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

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Long He may say she doesn't care, but from her debut to where she is today, with dozens of people in her team, every single one of them needs money.

What's more, the person who gave the money was Ding Heng.

This young boss never interferes with Longhe's work, and he certainly doesn't use performance-based agreements to force the team to meet revenue targets.

The only personal request he made was that he wanted to develop a relationship with her that went beyond brotherhood.

From Sister Zeng's perspective as someone in the industry, there are plenty of artists, but a lucky charm is something you can only dream of.

If it were any other female celebrity, let alone stripping naked and lying on the bed, she could bark happily like a dog.

But Longhe is stubborn; he dares to reject people so decisively.

Not only did they refuse, they also had to adopt a completely businesslike attitude from now on.

Over the past few days, Sister Zeng's hair has almost turned white from worry.

"Mr. Ding."

Sister Zeng still decided to say a few words in defense of her artist.

“Longhe didn’t mean to embarrass you last time. She’s just slow to react when it comes to relationships, and she doesn’t understand many things.”

"I see."

"She actually cares about you a lot."

"I understand that."

"then you……"

Sister Zeng hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Sister Zeng wants to ask if I will withdraw my investment because of this?"

Having her thoughts directly exposed, Sister Zeng gave an awkward smile.

"I am indeed a little worried."

She decided to stop hiding it: "The team has just stabilized recently, and Longhe won the championship of 'Singer'. The next stage is crucial for development. If there are any changes in the investors at this time, it will have a great impact on her and the team."

"You are honest."

There's no need to beat around the bush with Mr. Ding about this.

Sister Zeng has a straightforward personality: "In the past two days, many people on the team have been asking about the situation. I didn't dare to tell them much. I just said that the finance department was conducting a normal audit and told everyone to work with peace of mind."

What are they thinking?

"What else can I think?"

Sister Zeng smiled wryly: "It's not uncommon in the industry for artists to offend big bosses and for investors to prepare to punish them."

"Do not worry."

Ding Heng finally gave a clear answer: "The investment will not be withdrawn, the team will not be disbanded, and everything will continue as usual."

Sister Zeng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Ding Heng wasn't deliberately causing trouble, everything was fine.

The two arrived at the suite door.

Ding Heng raised his hand and knocked on the door. A dozen seconds later, the door was opened a crack.

Long He had just removed her makeup, wearing a loose sweatshirt and athletic shorts, showing no airs of a celebrity.

Upon seeing Ding Heng, she immediately put on a cold face: "Oh, Mr. Ding, you've arrived quite quickly."

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow slightly and retorted, "Miss Long made the call herself, how could I dare not hurry?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Long He opened the door and turned to Sister Zeng: "Sister Zeng, come in too."

"I won't go in."

Sister Zeng wasn't stupid; she decisively took a half-step back and said, "You guys talk first. I still need to confirm the follow-up procedures with the production team later."

"no……"

Long He could easily see through her thoughts, and quickly said, "Can't we just leave those things to the assistant?"

"There are a few details that I need to confirm personally."

Sister Zeng remained expressionless, and after speaking, she turned to Ding Heng and said, "Mr. Ding, I'll be going now. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything."

"it is good."

Longhe watched helplessly as her agent quickly left, leaving her to the unscrupulous investor.

Before turning into the corridor, Sister Zeng even turned back and gave her a look, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Just give in...

Long He was speechless and said irritably, "Are we going in or not?"

"If Miss Long doesn't welcome me, I can leave now."

Ding Heng spoke cryptically, then made a move to leave.

"you……"

Long He instinctively grabbed Ding Heng's arm, but quickly realized something was wrong and let go.

"Since you're already here, come in and let's get this straight."

"Is it that you're not welcome?"

"Which sentence did I say I wasn't welcome?"

"It's written all over your face."

"I'm in a bad mood!"

Longhe angrily moved aside.

Ding Heng smiled, walked into the suite, and looked around.

Do you have any wine?

"No."

Where's the water?

"promise!"

Long He took out a bottle of mineral water and casually tossed it to him: "This is all I have. Drink it or not, it's up to you."

Ding Heng caught it steadily, and sighed, "Our benefactor flew all the way to the capital, and can't even get a cup of hot tea?"

Long He turned around and glared at Ding Heng: "Do you really enjoy threatening me with your status as an investor?"

Ding Heng innocently replied, "How did I threaten you?"

"Private jets, salaries, audits..."

Longhe began to count and calculate the accounts one by one.

She questioned, "You say you didn't arrange it, but who knows if you and Lin Man are putting on a show? One of you plays the good cop, the other the bad cop, and then you make me think you're incredibly magnanimous?"

Ding Heng smiled wryly: "Brother, have you been watching too many romance dramas lately?"

"Who's your brother?"

"Miss Long."

"And don't call her Miss Long."

"So she'll be called Mrs. Ding? It'll be only a matter of time..."

"roll!"

Longhe grabbed a cushion and threw it at him.

Ding Heng raised his hand to block it, laughing even more heartily.

Sure enough, teasing your brothers is still the most fun.

Long He crossed his arms, turned his face away angrily, and refused to look at Ding Heng.

"What exactly do you want from me today?"

"Let me explain."

"Finished explaining?"

"It hasn't started yet."

Ding Heng unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and tilted his head back to take a sip.

"The private jet was booked by Lin Man, and she also arranged for salary approvals and financial audits. I only found out this morning, and I've already given her a good talking-to on your behalf!"

"What lesson? It's all because you two were flirting!"

Longhe retorted irritably.

She used to think Lin Man was some rich, beautiful, and mature woman, but in reality, she was just Ding Heng's little secretary.

As for how the young and strong boss disciplined his secretary, the details are best left unsaid.

Long He asked, "Why is she targeting me?"

Ding Heng replied, "I feel that you made me unhappy and I want to stand up for you."

"look!"

Long He immediately seized on the key point: "It's all because of you!"

"She made the decision on her own, and you can blame it on me?"

"She is your secretary."

"She's nominally a secretary, but in reality, she's practically half a person in charge of the company and has her own judgment."

"Doesn't she listen to you?"