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

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After doing all this, she took a half step back, looked herself up and down, and smiled with satisfaction, as if she had completed an extremely important work.

"All right."

Lin Man's posture was respectful, her foxy eyes sparkling, yet she showed no intention of seeking credit whatsoever.

It seemed as if serving the man in front of her was her duty, a matter of course.

Ding Heng reached out and pinched her chin.

"Is there a spare car in the garage?"

"Yes, which one would you like to drive, boss?"

Lin Man tilted her head back, letting Ding Heng knead and play with her, her voice sweet and soft.

"Should we keep a low profile, just like before?"

Let's be a little more high-profile today.

Ding Heng let go of her hand and grinned: "After all, I'm going to sleep with a big star!"

Lin Man couldn't help but chuckle. She covered her mouth with her hand, her foxy eyes crinkling, her shoulders trembling slightly, and it took her a while to stop laughing.

"Boss, you can't go easy on her. You have to use at least the same force you used on Sister Qing yesterday, so that the big star knows what's what!"

Lin Man walked quickly to the entryway cabinet, opened the drawer and took out a car key.

Ding Heng took the key, ignoring the foolish fox's teasing.

Now, Lin Man's sense of propriety in front of him is superb; she knows exactly which jokes are pleasing and not offensive.

"By the way, boss... Yan hope's parents are arriving tomorrow. If you're still with the big star then, what should I do?"

Ding Heng instructed, "You take care of them for me first. Arrange things as they should. Don't be too deliberate, but don't be too perfunctory either. We'll talk about the rest when I get back."

"understood."

Lin Man nodded obediently, then asked, "What about the title? What identity should I assume?"

"As long as they're one of our own."

"Are they one of us?"

"Are you still trying to hide it from her father?"

As long as Lin Man, that vixen, appears in front of Zhao Yanxi's parents, Zhao Xingguo will immediately understand.

Ding Heng took the elevator down to the garage, and a few seconds later, the engine roared low outside the villa.

…………

Longhe usually stays in high-end hotels or is chauffeured around when he comes to Hong Kong, so he was completely unaware of how crowded the streets were.

She pulled her hat down low and walked aimlessly along the sidewalk.

She didn't know which street she was on, or which direction she should go; she just didn't want to stop.

After hanging up on Sister Zeng's phone that day, she sat quietly in her hotel room for nearly twenty minutes.

The investors wanted to meet with her. They wanted to have dinner alone.

The other party spent so much money on her... private jets, top-notch teams, contract terms that could be changed at any time, even her mother advised her to "think it over carefully".

In the past, she could deceive herself to numb her own ignorance, but now that the other party has spoken up, she has no room to pretend to be stupid.

But Longhe didn't want to go.

She knew very well that without this investment, she wouldn't be where she is today.

The resources, team building, and contract flexibility that come with going solo are all top-tier benefits in the industry. Any artist would be tempted by such an opportunity.

But she just didn't want to go!

So she chose to leave the hotel, not wanting to wait for the "investor's" call, and even less wanting to sit in the room repeatedly trying to convince herself, "This is work, this is normal, this is the price you have to pay."

She's not that kind of person. She's never learned how to compromise herself in her entire life.

But she hadn't figured out what she really wanted.

After thinking it over, she remembered Ding Heng again.

She wondered how her best friend would react if she actually went to the dinner party.

It just so happens that she is in Hong Kong now, and Ding Heng is also in Hong Kong!

But Ding Heng himself is after a rich woman, so what can he do to help her...?

Longhe stopped in front of a tea restaurant, hesitated for a few seconds, then pushed open the door and went in. He carefully ordered a glass of iced lemon tea and sat down at the entrance.

Because she had slipped out in a bit of a hurry, she had put on the wrong sunglasses. Since she was only wearing ordinary sunglasses, she didn't dare to make too much noise.

A passerby just walked past her and glanced at her a couple of times, almost stopping to check on her.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly...

Suddenly, a deep engine roar came from afar, and an eye-catching silver-gray Ferrari stopped in front of Longhe.

"Beautiful girl, are you here alone??"

Someone shouted in Cantonese.

Longhe initially thought it was some local rich kid who was stupid and wanted to leave quickly to avoid trouble.

I subconsciously looked up, but was instantly stunned.

Ding Heng rested his arm on the car window sill, tilted his head slightly, and chuckled.

Long He asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"Just passing by."

Ding Heng remained expressionless: "I saw a pretty girl drinking tea alone and felt a bit down, so I came over to check on her."

Long He's lips twitched. He subconsciously wanted to retort, but he was so upset that he couldn't say anything.

"Where's your rich girlfriend? Wasn't she with you?"

"She's busy."

Ding Heng asked casually, "What, do you need to see her?"

"No."

"Are you alright?"

"No……"

"That's perfect!"

Ding Heng lightly pressed the horn twice.

"Get in the car, bro, I'll take you for a ride!"

Chapter 345: Sincere Brotherhood!

Longhe opened the passenger door and bent down to sit inside.

After briefly glancing around the car's interior, she turned and stared intently at Ding Heng.

Where did you get this car?

"I……"

Before Ding Heng could finish speaking, Long He had already given his own judgment.

"Alright, no need to say anything, it must have been arranged by that rich woman surnamed Lin, right?"

She tried to appear indifferent, but she emphasized the word "rich woman" very heavily.

Ding Heng remained expressionless: "You can think that way if you want."

"Pshaw! It's just a sports car, it's not like I can't afford one..."

Long He turned his head away, muttering to himself.

"What did you say?"

"nothing."

Long He continued muttering to himself, his expression full of resentment.

Ding Heng stepped on the gas, and the car started and drove away.

"how did you find me?"

After muttering to himself for a few minutes, Longhe turned back to ask again.

Ding Heng said in a serious tone, "I heard that there's a passerby at a tea restaurant near Central who looks a lot like Long He, so I came to take a look."

"what!?"

Long He was startled: "A passerby? Where did you see that? Have I been exposed?"

Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Long He was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly reacted and raised his hand to smash Ding Heng's shoulder with a hammer.

"Ding Heng, are you kidding me?!"

"We're driving...we're driving..."

"I hate you!!!"

Long He angrily withdrew his hand, his expression even more resentful.

After a long silence, Long He began to scrutinize Ding Heng closely.

A custom-made suit, an expensive watch...

Longhe doesn't know much about luxury goods, but he is a spokesperson for some brands, so he has a basic eye for them.

She said sarcastically, "Why dress up like that? Like a peacock displaying its tail feathers?"