Help!The big guy is in my heart again

Chapter 148 Cen Shuolai Models for Perfume
In the top office—

The organizer of the perfume didn't expect that such an unimportant advertisement would be able to invite Xinghuang's Mr. Cen.

"I don't know what Mr. Cen thinks about the advertisement?"

There was silence in the office.

Everyone was waiting for the noble man to speak.

Nian Siming also followed, but he couldn't figure it out.

Mr. Cen himself allowed Ruan Zhaozhao to shoot commercials, and she could earn money for the company by shooting commercials. Why not do such a thing?

Why did Mr. Cen insist on stopping the show as soon as he ordered it?

Just when everyone's thoughts could fall out, suddenly the door of the office was opened—

A woman in a white dress and a shawl stood at the door. She was so dazzling that it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Nian Siming couldn't help taking a few more glances—

Hey, I have to say that Ruan Zhaozhao was disfigured, but now that he has undergone surgery, his appearance hasn't been damaged at all.

No wonder Mr. Cen chased him here.

As soon as she appeared, the atmosphere was a little weird.

Everyone knows whether she belongs to Xinghuang or Cen Shuo—

But-

"Ah, Miss Ruan is here, and Mr. Cen is also here."

"Yes, Mr. Cen really cares about his employees."

"Why did Miss Ruan come here suddenly?"

Everyone was eager to smooth things over, but the standing woman seemed to have no intention of answering.

Seeing that this place is about to cool down.

The woman smiled, the lip gloss on her mouth was very conspicuous.

"That's right, I was clearly filming commercials, why did I suddenly appear here?"

"What do you think? Mr. Cen."

Facing her question, the man obviously had no intention of answering.

None of them were fools, and Nian Siming even pulled and pushed them away.

"Director Nian, what's going on?"

They are such a small perfume company, but they can't afford this.

Where did he offend Xinghuang, the great Buddha?

Nian Siming was also confused.
-
The two of them just faced each other, neither of them spoke.

After a while, the man stood up and walked to her.

"Just wear this, isn't it cold?"

The woman sneered, reached out and dropped the shawl on the ground.

Under the satin suspender dress is smoother and whiter skin.

The man's eyes deepened: "What do you mean?"

Ruan Zhaozhao resisted the urge to slap him, but still couldn't say anything good.

"Isn't this the purpose of Mr. Cen's trip?"

"you misunderstood."

Misunderstand?

"There can be no misunderstanding, anyway, you have power and power, and you are right in whatever you say."

The man heard the words and didn't say much.

Just look into her eyes.

What has changed between them?

"Tell me what you want to do?" Ruan Zhaozhao really couldn't figure out what it had to do with her making an advertisement, "Why, I will accompany you to open a house now, or go to your car, or just in here."

"That was not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" The woman's eyes widened, "Cen Shuo, don't say that you are here because of Susukino's jealousy, I tell you I can't believe it."

How could he be such a proud and self-respecting son of heaven?
How could such a big thing happen out of jealousy.

"So what?"

"what?"

"So what?"

Ruan Zhaozhao's heart trembled, and he took a few steps back, unbelievable.

"But you never—"

"It's different now."

"How could it be different?" She was almost hysterical.

She thought that she was already invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, and she could ignore any bullshit man even if her relatives didn't care about her, let alone someone she hadn't known for a few years.

But what's the difference?

The man looked tense, opened his mouth, looked at her questioning expression, but finally said nothing.

Why is he here.

But when he knew that the person Ruan Zhaozhao wanted to shoot with was Susukino—

That's Susukino, it's Susukino who was as good to her back then as she is now.

It is also the person she regards as a good friend and a way out now.

"You can't be so selfish."

She said suddenly, "That doesn't make sense."

Cen Shuo's eyes moved slightly, maybe.

Love itself is selfish.

He was stunned, he had always thought that he was a confident and generous person, and he was determined not to use these small tricks like jealousy.

Ruan Zhaozhao received a call, it was from Susukino.

"Aye."

He said he was fine.

"Excuse me."

It doesn't matter.

Friends for nearly ten years, the two of them will hardly have any rift over this kind of thing.

Ruan Zhaozhao hung up the phone, feeling a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

And this guilt also turned into other feelings, targeting someone.

Cen Shuo: "I—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the woman threw something at him, which was a cigarette case on the table.

He didn't dodge, just got hit by the throw.

"It's all your fault."

Cen Shuo didn't say anything, but pursed his thin lips tightly.

But Ruan Zhaozhao knew that he was already angry.

That's great, you can't just make her angry alone.

But she's not stupid, this is the boss, she can't let him down.

"Let's go—" She was very tired.

Zhao Zhao hesitated for a moment and grabbed his wrist, but he held it back.

The light in the man's eyes was stubborn and firm, facing Zhao Zhao's puzzlement, he said—

"Why are you leaving? Aren't you going to shoot an advertisement?"

Her eyes widened slightly, and it took more than ten seconds for her to realize what she meant.

"Cen Shuo, don't go too far!"

What does this mean?Does he understand?

He is simply crazy.

Nian Siming and his group were waiting outside, but it happened that the man walked out holding Ruan Zhaozhao's hand.

Both of them looked ugly.

Moreover, Ruan Zhaozhao was still wearing Mr. Cen's clothes.

Nian Siming touched his chin.

These two people wouldn't have had a direct fight inside.

"Boss Cen, we now—"

"Commercials."

Ah. Ah?
Nian Siming didn't realize it for a while, so he could only follow the two big Buddhas up to the top floor.

He didn't feel that until the heat from the studio was blowing on his face.

Is Mr. Cen going to accompany Ms. Ruan to shoot commercials?
Ah ah ah ah ah!

It's not that the photographers don't know Cen Shuo, they look at each other in blank dismay, and don't know what to do?
Ruan Zhaozhao's makeup was a little off, and he sat in front of the makeup mirror.

Yu Yu followed behind her, at a loss.

What's wrong with this?

The woman sneered: "What? Everyone should be familiar with Xinghuang's Mr. Cen. Since Mr. Cen is willing to be a model for Perfume, everyone should take it seriously."

what?
How could a niche brand of perfume get the CEO of Xinghuang to come over and become a model?
When did it burn so fragrantly?

But the crowd didn't dare to ask too many questions, they could only do what they should do.

"Sister, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Yu Yu looked at the person and shut up.

The woman in the mirror has an exquisite face, her hair is elegant, and the suspender dress reveals her thin shoulders and beautiful collarbone.

"It's beautiful."

(End of this chapter)