After the wrong flirtation, the president lost control

Near noon, Zhuang Shufei came down from upstairs.

She was wearing pajamas, her hair was messy, her face was full of sleepiness, and her eyes were blurry and dazed.

Seeing his sister, Zhuang Shujie frowned: "Zhuang Shufei, are you a beggar? Are you going to go out like this?"

"Brother, can't I just not go?"

The night before yesterday, she and Xiao Tongyu met at the SJ Club, and Zhuang Shufei drank a whole bottle of red wine by herself. After work last night, she drank a lot of whiskey at home because of the mental pressure from filming.

At this moment, her chest seemed to be stuffed with a large ball of cotton, and she couldn't breathe. Her stomach was churning and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Zhuang Shujie leaned against the stairs, his eyes showing displeasure: "Zhuang Shufei, even though you are endorsing your own company's products, can you be more careful? Aren't you afraid that your father will blame you?"

The Zhuang Group recently launched a new cosmetics brand, Moony, which is a big step for Zhuang to get involved in the beauty industry. In order to keep the wealth within the family, Zhuang Yang specially selected his daughter to endorse the brand.

At noon today, Zhuang Shujie, who is in charge of this project, will take Zhuang Shufei and the planning and publicity manager to have lunch to discuss the details of the advertising shooting.

Zhuang Shufei curled her lips and said, "Brother, I'm not saying anything, but the audience is tired of seeing my face. You should find some fresh blood that they haven't seen before."

"Oh? Who are you looking for?"

Hearing that her brother seemed to be relieved, Zhuang Shufei jumped downstairs and became interested: "Look for Tongtong! She is so pretty, white and tender. She doesn't even need to put on makeup, just standing there, her skin is more convincing than mine!"

Zhuang Shujie thought it was funny. He thought his sister must have been a chef in her previous life, so she was very good at handling the pot.

"Go wash your face, brush your teeth, and change your clothes!"

"Oh…"

……

Imperial Hotel Western Restaurant.

Zhuang Shufei was wearing a hoodie and loose jeans, with no makeup on. Her fluffy long chestnut curly hair almost covered her entire face.

She yawned and drank the water in the cup, feeling as if something was grabbing her stomach.

Yu Kaiming, the planning and publicity manager sitting opposite, took out a folder and placed it respectfully in front of Zhuang Shufei.

"Ms. Zhuang, we have discussed with the planner of the advertising company and plan to shoot the first advertisement in the form of a super short drama. This is the specific plan. Do you think it is feasible?"

Zhuang Shufei took a glance and the densely packed words on the paper gave her a headache.

"No need, just do as you say."

Zhuang Shujie gave his sister a look: "Are you sure you don't want to take a look?"

"No need, bro. You can do whatever you want."

Zhuang Shufei felt a burning panic in her stomach, which made her stomach churn.

Zhuang Shujie said dissatisfiedly: "Zhuang Shufei, is this your work attitude?"

Feeling her brother's anger, she reluctantly took the document and read it quickly, but she couldn't understand it at all.

Yu Kaiming saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he quickly tried to smooth things over: "It's okay, there's no rush. Miss Zhuang, eat something first."

As he said this, he pushed several dishes towards her.

"Thank you, Manager Yu. I can't eat any more."

I don’t know if it’s because I drank too much and blocked my digestive system, but Zhuang Shufei just felt uncomfortable in her stomach and didn’t want to eat anything.

"Then...how about ordering some dessert? Girls all like sweet things."

When she heard about desserts, Zhuang Shufei immediately became interested. Since she entered the entertainment industry, God knows how long it has been since she last had any desserts.

Without the happiness brought by dopamine, she felt that life had lost its meaning.

She quickly recalled the calories of various desserts in her mind. After screening, she decided to order a tiramisu, even if it was just half a piece.

Three or four hundred calories is acceptable and is better than New York cheesecake.

"Waiter, I want a piece of tiramisu."

Zhuang Shujie said contemptuously: "I asked you to look at the work materials, but I didn't see you being so enthusiastic."

"Help me, brother. Please feel sorry for me once in a while."

After a while, the tiramisu was served. Just as Zhuang Shufei reached out to take a bite, a scene on the document caught her attention.

She pointed her slender finger at the small words: "Manager Yu, why is there a kissing scene in a commercial?"

Yu Kaiming quickly explained: "Ah, this is not a kissing scene, it's just that Miss Zhuang's face was facing the camera sideways, and the male lead kissed the other cheek out of place."

Then he made a corresponding gesture to make his explanation seem simpler and clearer.

"Male lead? Who is the male lead?"

"We haven't decided on this yet. We are contacting several candidates to see what offers their agents have given."

When it comes to kissing scenes, Zhuang Shufei immediately thinks of Han Yu holding her face, those two hot and wet lips...

She couldn't help but feel a chill.

"No, no male lead. It's just a cosmetics advertisement, there's no need for so many fancy things. Besides, what does women's stuff have to do with men?"

Yu Kaiming hesitated: "This... the whole plan needs to be redone."

Zhuang Shujie pursed his lips into a line, his eyes full of reproach: "Zhuang Shufei, now is not the time for you to be willful."

Zhuang Shufei nonchalantly scooped a mouthful of tiramisu and put it into her mouth, and said vaguely: "I don't care, I just don't want the male lead. Why don't you find someone else to endorse it."

A wave of anger gradually covered Zhuang Shujie's face.

Zhuang Shufei was about to speak again when she suddenly felt a heat rising up her throat, as if an iron hook had been inserted into her stomach, pulling it upwards.

She quickly covered her mouth, stood up, and ran quickly to the bathroom outside the restaurant.

Zhuang Shujie and Yu Kaiming were left standing there in a daze.

Running into the corridor, Zhuang Shufei was confused. How come there is not even a sign for the restroom in such a large Imperial Hotel? !

Oh no, it must be the alcohol from last night. She can’t hold it anymore.

If she vomited in the magnificent corridor of the Imperial Capital Hotel and was photographed by reporters, would she still be able to live as a human being? !

Thinking of this, Zhuang Shufei covered her mouth and lowered her head to run around, and suddenly...

With a bang, she collided head-on with a strong chest.

It’s over... She must not look up. If she is recognized by the other party, her embarrassed face will probably become a hot topic again.

Just as I was about to run away as if nothing had happened, a familiar male voice came from above my head.

"Miss Zhuang?"

Zhuang Shufei looked up in surprise, and Han Yu was biting his lip and glancing at her playfully.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was someone she knew, so it wasn't a big problem.

"Mr. Han, where is the bathroom?" Zhuang Shufei covered her mouth and spoke incoherently.

Han Yu sneered and pointed to the sign behind him.

Well, I must have been dazzled by the pain, I didn’t even see such a big sign.

Zhuang Shufei was just about to bow her head to express her gratitude, but the next second, the churning substance in her stomach rushed out of her throat like a galloping horse.

She instinctively grabbed Han Yu's suit collar.

"vomit……"

A pool of brown, sour-smelling unknown liquid poured into Han Yu's suit.

The straight light grey suit and striped white shirt were covered with unsightly stains that were almost unbearable to look at.

For a moment, Han Yu felt as if he was hit on the head with a stick, and he stood there in a daze.