It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

A heartless smile suddenly appeared on the president's big face.

The tips of the cute little lamb's ears are also slightly red.

Xiong Fei looked to the left at the president who was holding hands with the big star, and to the right at Bai Yang who was almost acquainted.

With a question mark on his face, Xiong Fei silently typed in his diary on his phone:

"Today, the Yanglan (Yanglan) combination is allied with the claws.

We can only watch from a distance and cannot intervene.

But with a piece of the scraps, my future graduation and internship opportunities are guaranteed.

Although I, Xiong, have a handsome appearance, I still know how much I weigh, so I recently made a wish:

Accept the opinions of the masses and transform the image of this handsome pot.

I don’t want to be rich or wealthy, but I just want to have some opportunities to get my feet wet, and I won’t regret going to University A! "

Xiong Fei is a level 10 male fantasy zone reader and contestant.

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The president's call came to my ears, "Little Bear, get ready to get off the car. What are you busy with?"

Hurry up and collect your things. Didn’t you see that the “long guns” of the reporters outside were almost stuck to the car windows?

She didn't know if the window was one-way, but she was too anxious to notice it when she got in the car.

The well-behaved little sheep stuffed the computer into her bag slowly and put back the headphones that she had casually placed on the table.

The magnificent Tangli Street Archway Building, which has been renovated, is reflected outside the car window.

As the car moved forward, there were no less than ten business cars parked on both sides of the clean and tidy road.

The cute little sheep raised his eyebrows.

If the car is not placed in the parking lot or the underground garage of the new office building next door, why is it being put here?

The tidying habit has come up a bit, but with outsiders around, the obedient sheep still pinches his trouser legs, trying to keep himself as quiet as possible.

Chu Tinglan couldn't help but sigh: "A few years ago, I came to pick babies nearby."

"At that time, I complained that this area was too depressed. I didn't expect it to be from your family, Baiyang."

Xiong Fei acted as the airman throughout the whole process and consciously kept up with the team getting off the bus.

In line with the principle of "ladies first", the clever little sheep pressed the electronic door lock first and asked the president to get out of the car first.

He followed closely behind and responded somewhat coolly:

"The cost of renovating this area is very high. Past renovations have left many legacy problems to be solved."

"Especially, we need to provide enough money to invite out the people who occupied several nearby courtyard houses after the founding of the People's Republic of China. This has delayed the renovation process here for decades."

Bai Yang said the most unexpected words in the calmest tone.

Xiong Fei still couldn't help it and opened his mouth.

"Some time ago, a few nobles from the quadrangle courtyard were moved out here. Was the land taken back by force?"

Chu Tinglan was also secretly speechless.

Reality is always more dramatic than art...

Baiyang had already stepped into the company lobby, and heard Yishui's greeting.

Chu Tinglan quickly came to her senses. The purpose of her trip was to collect information for her graduation thesis.

The cold little sheep nodded in response and reached out to press the button of the elevator in front of him.

Turning his head, he said quietly to Xiong Fei:

“This component is very complex, and it’s not right to summarize it in one word.”

"Tangli Street was indeed built by my wife's grandfather's generation, but that was a hundred or two hundred years ago."

"Later on, our family's business became big, and our branches were scattered all over the world."

"The people who originally lived on this street also died in the modern Anti-Japanese War... The slaves who guarded their master's fields were left behind. After the founding of New China, they took advantage of the opportunity to get married and start a business here. A few courtyard houses, some compensation, There’s nothing wrong with giving it to them.”

The cold little sheep seemed to be just talking about an insignificant thing.

The front desk staff with their ears raised high: Ah, this, this, this, suddenly I got the melon from the sheep boss’s house again.

I’m also a little embarrassed!

Qing Leng Xiaoyang didn't wait for Xiong Fei to respond. When the elevator arrived, he walked in first and held the elevator door firmly for the president.

Chu Tinglan now sees Bai Yang as a walking material machine.

Multitasking, she walked into the elevator, turned the notebook upside down, opened the first page, and started sketching some inspirational notes that only she could understand.

Xiong Fei is truly an idler.

But he was thick-skinned enough and took the initiative to act as a laborer, helping the president carry the bulging computer bag filled with stuff.

The guest who had been guarding the sheep BOSS at the elevator entrance on the third floor for a long time saw the "sheep" coming.

While feeling relieved, he was also a little angry and funny.

The sheep came early.

"Trouble" has also arrived early!

"Mr. Yu just shouted that he was coming when he arrived downstairs in the company!"

Chu Tinglan: This is a sick sentence, but it may not be...

Bian Ke was ashamed, "I invited him to the conference room next to me, but he didn't want to go in and insisted on staying in our studio. I couldn't resist him, so I asked him to find some artist's promotional brochures for him to read."

Qing Leng Xiaoyang nodded, and Chu Tinglan silently turned over the notebook again, looking for a blank page in front of it to record, "The agent's job:..."

The cold little sheep wanted to keep moving forward.

But the guest was still standing in front, obviously hesitant to speak.

Qing Leng Xiaoyang understood and waved to his assistant to invite the president and Xiong Fei behind him to the conference room.

After the person is taken away.

The guest's shoulders slumped a little, "Mr. Zhuo is here too. I don't know exactly what you told them two."

"Now the big boss and the second boss of domestic entertainment are having a scolding battle among elementary school students in our studio. Wen Ting has already run away, and Mr. Bai's manager is messing around."

He was stressed out.

It's not right to throw someone into a studio and start a fight. If you don't leave, you're courting death.

The only option is to squat at the elevator entrance on the third floor!

When Qing Leng Xiaoyang heard this, he was instantly laughed out of anger.

While rushing into the studio, he yelled angrily: "There are so many places where we can't make appointments, why do you come to this place to be a fool?"

"Let me teach them a lesson!"

Opening the studio door, inside——

Live up to expectations, in the leisure sofa area, two "big men" stand at one end.

His aura resembles that of "Long Aotian", and his expression almost expresses the word "contempt" at 360 degrees!

Finally, the little white sheep waiting to be slaughtered came in.

Yu Liu took the lead in firing.

"Xiaoyang, tell me, did you just invite me?"

Leng Xiaoyang nodded expressionlessly, and then his eyes fell like a knife on Yu Liu's leather shoes on the coffee table in her rest area, as if he was looking at Ling Chi.

Yu Liu immediately took back his peaceful jue↗!

Zhuo Jinqing gloated and sneered with his arms folded.

"Baiyang, what do you think about this variety show bringing us together?"

I know you want to rectify Zhou Gao's flow to create a god, but he and Yu Liu bumped into each other on a show.

He can't guarantee that he won't utter Chinese quintessence on the show!

Qing Leng Xiaoyang felt a little guilty, "But isn't the theme of being too small?"

Zhuo, the wronged big dog, Jin Qing lowered his lips: "Yes, we can make a couple!"

As he finished speaking, he didn't know that the artist's promotional brochure was smashed out by Yu Liu...the target was Zhuo Green Tea Dog!