Dressed As the President’s First Love

"The girl in "The Biography of Concubine Rong" must be, not you."

Tang Mi was woken up by the phone early in the morning.

The birds chirped outside the window, and the sunlight sprinkled indistinctly all over the floor through the white gauze curtain.

Tang Mi squinted, still a little bit unrecoverable for a while.

"What's set?"

"The Biography of Concubine Rong!"

The agent and best friend Li Rong turned into a roar on the other side of the phone: "It's all agreed that I will sign tomorrow, but I was temporarily intercepted by someone. What a fuck!"

The contract only waits for the landing, but it is intercepted after it is negotiated. There is usually only one reason why the crew can do this: the wealthy capital wants to support people.

Tang Mi's sleepiness ran out all of a sudden.

She lifted off the bed, drew the curtains, the morning sun shone on her face, and she took a deep breath.

"Who did you switch to?"

"The ghost knows! It's just an eighteenth line, what is it called Qin Sisi."

...Qin Sisi?

Tang Mi felt a little familiar, she was thinking about it, but she heard Li Rong say on the phone that she had arrived.

Aunt Zhang has returned to her hometown, and she is the only one in the apartment now.

Tang Mi put on a coat casually, ready to go downstairs.

She now lives in a two-storey small jump floor, two hundred and eighty square meters. The upper floor is opened into a bedroom, study and dance room. The guest room is downstairs, and the living room is connected to the dining room.

This suite was an investment made by Tang Mi who persuaded his parents to make just after graduating from university. Mortgage repayment is still the number of the year, but the house has been converted from 10,000 to 120,000.

From Li Rong to relatives and friends, she praised her for her vision, and those who persuaded her parents to wait and see now can no longer touch the side of the house.

As a reborn girl, Tang Mi deeply felt that not buying a house was a huge waste of luxury.

As for the stock lottery futures, she didn't understand anything, so she didn't join in the fun.

Tang Mi has the memory of two lives, but this life is fortunate than the previous life. She has a pair of loving parents, and she is no longer a little pitiful that no one loves and no one loves.

My parents are in business, and there is a small clothing factory that specializes in processing for others. The annual flow is estimated to be 500,000 to 600,000. In this area of ​​Beicheng, it is inadequate and more than adequate.

Tang Mi is content.

As for whether it was a fetus or rebirth, she didn't care much.

What Tang Mi cares about is that life is finally overwhelming, and she should live a little better, like all rebirth through female seniors.

And she did it.

She studied hard, all the way from being outstanding to college, and was admitted to Beicheng University with the aura of learning tyrants. She fell in love with the most handsome boy in the best university in the country; she broke up when she was about to graduate.

After applying for a graduate student at Beicheng Film and Television University, he was tapped by scouts upon graduation and took his girlfriend Li Rong into the entertainment circle.

Last year, a network drama that he participated in was a big hit. There was no red heroine, but she turned into a little girl. Tang Mi was promoted from the 18th line to the quasi third line.

Throughout her entire life in the past, Tang Mi seemed to be out of the way—everything went smoothly.

Of course, she herself thinks so.

until today.

Tang Mi opened the door.

"come in."

Li Rong changed his shoes, put the breakfast he bought on the way on the dining table in the living room, and urged Tang Mi to wash up. The two of them ate a bit and sat down together.

"The contract was signed over there?"

Tang Mi hugged the pillow and nestled herself on the chaise couch on the sofa.

The **** silk nightdress is rolled up, revealing dazzling white legs, beautifully curved, and ten toes are like round and lovely shells.

In Li Rong's view, Tang Mi's whole person is a capitalized beauty.

In ancient times, this kind of people was also called separately, "the beauty of beauty is a disaster."

The skin was white as snow, the jaws were pointed, the red lips were full, and the soft black and long straight. He clearly gave birth to a first love face that made people fall in love at first sight, but he had a pair of narrow and raised peach eyes, so the whole taste changed.

Commonly known as: vixen.

"No sign, but it's just a matter of these few days."

Li Rong glanced at her and knew what abacus this man had made in the gourd, "Want to grab it back?"

"Couldn't it?"

Tang Mi slowly settled the account with her, "A total of forty episodes, each of which is 100,000, deducted to the company, half of the two of us will also have 2 million. You don't want to?"

The key point is that the script of "The Legend of Concubine Rong" is really good. The production team and director are all top-notch. The previous Qing palace drama is still broadcast on TV.

For Tang Mi, a little artist who just had some splashes, it was really a big piece of cake.

Li Rong slapped her thigh: "Yes!"

"What's the number on the other side?"

"Wait, I'll call and ask."

After a while, Li Rong came back, "I didn’t know what to say over there. But it hinted to me that tonight the filmmakers are going to have a meal with investors in Golden Harbor, which is just an opportunity for us. ."

Golden Harbor is a top private club in Beicheng. It is difficult for ordinary people to enter.

But this didn't trouble Tang Mi, she made a phone call and got the invitation letter from the one who was chasing her.

The hot golden rose flower is exquisitely made and held in the hand, as if to get a pile of heavy renminbi.

Li Rong looked at it over and over again, as if he was indifferent to Tang Mi's charm.

The two of them almost grew up wearing open crotch pants. Father Tang and Father Li are good friends. The friendship between their fathers will continue to the next generation, and Tang Mi and Li Rong have also become iron porcelain.

Li Rong looks like a boy, and has a boy temperament.

Tang Mi was raised delicately by her parents. She was a charming girl. She usually didn't learn to dance or did her homework. Originally, Li Rong couldn't understand her. Unexpectedly, once she hadn't fought with others, she was passed by Tang instead. Mi was saved.

The two of them got better now.

This was good, Li Rong found out. Tang Mi looks good, but he is actually wild. He is not apostate, but his bones are rotten, willful and domineering. He likes others to hold her and follow her. It is really authentic. Dao's overlord flower.

It's just that Don Mitte can install it.

Most people can't see it.

With her god-level beauty that has swept thousands of horses, the love letters that Tang Mi receives every year are packed in sacks; but the opposite of her strong heterosexual relationship is her extremely abusive homosexual relationship.

So after so many years, there is still only one female friend who can fight against Tang Mi's side, Li Rong.

"This Xiaokai has been chasing you for so long, so don't you consider him?"

Tang Mi traced her lip line in the mirror, and after a while she took back the lipstick with satisfaction. "I have to think about it when he chases me? Then can I think about it?"

Really spoiled stinky girl.

Li Rong looked at her in the stinking mirror and took a picture of her: "Let's go."

It's beautiful enough.

——

At eight o'clock in the evening, Golden Harbor.

Li Rong saw the brightly lit building from a distance, the glazed building covered in silence in the dark night.

She parked her silver golf on the side of the road:

"You get off first, I'll find a parking space."

It was all luxury cars, and couldn't help but glance at the shabby car on the side of the road.

This kind of car is really rare in Golden Harbor.

At this glance, I saw a young girl standing next to the golf ball, thin and slender, her skin brightened by the street light, and when she picked it up, people couldn't help blushing and heartbeat, she was as beautiful as a goblin on a midnight trip.

Tang Mi was accustomed to the eyes of others since she was a child, and before she wandered away with her handbag, Li Rong poked her head out and exhorted:

"The hall is waiting for me, someone needs to talk to you, don't you know?"

Tang Mi waved her hand, motioning for her to hear it.

Two waiters in white shirts and vests stood on the left and the other, carefully filtering the guests. Tang Mi took out the invitation letter from his handbag.

I saw the tall and cold manager in the pestle rushing out just now:

"Cheng, please come in, please come in, rare customers, rare customers!"

It seems to be a big man.

Tang Mi didn't care. The waiter checked the invitation letter, and she entered the door smoothly. When she looked up again, she only saw the corners of the clothes brought by a group of people.

The person in the lead is particularly tall, a bit taller than the others around him, in a suit and leather shoes, wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, and he is also more chic than the average person when he starts.

Tang Mi saw only one back of his head, and felt that the back of his head was also chic and arrogant.

Those who are active have already begun to ask who is this person sacred, and how can the people of Golden Harbor treat it with such prudence.

"It looks like a raw face."

"Didn't you hear Manager Hao call Mr. Cheng? Last name is Cheng!"

"The Cheng family? But I heard that the old man in the Cheng family has no sons."

"...Zhengheng Group, driverless..."

Tang Mi left the discussion behind.

She is not interested in these, this person sees that she is not in the same world.

Li Rong hurried in, the two met their heads, and went straight to the Peony Room on the second floor. They pushed the door in. There were already quite a few people sitting in the hall. The little mate Li Rong was familiar with led the cat over and led them to sit. corner:

"I'm going to come to a big person in a while, I can find out for you, Qin Sisi seems to be walking the way of this person, surnamed Cheng, when the time comes, he will talk about desserts and toast a few more glasses of wine. If he can't say that this role will come back?"

Li Rong punched him: "Man, thank you."

Tang Mi didn't really come to eat, she put her stomach on her stomach before she came, and then went to observe in the hall.

There are three tables in total. The table she sits at should be the staff behind the scenes. Most of the main table is still empty, and the director Qi and the chief producer have not come.

The hall door opened again.

The one who came first was a bald head, and the high-ranking director Qi among the young actors smiled flatly at this moment:

"Cheng, Liu, please, please come in!"

Immediately afterwards, a group of dozens of people came in through the open door.

Tang Mi raised her head subconsciously, but was hitting a pair of cold star-like eyes.

And under these familiar contours and beautifully curved eyes, there is a mole of tears that she once liked the most.

He Haozheng.

The other party obviously recognized her, and the two looked at each other for about a second, and the air tightened for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, He Haozheng faintly looked away, and nodded towards Qi Daoxuan:

"Guide Qi, please."

The corners of Tang Mi's mouth were slightly tilted, and he didn't expect that the man who was so poor that a bun and pickled vegetables could fill it back then looked decent now.

Li Rong hit her.

"Hey, this is not He Haozheng, you would...first love in college?"

Tang Mi nodded.

"Why do I think Director Qi called him Mr. Cheng?"

"It should be someone called."

"Yes, his surname is He, but not Cheng or Liu."

It is estimated to be an assistant.

Sat down there quickly.

Dao Qi gleefully asked the waiter to pour the wine and stood up:

"Cheng, I respect you!"

Tang Mi's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a buzz in her mind.

Li Rongba loudly said: "Cheng..." Is it still the same?

The sound alarmed the main table. Director Qi looked at the side table with a familiar face. He remembered that the crew was planning to sign a contract with this female artist surnamed Tang at the beginning, but he didn't expect...

It is said that I am not kind.

The young girl had a pretty pale face, sitting in that pitiful place, Qi Dao turned her head and asked: "Cheng, do you know him?"

"He Haozheng" glanced at them blankly: "Unfamiliar."

Tang Mi thought to herself, what a wonderful scene.

Back then, the man who could wait a day downstairs for her was not too annoying, but he told others that they were unfamiliar.

So, is this a feng shui turn?

By the way, on the day they broke up, what He Hao said, he said that one day she would make her cry and beg him to come back.

Tang Mi still remembers the look in his eyes at the time, like a wolf.