To The Lovely You

   Ke Shaoze and He Yanzhi had some unpleasant troubles because of the "robbing a relative". The two came "hand in hand" and walked "back to back".

   When he arrived at the parking lot, He Yanzhi saw a fragrant beauty sitting in Ke Shaoze's car, and his tone couldn't help but become a little sour.

   "Yo, Mr. Ke... When did you get such a girlfriend and you didn't bring it to everyone?"

  I didn't expect that Ke Shaoze's speed was actually more than a little or two points faster than him. That woman still looked familiar, she seemed to be a little-known hostess in H City.

   "Why, are you envious? Are you jealous?" Ke Shaoze gave him a sidelong glance, and whistled at the beautiful woman in the car, "Baby, let's go, ignore him!"

  He Yanzhi slowly rolled down the car window and gave the woman a wink: "Beauty, are you interested in hanging out with me?"

   That flamboyant girl just pursed her lips and smiled at him, and said nothing else.

   "Go away!" Ke Shaoze stepped on the accelerator abruptly and rushed out.

  He Yanzhi's Land Rover was left alone, looking a bit desolate. He sighed, took out his mobile phone and made a phone call at home: "Mom, a few days ago you said you wanted to introduce me to the daughter of the group, make an appointment with me! Well, see ten people in one night, OK!"

Ke Shaoze's car drove halfway, and suddenly remembered that there was a very urgent matter to deal with, so he said to the **** girl in the co-pilot: "I want to go back to the studio, do you want to... just wait for me in the car. a while?"

   "Okay." The woman curved her red lips and gave him an extremely charming smile.

The moment    walked into the studio, Ke Shaoze suddenly found that all the employees were quiet and looked at him with extremely ambiguous eyes.

   A lighting engineer, Xiao Wang, who is usually more daring, joked: "Kuda boss, we just saw it! Have you been dating the hostess of the toilet seat recently?"

  The stylist girl interrupted him: "No, no, no, not long ago, she was a talent show singer named Meier, how did she become a hostess?"

  The gold medal photographer Xiao Li immediately corrected: "You are all wrong, our big boss is just playing with them, not even a relationship, right?"

   "Yes..." Ke Shaoze stepped forward and patted Xiao Li on the shoulder, with "just right" strength, "To your size! Work hard for me! Are you too busy, arranging me behind your back every day?"

   "Cough, cough..." Xiao Li clutched his shoulders that were about to fall apart, quickly escaped from Ke Shaoze's claws, and sought his own protector, "Sister Qiao Yi, please help me!"

   As he spoke, he ran towards Joey and hid behind her. In the eyes of this group of young people, Qiao Yi is relatively old, and the boss of Ke Da has always trusted her.

  Joy was sorting out her vanity case, and since the group of employees discussed Ke Shaoze's gossip, she has been absent-minded.

   Heartache, but helpless. Since taking the wedding photo for Su Rou Rou, he seems to have changed a lot...

  Because of his career, he often deals with some female stars and female anchors. The handsome and rich young photographer naturally attracted those women to embrace him frequently.

   However, in the past, he deliberately kept a certain distance from them, and made a clear distinction between work and private life. Now, he has actually accepted all his flirting with the group of women, and even took the initiative to ask them to meet.

  Thinking of this, the sharp eyebrow trimmer accidentally cut Qiao Yi's fingertips, shedding a shocking line of blood...