Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

In the dark night, the girl grabbed the phone that the man just gave her, and walked out of the hotel door with the other party.

Huo Mingzhe looked extremely polite, but the strength in her bones enveloped her like a shadow.

"Huo...Mr. Huo," Bi Ming bit her peach-colored lips and seemed a little uneasy, "I will call a car back myself, I really don't need to send it."

The man looked down at her, the height of nearly 1.9 meters made the girl even more petite.

"Don't mention this, aren't you cold?"

The girl's snowy back was exposed in the air, and he felt hot just at a glance, so he unbuttoned his clothes, took off his coat, and put it lightly on her shoulders.

"Huh?" The girl stretched out her hand and touched the clothes that was still warm. She raised her head in surprise, just in time to hit the man's dark pupils.

"Get dressed, it's windy outside," the man pursed the corners of his lips, his voice a little hoarse, "You're a little kid, don't catch a cold."

Bi Ming blinked, but did not refuse: "Thank you, I will give it back to you when I get in the taxi."

"Don't be so polite," Huo Mingzhe's eyes were deep and the bridge of his nose was high.

Bi Ming knew that the other party's seemingly understated greeting was both teasing and temptation.

What should be the answer?

The girl's long eyelashes drooped quietly, and she stepped back, leaving an inch of distance.

"Well, it's a lucky thing to meet Mr. Huo. Thanks to your help, I got my mobile phone back."

Huo Mingzhe smiled calmly at the girl's reaction, and continued to ask, "Is there one more thing?"

"Mr. Huo... Thank you very much." She was a little hesitant, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white face, "I didn't expect him to..."

The man could see that the girl was a little embarrassed, but he tried his best not to show it.

He stared at her profile, and saw that the black eyelashes turned down like a black and soft fan, flipping up and down from time to time, as if to imply the girl's inner nervousness.

She has a tender face, but she tries to pretend to be sophisticated and calm, which is fresh and interesting to Huo Mingzhe, an old fox who has penetrated the hearts of people.

He comfortably said, "Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen again."

Thinking that Huo Zhengqi's salty pig hand almost touched her arm tonight, the man squinted again and added:

"As an apology, I will give Miss Yan a satisfactory explanation in a few days."

Bi Ming was startled and raised his eyes to meet his.

Could this guy be serious?

In her expectation, Huo Mingzhe is still in the stage of seeing his feelings, why is he cleaning up his cousin for a whim?

As everyone knows, this is Huo's cleanliness addiction.

If Huo Zhengqi were here, I'm afraid he would also be heartbroken by this unpredictable disaster.

He only stretched out his hand once!

However, Huo Dashao's heart lake, which has been calm for so many years, rarely ripples, and no one can stop him even if he is willful.

Bi Ming was too lazy to guess if this was another test from the other party. According to Yan Qingxia's character, she straightened her back and looked back at him seriously: "Mr. Huo, what are you trying to do?"

"We just met by chance, Mr. Huo is still your cousin."

She was already suspicious of his motives.

Like a small animal that sensed the approach of a hunter, and looked vigilantly in the direction he came from.

From Huo Mingzhe's point of view, the girl is more and more wanting to be loved when she is holding her posture, her neck is white and slender, as elegant and moving as a swan, it is easy to arouse a beautiful thought—

If she kissed such a proud part while caressing, wouldn't there be a lovely flush on her face?

"Mr. Huo?" The girl tilted her head slightly and called him again in confusion.

"...Sorry, I suddenly thought of something very interesting." The man's slender eyes were dark, and his voice gradually became lower, "You don't have to worry, although that is my cousin, but if I do something wrong, I will also I won't forgive him lightly."

"As for what I want to do," Huo Mingzhe said, paused and stared at her meaningfully, "Just treat me as a good deed every day."

The girl subconsciously avoided his hot gaze.

This person is too cunning. A businessman who handles countless money in minutes and can cause stock market volatility in an instant, wants to pretend to be a good person in front of a little girl who is not deep in the world.

"I'm going to call a taxi." The girl clicked on the taxi app on her mobile phone and seemed to emphasize, "Anyway, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Huo."

The man didn't stop her, but just smiled lazily, like watching a bird in a cage trying to spread its wings.

For women, he may have seen too much, and he is not interested, like a volcano that has been silent for a hundred years.

Unexpectedly, when I met her, the volcano suddenly recovered and the lava boiled.

So rare, how could he let him go?

***

In the early morning, in the early morning, the agent brought breakfast to pick up Bi Ming to the studio.

The little assistant stared at the manager nervously, wondering how the boss, who had multiple jobs and was so busy, was free to come here today.

Not long after Bi Ming woke up, she put on a hydrating mask on her face, and her hair was rolled up and fixed behind her head.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when I took a taxi back to the apartment yesterday, and I didn't even get enough sleep for a beauty sleep.

"Qingxia..." Sister Wen looked at the girl with complicated eyes, "Are you all right?"

Bi Ming shook his head.

Sister Wen saw a man's coat on the sofa with sharp eyes. It seemed that he was wearing it yesterday, and she was suddenly shocked. Shouldn't we have spent the night together last night?

"Qingxia... Are you sure you don't need me to ask for leave from the crew?" Sister Wen asked hesitantly.

Bi Ming continued to shake his head.

It's not that she didn't speak on purpose, but she didn't like to move her facial muscles when she was doing the mask, which affected the fit between the mask paper and the lips.

Seeing that she was unwilling to speak, Sister Wen looked unhappy, and some unspeakable pictures suddenly appeared in her mind.

The one who looked very imposing, Xiao Xia had a cold and stubborn temper, I am afraid he suffered a lot.

When she left Jinyan Restaurant last night, it was the first time she saw the boss look so afraid of being alone.

"Al, do you want to find the director to replace Xiao Xia?" she asked tentatively.

The next second, Mr. Huo turned his head with a twisted expression, and roared: "Change your fart! Now what I should worry about is whether my brother will change me—"

Sister Wen suddenly understood, it seems that Yan Qingxia will be the ancestor in the company who really wants to contribute.

So she came in person early in the morning. You must know that in the past, Sister Wen was in charge of several artists, and her popularity was much higher than that of Yan Qingxia. How could she have time to pay attention to an 18th-tier newcomer?

For a savvy agent, Bi Ming has no idea.

When in power, this kind of person is still very useful.

"The scenes to be filmed today are relatively heavy, one in the morning and two in the afternoon, both against the male supporting role." Sister Wen flipped through the notice sheet, and then went back to explain to the assistant, "Simmer some rock sugar Sydney water and warm it in a thermos. Here, Qingxia only has to drink when she is resting."

Assistant Nana nodded.

"The food on the set is very cold. In this weather, you should try to order takeout for Qingxia in advance before the show. Don't be too exciting with less oil and less salt. After the meal, the company will issue a reimbursement..."

The assistant was very depressed when he remembered the group performance lunch he had eaten with Bi Ming a few days ago.

Good guy, she just knew that the meal company that used to film the movie could reimburse it.

Soon after, Bi Ming, who had packed herself up, was taken to the nanny car by the enthusiastic Sister Wen.

"Qingxia, this brand of car is the best in the company, and it will be used to pick you up in the future."

"Sister Wen... Would this be illegal..." The girl stroked the soft leather seat with a hesitant expression on her face, "I, I still owe the company a lot of money."

Sister Wen waved her hand boldly: "It's okay, you can use it first, otherwise it will be vacant to accumulate dust."

When she thought of the boss's boss standing behind Yan Qingxia - her own big boss, she immediately became very motivated.

No matter how long the boss can be fresh, at least now he has to do his best to get a chance for promotion and salary increase.

Bi Ming sighed silently, look, just the fox and the tiger's prestige can obtain such substantial benefits.

It's no wonder that the female stars in the entertainment industry all have a "background", and there are only so many resources.

Halfway through the car, the assistant swiped his phone and suddenly called out "Oops".

"What's this for?" Sister Wen glanced at her, "What's the fuss about?"

"I saw Kua Qingxia's draft - 'The most beautiful matchmaker whose appearance surpasses Yun Zhen's is about to come to Neiyu'..."

The assistant swiped and said with a wow: "Damn, several marketing accounts have posted this article, and the comment area is full of Yun Zhen's fans scolding people."

Sister Wen frowned: "We didn't ask public relations marketing to write such things to Qingxia."

"It's obviously going to be killed. It should be bought from the opposite family." The assistant lady is very familiar with this kind of routine, but she scratched her head in a flash, "Where did we come from the opposite family?"

"These marketing accounts..." Sister Wen took the phone and glanced at it quickly, "They are all raised by Ce Xing, so there is only Yun Zhen."

The assistant was puzzled: "How could it be her?"

A top-notch flower, not going to water awards, vying for endorsements with other popular female stars, and self-depreciating for an 18th-tier young rookie?

At this moment, Bi Ming, who was leaning on the massage seat, opened her eyes and said lightly, "It's normal, because she's blasting me."

These words were so self-confident that they immediately drew the attention of Sister Wen and her assistant.

"Qing Xia, uh - judging from our current popularity, it seems that there is no way to threaten others." The assistant reminded weakly.

Sister Wen pondered for a moment, then looked at Bi Ming again: "You did a good job in the play "Summer Love Letter"?"

In her opinion, if these announcements were sent by Yun Zhen, it means that the other party attaches great importance to this drama, so that the second daughter will die before the drama even airs.

"I don't know." Bi Ming's eyes were lightly raised, and there was a bit of coquettishness in her laziness, "It should be a little bit better than her."

Seeing her in such a mood, Sister Wen couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while, so she turned her head to look at the assistant: "What's the matter?"

The little assistant stretched out his hand, leaving a slit between his index finger and thumb: "Qingxia is right, it's '100 million dots'!"

Miss Wen: ?

"Because of Qingxia, the director changed the 1v1 emotional line to 2v2, and added a lot of opposite scenes with the male protagonist."

Sister Wen immediately understood: "Is there any opinion from Yun Zhen?"

"Yes," the assistant showed a slightly subtle smile, "Her opinion is that the male lead and the male supporting cast only like the female lead, but no one listens to her."

After all, the acting is inconsistent and the sense of substitution is poor. The director specially designed a lot of scenes for her, but she couldn't play the heroine's sense of Su.

The most terrifying thing is that her interaction with the male protagonist is completely artificial saccharin.

When you are tutoring homework, you look at each other and smile, you chase after school on the way to school, and you accidentally fall in the office...

All kinds of scenes that should be green and sweet, the effect of the performance is really strange, and Xu Daying never leaves his hand, and often presses the scene when acting, Yun Zhen is almost dead.

The only one who didn't get stuck in the scene with Xu Chengyang, and was even able to compete with each other, was only his own.

Even as an audience, the assistant couldn't help but feel sorry for Xu Chengyang's performance of Xia An and Bi Ming's Gu Dongyue.

The director was even more overjoyed. The two acting schools directly sublimated the quality of the whole drama. As soon as the shots of these two people came to him, he was very comfortable in shooting. As long as he wanted to explain clearly what he wanted, they would show almost Perfect performance.

After Sister Wen understood these details, she couldn't help sighing: "That's no wonder, if I were in Yun Zhen's team, I would have killed Qing Xia."

After thinking about it, she looked at Bi Ming again: "This kind of draft is generally the most difficult to deal with. You may have to be mentally prepared, and you may be criticized in the short term."

There was a very shallow pear vortex on Bi Ming's right cheek, and her thin lips parted lightly: "Thank you, Sister Wen, I know."

To hold and kill is indeed fatal for a newcomer.

But Yun Zhen should have never heard of it. There is another saying: Smart is mistaken by smart.

These announcements, from another perspective, are also building momentum for Biming Tea.

It's not that anyone can directly target the "top streamers" as soon as they debut, the most important thing is-

If after the broadcast, the top-notch big flowers are really crushed by the 18th-tier newcomers, then all the heat that has been raised now is equivalent to making Bi Ming a wedding dress.

Isn't the fastest way to become famous is to step on the senior's position?

Bi Ming looked at the passing scenery outside the car window and raised the corners of her lips gently.