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"This gentleman..."
The director of Da Lotte just opened his mouth and was stunned by Li Chuan’s eyes.
He had a sigh in his heart, and even his eyes were so fierce, so what was the terrible person who was sitting next to him?
Li Chuan walked up to him and whispered: "In the future, any investment in Da Lotte will not cost us half a cent."
His voice was cold and fierce, and the words were knocked on the heart of the Grand Canal.
Quan Shi Group is quite famous throughout the industry, and both the business community and the entertainment industry have given him a face.
In particular, the media companies controlled by their men are able to name them in the entertainment industry. Of course, the first media company was also monopolized by Quan Shi, and now it is in jeopardy. The ranking has suddenly fallen.
Li Chuan just started to have a bit of sorrow. I don’t know why adults want to do this, but later I saw that the overwhelming thing about Miss Shen Shenxue on the Internet was that he understood why.
After Li Chuan went out, the director of Da Lotte was lying on the sofa, his hands and feet were cold, and he was scared of a cold sweat.
He took the glasses off his nose, reached out and touched his hair, and his hands were full of sweat.
"It's over."
He whispered softly, as if it was a prophecy, indicating that this hot, extremely hot, is about to fall.
In another box, the host of the Day Lotte was full of red light and excited.
Shen Shenxue held his hands on his head, and the curled eyelashes picked up slightly, his eyes blurred and looked at Song Chenchen opposite.
The walks have all been completed, and the set of words has been said, then you should cut into the topic.
"Actually, I have one thing today to please you." Shen Shenxue took the white napkin on his neck and laid it on his lap, whispering softly.
Song Chenchen stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It is my greatest honour to be asked by Miss Shen Shenxue. If there is anything I can do, I will do my best!"
He looked awkward, his eyes always leaning towards her chest, and the lust in her eyes was clear.
In the end, it is also a person who will not hide. Otherwise, there will not be so many black materials about him on the Internet. However, there are more black materials, and he is not a powerful person.
Shen Shenxue did not answer him directly, but took a sip of the juice gently.
The red lips are slightly whispered, and if the eyes are sorrowful, they sigh: "I took a script, it is a family ethic drama, just..."
She only said half of her words, and her eyes looked at Song Chenchen just right.
Song Chenchen immediately understood what she meant and volunteered: "Is there any investor who is willing to invest in this TV series?"
Shen Shenxue nodded and grinned: "It's really the same as Song Big Brother. You can't help them say that if something happens, you must come to Song Da, and Brother Song is doing a lot."
"Mr. Song" became the "big brother of Song", and it was obviously very useful to hear the heart of Song Chenchen."It's not easy to do this... Although I know a lot of investors, I don't know if they would like to sponsor this TV series. After all, it involves interests, and everyone should not be sloppy."
Song Chenchen hesitated, and cast a look at Shen Shenxue.
Shen Shenxue's eyes turned aside, put the juice aside, and lifted his body, and went to the early morning of Song morning.
Just as her lips were about to approach Song Chenchen’s face, the door was suddenly opened.
Opening the door was a waiter. She looked pale and looked like she was scared.
She put a bottle of Romani-Conti in her hand on the table, and sighed slightly against Song Chenchen. "Sir, I am sorry, I am disturbed. This is the wine from a gentleman in the next room."
The good things that I thought about in the night were disturbed. Song Chenchen was very upset, but when she looked at the bottle of Romani-Conti, her eyes lit up.
He had seen this wine before, and he also drank a few mouthfuls, but only for these.
Romani-Conti is the French wine king. A bottle of wine is almost equivalent to the value of a suite. Old artists with such assets and qualifications are hard to drink, and they don’t know which one is so generous.
Song Chenchen turned his eyes to the outside, only to see the slightly hidden door, and could not see anything else.
He was a little excited and quickly stood up and asked the waiter: "Where is that gentleman? I have to go in person to thank him."
A bottle of wine can show the honor of identity. Since there is such a good opportunity, he certainly has to pat the flattering. It is not good. It is also a small idea to ask the "Goddess of the Gods" to accompany the rich man who is spending a lot of money.
From the very beginning, he knew what Shen Shenxue’s role was, and now it is just her use.
Although I can't eat it now, I can still eat it later. After all, it is a woman who can do everything, even if it is beautiful, it is a broken shoe.
When Song Chenchen turned and left, he closed the door intimately.
Shen Shenxue took a small spoon and dig a strawberry-flavored ice cream in his mouth. The cold touch suddenly melted in his mouth, his eyes slightly rising, and his mouth curled tightly.
She knew that Song Chenchen was not a very interactive person, so she had not thought about kissing him just now. It was just a matter of making a move. People couldn’t see it and it was always her hand.
But fortunately, the waiter appeared very clever.
Song Chenchen followed the waiter all the way forward
At the end of the day, I saw that the opposite side was a wall, and there was no such thing as a rich man waiting. He was a bit stunned.
He turned around in confusion and suddenly saw a stick hit him. He hadn't waited for him to see who it was. He was snoring on his head, his eyes black and fainted.
The brawny holding the stick turned his head and pointed at Li Chuan, bowing his head: "Boss, the person is already dizzy."
Li Chuan’s quiet “Hm” sounded coldly: “Let’s throw it directly into the river, don’t let him die.”
Shen Shenxue did not wait until Song Chenchen came back in the box for a long time, and his brows wrinkled unpleasantly.Her time is not so worthless. If Song Chenchen does not intend to help her, is it better to refuse directly? Anyway, there are quite a few names in her address book on her mobile phone.
The door of the box was opened again, Shen Shenxue looked up, but the waiter who just saw it came back.
"Miss, the gentleman has just returned. He asked me to come over and tell you, and the things I ask today will be answered tomorrow."
The waiter licked the sweat, for fear that Shen Shenxue would ask questions, but he could see Shen Shenxue's self-satisfied packing and ready to leave.
When I first walked to the door, Shen Shenxue suddenly turned and asked: "I don't need to pay for this meal."
The eyes swept over the piles of food that were not full of food, but she had some meat hurts. If the money really wanted her to pay, she estimated that she would not want to go out this evening.
The waiter shook his head and said quickly: "The former gentleman has already paid."
Shen Shenxue nodded and went straight out. There were many cars coming and going, and the streets and crowds under the neon lights were very lively.
She rarely comes out at night, and generally she is only willing to hide in her own cabin.
Because of the darkness, it is not only the place where the light is not illuminated.
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