The media in the financial and economic sector are amazingly efficient.

Perhaps it was because of the speed that had been developed over the years. When the two newlyweds toasted at the wedding, they had already sent out the first version of the news.

[Jing Yu, the head of Yunjing Group, married actor Tang Shu!]

Two people who have absolute influence in both fields do not need exaggerated titles at all. Simple text descriptions are enough to cause uproar on the Internet.

And the fact is just as these financial media expected, after the news of high-definition pictures and short videos was released, more and more people received pushes on their mobile phones.

"Damn?"

"Damn it!"

"What's the situation? This is, I'm confused, I'm really confused!"

"Did I not wake up? No, I must have drunk too much last night and I have to sleep and get back to bed..."

"I'm still immersed in Tang Shu's unexpected titles. As a result, there's no news about her in the past six months. I'll give her a tnt bomb?"

"What tnt? This is obviously a mushroom cloud, a mushroom cloud!"

"Married, these two got married so soon? Are you teasing me..."

"Actually... they have been in love for several years, and they don't know how long it takes to get engaged. Isn't it normal to get married? "

"The problem is, Tang Shu is only 22 this year? Whose artist got married so early?~~ Why don't you care about Xingyao Media?!"

"@Xingyao Media, I promise not to beat you to death. This is how your company operates? Have you been threatened by someone with ulterior motives? If you kidnapped, you will blink!"

At the wedding, Shen Yan and others sat next to Luo Lin, originally planned to regard today as a holiday, but the buzzing sound from his phone was too frequent, so he had not even had a glass of wine.

The private message was slowly coming, and even the administrator and the old fans were no longer calm. We don’t know if my idol got married?

Unforgivable!

Shen Yan, who was staying in the major fan clubs, couldn't bear it and felt a bitter face and secretly whispered in his heart.

Don’t you know? I didn’t receive the notice in advance. If you want to say it’s wronged, I’m even more unfair than you!

#It turns out that we are all injustice#

"Sister Luo, let's find out about the private messages from old fans?"

Lorraine, the head of Xingyao Media, has entered the stage of giving up. "What do you know? I have the final say on the company, but I am not the only shareholder."

This strong woman deeply understood a sentence, that is, if there are too many lice, she will not be afraid of itchy. She took out her mobile phone and uploaded a shareholder structure diagram of Xingyao Media, and the text is provided by the way:

【What I say doesn't count】

Administrators and fans: "..."

"You've died young, uncle is seeking power and usurping the throne!"

"It turns out that even the company belongs to someone else? Luoda agent, your courage, you can fight with her. The courage to rectify the company is the role model for our working people."

"I'll go~~ The shareholder change time was three years ago. I said why was the uncle so lazy to film? I thought she had too many part-time jobs, but it turned out that she had the final say?"

"I strongly ask the uncle to open business. After getting married, my life matters have been done. Is it time to do the serious business?"

"Yes, yes, we don't choose TV series and movies. It's better to be on a few variety shows and any TV station will do it!"

"In the first lunar month, a few big bombs were scattered and disappeared without a trace. Do you know how we spent the past six months? I'm sorry for us if I don't come out to open."

"By the way, the event of fans exceeding 100 million has not been completed, so what about 110 million or 20 million? I would like to remind the uncle, I owe us more."

The old fans couldn't hold back and rioted completely.

***

When the short video platform was dominated by a pair of newcomers wearing big red wedding costumes, the two parties had already returned to the Palm Pavilion Villa first.

The parents of Jing Tang took over the hospitality matters, and there were special people in the nearby hotels to hold the tables. Xie Yunqing and others, who originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a wedding room, finally timid in Jing Yu's dark eyes and retracted their seats to have dinner.

"Forget it, for my life, let's not join in the fun."

"Director Xie, you are scared?"

"You can do it, if you don't take into account the fact that someone would have to invest in me in the future..."

Xie Yunqing shook the red wine in the goblet, very glad that he still had a trace of reason and did not really rush forward.

Geng Qiuqiu "cuts" and pulled the ending tone to the long, fully expressing his disdain. Zhang Yilin's eyes turned and pulled the person aside.

"Don't be dying, don't want to act in his movies in the future?"

"...Okay, just give him some face."

Several colleagues sat at the same table and ate and chatted, but in a short while they reached a lot of cooperation. Whether it was a scene or a variety show, it was easier to use than attending internal entertainment exchange meetings.

The two people who had returned to the Palm Pavilion walked into Jing's house hand in hand in big red wedding dresses. The red dress was dragged onto the green lawn, and this color combination had a different beauty.

"Is it really okay for us to leave like this?"

"Don't worry about them, it's been a day."

It is already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the summer day is long. At this time, the sun is still hanging in the southwest. Although it is not as hot as noon, it is still very strong.

What's more, the wedding outfits on the two of them are Chinese retro styles with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Tang Shu's ink hair was squipped up and fixed it with a few unique golden stairs. Standing beside the bright red bed, he looked a bit graceful and noble.

Jing Yu gently took one and looked down at her, "Is it heavy?"

"It's OK, not heavy."

I haven't worn it for a long time.

The Tang family was a famous family in Damo. The glory of his ancestors being named marquis by the monarch continued to the Tang Shu generation. The royal family also needed to attend when necessary occasions. She was very familiar with ancient headdresses.

However, in the past four years, Tang Shu has become accustomed to a light modern outfit, and today he is really uncomfortable when putting on makeup.

Jing Yu stopped her hand that showed her white wrist because she raised her up, "Sit down well, I'll help you."

He seemed very patient, and even if he was not familiar with the ancient headdress of women, it did not affect his interest, even though he was a little slow.

Ancient headdresses have their own set of front and back makeup orders, but Tang Shu did not speak and quietly watched the fun through the mirror.

One sitting and one standing, one still and one moving, there was only the rustling sound of hairpins colliding in the room, until the last small hair-like thing was removed, and three thousand hairs fell like a waterfall.

Jing Yu leaned slightly, put his hand on her waist, and hugged the person from the dressing mirror.

Tang Shu was shocked by his sudden movements and naturally wrapped his hands around his neck to maintain balance.

"Scared me."

"With me here, what else do you have to worry about?"

Jing Yu hugged her and headed straight to the bed. Tang Shu quickly glanced at the bathroom, "Not yet..."

“Wash later.”
Chapter completed!