Chapter 70

The car was once cold, only the fat man's mobile phone was flashing.

"It was our colleagues who got the headlines. Why are you so unhappy?" Gao Leng broke the silence and laughed: "Xiaoshan is not a simple girl."

"That is, Xiaoshan and we are in the same office. There's no need to do that." Lao Diao also felt a little embarrassed.

The fat man said with a smile, "I'll call Xiaoshan to treat you later. It's so fast. It's really worthy of Li Yifan's strong general. I admire him."

After they finished, they were silent for a while.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

In fact, it's not that I hate Jian Xiaodan for making news so soon. I admire her very much, but losing to a girl makes me lose face. What's more, it's a elimination system. Even if Jane Xiaodan's group loses, only one will be eliminated. According to her relationship with Li Yifan, maybe it's OK to intercede, but if Gao Leng loses, it's the elimination of the whole group.

Intercession? If you look at Li Yifan's face of Gao Leng, you know it's absolutely impossible.

"Have a good sleep and come here early tomorrow morning. It's early in the morning." Gao Leng finished, got out of the car and laughed: "don't worry, we can't lose, there will be big headlines."

With that, Gao coldly slammed the door and went into the elevator without looking back.

It's not good to talk more, but to digest emotions separately. At present, preparing for tomorrow's battle is the key point. Gao Leng puts his depressed mood behind him, and his mouth rises slightly.

It's a bit interesting. As an opponent, Jane Xiaodan makes the whole thing interesting. Fighting with a woman makes Gao Leng feel quite challenging for the first time.

After returning to the room to wash, Gao Leng rearranges the star's circle of friends to judge how to follow up at the dinner. Unconsciously, it's more than two o'clock.

After two o'clock, some subtle voices came from outside, some people began to come in and out, some came back from outside, but more agents and stylists got up to make up for the stars.

Stars, especially actresses, need at least three or four hours for their modeling. This kind of red carpet show takes longer. Five or six hours is the most basic.

Gao Leng opens the door, and several VIP doors open and close. Some people come in and out, but they still can't photograph anything. Just as he is about to close the door and go to sleep, two figures rush in.

Fuji Kaji, a famous Japanese model who just went out with Wen Kai, came back. She seemed to be drunk, barefoot, with high-heeled shoes in her hands. She was followed by Wen Kai.

Wen Kai first supported her. After a careful look, she said something in her ear. Then she turned and went into the elevator, lowered her hat brim and left. Unexpectedly, Teng Jia caught him and started to cry.

"Why, why are you doing this to me?" Fuji's Chinese is not very smooth, but it is this kind of lazy and nonstandard tone, but it is very provocative.

Gao Leng is surprised and takes out his mobile phone, intending to capture it. But Wen Kai was standing in the elevator. He only took pictures of Fuji, but he didn't. If he wanted to take pictures, he would not go out unless Gao Leng went out. But once he went out, it would be exposed.

Let Wen Kai know that he was photographed, he immediately called security for the self-protection meeting. At this time, reporters are not allowed to enter the Jinsui Hotel, and the photo is bound to be deleted. Gao Leng calmed down, covered the door more and more, and stretched out his hand.

As long as Wen Kai goes one step further, it will be photographed.

"Today, I just accompany you to see my iron friend. I didn't do anything. Come on, I'll put on my make-up after a while. Come on." Teng Jiazhi's strange and soft voice sounded again, with coquetry, enough to hit any man.

This kind of pitiful and soft tone itches Gao Leng, not to mention Wen Kai, who is just in front of her. He seems unable to help but reaches out his hand and grabs her in front of her chest.

Gao Leng took a quick snapshot.

Unfortunately, only his hand was in the mirror.

"Dear, there are too many acquaintances..." As soon as Wen Kai was about to say something, a VIP room in the distance opened the door. He pushed Teng Jiazhi open and pressed the down button directly. The elevator door closed.

With the closing of the elevator door, Teng Jiazhi lost her weakness in front of Wen Kai. She straightened up, wiped her tears, took out a mirror from her bag and looked at it. She must have drunk a little too much. The mirror turned several times but didn't open, so she threw it into the bag and walked to Gao Leng.

The expression on his face changed from reluctant to part to slightly drunk. Gao Leng thought it was funny. This Japanese woman can enter the television industry, and her acting skills are very good.

However, a husband with a wife, a third person who plays affectionate money, and this third person estimates that there are tycoons to support, what real feelings can there be?

To put it bluntly, it's just two people's needs.

Gao Leng quickly closes the door and looks at the photos in his mobile phone. Wen Kai's hand directly grasps Teng Jiazhi's plumpness. It's hard to master it. I don't know, it's quite hard.

Just when Gao Leng thought it was all over, the door was suddenly kicked.

Dong Dong!Gao Leng is stunned. No one should knock at this time, and it's just kicking the door. Looking through the cat's eyes, I can't help being dumb.

It's Teng Jiazhi. You can see she's brushing hard with her room card. She's in the wrong door.

So Gao Leng opened the door and a smell of wine came.

Teng Jiazhi obviously drank too much, his face flushed with anger and looked at her room card. When he saw Gao Leng open the door, his eyes were round, and he pointed to him drunkenly. His little mouth tooted high, his feet kicked and his whole body bumped. This weapon is really enough to kill: "get out of the way!"

She spoke fiercely and impolitely, and she was about to break through the cold.

Gao Leng quickly pointed to her room card, and then pointed to her room number: "Miss Teng, you are in the wrong door."

Teng Jiazhi's head obviously can't turn around at this moment. She looks at Gao Leng and subconsciously pulls her skirt. She really knows her advantages all the time. Gao Leng takes a deep breath and forces her eyes to move away from her weapon. She says faintly, "you live next door."

Gao Leng pointed to the room number next door.

"Get out of the way, this is my room!" Teng Jiazhi's wine strength is obviously coming up, and he wants to push Gao Leng's hand away.

Gao Leng stops her.

It's not that Gao Leng is a gentleman, but there's a camera in the room, and the computer is on. It's full of information. Teng Jiazhi is in trouble when he sees it.

"I'll take you to your room." Gao Leng grabs her in one hand, takes the room card in her hand in the other hand, and opens her door directly. She can't stand steadily and pours directly on him.

A burst of soft fragrance came, with her absolutely proud posture, directly pressed into Gao Leng's arms.

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