Shining Stars: First Producer

No matter how long time has passed, every time they reunite, Lucheng can clearly feel the warm and familiar atmosphere around them, which will always make people relax involuntarily, just It's like coming home.

Sighing softly, Lu Cheng took a peevish glance at the man with a playful smile over there, and said with a smile, "Then according to you, I shouldn't come here when you're in your company, I'm leaving now gone."

Lu Cheng said in a serious manner, and without waiting for other people to react after speaking, he turned around and left directly.

The man originally thought he was joking, but before the smile on his face was formed, he saw Lu Cheng's movements, and he couldn't help but froze for a moment, then couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Sister Lu, don't listen to this fool's nonsense," the person standing next to Lu Cheng quickly reached out to grab his arm, and his mouth was full of dissatisfaction with the person who just spoke.

Lu Cheng's eyes involuntarily glanced to the side, and it was this glance that made him almost unable to control his desire to laugh.

"I was wrong," sighed helplessly, the person just felt uncomfortable under the gaze of his companions, especially those who were not friendly, and even had some reproachful eyes that filled her heart. Man was at a loss, simply put his hands behind his back quickly, lowered his head and said loudly.

Feeling that she was clearly reluctant, but still looking down with her head down, Lu Cheng couldn't help but blinked, stretched out her hand and patted his shoulder, unable to bear the smile that surged up in her heart anymore, lightly He smiled and said, "Well, I heard that."

Although at first he knew that Lu Cheng was just teasing him, but the other party's behavior just now still made him feel a little bit drummed, and he was only secretly relieved after hearing this clear sentence.

Lu Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the people around him, frowned a little at a loss, pondered, and said tentatively, "I'm just here to see, if you have other jobs, you can go."

"Let me walk around here with you." Seeing the person beside him obediently returning to his seat although he was reluctant, the person who started talking rolled his eyes and jumped to the ground with brisk steps. In front of Lu Cheng, he asked.

Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment by his sudden question, and after he reacted, his eyes couldn't help flashing across a bit, dumbfounded, but he still nodded slightly under her expectant gaze.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," Lu Cheng said softly, looking at the man with a bright gaze, although there was a bit of helplessness inside, but there was still no way to cover up the light.

After getting Lu Cheng's accurate answer, the man involuntarily swiped his fingers on his chest, as if he wanted to publicize the excitement in his heart.

But he forgot that the people next to him were staring at him with nothing. After making this action, he immediately won the disdainful and envious eyes of the people next to him. That person only felt that he seemed to be someone else. The hottest target in his eyes is like the only target in a shooting competition.

The emotion and metaphor that involuntarily surfaced in his heart made him feel a little helpless, and a lot of it was involuntarily brought out on his face, but he quickly put it back, but in the eyes of others, it was a little bit Smug taste.

"This person is really good at stitching together!" Someone took a sneaky look at Lu Cheng, then turned around and carefully complained to the person sitting next to him, and rolled his eyes coquettishly and timidly, the movement was extremely smooth .

But the person sitting next to him couldn't understand his emotion at all. He rubbed his hair in a daze, and asked timidly, "He is just a tour guide for the wife of the president. Used it?"

As she spoke, the dazed look on her face turned into a sudden realization, she patted her hands abruptly, and said with emotion, "I see, do you also think that he always finds opportunities to take pictures of the president's wife's horse?" fart."

Listening to the person next to him talking more and more ramblingly, the expression on the face of the person who spoke first had turned blank, and it took a long time before he recovered his brain that had been blown away by her sudden cognition.

"He didn't think so much, he just wanted to get close to Sister Lu," the man explained in a low voice, carefully looking at the person who was chattering and guessing something.

"Oh," he nodded with a drawn out voice, not knowing whether to believe or not to believe such a statement.

And knowing this time, that person finally realized what he said before, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and shouted, "But what did you just say? Mrs. President? What the hell is this? Why have I never listened to it?" ever said?"

A series of inquiries clearly showed his disapproval and disbelief of Lu Cheng's new identity. Under such an expression, his already big eyes seemed inexplicably ferocious, which made people feel involuntarily. numb.

The man looked at his sudden change of expression in confusion, and after a while he said in a daze, "Lu Cheng is the wife of the president who is sure, everyone in the company knows it, don't you know it?"

He spoke with certainty, as if he had seen the scene where Song Moran and Lu Cheng finally got married, but the opposite was the person sitting next to him, whose already pale face gradually became stiff.

Unlike this person who was recruited after Lu Cheng left before, the people who fought side by side with Lu Cheng almost knew the reason why he left before, and it was precisely because of this that they couldn't believe the rumors in the company today. Cheng has blatantly wandered around the company slowly, but they still can't force themselves.

After that person finished speaking with a natural face, he turned his head and saw that the companion he was talking to was already sitting on a chair like a sculpture. He couldn't help being startled, and quickly touched her forehead with his hand, and A hand was pressed to his forehead.

The slightly cool temperature on her forehead made her secretly relieved in her heart, and she couldn't help but sigh, "I don't have a fever, why such a reaction shocked me..."