Passing the air top flow with the baby to chase the husband

"Why was my red carpet look like this before?" Fu Yicheng asked in puzzlement.

Mustache turned on his phone and showed him the pictures of the red carpet shows in the past two years. Most of them had strange shapes, which were not within the aesthetic range of normal people.

Either combing the back of the head and painting smoky makeup, it will not violate the harmony in the Death Killing Team; or wearing a skirt that is neither male nor female, with a face painted white, turning around and entering the crew Play as a zombie; or come up with a combination of yin and yang, half of which is summer and half of which is winter, and one person can wear two seasons.

"Who told you to pluck Mr. Shen's beard." Mustache sighed, "Obviously I wish I could give everything to Mr. Shen, but in the end, I was hated. It's fine if the packaging team is given to Shu Moyuan. Even you, I don’t see you backing down, and I don’t know what you think.”

Fu Yicheng recalled Mr. Shen's appearance and attitude, but didn't quite understand: "Why did I fall in love with him?"

"Who knows? You didn't tell me when I asked you." Mustache got up and helped Fu Yicheng straighten his collar, "It seems that amnesia in a car accident is really good, at least it makes your mind a lot more normal."

"But I'm not used to it yet, this color is too strange, can't I change it?" Fu Yicheng looked at the pink suit on his body and said awkwardly.

"No, it's pretty good-looking. With your face, it's a real romantic image." Mustache looked at it carefully for a while, "Okay, if you don't like it, pick one you like when you go to the company to put on makeup tomorrow." Bar."

……

In the early morning, when the sky was getting bright, Nian Shilou ground a cup of coffee and sat in front of the computer. On the computer was yesterday's financial statement.

Nian Shilou took a sip of coffee, picked up his cell phone, and prepared to call his assistant to arrange some work for the day.

Before the phone call was made, the doorbell rang hastily. Nian Shilou was suddenly interrupted, and his face became more and more cold as ice.

Suppressing his anger, Nian Shilou got up to open the door, and saw Fu Yicheng hugging two sleepy-eyed children, and asked embarrassingly, "Good morning, Doctor Nian, sorry to bother you."

Nian Shilou saw a flattering smile on Fu Yicheng's face, he may have just woken up, his hair is messy, but his face is delicate, like a kitten that has been rubbed hard by someone, even if you hurt it, it will still Will meow and act like a baby with you.

Nian Shilou's anger immediately dissipated, and he asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I have a red carpet today." Fu Yicheng put the two cubs on the ground, and seemed to be at a loss for what to say, "But there is no one at home, and I have to come back late at night. If the two of them are alone at home, I will Don't worry, I don't know if Dr. Nian is okay today? Can you take care of him for a day?"

Nian Shilou's first thought was to refuse, he hated troublesome things and didn't want to help others take care of children.

Fu Yijian Nian Shilou didn't object immediately, and quickly said: "These two are easy to carry, they don't cry or make trouble, and they are not too picky about eating. They can eat porridge and instant noodles, and they will never bother you."

"No." Xiao Xizi said in a daze, "I don't eat plain porridge. I have to add some sugar to make it sweet."

"Look." Fu Yicheng's face was sincere, and he strongly promoted, "It's super easy to raise, much easier to raise than any cat or dog, and you can play with it casually, which relieves boredom."

Nian Shilou: "..."

"Please, please." Fu Yicheng clasped his hands together and begged. Seeing Nian Shilou's expression seemed to loosen, he quickly stuffed the two cubs over and disappeared quickly.

Nian Shilou picked one up with each hand and threw it on the big bed in the bedroom. The two little ones fumbled slowly to take off their shoes and clothes. sleep.

Nian Shilou was satisfied and went back to deal with his work.

……

As soon as Fu Yicheng came to the company's dressing room, he ran into Xing Zixuan.

"Hello, senior!" Xing Zixuan was holding up his mobile phone to broadcast live. When he saw Fu Yicheng, he gave a big bow, and then said to the camera, "Guess who I met? Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang! Fu Yicheng! Surprised!"

Fu Yicheng was hugged by Xing Zixuan, forced to look at the phone screen, and smiled at the screen helplessly.

Xing Zixuan obviously didn't intend to let him go so easily: "Senior Fu, don't you want to put on makeup?"

Fu Yicheng looked at the barrage that flashed quickly on the screen, and said cautiously: "I have to choose a suit for the red carpet first."

"Huh? Haven't you chosen your suit yet?" Xing Zixuan was a little startled when he heard this, and then became excited again, "Come on, let's help you choose! Meteors, you are lucky."

Xing Zixuan brought Fu Yicheng to the company's exclusive cloakroom, pointed to a row of shelves and said to Fu Yicheng, "All the suits that the company rented for this red carpet are here. By the way, it wasn't your agent who picked them up for you yesterday." I bought a pretty pink suit and went back? Can't you wear it?"

"I don't like that suit very much." Fu Yicheng replied while carefully looking through the clothes on the rack.

"Hahaha, I think everyone suggested this suit to you." Xing Zixuan picked up a white suit full of embroidered patterns, and gestured at Fu Yicheng, "Hey, it's not bad, it's pretty good-looking, Senior Fu Do you want to try it?"

Fu Yicheng looked at the coquettishly blooming big peonies on the suit, and repeatedly refused: "No, no."

"What about this one?" Xing Zixuan picked up another black suit. The style was simple, only a lot of diamonds were inlaid on the right shoulder, but it was chic and beautiful. "This one is also very good, very suitable for the stage."

Fu Yicheng felt that he was going to be blinded by those diamonds, so he shook his head.

Xing Zixuan chose several pieces one after another, but was rejected by Fu Yicheng. He scratched his head strangely, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Senior Fu...you don't want...your previous style, do you? Maybe not……"

The barrage was also dissatisfied at the moment, and many people began to complain:

——"The sets chosen by my family Zixuan are all good-looking, why can't they?"

—— "It's probably not enough for him to show off on the red carpet. After all, his previous looks can be back on the trending list."

——"It's so annoying, I don't want to see him anymore, Zixuan, let's go to another place to take pictures of ourselves."

——"I'd like to see what weird costume he can choose."

……

Fu Yicheng also found a suit that suits his heart at this moment, he took out the suit, gestured to himself in satisfaction, and planned to change it.

Xing Zixuan grabbed Fu Yicheng, a little surprised: "Senior Fu, why did you choose such a thing?"

Fu Yicheng looked at the suit, puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xing Zixuan was speechless and said: "This style is too ordinary, it will not look good in the camera, and it will be a disadvantage when taking a group photo."

Fu Yucheng chose this suit because it is the most simple and ordinary suit among all suits. Although he has transformed from a professor to a star, he still can't accept being asked to wear that kind of colorful clothes all at once. .

"Really, Senior Fu, this is not as good as your old one." Xing Zixuan said very worriedly, "You can change to another one, this one really won't work."

Fu Yicheng politely declined, and planned to try the size of the set in hand first.

In the live broadcast room, Xing Zixuan's fans became more and more dissatisfied, clamoring for Xing Zixuan to stay away from Fu Yicheng in the future, thinking that Xing Zixuan was kind enough to help for reference, but Fu Yicheng was rejected, it was like biting Lu Dongbin.

Fu Yicheng took the clothes to the fitting room, and Lu Yu mustache was sneaking in a corner.

Just as Fu Yicheng was about to ask, Mustache saw him, and immediately stretched out his hand to make a "shh" gesture.

Seeing that Fu Yicheng understood what he meant, Xiao Huzi continued to go to the changing room, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked ahead vigilantly——

Mr. Ye, who was obviously supposed to go abroad, appeared in the company, talking and laughing with people, as if some great event was about to happen.

They even brought some precious chocolates, which they specified were for Xiao Linzi and Xiao Xizi.

Reminiscent of Mr. Ye's new purchase of Fu Yucheng's neighbor, and Mr. Ye's reputation in the past, the answer is obvious.Mustache felt that he had to keep an eye on him in case Mr. Ye made a big move.

Mr. Ye drank the wine in his hand contentedly, and then walked to the office.

Walking into the office, a woman with a hot body and a sweet face sat on a chair awkwardly, and when she saw him coming in, she immediately stood up.

"Mother Hua, what can I do for you?" Boss Ye glanced up and down at Hua Mu'er, and sat across from him carelessly crossing his legs.

Hua Mu'er was a little nervous, she sat down slowly while supporting her legs, and said, "I want to sign a contract with your company's live broadcast platform."

"You haven't terminated the contract with your original company, have you?" Mr. Ye looked as if he had heard something funny, "If you come to our live broadcast platform, I am of course looking forward to it. But if we ask you to pay liquidated damages for you , I’m sorry, we’re not doing charity either.”

"I, I don't want Hua Xiaobao to participate in "What Are You Going to, Dad?" Hua Mu'er lowered her head and choked up, "This time, Hua Xiaobao was scolded badly because of that incident. They were all passers-by who came to abuse them. But my company disagreed, saying that black and red are also red. But it doesn’t matter if I get scolded, my son is only five years old..."

Mr. Ye spread his hands: "I sympathize with you, so what?"

Hua Mu'er looked up at him, with tears in her eyes: "Could you please Mr. Ye, I can bring my team to your platform. If it's really not possible, can you please issue a statement to help Xiaobao clarify, Sorry to trouble you."

President Ye opened the red wine on the desk and poured himself a glass: "Then what good will it do if I help you?"

Hua Mu'er was silent for a while, then lowered her head, rubbed her hands against her thighs, and said in a trembling voice for a long time, "As long as I can help Xiaobao, I can do whatever you want."

Mr. Ye felt a little thirsty, "gudong" drank a big mouthful of red wine, a smug smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Linzi and Xiao Xizi are his biological children, and they will definitely be brought back when the time is right, but he doesn't know how to take care of the children, so he must be worried that the two children will be taken care of by the nanny.

He watched Hua Muer's live broadcast, and he took care of Xiaobao very well by himself, and it would be no problem to have two more children if he wanted to.And he looks good, has charm, and knows his own importance, and can easily get it done with money, and he will not be greedy and want more, which is very much in his mind.

Mr. Ye took out a room card from his pocket and handed it to Hua Muer: "That depends on your performance."