Chapter 64

How to explain to Ling Mofan? This problem has been bothering me.

And ye Mengya's naive being forced I didn't dare to think any more. I had a rest for about half an hour with my eyes closed.

My assistant woke me up half an hour later.

At five fifty, I knocked on the door of Shen Weihua's office.

when I entered the office, Shen Wei Hua looked down at his mobile phone and looked up at me. He put down his mobile phone and leaned back. "Who are you going to use," the spokesman of the beauty mask?

Unexpectedly, he even discussed the issue of spokesperson with me.

Although the right face had been iced, it didn't diminish the swelling. Moreover, I spoke quickly in the hospital just now. Now I feel pain at the corners of my mouth, especially when I speak.

Shen Weihua's voice is not big. Although I can hear it, it's really hard to listen to it.

Just when I wanted to talk about the cooperation with Meitian this time and I was ready to let Yang Shiying speak for her, Shen Weihua lit a cigarette in front of me, "isn't ye Mengya your sister? I think her personal image and temperament are very good."

"What?" I suspect that I heard it wrong.

Shen Weihua inhaled a cigarette. "Beauty mask" was endorsed by Ye Mengya. She was also an artist of Ling's family.

"No, I've got a better person to speak for." I said.

Shen Weihua smiled. "I will just provide you with a view. I will see the concrete plan before the annual meeting. I met with several directors of the US International forenoon. The mask will be officially launched next year. Advertising must be put into practice by the end of the year."

I couldn't hear what Shen Weihua said in front of me clearly. I went over and tried to face him with my left ear. As a result, I heard his last two words.

Is it on the market in early spring? Xia Mu told me that it will be listed in mid May next year. How can it be listed in spring?

In addition, the advertising and publicity will be fully implemented by the end of the year. Will this progress be too fast?

"Will advertising and publicity be implemented by the end of the year?" I asked Shen Weihua.

Shen Weihua flicked the ashes and said, "yes, you should do it as soon as possible. It's better to settle the matter tomorrow. After the annual meeting, you can shoot the advertisement."

Ling Mo fan didn't tell me about it. I looked at Shen Weihua with some doubts. His face was normal. He had half a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger. Now he was staring at me.

I'll settle the matter tomorrow, that is to say, I have to deal with Yang Shiying and her agent before tomorrow.

No, it's too hasty. Even if I have the ability, the annual meeting will be the night after tomorrow, and Yang Shiying's schedule can't be easily changed. Moreover, it's the end of the year, and other celebrities are busy taking part in all kinds of celebrations and party recordings. How can I arrange a time to shoot after signing a temporary contract two days later?

It's almost impossible.

"Are you kidding me?" My tone is not very good, plus my cheek is really painful, right ear is also a pain from time to time, resulting in my thinking ability is a little weak.

Shen Weihua's anger seems to have come up, "Ye Jinyun, don't be horizontal with me. You really think you are a president, and your wife really takes herself seriously. In front of me, you are nothing!"

I took a deep breath, turned and left the office.

I don't know how much Shen Weihua looks down on me, but I know that Shen Weihua is against me everywhere. He must have something to do with Yu Jinglan.

I don't have an appointment to see Yang Shiying tomorrow. I don't even know if Yang Shiying is in city B. if she's OK in China, I'm afraid that she's going abroad, or it's inconvenient to disclose any other personal itinerary, then it's really tough.

How can it be listed ahead of time?

I sent the revised plan to Xia mu. In order to make sure things go smoothly, I asked about Xia Mu's spokesman to see if he had a suitable candidate.

However, I just sent the message in the dialog box, and the other party replied in seconds:

- the board of directors unanimously decided that Yang Shiying would be the spokesperson. However, in the end, it's still up to you to plan for Iraq. It's better for us to have the business value and market evaluation data, and the artists with absolute influence should lead us to publicize.

I look at a large section of text, a moment of headache.

At the moment, I seriously doubt that Ling Mo fan is a member of their board of directors!

The spokesman will be won tomorrow. It may not be possible. Shen Weihua must catch this point and humiliate me.

I opened my mobile phone address book and checked it for a long time. I found that I couldn't find anyone who could speak except Ling Mo fan.

After I put down my mobile phone, I opened my microblog and strolled around Yang Shiying's microblog square. It seems that I recently shot a fantasy love TV series in city B movie city, which is adapted from a popular IP.

I checked the route of the film and television city and planned to go to the film and television city early tomorrow morning.

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"What happened to the face?" Ling Mo fan asked me.

I got home earlier than Ling Mo fan. After taking a bath, I didn't eat dinner, so I just lay on the bed. Ling Mo fan didn't come back until ten o'clock in the evening,.He came out of the bathroom after taking a bath. I just got up to drink water. He just looked at me a little. I didn't think about how to talk to Ling Mofan. Seeing that I was silent, his tone was very restrained, even with a calm and arrogant manner of judging the situation, mixed with the tone of command: "speak."

"I fell." I can't think of any other reason.

The bathrobe on his body is loose and flabby, which is different from the usual strict self-discipline. His laziness exudes the atmosphere of human feelings. Unlike the men in the bar who wear close fitting vests and deliberately show their chest muscles, this person's sense of superiority is revealed from his bones.

I stepped back to get under the covers.

Ling Mo fan came over and blocked my retreat. He stood on my right, his voice should be his usual low, I just saw his thin lips open and close, I can't understand his lip language, I can't hear what he said, just staring at him.

I have only one idea, I can't let Ling Mo fan see the clue.

"I'm sleepy." I try my best to keep my left ear close to Ling Mo fan to prevent him from speaking too quietly and causing unnecessary misunderstanding.

His look was very light. After a long time, his indifferent face was a little relaxed, but the corner of his eye was still with a cold light. "Ye Jinyun, are you sure you want me to keep silent on your face, and don't ask anything?"

My heart was torn.

He put his arm around my waist, I was in my pajamas, his palm across the cloth of clothes, across my waist.

"You don't let me worry, sometimes you just let me worry too much." Ling Mo fan took me to bed. After lying down, he hugged me from behind. I was facing him. He held my face on my right ear. I couldn't hear every word he said.

In the evening, I had a dream that after my right ear was deaf, my left ear also lost hearing. In the dream, I cried hysterically because I couldn't accept the grief of hearing loss. After Ling MOFA knew about the hearing loss, he was very angry and handed me a divorce agreement for me to sign.

When I woke up, I wiped my face and cried.

after a simple wash, I put a few layers of Concealer on my right cheek in the mirror, though it looked strange, but it was better than going out with a red face.

In the restaurant downstairs, Ling Mo fan is sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast while reading the newspaper.

I walked over and sat down on Ling Mo fan's left side.

He winked and focused on the newspaper. I glanced at the headline of the newspaper. It was a report about the planned economic change of city B in the next five years.

"Don't you have to go on business today?" I brush a layer of honey on the toast, sandwiched a piece of ham and lettuce, and brush a layer of butter. I ask Ling Mofan as if I have no words.

"No, I've moved back today." Ling Mo fan still focused on the contents of the newspaper, took a sip of milk from the glass in front of the table.

Ling Mo fan has a strong sense of time, so he moved his itinerary back? This is not in line with Ling Mo fan's style.

"Does your face still hurt?" He should have finished reading the contents of the newspaper, just like following the geometric law to fold the newspaper and put it on the table, and finally his eyes fell on me.

"No, it didn't hurt much yesterday." I told him.

"At eleven o'clock, I arranged for you to meet with Xiang Juan, Yang Shiying's agent." Ling said.

I don't know whether I am excited or nervous or moved. In a word, all kinds of emotions are mixed together.

He really can help me arrange everything properly. It seems that he is cold and ruthless, strong and arbitrary. In fact, his mind is better than anyone around me. I can cry in front of this person and laugh like a child who gets a candy gift at Christmas. How can he be so good.

I'm afraid that when I cry, the makeup on my face will be changed.

"Thank you." I said.

"You're welcome." Every time I say thank you, he will say a rude, polite and just the right sense of alienation. In fact, I don't like this. In turn, Ling Mo fan must not like me.

I reached for Ling Mo fan and took the initiative to come forward. I pecked at the corner of the man's mouth like a chicken pecking rice. He pressed my back neck.

I closed my eyes, hung my hands on Ling Mo fan's neck, and held my breath. Ling Mo fan must have been a good kisser before, otherwise it would be so tantalizing.

"Ye Jinyun, don't always let me remind you of such daily life in the future." He is close to my left ear, the voice is very weak, slowly spread around me, warm, very gentle.

I can't help but snort, arms with a little strength, hook his neck, head uncontrollably become blank.

Ling Mo fan was wearing a casual shirt this morning. The hem of the shirt was tied into his pants. His hair was made of styling water. He was meticulous, but now he was in a mess.

I always feel that this person's facial features are God's gift, exquisite, not beautiful, not vulgar, his appearance is really emitting a unique aura, there are other people can not imitate the elegant, very contradictory, but he will be such a perfect contradiction through."Don't be in such a hurry." He leaned against my left ear, with a suppressed smile in his voice, "have breakfast, and I'll go with you later."