Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"Alright, come out now."

Long He peeked out, her hair slightly disheveled, and her cheeks flushed an unnatural red.

She sat up, adjusted the straps of her nightgown slightly, and dared not look in Ding Heng's direction.

"Eat."

Ding Heng put on a short-sleeved shirt, sat down at the table, and broke open a pair of disposable chopsticks to hand to her.

Longhe took it, picked up a piece of cantaloupe, put it in his mouth, and chewed quietly.

Are you going up later?

Ding Heng opened another bottle of beer.

Why not go up?

"Let's just squeeze in here."

Ding Heng downed more than half a bottle of wine in one gulp: "We've shared a bed since we were kids, so let's have a good chat."

Longhe lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

"Just squeeze in?"

"if not?"

"Hmm... I'll go up then,"

She silently ate her fruit salad: "So that Xiao He won't go crazy tomorrow morning if she doesn't see me."

Ding Heng remarked, "Xiao He is quite responsible in his work."

"really."

Long He said frankly, "I've had three assistants so far. Although Xiao He is a little less capable, he has improved very quickly."

Ding Heng suddenly suggested, "Why don't you ask Sister Zeng to promote her and arrange some other work for her to get some experience?"

Long He was taken aback: "Why?"

Ding Heng didn't answer, he just smiled and continued drinking.

Long He wanted to press for more information, but then a thought suddenly struck him.

That's right!

If Xiao He gets promoted and is no longer her personal assistant, then the side bedroom in her suite... will be empty, right?

but……

Does "brother" mean that?

Chapter 323: Delicious Brothers

7:00 AM the following morning.

Xiao He sat blankly at Sister Zeng's desk, not even having taken a sip of the soy milk in his hand, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over his head while he was half asleep.

Her pupils dilated slightly: "What? You want me to go talk to Lu Ciyuan?"

Sister Zeng clasped her hands together, her face full of sincere "I'm doing this for your own good" attitude.

“You know Lu Ciyuan. He just came out of a talent show this year and is very popular. The company has high expectations for his future development. But his team is not yet fully built. His agent was temporarily transferred from another group. They lack an executive agent who can keep things in check.”

"But Sister Zeng, I've only been working here for a year!"

Xiao He lacked confidence: "I haven't even fully gotten used to Longhe yet, and you want me to follow a new traffic driver?"

"So what if I've been with the company for a year!"

Sister Zeng kindly advised, "You've been working with Longhe for a year! It's no exaggeration to say that you've learned more in one year than others have in three. The company values ​​your practical experience, which is why they felt comfortable transferring you there."

Xiao He's expression twitched, and he was speechless for a moment.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Sister Zeng transformed into a caring older sister, pouring out her heart and continuing to paint a rosy picture for Xiao He.

"As you know, the company is expanding recently, and we are indeed short-staffed. You also understand the situation on Lu Ciyuan's side... The fans are highly engaged, and the business resources are also sufficient; all they lack is a reliable team. After you go there, you won't just be an executive agent; once the team is fully built, you will have the opportunity to move up."

The company trusts you, that's why they're giving you this opportunity. Go for it! If you really can't do it well… Longhe also said there will always be a place for you by her side.

When Sister Zeng mentioned "Longhe," Xiao He suddenly realized the key point.

"Does Long He... know about this?"

Logically speaking, Zeng Jie wouldn't make a decision to change assistants without Long He's approval.

Moreover, she had been with Longhe for a year, and while her work wasn't perfect, she hadn't made any major mistakes.

Besides, is the company really that short of staff? They're clearly very wealthy; they can afford to provide Longhe with a private jet, and they've never stopped expanding and recruiting artists!

Besides, Yang Sijie has been in the industry for so many years, is it really that difficult for her to find a reliable agent or assistant for her artists?

So why did Longhe replace her?

Was there something I did wrong, or did I accidentally offend her in some way?

"Of course I know..."

Sister Zeng feigned sadness: "Long He is also reluctant to part with you, but she also feels that this is an opportunity for you. After all, you can't be her personal assistant forever. People should aim higher."

How could I not know? It was Long He who brought this up in the first place! Who told you to be such a third wheel and interfere with her being affectionate with the man!

Xiao He was still unwilling to give up: "Then can I see her and talk to her?"

Sister Zeng's expression was subtle: "She might be a little inconvenient right now... Also, I've already booked your plane ticket, it's a 9 o'clock flight, you'd better leave now."

"Nine o'clock! Leaving today? Isn't that too sudden?"

"They're in a rush over there. Lu Ciyuan has to join the crew tomorrow, so you should go ahead and get familiar with the team."

Sister Zeng chuckled and patted Xiao He on the shoulder: "Don't worry, call me anytime if you have any problems!"

Xiao He picked up the artist's information and walked out of the office, still feeling dizzy.

Longhe is inconvenient.

Is there anything inconvenient about it?

Meanwhile, inside the executive suite.

A yoga mat was laid out in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. A woman in a Longhe yoga vest and black tight-fitting sports shorts was maintaining the standard downward-facing dog pose in yoga.

Arch your back, raise your hips, and firmly support yourself with your palms on the ground.

Ding Heng pressed down on her lumbar spine and gently pulled her forward.

"Move forward a little more... Yes, lower your shoulders, don't hold back."

Longhe did as instructed, his neck forming an arc.

"Take a deep breath, don't hold it in."

Suddenly, Ding Heng slapped him across the face.

"Snapped!"

After the crisp sound, Ding Heng called out again.

"Keep your legs straight! Hold for five seconds."

Feeling the burning pain radiating from his buttocks, Longhe was filled with shame.

But when she thought about the countless similar interactions she had with her brothers when she was a child, she couldn't make a scene and could only obediently follow orders.

Ding Heng's hand brushed across her waist, then moved down her spine, his eyes scanning her continuously.

Dude, that physique is so tempting!

Long He's body trembled slightly, feeling a subtle tingling sensation.

"Relax."

Ding Heng placed his hand back on the hollow of Long He's lower back, gently pressing down with his thumb to massage her tense muscles.

Long He let out a short, nasal sound, then bit his lower lip to swallow the sound back.

"Change legs."

Longhe straightened up and then tried standing forward bend.

Ding Heng walked around to her front, grabbed her hips with both hands, and gently pulled her back.

"Shift your weight backward."

Long He did as instructed, feeling a stretching, soreness in his body, along with the subtle friction of Ding Heng's fingers.

"Is it alright?"

"Um……"

"Then let's switch to the other side."

Long He's breathing became unsteady, and she could vaguely feel her brother's gaze, as if he were appraising her body.

"continue!"

The next group is core training.

Longhe lay on the yoga mat, crossed his arms behind his head, bent his legs and raised them with his knees pointing towards the ceiling.

Ding Heng squatted down beside her, his palm protecting the back of her neck.

"When doing crunches, tuck your chin slightly and don't use your neck for leverage. Imagine your ribs moving towards your pelvis, rather than letting your head reach for your knees."

Longhe took a deep breath and began doing crunches.

Longhe exercises regularly, so his core strength is not bad. After a set of fifteen reps, he finally felt a slight burning sensation in his abdomen.

She gritted her teeth and persevered, but by the twenty-second count, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the range of motion in her curls noticeably decreased.

Ding Heng called out: "The last three."

Longhe struggled to roll up the twenty-first one, his body trembling like a leaf.

"one."