He has dominated the entertainment industry since returning to China!

Hu Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and Hu Chengyue frowned slightly.

Heya is really out of money. Almost all of its money has been invested in production and establishing distribution channels.

Where can I go to make another deduction for Lin Jingshen at this time?

Since Sister Jing's white face has already been sung, Ying Ting naturally has to take over.

She took two steps forward and stood in front of old man Hu Zicheng, frowning slightly, hugging her fair arms, and said in a cold voice: "Sister Jing, it's not a good idea for you to do this."

"What's good or bad about it, my little sister. You are a celebrity and you make a living by your looks. If your clothes are cheap, no brand will want to cooperate with you in the future." Lin Jingshen said in a strange tone.

She pulled the little girl away, and Sister Lin Yu walked up to Mr. Hu Zicheng and said calmly, "Grandpa, the little girl wants to help you. But she can't go against the company. She already has a debt of 50 million. I don't need to say much about the consequences of being kicked out of the company."

"If we can't cooperate happily, we will have to face the court for the resources we lost on this trip. If you can't get compensation, don't even think about launching your products on the market as scheduled."

It's almost equivalent to a threat.

Mr. Hu opened his mouth but didn't say anything. His cloudy eyes moved slightly. Then the wrinkles on his face deepened a little. Finally, he sighed and looked at the graceful girl beside him.

"Do you really owe that much money?"

Ying Ting didn't say anything.

The old man turned his gaze to his grandson, and Hu Chengyue nodded.

The girl approached Hu Zicheng gently and said softly, "Grandpa Hu, I'm fine. I'll beg Sister Jing again, she's not that kind of person."

The girl's voice was sweet, and her concern was self-evident.

"Have you thought about it? My time is limited and I have to report to the company's marketing department at a certain time." Lin Jingshen's face was cold and his tone was indifferent and he could not refuse.

Hu Chengyue was also a little anxious. He didn't understand why his grandfather was so stubborn.

Finally, under the anxious gaze of his grandson, the care of the young girl, and the pressure of Mr. Lin, the old man finally nodded and let his grandson and future granddaughter-in-law change it.

Ying Ting and Lin Jingshen looked at each other and laughed when they couldn't see each other.

"Hey, I'm going to the Bund in Shanghai to visit my old classmates now. I'll come back to pick you up in the afternoon." Lin Jingshen said with a faint smile.

Ying Ting nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, Sister Jing, remember to pick me up early in the afternoon."

Sister Lin nodded and walked towards the gate of the garment factory. She left without notifying anyone, and left without taking a single cloud with her.

Hu Chengyue finally reacted and cast his gaze towards the girl humming an unknown tune, and asked in confusion: "Master, it's almost time for dinner. Where is your agent?"

"She left first because she had something to do." Ying Ting glanced at the workers watching around and said with a smile.

Sister Jing was smart. Some of these old men who made clothes had already secretly put their shuttles in their pockets. As for the aunties, they were furious. They had been arguing for decades and had perfected their skills...

If I don't leave now, do I have to wait until lunch time to eat your saliva? !

Compared to Sister Jing's disgust, when the girl turned around, this group of uncles and aunts burst out laughing.

Hu Chengyue couldn't help but rub his eyes and thought to himself: "This face has changed too fast."

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Chengdu, office building of Zhuofei Garment Industrial Co., Ltd.

The moment Xu Bingxun received the contract, she booked a flight and flew here. Especially being able to get the endorsement rights for "Rose Beauty" was a pleasant surprise.

Assistant Guo Qufu was even more excited and directly postponed all recent announcements.

However, after they landed, they did not have the pleasant cooperation they imagined, and the person who came to greet them was just a small supervisor in the marketing department.

During the filming, Xiao Shan, the marketing manager, just came over to take a look and left in a hurry.

Xiao Shan didn't want to come here originally, but she had to take a look both for the sake of face and the inside story.

Xu Bingxun, dressed in gorgeous attire, stood in front of the backdrop, without even having time to smile.

She could only watch her old classmate turn around and leave nonchalantly. She really wanted to ask Xiao Shan if she had ever offended him in the past.

That’s right, Xu Bingxun and Xiao Shan were high school classmates and they were from the same hometown.

It's just that their relationship is very ordinary. Xu Bingxun got into Shanghai Opera House through connections during college, while Xiao Shan is just an ordinary college student.

In previous class reunions, Xiao Shan always sat in the corner in silence, not following the lead of others to flatter herself as a rising star in the film industry.

At that time, Xu Bingxun didn't care about this person in the class at all, until last year at the Asian Fashion Show held in Shanghai, when the other party appeared on the investor's chair on behalf of Zhuo Fei...

Guo Qufu had just finished greeting Amy, and her smiling face had completely turned cold. She walked over, looked at Xu Bingxun, who seemed a little lost, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't take it too seriously. Your old classmate didn't choose you at all."

Xu Bingxun bit her pink lips and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Guo Qufu said, "You know Xiao Shan's temper better than Secretary Ai and I do. You were able to be the spokesperson this time thanks to the concession of a certain little star."

"who is it?"

"The latest buzzword on the Internet is 'wow', the founder of 'awesome', the gossip-eating master in the entertainment industry."

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On October 16th, the first casual sports jacket was produced.

Hu Chengyue couldn't wait to call the girl and contact the photography team of Liunian Photo Studio.

Looking directly at the camera, I shot around Nanxiang Street in Shanghai for a whole day.

Lin Jingshen followed beside them, occasionally handing a bottle of water to Ying Ting, who was tired and panting.

She had already shot the running scene five times, but the other party was still not satisfied.

However, it’s not Ying Ting’s fault that she can’t run. If there’s anything to blame, it’s the female photographer’s hands that were too shaky.

In order to embody youth and vitality, Ying Ting also tried her best to become a sprinter.

As for whether it looks good when worn, all I can say is that girls are born clothes hangers.

Finally, on the cross-sea bridge, Ying Ting's long hair fluttered in the wind, she leaned against the fence, and smiled with dimples that were intoxicating. The lights were swaying, covering the girl with a layer of gauze, and the sea level behind her rose and fell gently.

This photo seems to have forever captured the girl on a certain day in 2006.

Lin Jingshen took a look at the photo and felt something very special, as if he could see the naughty little girl through the photo, as if everything happened just yesterday.

"Can you print out an extra copy of this photo for me?" Sister Lin Yu took out three hundred yuan from her pocket and handed it to the female photographer.

The female photographer, who received a tip from a customer for the first time, was a little flattered. She was at a loss and stammered, "Okay, okay, no problem, but I don't need to pay for it."

"Here you go, just take it. It's really beautiful. Don't forget us when you become famous." Ying Ting joked with a smile.

"Come, take a picture for me and Sister Jing."