The president's wife

Chapter 192 Belongs to you
"Did she get hurt or disabled? Do you want me, Chen Xinyi, to apologize to her? Who is she?" Chen Xinyi sneered as if hearing a big joke, and spit, "There is no way! "

Hongyuan International held a press meeting. Although there is still an hour before the meeting, many reporters have already arrived.

The dispute here has attracted the attention of several media reporters, and they rushed over with their cameras on their shoulders.

Chen Xinyi already has a little face in front of the media because she took two commercials for her company, and Lin Xiangyuan and An Youchen have been the targets of the major media these two days.

At this moment, the three of them had a dispute, which was an opportunity to dig out entertainment news, and those reporters rushed towards them like hungry wolves seeing sheep.

"Look, it's the general manager of Haitian and his girlfriend An Youchen!"

"The other one seems to be the daughter of Xingyuan International, Miss Chen Xinyi!"

"Miss Chen Xinyi, may I ask if you are here today to star in Hongyuan International's new movie?"

"Mr. Lin, I have always heard that Haitian Group and Hongyuan International have a good relationship. May I ask if Haitian Group considers cooperating with Hongyuan International in film and television?"

An Youchen was not wearing sunglasses yet, and when he saw those long guns and short guns approaching him, he felt inexplicably nervous, and his slender fingers tightly grasped Lin Xiangyuan's arm.

Noticing An Youchen's anomaly, Lin Xiangyuan didn't want to argue with Chen Xinyi anymore, bent down to pick him up and ran towards the gate of Hongyuan International.

I don't know whether it was on purpose or not, but An Youchen's shoes just brushed against Chen Xinyi's lower abdomen, leaving a mark on her dress.

Chen Xinyi looked down at the mark on her lower abdomen that was pulled down by An Youchen's shoes. Just as she was about to get angry, the media's long guns and short cannons had already surrounded her.

For her dream of becoming a star, Chen Xinyi suppressed the anger on her face, put on a pure and pleasant smile, and answered questions from the media skillfully and tactfully.

Huang Weiya looked at the direction where Lin Xiangyuan was leaving with An Youchen in her arms, she pursed her lips and stepped back.

Usually when facing the media, Chen Xinyi has always done it herself, and never needs her to block or speak for her, so she is happy to be an audience.

Lin Xiangyuan hugged An Youchen and ran into the gate of Hongyuan International, seeing the media behind him surrounded Chen Xinyi, so he let An Youchen down with confidence.

An Youchen felt better after staying away from those media reporters. Although his face was still a little ugly, his body was no longer so tense.

"At the press conference later, it's really alright if I'm not by your side?" Lin Xiangyuan pinned An Youchen's hair behind her, gently holding her cheek, and said softly.

"Didn't you already help me think of a way to overcome it? Don't worry, I have prepared sunglasses in Yuwei's office." An Youchen raised his face, stared at Lin Xiangyuan's eyes that were as gentle as a hot spring, and said softly.

"That's good, it's getting late, go change your clothes and get ready, remember to look beautiful on TV!"

Lin Xiangyuan rubbed An Youchen's cheek with his thumb, the tender warmth lingered on his fingertips, and he reluctantly let go of it after a long time, and went away.

Knowing that Lin Xiangyuan's figure had disappeared at Hongyuan's gate, An Youchen took a sharp breath and came back to her senses. She was almost instinctively greedy for Lin Xiangyuan's gentleness just now, and almost lost her way.

Regarding entering the film and television industry to make movies, An Youchen was not mentally prepared at all except for his determination to make this movie.

However, An Youchen's common sense in the film and television industry is still blank, and she needs Bai Yuwei to make up for her.

Unlike other artists, she has a signed agency, and all things are coordinated and handled by her agent and assistant.

An Youchen was alone, with no entry-level master or agent. Jing Rong, who was most familiar with this industry, had already rushed back to London to work.

An Youchen, who decided to enter the entertainment industry, was like a lost child, clumsy and lacking in confidence in every word and deed. Fortunately, she had a half-hearted best friend like Bai Yuwei as the general staff.

After Lin Xiangyuan left, An Youchen patted his cheek, and followed the memory route to Bai Yuwei's office.

After entering Yuwei's office, An Youchen was completely dumbfounded.

The entire wall of Bai Yuwei's office is covered with all kinds of sunglasses, almost enough to open an optical shop.

Looking at those dozens of pairs of sunglasses, An Youchen felt a warmth in his heart, and was so moved that he almost wanted to cry.

Ever since she knew that An Youchen could temporarily overcome her fear of flashing lights by wearing sunglasses, Bai Yuwei began to search for all kinds of sunglasses, and became An Youchen's part-time manager wholeheartedly.

After Bai Yuwei came out of the conference room, she heard that An Youchen was waiting in her office, so she hurriedly handed over a document to her subordinates for processing, and hurried back to the office without stopping.

"Weiwei, you're exaggerating too much!" An Youchen said excitedly and happily as he stood beside the row of glasses racks.

Bai Yuwei stepped forward, picked out a pair of sunglasses to put on An Youchen, pinched her chin and swung it from side to side, and took off the glasses with dissatisfaction.

"Is it exaggerating? These are all yours! Since you are going to play the leading role, you must have all the ostentation, and these sunglasses are your weapons to fight on the battlefield. Since they are weapons, how can you have too many of them? "

Bai Yuwei said with a smile, and put on another pair of sunglasses for An Youchen, "This is not bad, it matches your hairstyle today too!"

"Weiwei, I...I'm a little nervous." An Youchen stood still and let Bai Yuwei fiddle with various styles of sunglasses for her.

"Nervous?" Bai Yuwei paused her hands, raised her eyebrows and said with a light smile, "What's there to be nervous about? Don't worry, I'm in charge of everything!"

"I"

An Youchen pursed his lips, his eyes fell on the sunglasses covering the wall, his hands were hanging in front of him, his fingers were tightly knit together, and he frowned slightly.

"Wei Wei, although the filming contract has a very generous salary, but these sunglasses can take away one-tenth of my film salary, isn't it a bit wasteful?"

As the daughter of Anlun International, it's not that An Youchen cannot enjoy these luxuries.It's just that the past few years of struggling to survive has taught her how to survive.

"Pfft!"

Bai Yuwei couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"My eldest lady, no matter how high your salary is, you will have to wait until the filming is finished to receive your salary. These sunglasses didn't cost you a penny of your salary."

"Isn't it my salary?" An Youchen was confused, staring at the sunglasses covering the wall with a forced smile.

If it wasn't her salary, then it could only be paid by Bai Yuwei for her.Yuwei has already helped her enough, and Bai Yuwei can't let Bai Yuwei post the money by herself.

"Wei Wei, how much are these sunglasses, I'll pay you after I get paid." An Youchen's eyelids twitched, and he said very sadly.

Although it feels a bit wasteful, I bought all of this stuff, so I can't return it!
Bai Yuwei smiled mysteriously and pulled An Youchen out of the office.

"The money for the sunglasses is not mine, so you don't need to return it to me. I'll take you to a place!"

An Youchen was puzzled, so he had no choice but to follow Bai Yuwei.

Next to the Hongyuan International Advertising Department, the place that used to be the living room has been partitioned off, and a third of the place has been cut out, where various styles of clothes, accessories, shoes and dressing tables are hung.

"How about it, do you like it?" Bai Yuwei raised her hand and said, pointing to the studio behind her.

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(End of this chapter)