President Ling got slapped in the face again today

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"Hurry up... people are coming, people are coming", all the people from LD Studio stood in the hall at the entrance, all of them stood up straight, with their heads upright. At a glance, there were about three to forty people, men, women and children. They were tall, short, fat and thin, uneven, but they were all neatly dressed, standing in two rows with respectful and serious faces.

"Ding--", the door of the elevator opened suddenly, and a long, slender leg stretched out first.

"Hello, Your Highness!!!", everyone bowed down to say hello in unison, the sound was like a bell, piercing the eardrums.

"Hehehe, although they also wear yellow hexagrams, but I don't go to court, they deliver food, whoever ordered the milk tea has arrived", a long-legged takeaway female knight speaking in a Taiwanese accent said with a smile.

Everyone raised their heads suddenly, and a short fat man raised his eyes, trotted forward with his chubby body twisted, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's the milk tea I ordered."

"Excuse me, is this the LD studio?" He Dongwei's small body poked out from behind the little fat man, carrying a large bag with manuscripts and other things in it, and asked everyone politely.

In fact, there is no need to ask. The LD signboard in front is so big that she can see it no matter how bad her eyes are.

One second, two seconds,...

"Smooth and delicate skin, ruddy complexion, lustrous and moist hair, pampered and pampered at first glance, well taken care of, wow!!! This hairpin is the latest custom-made model..."

"Tiffany... Dior... are not the latest models, the satchel looks old, but it is Chanel...",
"She must have put on lipstick, Girl Chun, I'll do it tomorrow too..."

"The eyes are big and bright, the skin is fair and beautiful, oh! Pout, it's a foul..."

"I smell mint on my body, not perfume, but fructose, and a faint smell of paint. I must have been in the studio..."

Three seconds, the identification is complete!
"Hello, Your Highness!" Within three seconds, He Dongwei's whole body had been scanned by all walks of life, and they shouted loud greetings uniformly and neatly.

He Dongwei grinned dryly. His Highness naturally refers to her, because her works are signed by Princess Weiwei. Her fans like to call her His Highness affectionately, and her fans are naturally palace fans.

The head of the office is an older lady who wears black-framed glasses and looks very happy. She has a greasy head and a low ponytail. Her name is Li Yiran. Everyone calls her Sister Li. She was originally the founder of this studio. Acquired by Ling Group, re-registered and upgraded to 'LD Culture Development Co., Ltd',
The original team is still there, but she herself has been downgraded from a boss to an employee all of a sudden, and she still has a happy smile on her face, her face is full of red, and she can't see the slightest worry.

Sister Li brought He Dongwei into the office with a smile on her face, and introduced her colleagues one by one very warmly.

A contracted copyright cartoonist like He Dongwei and a person directly employed by LD Company are not considered colleagues. Sister Li is so enthusiastic, and He Dongwei is not easy to interrupt. She introduces along the way, and she also Just followed behind and nodded politely.

Sister Li probably came from a public relations background. Seeing that He Dongwei was feeling a little tired, she immediately noticed that she directly ignored the eyes looking forward to shaking Her Royal Highness's little hand, and led her into the office.

When He Dongwei thought that she would finish the work "The Sound of the Wind" within three months, she didn't dare to waste time. She wished she could start painting now, and asked directly: "Sister Li, I'm here to submit the manuscript. Excuse me?" The purpose of asking me to come in person is...?"

"Oh!!! The work is very good. I just want to reconfirm some details of the contract with you. If there is no delay, it will take a few minutes." Sister Li said with a flattering smile.

He Dongwei always felt that she was too tactful, hadn't the contract been negotiated a long time ago?Besides, the contract was given to her directly by the housekeeper or the lawyer at home after reviewing it. When...

"嗡~~嗡~~", it was Xiao Zeyang's call.

"Sorry!", He Dongwei connected the phone, "Hello! Zeyang... well, I'm still here, when is it..." He Dongwei paused, and turned to Sister Li,
Sister Li nodded knowingly, made an OK gesture, and said, "You can leave after signing."

He Dongwei: "Okay, then wait for me in the parking lot, and I will come down later."

After hanging up the phone, she squinted her eyes and looked at the precautions in the contract, and there was a new item, which He Dongwei couldn't help reading out: "Party A will provide convenient creation conditions during the creation period of the contracted work. Working together with the space and the cooperative team, one prospers and one loses...how do you understand this?"

Sister Li explained frankly: "Oh, the company will provide a high-quality creative environment for creators with difficult creative environments, and excellent works are inseparable from teamwork. If everyone works together, they can deepen communication and facilitate cooperation."
Sister Li looked frank, but He Dongwei always felt that there was something in her words, so she frowned slightly,
Sister Li quickly added: "Of course, a mature and excellent creator like Ms. He naturally doesn't have any problems with a difficult creative environment."
He Dongwei didn't think about it any more, and finally signed her name at the signature place. Sister Li still accepted the contract with a smile on her face, and very politely sent He Dongwei to the elevator before returning.

She felt unreal. Is the way of signing contracts so special now?It was picked up and sent away from afar. It seems that it is really the reason why she seldom returns to China, and she usually only cares about 'working behind closed doors' and does not touch other things.

She habitually thinks of the best of people, and with her personality of "keep her ears out of the window", if her surname were not He, she probably would not have a chance of being picked up after two lifetimes of hard work.

He Dongwei went directly to the underground parking lot, and the soles of her feet seemed to be dragged by a sticky force again. When she looked down, it turned out to be a piece of chewing gum.

She took out a tissue from her bag, and accidentally took out the brushes she was carrying with her. The pens seemed to be rebelling, and they slid away far away. He Dongwei squatted down and removed the chewing gum from the bottom of her feet.
Suddenly, she shivered for no reason, the surroundings were quiet, there was no wind, but she felt eerie.

The paintbrush in the distance slid just and strangely, scattered in all directions, got into the edge of a car tire, and was forced to stop,
Although He Dongwei is an atheist, the surrounding atmosphere still makes people feel uncomfortable, especially the cars lying around one after another, just like corpses lying quietly one after another in the morgue of the hospital.

The light was dark, the space was cold for no reason, and she was the only living creature. She felt that she was being watched, and all the dangerous focus seemed to gather on her body.

She quickly picked up the paintbrush on the ground, and when she picked up the one that slipped by the side of the wheel, she saw the oozing picture in the rearview mirror,
Behind a car not far behind her, a hand with clear bones suddenly protruded from the ground. The palm with only four fingers tightly held the paintbrush, as if holding a sharp arrow, trying to use it The tip of a sharp pen demands life,

She narrowed her eyes in fear.

He Dongwei didn't dare to look back, what kind of pen was needed at this time, she ran away with her legs free, her small body, bursting out of energy from nowhere, adjusted her physical fitness to the maximum gear, and her hair and skirt flew all the way.

"Ah!" At the corner, He Dongwei slammed into a hug firmly, causing her nose to hurt and stars to shine.