My Family Really Has A Goldmine

The latest pictures of the tour site have been exposed on various social forums.

Among them, the official Wei of the Huachao Festival was headed, and a photo of the Hanfu was put on the grid, with Rong Rong in the middle.

Forwarding volume has broken through 10,000.

Rong Rong also took a photo of herself and tweeted on Weibo.

A big banyan tree in front of the door: temporary flower **** / doge

[Ah, ah, ah, ah, I don't care what the flower **** in my mind looks like! 】

[Rong Girl is too immortal / crying / crying]

[I've confirmed that my eyes are my woman]

[Even if there is only one day, I want to live with this face once]

[I bended and wanted to make lily with Rong Mei]

[Fairy grass powder! !! I am willing to be the one below! !! 】

This photo of Hanfu went directly to hot search and went out again.

Later, Xinhua News Agency and several credible official media reposted her pictures to promote the traditional festivals of the Chinese nation that have been forgotten.

[Tao, this is the third time that Da Rongrong has participated in public events since last year]

[Seriously, it is not unusual to go out, the key is that she has been out of the circle for three times ...]

[It stands to reason that once a passerby has made a certain resistance to her face, how can she explode three times in a row]

[I did n’t quite understand the tf opening last time, but this time I have eaten her face. It ’s really good-looking. The ancient beauty said it was her.]

[Back upstairs, I understand that tf last time, she usually takes the little fairy route, and that day she changed directly to Leng Yanfeng. Her eyebrows were actually a little British, which was very suitable for picking up the eyeliner. I looked Real Name Heartbeat

Later, someone in the building summarized the high-definition pictures of the big rongrong three trips.

Darong Rong has participated in public activities since last year. Except for the Shenzhen one, the other three appearances have been in the hot search round.

[The first set of black short skirts, to be honest, there are no bright spots. The main ones that are out of the circle are those shy animations. It is the kind of freshness that makes people look cool, and she is cold and white in the middle of a group of warm yellow leather. Really eye-catching. Later, the second set took the same route. Although I wore a carved fairy dress, it didn't give people a particularly stunning look. The third set didn't say anything. The personal high-definition plus cold and gorgeous makeup, really Absolutely, I do n’t comment on this set of Hanfu, but she really wears a fairy sensation. Sure enough, Hanfu relies on fairy support.]

[She really wears it. I love the third tube top dress. It is really invincible to wear a tube top at right angles.]

[Where did the big rongrong's styling team come from? It will wear more than the average seven or eight line starlet]

[Beauty bloggers really make money, how much are these sets together orz]

[Maybe someone has a mine at home, what is the money for clothes?]

[Pai, I do n’t think it ’s too expensive, but she ’s definitely rich.]

[I ’m sure there is money. The out-of-print Hanfu of that wardrobe displayed on Weibo a few days ago was directly blind, maybe a cabinet Hermes just didn't show it.]

[Now the richest beauty makeup at station b should be Su An? I don't know how Darong Rong compares with her]

[Unconditional Su An, not only said what she used, but the priceless paintings on the walls of her house are definitely not ordinary wealth]

[I do n’t understand. Weakly ask, are there any paintings in the background that are really expensive? 】

[Art can be worthless or worthless. Such extinct ones are even harder to find. This is not expensive.

[So Su An is a big fan of Impressionism, I think those paintings she collected are from Impressionist masters]

[Yes, although Impressionist I only know Monet ==]

After the discussion, the post crooked into the artistic genre. Rong Rong did not continue to turn backwards, and the salty fish in peace waited for the end of the event.

Youyuan was so tired that she lay down in the background and pretended to be dead.

"Fortunately, I don't have to go to work tomorrow, I can sleep well at home for a day." Gou Liang sat beside her, sighing deeply: "I finally know why only the two of us in the makeup area are stupid.

Rong Rong gave a perfunctory hum, closed his eyes and rested.

Gou Liang was still telling her: "Go back and cut the vlog and remember to cut out all my unsightly shots."

Rong Rong opened his eyes sharply and collapsed again.

"I don't want to cut it, otherwise I won't post it."

"Do you usually do n’t have enough live pigeons? You're glad you didn't sign the company, or you have to be driven to death." Gou Liang rolled his eyes and began to pity himself: "Poor me, an office worker, arrives Monday I ’m tired from working every day on Friday, and I have time to cut out videos on the weekend. I ca n’t finish the video index without cutting, and I will deduct my dividend. "

Gou Liang signed a new media company at the beginning of this year. In theory, her video will have a dedicated staff for editing and post-production, but she has OCD, the video must be cut by hand, or else the best Not satisfied.

Thanks to the signing of the company, the quality of her video has skyrocketed this year. Coupled with the company's willingness to buy a homepage promotion, fans also rose by 200,000.

Rong Rong was curious: "Your monthly promotion fee is enough to live, so why not consider resigning?"

Dog Liangzhu said twice: "How do you understand the suffering of a greenhouse flower like this? I don't have to be tens of thousands a month now, but I also have to spend a lot of money. Those materials used to shoot videos are from my hard-earned money. Take it here. And this profession is too unstable, in case I'm out of luck someday, how can I rely on the anchorage of station b? How can it be enough? This is all fast money. It can be a matter of luck for a few years. Who can guarantee it? I really have that luck. "

Rong Rong thoughtfully.

"Little rich lady, if one day I have no money, you can support me." Gou Liang smiled and pulled up her sleeve and shook it twice: "With you to support me, I immediately resigned."

"Okay." Rong Rong smiled, adding: "If I wasn't angry at that time."

Gouliang waved his hand unconsciously: "Why can't a fairy be overwhelmed? If it doesn't work, you can enter the entertainment circle and eat by your face."

Rong Rong also knew she was joking and didn't take it seriously.

Seeing her not talking, the dog's conscience wondered if he didn't know what to say. He paused and said, "If you don't rely on your face to eat, you may also learn other bloggers, such as cooperative product development. Maybe you can find a new continent? "

As early as 500,000 fans, many brands came to her for product development.

There are makeup brushes, eyeshadow palettes, all kinds of limited make-up, large and small, but at that time she didn't think of this as a serious career. When she was a blogger, she wanted to share, so all the capitals Pushed it out.

Up to now, the big-up masters of the beauty station in station b have more or less cooperated with various Taobao shops, and it's impossible to tell the truth.

Everyone wants to own a product and was born through their own ingenuity.

"The packaging of domestic products has gradually developed in the past two years. You have learned to paint. The product itself is not familiar with the craftsmanship, and it is also good to make a good-looking outer packaging." The more possible Goliang thought, the more he began to touch his chin. Planning: "And you don't lack money. You don't have to name it for the money of your fans. You can really participate in it and make products that you are satisfied with, and let others do their best."

Rong Rong was really moved by her.

Gou Liang reached out and shook her eyes a few times: "What do you want?"

Rong Rong turned back and looked at her with a smile: "You are really my life mentor."

"Ah?" Gou Liang pointed at himself and pointed to her again, "I'll be your mentor to this rich woman? Don't scare me."

"When you lose your job, I will support you." Rong Rong looked at her with a firm tone.

Gou Liang scolded her with a mouth and scolded her, "Go to your mother, curse who is unemployed, and keep rolling."

Rong Rong ignored it, staring at her with a smile.

Her makeup is as fair as she is today, and there are a few small diamonds under her eyes, so it's a foul to laugh at someone.

Goliang's face was hot from the fairy's look, and she almost thought she was going to bend, but she finally took hold and asked her deeply: "So what's going on with your artist's collection?"

Rong Rong said suddenly: "The final version is out now, it should be pre-sold soon. The editor sent me some. Will you give me a copy?"

"Okay, remember to sign my name." Gou Liang smiled grinning, shameless: "Will write on it, to my favorite Miss Mu Liangqin."

Rong Rong pouted, "I think about it."

"If you were selling well, would your stingy agent still consider giving you a personal art exhibition?" Gou Liang asked her suddenly, nodding his fingers and counting the days: "It's been a long time since your last art exhibition ? Don't your agent eat? "

"She has been abroad, and hasn't contacted me since I returned home after graduation." Rong Rong frowned, guessing boldly: "Did she die?"

"..." Gou Liang looked at her, and after a long silence he fainted, "Shouldn't you be stocked?"

Rong Rong thought for a moment, and thought that this possibility was quite high. After all, among those new artistes signed by her agent, she was the laziest.

If it wasn't for her graduation work to be selected by the academy and selected for the Spring Art Exhibition, she would not have been selected by her agent. She would sign the contract as soon as she graduates, and successfully host the first art exhibition in her life.

In the words of her agent, "sooner or later your talent will be worn away by inertia."

She is simply called Zhong Yong in the 21st century.

Gou Liang said casually: "Hello, you are a flower planter, so why do you have to go back to China to hold an art exhibition, and there are so many large sums of money, you will definitely make more money than you sell paintings to those French people. Do you want to think about it? "

Rong Rong shook his head.

She didn't care about the identity of the buyers, but at least hoped that those buyers would really appreciate her paintings.

For art students, sometimes they cannot make ends meet, and their bones are always carved with indomitable energy.

So many artists are starving.

The two sat paralyzed side by side, and waited for "Blurring Sings" to finally end the final chorus, and the event finally came to an end.

Neither Gou Liang nor Rong Rong came by car, planning to go home by subway.

The two beautifully-looking young ladies in Hanfu stood at the subway entrance and were very eye-catching.

Goliang secretly rejoiced: "It's so cool to be looked at with such amazing eyes."

She was originally very beautiful and generous, wearing a skirt, like a lady from the painting.

Rong Rong suddenly got in her ear and whispered, "You are so beautiful today, don't you want to show Wen Huai'an?"

Gou Liang froze suddenly, his face flushed slightly.

After half-pushing, Rong Rong was allowed to steal the mobile phone, and then sent a WeChat to Wen Huai'an very inadvertently.

[General Wen, are you free now? 】

When Wen Huai'an came over, Gou Liang hurriedly lifted the shelf and Shi Shiran walked towards the man with a gentle smile.

As a result, a hawk stepped on the skirt, and the hawk skirt fell sharply, Gou Liang whispered and grabbed the waist seal quickly.

She reminded Rong Rong countless times before, but did not expect to plant it by herself.

Rong Rong looked at her with red ears, and then looked at Wen Huai'an, not far away.

His eyes were warm and morose, with helpless smiles on the corners of his mouth, but he looked down at the woman in a skirt and did not speak.

Take a look at her shyness like that.

Feelings are the clearest to observers.

He had apparently found it, but he was enjoying it.

Gou Liang is about to invite her for dinner.

Wen Huai'an thoughtfully indicated whether she would take her home with her. Rong Rong waved and refused: "No need."

Gou Liang was a little upset: "No, even if it's big day, someone can't bear the wretched desire to play hooligan."

"Don't worry about me." Rong Rong hesitated for a while, then said, "I will let someone pick me up."

Goliang was restless: "Who? I know?"

"You know, rest assured." Rong Rong urged her: "General Wen is anxious."

Wen Huai'an just smiled slightly: "If I don't send Miss Rong home today, I will definitely not be forgiven."

Rong Rong had to pull out his phone: "I'll let that person pick me up now."

Goliang raised his hips: "I want to watch you get in the car."

In the end Rong Rong had no choice but to call someone.

There called her name gently: "Rong Rong."

"It's me. Can you come and pick me up?" Rong Rong looked at Goliang with a serious face, but he reported his place helplessly.

"OK, wait for me."

After hanging up, Rong Rong spread his hands: "Relax?"

Wen Huai'an seemed to see something. While Gou Liang was getting on the bus, she bowed her head and quietly blinked at her: "Is it Mr. Shen?"

Rong Rong was startled, looked at him suddenly, his expression was overwhelmed.

He just made a small deal with her: "I'll keep it secret for you for the time being, would you please keep it secret for me, shall you?"

Rong Rong nodded blankly.

"Thank you, Miss Rong." Wen Huai'an got up in a soft voice: "If you have time, please cheer for a meal."

After Wen Huai'an drove away, Rong Rong sighed.

This man speaks in such a spring breeze, and it is really complementary to Gou Liang.

Shen Du's car came quickly.

In a busy car, the man's voice didn't sound clear: "Get in the car."

She put the skirt on the car, fearing that the door would be pressed against the skirt, and closed it for a while.

The driver in the front row and Wei Chen turned to look at her at the same time, and said hello with a smile.

Rong Rong was awkward: "You are all here."

"General Manager Shen has just finished his business and is planning to return to the company." Wei Chen explained, adding: "I rushed over as soon as I received a call from Miss Rong."

Rong Rong nodded, his cheeks were a little hot, and he turned to the topic: "Listen to Mr. Shen saying that you took leave recently? Is something wrong?"

With a tense look, Wei Chen quietly looked at President Shen through the rearview mirror.

In the end, he didn't even give him a look.

He smiled bitterly: "There is something wrong with the body, and it is all right now."

When Shen Du urged him to come to work with WeChat, Wei Chen hid in the quilt and brewed for a long time before sending out the sentence "General Shen, my body is not complete yet".

As a result, he was blocked by the other party's sentence "Tomorrow will not be used on time tomorrow".

Now seeing Ms. Rong's tears are falling down with excitement, she can't wait to pack them into Mr. Shen's house.

Wei Chen glanced at the driver Pharaoh and pulled up the partition between the front and rear seats.

Rong Rong's fingers hidden in the big-sleeved shirt froze back and forth, and asked him with a voice like a mosquito, "Trouble you."

"you are welcome."

Specially formulated tone.

After tangling for a long time, I still couldn't hold back and asked, "Do you have any thoughts about my outfit today?"

Shen Du finally looked at her: "Yes."

"what?"

He laughed: "Want to hear?"

Rong Rong nodded: "Think."

Shen Du put down the tablet in his hand, and ticked her finger at her: "Come here."

She leaned on the cushion and approached him, passing her ears obediently.

Shen Du lifted her chin and lowered her head and touched her lips lightly.

The dragonfly was light, and she let go of her soon.

But his lips touched her face again.

Rong Rong was blinded by these two light kisses, very happy, but somewhat dissatisfied.

She pouted: "Is this the only one?"

Shen Du chuckled: "Also, but it's not right now."

"What's not right?" Rong Rong held her hands on the mat, blushing, apparently shy, but still forced him to answer.

Shen Du looked at her watery eyes, and her biting lips.

His eyes lightened: "Don't make a noise."

Rong Rong was suddenly picked up and sat on the man's lap.

His legs were a little warm, and Rong Rong was awkward, but he didn't dare to move.

She rested her hand on the man's shoulder, which was embarrassing, but there was some expectation in her heart.

The man touched the long fringe falling down in her bun, and asked her, "Where is this fairy?"

Unlike the chat on WeChat, it's not indifferent, but the utterance of a man asking with his clear, low voice.

Rong Rong learns from him, but losers do not lose.

She didn't dare to look at him and whispered, "You're in my heart."

Shen Du smiled: "What a smart little girl."

Then she froze her face.

Both of them were talking with qi sounds, and they were just a bit of a nasty love affair, and said something differently.

Afraid that the people in front heard it, they were close together.

The tips of the noses are almost touching.

"Open your mouth." He squeezed her chin and murmured in confusion.

Rong Rong was dissatisfied: "I was Zhang Zhang."

He stopped talking and raised his head to kiss her slightly open lips.

Rong Rong finally knew why Shen Du made her silent.

She couldn't think of it, but the sound of water and the friction of her tongue really didn't know how to hide it.

Especially when she wanted to hide, Shen Du's tongue hugged her strongly, forcing her out, and then stirred with the slight sound of water together.

She was breathing harder and a little breathless.

Shen Du left her thoughtfully and gave her a few seconds of panting time. After her breathing was slightly calmed down, she again invaded the city.

The temperature of the palm against her waist gradually increased.

It seemed to be able to hear the man's low swallowing sound, and Rong Rong's lips were already a little sore, and he fisted in the hand and hit his shoulder.

Shen Du finally let go of her, her eyes darkened.

Rong Rong quietly looked at his chin, and found a faint lipstick mark between the corners of his lips.

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Rong Rong pointed his lips with disappointment: "I have lipstick."

Shen Du's ears were reddish, and his thumb rubbed the corners of his lips at random, but he did not wipe them off.

She sighed dumbly: "I can't erase it."

Shen Du laughed lowly, but blamed her instead: "I'm not allowed to wipe this next time."

Rong Rong's hips: "Why?"

Shen Du stroked her red lips and complained softly: "It can't be wiped off, nor can it be eaten."

Even if it's daylight, you can't resist being a hooligan.

She didn't control her voice for a moment, and retorted: "The lipstick is not for eating."

Shen Du's index finger rested lightly on her lips, with a helpless tone: "Shh."

It's too late.

The car suddenly stopped by the road.

Wei Chen's weak voice came from the front row: "Mr. Shen, Pharaoh and I are a little thirsty and want to get out of the car and buy a bottle of water to drink."

Shen Du looked at the little girl who shrank into a ball and smiled in a tone: "Okay."

"Mr. Shen ..." Wei Chen swallowed, charmingly: "Is there anything I need to bring?"

Shen Du froze for a moment, but had not responded yet.

But Rong Rong, who was full of yellow thoughts, knew instantly.

The boss in the back row hasn't had time to answer, but the future boss will give orders.

The little girl trembled, but still forced her attitude: "If you dare get out of the car, I will let Mr. Shen fire you immediately."

Wei Chen: "..."

But he doesn't like dog food.

The author has something to say: I said that I found myself adding a lot of long comments today, and went in happily.

All yeah ==

Masters, are your fingers really tired, although I am glad to receive a long comment?

I sent a red envelope to the long comment masters, and my fingers worked hard!

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