I came to the city center to buy some clothes for Feng Ling at the mall. Although this is a Japanese "bad" girl, it is all the past. Who has not ordered a person's past? There is no need to hold on to it. The Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, and then rewrite it back to the right place. It is a "good" girl!

There are many such "hard people" in small island countries, and they need someone to rescue them!

Gods of War, stand up!

"What style of clothes do you like?" Zhang Heng hugged Feng Ling's small waist, walked into a shopping mall, and asked with a smile. The little waist is indeed very thin, but it is very 'sturdy' and not soft at all! I don't know if it was because I was nervous when I hugged her, or if I had trained all the muscles on my waist to death for so many years!

"..." Feng Ling had a bright red face and didn't speak. She would feel shy when she was held by a man in public. It was true that martial arts illegitimate, but it did not mean that she was thick-skinned!

"I don't know how to choose? It's okay, I'll choose it for you!" Zhang Heng smiled, and gently patted the other person's buttocks in secret, taking advantage of it!

Feng Ling dared to be angry but dared not speak out, so he could only let it go!

...

Li Qian looked at the flowers on the table and frowned. She didn't know who was so boring. She was a bouquet of roses every day, and it was vulgar!

"In the future, you don't have to sign for such express delivery for me, or just throw it into the trash can if you collect it!" Li Qian called the secretary in and scolded him.

"Mr. Li, I didn't collect this flower!" The secretary shook his head innocently. When she came this morning, no one had sent the express delivery at all!

"Didn't you take it? Who put it in my office?" Li Qian frowned. She and her secretary usually come in in the office. The secretary usually opens the door. The head of the company's logistics department also has the keys, but without Li Qian's permission, they won't come to open it!

The secretary shook his head, and she didn't know either!

Li Qian thought for a while, waved her hand and said, "Okay, you go out first!" After the secretary left, she reached out and took the roses over and looked at them. It was not taken by the secretary. Who would have sent them in? Is it Zhang Heng who gave her roses? After thinking about it, she shook her head. Yesterday she also called Zhao Xue and knew that Zhang Heng was taking care of his son in Yunhai City. It was impossible for him to come to the capital. Who else could it be?

Dingling...

The phone on the desk rang!

"Hello, I'm Li Qian!"

After Li Qian answered the phone, she was silent on the other side for a while. A man said in a lazy voice: "Miss Li Qian, hello, do you still like it? I wonder if I can invite you to have dinner together?"

"Who are you?" Li Qian asked curiously. It would probably not be too simple for those who can put flowers in their office silently!

"My name is Yang Zhengyang, and I am your admirer!"

"Yang Zhengyang?" Li Qian was stunned. In recent days, I often heard people talk about this name. It seemed that a young man with a very background mixed up the "water" in the capital, but he didn't expect to find his head!

"Haha!" Yang Zhengyang smiled: "Miss Li must have heard of me!"

"There are not a thousand people who admire me, but there are hundreds of them. I don't know that you are a gangbang. I also have a man, and I am very happy. I hope you don't do such boring actions in the future. It's quite annoying... a country bumpkin..." After saying that, Li Qian hung up the phone!

Yang Zhengyang was stunned with the phone, "The country bumpkin?" This word made him angry from the bottom of his heart. Who is the country bumpkin?

However, he quickly shook his head and laughed again, muttering to himself: "It's interesting!"

Li Qian leaned on the chair, frowned and thought for a while, picked up the phone and called a number. The bullshit admirer called her, there were only two possibilities. First, she fell in love with herself. Second, she fell in love with the wealth she had. No matter which of the two possibilities, she would not let the other party succeed!

Li Qian is not the silly woman who was the third son of the Zhao family who could scare her!

"Sister Wang, recently there is a little face named Yang Zhengyang who has troubled me. Look, are you helping the little sister check his background?...Okay, okay, then I'll wait for your call!"

After making several calls in a row, Li Qian leaned back on her chair and smiled slightly. She didn't care at all, but Li Qian had a small circle she managed in Beijing. With the beauty products developed by Hailongguo, she was always good at all levels. Basically, she could talk to any lady of any level. It was really easy to deal with a "outsider".

As for martial arts, your own man is not a decoration!

"Yang Zhengyang, what a bullshit name!" Li Qian muttered to herself and cursed.

...

Zi Yan'er got out of the car, and the sixteen bodyguards, eight men and eight women, were basically inseparable from the house. With the popularity of the purple beauty now, this was not a sensation. The super rich woman had enough wealth to make 99.9% of the world's people moved, and some things had to be guarded against!

Macho Film and Television Company!

Hong Qiuxia heard his subordinates say that Zi Yan'er came to the company. She was stunned for a moment, and stood up from her office chair with a wry smile and greeted her. I don't know why this young lady remembered the company today, but she didn't dare to neglect at all. She knew Zi Yan'er's identity better than anyone else!

"Yan'er, why don't you say hello to your sister before you come!" Hong Qiuxia came out to greet her in person. In the eyes of outsiders, she already gave Zi Yan'er enough face. Although she is the world's top star, Hong Qiuxia's identity is not bad. Macho film and television company, a super company with assets worth tens of billions of dollars, has a close connection with Zhangjiadao. To put it bluntly, this company can completely determine the life and death of an artist. He said that if you make you famous, you can become famous, and if you can't become famous, you can make you famous. On the other hand, if he wants to ban you, I'm afraid that few people can escape!

Zi Yan'er smiled and said, "The decision I made on the temporary basis is to come and have something to discuss with Sister Hong!" She was also very polite to Sister Hong, knowing that although this woman is not young, she may not be able to have an affair with that bad man. Who can guarantee such a thing?

Back in the office, Hong Qiuxia personally poured Zi Yan'er a glass of red wine, and asked curiously, "If you have any questions, please discuss anything, Mr. Zi will just give instructions!"

There was no one in the room, and Hong Qiuxia didn't dare to ask for help, so she called Yan'er, and changed her name to Zi Zheng directly!

Zi Yan'er sat on the sofa, shook the goblet in her hand gracefully, and said with a smile: "It's nothing big. I'm just a little bored at home recently and want to find something for myself. I just got a very good script from the Internet recently, and I want to shoot it!"

Making a movie? Hong Qiuxia was stunned for a moment, reacted and asked with a smile: "Zi always wants to be the heroine? I don't know what kind of drama it is, is the investment big?"

Zi Yan'er smiled and shook her head and said, "This time I not only want to be the heroine, but also be the director myself. As for investment issues, I don't have to worry about Sister Hong. I can invest myself. For the specific amount, I will order 200 million US dollars first, and take a photo first. If the money is not enough, then add the budget."

For Zi Yan'er, 200 million US dollars is a "play" whether it's a loss or a profit. The little rich woman is not short of this amount of money now.

"You invest in scripts yourself as a director?" Hong Qiuxia shook her head with a wry smile. That is, this young lady, if someone else had asked her to blow it out, she would invest in and act by herself, and even the director was you. So why do you want to do with a macho film and television company? Wouldn't it be better to open a film company by yourself?

But this purple star is the boss of a macho film and television company. One of the two bosses, and the shares he holds are not less than those of Zhang Heng!

She said she wanted to be a director herself and invested in making movies by herself. No one dared to say that she was not a word!

"What do Zi always need me to do!" Hong Qiuxia also knew herself. Zi Yan'er must have something to give her when she came.

"Sister Hong helps me form a crew. As for the roles, I will choose it myself." Zi Yan'er smiled and said that he came here this time to form a crew. It's not just about having money, just about having a director. The entire crew, from starring actors to extras, from lighting to photographers, associate directors, factory affairs, etc., all have to be fully equipped. In this regard, it's better to give Sister Hong than to be blind!

"This is not a problem! I directly draw personnel from the company to form a crew. Soon, I don't know when Mr. Zi needs it?" Hong Qiuxia nodded. This is not a difficult task!

"The faster the better!" Zi Yan'er said with a smile!

Zi Yan'er wants to invest in a kung fu film, telling the story of a generation of female heroes. She invested 200 million US dollars. After Hong Qiuxia reads the script, she will know that she will definitely not be used. So much money is too wasteful. Of course, if Zi Yan'er wants to arrange a kung fu film into a "fantasy film", that would be a different matter!

...

When Zhang Heng received a call from Hong Qiuxia, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Let her do it for herself. Anyway, she has money, and 200 million US dollars is not even considered a hair for her!"

Zi Yan'er has at least 60 billion US dollars in her hands! But this money is all in Zhangjiadao Bank, so how can it not be levied on the outsiders' land?

"Husband, what do I want this dress!"

"Hey, take off your clothes. My boyfriend wants to buy them for me. They are so expensive. Can you afford to wear dirty clothes?" A woman shouted arrogantly, and a bald old man in his early fifties stood beside her.

Feng Ling didn't seem to see them. She passed by them and walked to Zhang Heng, looking at Zhang Heng with a red face. She seemed to be saying, is it appropriate?
Chapter completed!