he met her, but he knew that she and Baimei graduated from college. How would he know if he hadn't done some research?

Only a few people knew about her relationship with Baimei.

This guy is a little weird.

When he mentioned Baimei, his tone was even more strange, which sounded awkward and uncomfortable.

"Mr. Zhou, let's get back to the topic. Where is your lover? I need to measure her."

"Just measure according to the size of Baimei."

Zhou Cunhao intertwined his fingers and pressed against his chin, his eyes sparkled, and he said meaningfully.

Ye Ling frowned, looking at Zhou Cunhao.

"Is Zhou always serious?"

Ye Ling mistakenly thought that he had heard wrong and asked again.

Everyone's measurements are different, even if there is a slight deviation, the tightness and narrowness of the wedding dress will be different. If you can't accurately know the size of the person wearing the wedding dress, the wedding dress will definitely have deviation.

"Of course, I'm not a joker."

"Actually, it's not about getting married, but our company has a product that needs to be endorsed. We and the director decided to let Baimei be the spokesperson. After much deliberation, we decided that it would be most suitable for Baimei to wear a wedding dress. As for the endorsement products, they are bed sheets and quilts for weddings and the like. .”

Zhou Cunhao explained, gesticulating: "Actually, we thought about buying a wedding dress at random, but... you also know that the spokesperson is Baimei. Baimei is very unique. What she wants must be unique, so you, the No.1 in the competition, will design it." It's better."

Zhou Cunhao explained, and Ye Ling nodded. This reason was barely plausible, but she always felt that it was weird.

"Does Baimei know about this?"

Ye Ling asked, she always felt that there was something wrong with this man.

"Of course she knows. I discussed with Mr. Shen and even signed the contract. If Ms. Ye doesn't believe me, she can come and see us filming that day."

Invited by Zhou Cunhao, he looked at Ye Ling with both eyes.

"Okay, please tell the time, Mr. Zhou."

Ye Ling didn't shirk but agreed, and Zhou Cunhao's eyes flashed brightly: "Next Wednesday, we will shoot in our company's studio."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Zhou for inviting me, I will definitely come then."

"Since we're going to shoot bedding and the theme of the wedding dress, what about the male groom?"

Ye Ling asked, no matter what they want to do, they are still customizing wedding dresses, and they can customize anything as long as the money arrives.

"The groom is me."

Zhou Cunhao adjusted his suit, straightened his body, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, which made people feel weird.

Ye Ling's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and couldn't help admiring Zhou Cunhao's self-confidence.

How confident is he to say such a thing?

"Miss Ye thinks that Baimei and I are not worthy?"

Zhou Cunhao seemed to see Ye Ling's thoughts in his heart and asked, instead of being angry, he was very friendly with a smile.

"I'm just a designer, and I will do what the bosses tell me to do. This kind of talk is not suitable for me as a layman."

Ye Ling avoided the question, it would be too hurtful to answer this question.

"Actually, I know that I don't look good, but I can post it in the later stage. My dream is to be able to shoot an advertisement with Baimei in this life. This can be regarded as my selfishness."

Zhou Cunhao chuckled, his eyes filled with hope.

"Then Mr. Zhou, please stand up and let me measure your size."

Ye Ling didn't answer. She felt that the two of them were not suitable to be on stage together, but she was only a designer and could not interfere with other companies' decisions.

In addition, Baimei is a model and Shengshi's boss is Shen Yan, they all agreed that she has something to say.

Zhou Cunhao stood up generously, and Ye Ling measured the size.

"Miss Ye has a scent on her body, what kind of perfume do you use?"

Zhou Cunhao closed his eyes and smelled it. Ye Ling was measuring the size with a tape measure behind his back. Hearing Zhou Cunhao's words, his face changed slightly: "I don't use perfume."

"It smells so good without perfume. It's really enviable. The one in my family doesn't have this kind of fragrance."

Zhou Cunhao continued to speak, and what he said was so explicit that it made people think about it, and Ye Ling suddenly felt a sense of disgust.

Did Zhou Cunhao do it on purpose...

"After the measurement is finished, I will pass it on to Mr. Zhou after the sample comes out, and call me if there is anything that needs improvement."

Ye Ling put away the ruler and picked up the bag.

"Miss Ye is in such a hurry? I still want to have a meal together when it's lunch time."

When Zhou Cunhao invited, Ye Ling smiled but was indifferent: "I'm dating a boyfriend, sorry."

"By the way, Mr. Zhou can't smell the fragrance of his wife's body. It may be because of nasal congestion. The best way to cure nasal congestion is to insert garlic into the nose. Mr. Zhou can try it."

After speaking, Ye Ling strode away, and the smile disappeared as soon as he left the office.

This Zhou Cunhao is obviously not a good guy.

Ye Ling called Baimei, but no one answered Baimei's side. Ye Ling dismissed it as she was too busy to check her phone.

She didn't understand why Shen Yan accepted such an advertisement, even though he was rich, it was disgusting to think about asking Baimei to cooperate with Zhou Cunhao.

Ye Ling had a bad impression of Zhou Cunhao in his heart.

Zhou Cunhao sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, put his hand close to his nose and smelled it, yes, it smells really good.

It seems to have the scent of Ye Ling on it, and it feels comfortable to smell.

"Same temperament as Baimei, what a little wild cat."

Zhou Cunhao muttered, then lowered his head and smelled his hands.

Baimei hid in her room for two days and did not go out. All the commercials and filming were rejected. Shen Yan was not angry but handed over Baimei's responsibility for these few days to Hongmei. Of course Hongmei was happy, one less advertisement was so much more Project, a lot of money waved to her, Hong Mei smiled happily.

Baimei hid in the closet and closed the door. The closet was dark and she couldn't see anything. She seemed to be hiding in fear of something. When Shen Yan came, the floor was covered with medicine, the tables and chairs fell to the ground, as if they had been scraped by someone.

Shen Yan opened the cabinet door and looked at Baimei who was hiding inside, who looked neither human nor ghost.

The moment the cabinet was opened, the sunlight sneaked into the closet, dazzling the eyes, Baimei subconsciously blocked the sunlight with her hand.

Seeing this, Shen Yan knelt down to block the sunlight for her.

"I usually turn a blind eye to you acting like a baby, but this time you have to listen to me."

Shen Yan grabbed Baimei's hand and looked at the little Confucius in her hand that was pierced by the needle.

I stopped spraying for a while before, and now it started again.

"Why, why are you doing this to me?"

Bai Mei looked at Shen Yan with despair.

Tears flowed from his eyes, wet his face, Shen Yan was in a daze, as if he had returned to the Baimei six years ago.

"I'm for you, just this time, really just this time, I swear I won't let you accept any advertisements from Zhou Cunhao in the future."

Shen Yan held Baimei's hand and swore that seeing Baimei like this felt a pain in his heart, so he pulled Baimei into his arms.

"I don't want to pick it up, I don't want to pick it up."

Baimei repeated, trembling.

She didn't want to do those things, why did she decide to forget about Shen Yan and let her remember it.

"Good, just this once."

Shen Yan said softly, patting her head with his hand.

Baimei raised her head, her face moved closer to Shen Yan's cheek, and kissed Shen Yan's face like rain.

This move shocked Shen Yan, the hand holding Baimei was stiff, Baimei's initiative reminded him of Baimei who was still pure and flawless six years ago.

Shen Yan followed Baimei's movements and responded, suddenly, the image of Baimei when she said she hated him appeared in her mind.

Eyes full of resentment, stern voice.

Shen Yan pushed Baimei away, as if her kiss would make people addicted or poisonous, making Shen Yan afraid.

"I'll give you whatever you want, and I'll listen to you very well. Don't let me cooperate with that person, okay?"

Baimei begged, she who was always proud was actually very humble at this moment.

Shen Yan hesitated, but finally refused: "Sorry, you have to accept this advertisement."

Baimei despaired, she sat on the ground, looked at Shen Yan with both eyes, and suddenly realized something.

She forgot that this person was no longer the Shen Yan she knew before, this was the Shen Yan who could hand her over to other men for the future of her company, if she could be sent once, there would be a second time, like now.

"Okay, I'll take it, I'll take it."

Baimei wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes were sharp and indifferent.