Your Most Faithful Companion

She stretched out her hand for more than ten seconds, as she wished to throw into a slightly cold embrace, and then her body vacated, and her whole person was picked up.

The 18-forbidden version of Cen Sen in his dream seems to be really gentle.

Ji Mingshu shrank into his arms and murmured a reminder, "I'm here for my aunt."

The subtext is that you don't want to do anything in your dreams.

Cen Sen didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard that her aunt came in her sleep, the first thing she thought was that it's best not to stain the sheets, and found a blanket from the closet to put it under her.

These years, there are probably not many bosses like him who are sympathetic to hotel cleaning staff.

After putting Ji Mingshu in place, Cen Sen wanted to get up, but Ji Mingshu was very clingy when he was uncomfortable, and he held his neck and refused to let go. It took him a bit of strength to pull the claws off and barely stuff them into the bed. .

Twenty minutes later, Cen Sen took a shower and went to bed to rest. Ji Mingshu rolled into his arms very quickly like his own temperature sensor. He hugged him tightly with both hands and kept moving towards him. Rubbing against his chest, there was not much blood on his lips, and the temperature was faint.

Cen Sen had planned to pull her away, but she unconsciously, suddenly kissed her chest, which was so numb and soft.

Cen Sen paused, the compassionate heart that hadn't been seen in 800 years came back to light, lay on her side in her direction, and swept the person in her arms.

-

No dream for a night.

Early the next morning, Ji Mingshu woke up from a **** river. Seeing Cen Sen beside her, she suddenly thought she was in Mingshui Mansion.

After seeing the decoration of the hotel, she poked Cen Sen with a finger.

——No response, but alive.

Why is he here?

Ji Mingshu didn't know that Cen Sen had entertainment in the imperial capital last night, and thought he had already set off for Star City when he sent the message.

So after she arrived in Star City yesterday, she didn't contact him specially, just didn't want to live with him.

Who knew he was still lingering, he ran over again.

After waking up, Ji Mingshu lifted the quilt, covered his stomach and moved carefully under the bed.

She didn't want to take care of Cen Sen's sleep quality, it was just because she couldn't make large movements, and if she didn't pay attention, the river of blood under her body would surge like a second bank burst.

When she entered the bathroom and squatted on the toilet, she temporarily entered the safe zone.

She put her elbows on her knees, her hands resting her cheeks.

After a while, she felt bored again, so she picked up the phone and flipped through it.

There were a lot of unread messages on the phone, except for the daily greetings from the real and fake sisters who spent money, Cen Yingshuang, who is often hidden from time to time, even sent her a WeChat account.

Cen Yingshuang: [Xiaoshu, did you go to Star City with Asen? Will you stay for several months this time? 】

Ji Mingshu didn't think much about it, but he responded with a "Little Maruko nodding" emoticon, and typed again: "Yes, it will take a month or two."

When she finished, she paused at her fingertips and suddenly remembered something.

My sister-in-law has always been fascinated by experiments. How can I care about whether they are at home or abroad or the capital star city? This news should be asked for the family.

The family members are worried...Cen Sen stays in Star City for too long, what will happen to Anjia? But didn't Anjia have already gone abroad with his family?

Ji Mingshu only knows little about the old things about the Cen family. When Cen Yang left when she was a child, she even believed that Cen Yang was simply going abroad to study.

Later, when I grew up, I knew more or less about internal cause and effect, but the Cen family kept secrets about this matter, and outsiders knew only limited.

After a while, Cen Yingshuang sent another message.

This news should be regarded as Ji Mingshu's guess.

Cen Yingshuang: [Xiao Shu, you should also know a little bit about Anjia. Anjia has recently returned to Star City. The old man is not at ease. So if Asen has any contact with them, you should remember to tell me. 】

Settling back to Star City? The old man's uneasiness is excusable.

Ji Mingshu thought for a long time, repeatedly typing and deleting, and finally sent the word "good" out.

Just tell the family, it shouldn't matter. And Cen Sen would not necessarily contact An's family, even if he did, he would not necessarily let her know.

After finishing the psychological work of being a spy for himself, Ji Mingshu finally has no more guilty conscience. She got up, washed her hands, and was about to go back to bed to sleep again.

But as soon as the door opened, she saw Cen Sen standing outside, as if about to raise her hand to knock on the door.

Her heartbeat missed a beat, and the sleepiness of regaining sleep disappeared instantly.

"You, you are awake."

"What?" Cen Sen looked at her calmly.

"Nothing," Ji Mingshu got stuck and asked again, "Um... why are you here? I woke up and saw you shocked."

Cen Sen briefly explained two sentences, of course, Li Wenyin had been ignored by him.

Hearing what he meant, he already knew he was going to the show? Ji Mingshu turned the subject away and said: "By the way, I'm going to the TV station to sign a contract this afternoon. You can lend me the lawyer."

"Well, I will ask Zhou Jiaheng to arrange it for you."

Ji Mingshu nodded and turned sideways to make way for Cen Sen.

Cen Sen entered the bathroom, and she kindly helped close the door again.

After the door closed, she pulled the doorknob and let out a long sigh of relief.

-

The Star City has always been hotter than the emperor. Near the end of summer, there is still a high temperature of nearly 40 degrees in the afternoon. The roadside camphor is brightly tanned, and the leaves are drooping, becoming an indispensable part of the lazy afternoon city scene. .

After eating lunch, Ji Mingshu took a beauty nap. After waking up, he dressed up for another two hours before he could meet the standard of going out to meet people.

The driver and the lawyer woke up and fell asleep in the car. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, they finally boarded Ji Mingshu and set off for the Star City Radio and Television Building.

The production assistant of the "Designer" program group was responsible for receiving Ji Mingshu. Ji Mingshu was not happy at first. In this life, there are still people who dare to take an assistant out to receive her, which is also an eye-opener.

But then she didn't know what was going on, so she changed her position and thought about it. She thought that the assistant would be an assistant. It was not easy for a little girl.

This little assistant has never seen such a big amateur. Before he said a few words, he lowered his momentum a few times before he knew it.

Fortunately, the contract was drawn up by the program team a long time ago. Everybody is a template. She only needs to watch people sign it.

But Ji Mingshu didn't accept the contract, and only looked at the man sitting on the other sofa, "Lawyer Wang, please take a look."

Assistant: "..."

It's amazing to have a lawyer.

The man called Lawyer Wang accepted the contract and put on his glasses to review it carefully.

"This article on 1.12 only puts forward a privacy restraint clause for my client, Miss Ji, but does not make a requirement for the privacy restraint of the program group. I think this is not reasonable."

"The definition of copyright ownership in Article 2.09 is too vague. The copyright of the works designed by my client to participate in the program should be unconditionally owned by my client."

"This article 3.01 manages my client’s social accounts for publicity content definition that is too broad, and does not make appropriate restrictions on timeliness, which is very unreasonable."

...

Lawyer Wang picked out more than a dozen loopholes in a small mouth, and seemed to condemn the lack of rigor of the program team's legal affairs.

The little assistant was dumbfounded.

No, she is not a celebrity. Why does an amateur appear on the show and demand so many contracts? Others just sign it without looking at it.

She slowed down and said calmly: "Well, Miss Ji, our contracts here are all in a unified template. Everyone signs it like this, there will be no problem."

Lawyer Wang: "You are not the person in charge of the show, and your guarantee does not serve any legal purpose."

Assistant: "..."

Ji Mingshu had just hypnotized herself and accepted an assistant’s reception. Turning around, Attorney Wang picked out so many loopholes in the contract. Her ill-tempered temper instantly became clear, "Call your person in charge over."

The producer is receiving Li Che, so how can I take care of you?

The little assistant slandered silently, standing motionless.

Ji Mingshu didn't have so much patience. While wearing sunglasses, he said, "Since your program group is so insincere, it doesn't matter if you don't sign this contract."

"Wait, Miss Ji!" Although she is only an amateur, but the contract can't be smashed into her hands. The assistant hurriedly apologized, "I'm really sorry, because the contract we issued here includes celebrity artists. Some corrections are made on the basis of the template. If Miss Ji feels dissatisfied, I will help you contact the producer now to see if I can make some corresponding adjustments."

This is like a human word.

The little assistant asked her to wait, and hurriedly went to another VIP reception room on this floor.

Today, Li Che came to record the program, the program was finished, and he just signed a contract with them. At this moment, the producer is receiving him personally, explaining the legal affairs brought to him by the contract clauses one by one.

When it was almost finalized, the assistant came and knocked on the door.

The producer asked: "What's the matter? Has that Miss Ji signed already?"

"Ji...Ms. Ji brought a lawyer here," the assistant said, "the lawyer thinks that some clauses in the contract are unreasonable and need to be revised."

The producer frowned, exactly the same as the little assistant thought before: She is not a star, who wants to take advantage of her? There are so many things to be able to show on Star City. I really don't know how high the sky is.

The producer has a little friendship with Meng Xiaowei, and originally wanted to invite Meng Xiaowei and Li Che to talk about CP on the screen.

However, Meng Xiaowei and Li Che have already agreed to unbind them in private, and it is not suitable to record the show together.

A few days ago, Meng Xiaowei strongly recommended Ji Mingshu to the producer. On the one hand, he thinks that Ji Mingshu is very suitable for this show. It is also good to be a good recommendation; on the other hand, he thinks that Ji Mingshu has a good image and temperament, if she and Li Che can be made It's even better to go with a CP.

The producer also felt that her ideas were very ok, so he decided on Ji Mingshu and released an initial plan.

But yesterday the sponsors were very dissatisfied with their plans. Li Che and Ji Mingshu were not allowed to speculate on CP, and Ji Mingshu was not allowed to be a key subject.

They figured out what the father of the gold master meant, and felt that the father of the gold master didn't want other designers to steal the limelight of the two he wanted to hold. For a while, his enthusiasm for Ji Mingshu also faded a lot.

At this moment, the producer heard that Ji Mingshu was dissatisfied with the contract, and immediately wanted his assistant to convey the meaning of "If you like to sign, you can get away if you don't sign."

But Li Che smiled suddenly, "Miss Ji? I know."

He pushed the contract on the table: "It's better to use my template for Miss Ji."