"Since Miss Wei doesn't like it, will I fire her?"

Wei Yiming glanced at Jiang Cenran with a smile on his face and said slowly: "Secretary Xu seems to like me very much. It just so happened that my studio wanted to recruit people. If President Jiang is willing to give up, I certainly agree."

"She should not be suitable for working in your studio. If you have a shortage of people, I can help you find a photo."

Speak nonsense seriously.

"After all the time, Mr. Jiang is still reluctant to let such a beautiful woman go, I understand." Wei Yiming looked tactful.

Jiang Cenran: “…”

Wei Yiming flirted with water, and his slightly moist eyes were circulating, "Is there anything wrong with Brother Cen Ran? If it's okay, I will continue to take a bath."

Jiang Cenran's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll over and asked, "When will the business be opened?"

“August 5.”

"The little princess's birthday is indeed a good day."

After being teased for no reason, Wei Yiming's cheeks bulged and his chin was slightly raised. The princess was very stylish: "That was, if it were the past, it would be a big day for the whole country to be happy."

"I probably won't be able to come back that day."

"It's okay, just give it a gift."

Jiang Cenran's thin lips curled up in a light curve: "Forgot to prepare."

Wei Yiming slowly approached the camera with a delicate face and opened her bright red lips: "I originally thought that if Brother Cen Ran could give me a gift that I was satisfied with, I would release you from the small dark room so that Mr. Tang would not have to use the special assistant's cell phone to make a call. Now - I have to forget it."

Jiang Cenran pressed his eyebrows, and the little girl had many routines.

Wei Yiming had a sweet smile on his face, and his black eyes were full of ghosts, "So goodbye."

Jiang Cenran, who was on the other side, looked at the phone screen where he cut off the conversation, and a sneered at the corner of his mouth.

After returning the phone to Pei Chuyan, he asked, "Has the little princess' gift been arranged?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang."

*

Three days later, Wei Yiming's studio officially opened.

Jiang Yuyang not only promoted her on Weibo, but also encouraged friends in the circle to help her promote her, but she also came to the stage in person: "Congratulations to the opening of the Little Princess Studio, and Happy Birthday!"

"I, Yangyang, are the most loyal." Wei Yiming hugged her for a long time.

A group of friends also sent flower baskets and shouted in circles of friends, so one morning, the studio was crowded with people.

But after lunch, the supporters were less visible to the naked eye.

Wei Yiming and Jiang Yuyang were both suspicious and puzzled, and there was no reason to cool down so quickly.

After a little inquiry, I found out that Gu Wanyin had held a show in a nearby shopping mall, and there were many entertainment artists to support him.

After hearing this, Jiang Yuyang almost got angry: "I'm picking today's day to show my own self-defeating, and it's obvious that I'm clamoring to us."

Wei Yiming's eyes also turned cold, and she was making trouble for her on such a great day today.

It's hard to bear.

"Have you heard that? All the large screens in North City are promoting Gu Wanyin's show."

"Such a big deal?"

The two students passing by were discussing in surprise while drinking milk tea.

"Gu Wanyin is just a fashion designer, has such great ability?" Jiang Yuyang obviously didn't believe it, "I'll ask someone to inquire."

Looking at the studio that was decorated little by little according to his own ideas, it was now deserted and lonely, and Wei Yiming was in a mood that it was difficult for him to stay happy.

After a while, Jiang Yuyang's agent called back: "I helped you inquire from different channels. The big screen promotion was instructed by President Jiang."

"Impossible." Jiang Yuyang directly denied.

"I was also afraid of making mistakes, so I asked several people."

"It must be something wrong, I'll hang up first."

Jiang Yuyang opened the speaker, so Wei Yiming heard everything without missing a word.

Her fingertips curled up slightly, pulled the corners of her mouth, and said indifferently: "It's no wonder that it's Mr. Jiang."

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding. Gu Wanyin is used to using despicable means. I will call my elder brother to ask clearly."

Wei Yiming did not stop Jiang Yuyang, but no one answered the number that Jiang Yuyang dialed out.

"Forget it, close the door first."

"Guo Nuo." Jiang Yuyang looked surprised.

"What should we do when we encounter something that is hit?" Wei Yiming's mouth was pulled upward, and his dark eyes were covered in coldness.
Chapter completed!