Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Chapter 399 She is mine, don’t bully her!
2002, April 5.

Saturday.

Early in the morning.

Miss Jiang got up from the bed.

Yawning, she stepped on the cute little slippers her wife bought for her.

Walked out of the room.

When I went out, I saw my mother sitting on a chair in the living room making dumplings.

Miss Jiang was surprised to see the rows of dumplings made from the molds.

"mom."

"Is it the holiday?"

“Why are we eating dumplings?”

...

"I made it for your aunt."

"She has been recuperating at home recently, so it's not very convenient for her to move around."

I replied without even raising my head.

Hear this.

Miss Jiang was stunned.

Oh yes.

My aunt's chronic cold legs have come back.

My legs and feet are not very flexible.

This makes sense.

In fact, when Miss Jiang knew that her aunt was sick, she had gone there for a visit.

We bought some fruit and talked for a while before leaving.

But now I watch my mother making dumplings for my aunt.

She just realized it.

It seems that I haven't done enough.

Ever since.

Miss Jiang feels guilty.

I simply sat down and helped my mother make dumplings.

however.

Two minutes later.

She was driven away by my mother with a look of disgust.

What the hell.

Isn't it just a little ugly?

It’s not like you can’t eat it!

It also has something to do with future marriage!

Intuit!
Which young wife dares to say no to the dumplings made by my brother?

……

A good while.

When Miss Jiang finished washing up and came out of the bathroom.

I have also made the dumplings.

Put it in the box.

"You are going to Ningzhou today."

"Remember to bring back some salted duck when you come back."

"Your Aunt Huang likes to eat it."

talking.

My mother picked up her lunch box and walked out of the house.

Wait until the door closes.

Miss Jiang pouted.

That's right.

She is going to Ningzhou today to participate in the special rehearsal of [Tianxiu Girls].

It is said that it was specially made for the show's preview.

I don't know what it looks like specifically.

But look at that mysterious girl Du Qi.

I guess it’s nothing good.

however.

She actually guessed the truth.

Especially after two hours.

Miss Jiang came to the dressing room of Tenghong Entertainment.

The sister who couldn't tell the difference between boys and girls handed her a bright red hip-hugging dress.

That's how Miss Jiang feels.

What a mixed bag of flavors.

"Is this for me?"

"Yes, Honey."

The male sister snorted, then lifted up the dress and introduced:
“This is Louis Vuitton’s light luxury custom model.”

"It was tailor-made for Honey."

As he said this, he looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

He observed Miss Jiang from head to toe.

"Honey."

"Trust me, this skirt will definitely suit your figure."

Hear the words.

Miss Jiang turned around and glanced at Secretary Wang who was covering his mouth and laughing secretly.

Then he turned his gaze to the assistant who was lowering his head.

"Sparrow."

"Please contact Du Qi for me."

"Tell her I need to change my clothes."

When Zhao Xiqiao heard this, he was stunned at first.

He then took out his cell phone and prepared to make a call.

But at this time.

Wang Jianguo spoke first:

"boss."

"or…"

"Why don't you stop making this call?"

What do you mean?
Miss Jiang frowned, turned around and looked at Secretary Wang.

But the other party said nothing.

Just handed over a cell phone.

This made Miss Jiang look confused.

He took the phone and took a look.

[Xiao Jiang Ning, I ordered the clothes]

[You are mine, wear it for me to see]

moment.

Miss Jiang's face turned dark.

I immediately understood the reason.

It turns out that this skirt was prepared by the eldest daughter-in-law.

The purpose is to play a trick on Mr. Jiang.

The reason for this is most likely the date he had with Gao Jingyi a few days ago.

This made his eldest daughter-in-law feel a little jealous.

Hey.

It’s hard to do…

……

this will.

He looked at Miss Jiang for a long time without any response.

The male sister felt her arms a little tired and asked in confusion.

"Honey."

"Light luxury custom-made..."

"The fabric is so comfortable..."

"Do you really want to change it?"

In a word.

It aroused Mr. Jiang's emotions.

In fact, she also knew.

This was just the eldest daughter-in-law venting her limited dissatisfaction to herself.

If you really want to get angry.

It’s not as simple as wearing a pencil skirt.

and so…

"Change it!"

“No more!”

"Isn't it just a hip skirt?"

"I'll just wear it!"

talking.

Miss Jiang threw the phone to Wang Jianguo.

Then she took the dress and walked towards the dressing room with an indignant look on her face.

.........

And this moment.

This is the editing and directing team.

Johnnie To is discussing the rehearsal script with a director.

But just look at the current arrangements.

It seems like something is missing.

"Director Fang."

"Our main idea at the moment is to stay hidden and behind the scenes."

"But all of your plans seem to be missing something."

...

"It shouldn't be."

"Our writing and directing team has already done simulations on these three script options."

"It is very consistent with the two key ideas given by Manager Du."

That's what it says.

But Du Qi still felt a little dissatisfied.

With a frown, he picked up the three notebooks on the table in front of him and took a look.

Compare item by item.

The more I look at it, the less it seems right.

But Director Fang in front of him has already said it.

This means that all three plans have been unanimously approved by the editing and directing team.

If you don't give a clear direction.

Even if you change it, it won't have any effect.

"never mind."

"I'll go ask Director Chen again."

As he spoke, he picked up three scripts.

Walked out of the director's office.

As I walked, I was thinking about the rationality of the script changes.

But that's it.

She heard some exclamations.

I subconsciously looked back.

It turned out that the sound came from the dressing room in front.

I was thinking that the only girl who should have the task of rehearsal today should be Jiang Ning.

I thought about it.

She went to the dressing room anyway.

As a result, I just opened the door.

She saw a living goblin.

One is wearing a bright red bodysuit.

Her hair falls to her shoulders and her face is rosy.

The figure is graceful.

Every move she makes is full of temptation like a little elf.

Ok.

It's just that the walking posture is a bit awkward.

But that shy look.

But it also makes people feel a pity and desire to protect.

In an instant.

Du Qi actually felt a little regretful about why he was not a man.

If I were a man.

Facing such a girl.

I will definitely find a way to get it.

Then take it home and give birth to a monkey!

Give birth to lots and lots of monkeys!

.........

Miss Jiang here has no idea that she is now being fantasized about being taken back home to give birth to a baby by a woman.

She at this moment.

Already caught up in all kinds of praise.

“The boss is the most beautiful!”

“The boss is the most charming!”

...

"nice."

"Teacher, this outfit is really nice."

This was the evaluation of the two people next to Miss Jiang.

As for that male sister...

"Oh my god, Honey!"

"Your face, your figure, your temperament!"

"You are simply God's favorite!"

"of course."

"It would be better if the chest was a little smaller."

"If it's too big, it'll ruin the overall harmony~"

Too big?

Aesthetics?

These are my strong pectoral muscles.

You know a hammer.

Miss Jiang turned away with disdain.

But before she could refute.

A mouth appeared at the door.

"Wang Gang."

"What do you know, old man?"

"Jiang Ning's size is something many girls would envy."

“It also destroys the sense of coordination.”

"I'm too lazy to talk to you."

.........

five minutes later.

Miss Jiang sat upright on the chair, reading something like three documents in her hands.

At the same time, there was a round-faced girl behind her, helping her do her hair.

"Ginger girl."

"Which of these three options do you think is better?"

Listen to this.

Miss Jiang raised her head, looked through the mirror at the professionally dressed woman next to her, and frowned.

"It's pretty much the same."

"Walking on the catwalk, singing songs, or performing on the big screen."

“In fact, they are all the types of programs that open the show.”

"Of course, for me, singing comes directly."

"But I shouldn't be the only one opening this event."

"If we just sing, there will be no novelty at all."

Listen to Miss Jiang’s comments.

Du Qi nodded affirmatively.

"We know this."

“There are definitely different plans for different categories of players.”

"Now I'm just asking you which one you feel is appropriate."

...

"Singing."

"But if I just sing, my identity will be easily exposed."

"The explosion effect you want will probably be a bit difficult to achieve by then."

Hearing this, Du Qi immediately clasped his hands together.

There was a "pop" sound.

"I just felt like something was missing."

“It’s on this one.”

talking.

She took all three plans from Miss Jiang.

I looked through the details.

At the same time he said to himself:
“The program emphasizes the hidden and behind-the-scenes, but we ignore the unique nature of the artist himself.”

"If we follow these three plans, the show's effect will be halved."

"For the program we put so much effort into, this is like a bolt from the blue."

"so…"

Suddenly.

Du Qi raised his head.

He stared at the little goblin in front of him with burning eyes.

"Jiang Ning."

"Let me teach you how to walk on the catwalk."

------

Catwalk, also known as catwalk.

It usually refers to the steps an artist takes when performing in a stage play.

But here it is.

It's the way a model walks on a catwalk.

Just started.

Miss Jiang thought this thing was very simple.

Isn't it just raising your head, chest, abdomen and hips?

Then keep your legs together and walk forward in a cross-step.

But when I really started walking.

She just knew.

Walking this thing is even harder than marching in formation during military training.

Not just in high heels.

You also need to use the strength of your hips to drive your thighs, and then use your thighs to drive your knees.

Then connect the calf.

Stand up straight and take big steps.

Only then can you bring out the model's aura.

As long as something goes wrong during this period.

There may be scenes of bumping into things or falling down.

"Lift your legs!"

"Look forward!"

“Take big steps!”

"Oh, yes!"

"that's all!"

offstage.

Listening to the model teacher's shouting.

Du Qi rubbed his hands.

He suddenly sighed to Wang Jianguo who was standing beside him.

"Secretary Wang."

"I think your boss was born to be an artist."

There is a clear bias in this regard.

Wang Jianguo responded slyly:

"My boss can eat more."

“And he eats a lot.”

"I'm afraid the food from the entertainment industry isn't enough."

Hear the words.

Du Qi clasped his hands together and pursed his lips.

"Right."

"With this girl's ability."

"If you just focus on making a living in the entertainment industry."

"My sister and I would be living in fear, fearing that our jobs would be taken away one day."

talking.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Subsequently.

She seemed to remember something.

He intentionally turned away from Wang Jianguo, stood up and leaned back.

I came to the corner and sat next to an assistant who was copying down the activity schedule.

"Zhao Xique."

"how's the work going recently?"

Hear the sound.

Zhao Xique looked up in confusion.

But when she noticed that it was Manager Du of Tenghong Entertainment who asked her a question.

I was stunned subconsciously.

"It's, it's OK..."

"Have you encountered any problems?"

"No, no..."

Hearing this reply.

Du Qi nodded.

“If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, you can talk to the company.”

"The company will help you solve it."

...

"Okay, okay."

Zhao Xiqiao responded very meekly.

But just when she thought that the questions asked by Manager Du were all these superficial little questions.

Next question.

This made Zhao Xique sweat profusely.

"Zhao Xique."

"Do you know how many people Mingsheng Media selected for the show [Girls of Tianxiu]?"

...

"I…"

Zhao Xique opened his mouth.

But she found herself unable to say anything.

It’s not because I don’t know the number in the photo.

in contrast.

After the last show ended, Teacher Jiang drew out the names of several people on the program.

Then she was given the task of investigating the basic information of those people.

But now comes the problem.

General Manager Liao had specifically asked her about these things.

Said these are confidential things.

We can’t let outsiders know, especially other entertainment companies.

But now.

But the company that signed the contract with me wanted to know this.

This…

Zhao Xiqiao began to feel conflicted.

On the one hand, you have to respect your promise and not say what you can't say.

On the other hand, I tell myself that keeping my job is important.

After all, the person in front of him was the operations manager of Tenghong Entertainment.

Just a word from her.

It will shatter your dream of becoming a regular employee.

but…

Zhao Xiqiao couldn't bear to go against his conscience for work.

For a while.

In the struggle between two different ideas.

She felt like she was about to cry.

Fortunately.

Just at this time.

A voice like a clear spring interrupted the conversation between the two people.

"Hey Du Qi."

"Queque is mine."

"You are not allowed to bully her!"

------

at the same time.

The parking lot outside Tenghong Entertainment.

A black car drove in slowly.

Then stop the car.

Two people got out of the car.

One male and one female.

The man looked to be in his forties.

Wear simple casual clothes.

Strong build.

The expression on his face was very calm.

The woman was a young girl with flaxen hair.

Wearing sparse and ordinary sportswear.

With a smile on his face, he introduced to the middle-aged man:
"Uncle Ji."

"This is Tenghong Entertainment."

Hear the words.

The middle-aged man raised his head and his gaze paused on the 20-30-story building in front of him.

He nodded and said:

"good."

“It’s a very impressive building.”

Hear this.

Xu Suihe suddenly laughed.

After closing the car door, he said:
"uncle."

“I don’t know if it’s because of your job.”

"I always feel like there's something else behind your words."

Ji Changping laughed at this and shook his head to deny it:
"You girl."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Your uncle Ji is not that boring."

That's right.

This middle-aged man with a serious face is Ji Changping, the team leader of the inspection team sent by Ningzhou to Jiangzhou.

As for why he met Xu Suihe.

Come to the beautiful Luofeng Lake.

Ok.

It was probably the strong comradeship that existed in the military compound.

.........

Miss Jiang on the other side had no idea who was waiting for her at the door.

At the moment, she was rubbing her sore little feet.

From time to time, I would sigh from the depths of my soul.

"Hey."

"Why are these high heels so troublesome to walk in?"

"Queque, what kind of people do you think are capable of dancing in high heels?"

"in those days…"

...

"What was that year?"

Zhao Xique is helping to rub the back.

He asked doubtfully.

As a result, Miss Jiang was stuck instantly.

Because she couldn't explain how she played games with a girl wearing high heels in a nightclub...

There's no way to describe it.

I don’t know how to describe it.

In the end, it can only turn into a sigh.

At this time.

Wang Jianguo came to the dressing room.

He put the clothes in his hand on the stool next to him and said:
"boss."

"Xu Suihe is here."

"Waiting for you in the parking lot."

Upon hearing this name.

Miss Jiang immediately thought of the couple's previous promise to send her food.

Although I'm a little reluctant.

But think of the taste of sweet and sour pork ribs.

At this moment, she actually felt a little inexplicable anticipation in her heart.

Yes.

Sooner or later, I will fall into this eating habit.

……

A good while.

When Miss Jiang walked out of the building with Xiao Queque and Secretary Wang.

I could see the person with flaxen hair in the parking lot from a distance.

A tall woman with a slim figure and unique temperament.

He was standing next to a black car, folding his arms silently.

Look from a distance.

That figure.

Those long legs.

They are all over 1.70 meters tall.

How can they be part of the D clan?

And my brother’s chest muscles are so well developed.

It's just the C major key in piano music.

Hey…

Maybe this is the power of blood.

"What about the meat?"

This was the first question Miss Jiang asked when she came to Xu Suihe.

When the other person took out a lunch box from his bag with a smile.

Miss Jiang asked the second question.

"Where's Tao boy?"

As a result, after hearing this.

Xu Suihe suddenly smiled in a strange way.

"how?"

"A meal of ribs has got you so interested?"

???

Hit the hammer.

Obviously you guys made an appointment...

Just when Miss Jiang was about to speak out.

Xu Suihe shook his head.

"He didn't come."

"It's Uncle Ji who's here."

Who?
Miss Jiang didn't understand at first.

But just now.

The driver's door of the car was suddenly opened.

A serious middle-aged man got out of the car.

"Hello Jiang Ning."

"I am Ji Changping."

.........

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