Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

The restaurant is located near Qinglian Road. Although it is small, the food is very delicious. The two people quickly reached a consensus and went out.

The Xuepo launch conference was a live trial and live broadcast mode held in the first-floor conference room. Those who came in were selected media companies and accustomed reporters, and the trial participants were randomly selected.

The guest media partners had arrived at the venue before two o'clock, each receiving a 10ml bottle of Xuepo perfume as a gift.

It was the usual team, except for Qin Ningyan, the new spokesperson, all the guests present, both male and female, were A-list celebrities.

Perfumer Yung Hwa was talking to reporters and the media about the creative inspiration and birth process of Xuepo. When he opened the perfume, the light cedar scent and the coolness of the melted snow on the mountains blended perfectly, making people feel as if they were in winter with a hint of sweetness.

The venue layout adopts 3D mode, which is a visual feast.

The press conference was officially held at 2:30. The sharp-eyed man noticed a woman flashing past behind him, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Is Yuehuang Entertainment going to promote newcomers? It's such a great honor,"

"Where did you find this spokesperson? I have to buy it just for this face." She was so handsome that she was confused. This was her favorite dish.

"According to the rules of Dong's perfume, Xuepo must be divided into two versions for men and women. Ahhhh, Mr. Dong, please let go of my wallet."

"My blood tank is empty. Look at the shining eyes of my Ni Ni. Mr. Dong, please tell me a price so that I can give up."

"Butler, I'll give you three minutes. I want this little brother's contact information and send him to me!"

"Not at all nervous, the newcomer has a strong aura,"

"Look at the layout. Is this the latest technology? Buy it!"

The data in the background of Xuepo, which had just been launched on the market, soared sharply, and the inventory decreased rapidly, setting the latest record for Dong's Perfume.

Chen Mo, who manages Qin Ningyan's account, watched the double-digit fans soar to hundreds of thousands in minutes. No wonder Shangguan Yan said that if Mr. Dong wants to promote someone, as long as he doesn't fail, the person will become popular.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, they released a photo of Qin Ningyan's face that was taken at a death angle. It was all natural, without any plastic surgery, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

Jiuli only showed up at the end and said, "If it's fake, we'll compensate you tenfold. The price is a bit high, so if you like it, buy it according to your ability."

"My wife is still so beautiful. She is in great shape."

"Which Dong's perfume is not a bestseller? There are so many imitations, so you have to keep your eyes open. What Mr. Dong said makes sense."

"I want to ask what kind of boyfriend Mr. Dong likes?"

He just took a glance, put down the phone, glanced at Qin Ningyan who was standing next to Ronghe with a smile on his face, and walked out as if nothing had happened.

"My wife actually wears a horse mask. I have one too. If we round it off, have we worn the same skirt???"

"She's wearing a wisteria peach blossom bracelet. Ah, I have one too. Pictures, pictures, pictures. We have the same aesthetic sense."

"The official price of this double-breasted shirt with gold-threaded and ruby-studded buttons and pipa sleeves is very high, but the same style on Xixi is only a few dozen yuan."

"The one on the man is a real gold ruby, and that one is at best a gold-plated red crystal. I'm already buying it, picture."

"I already have one. Pictures, pictures, pictures. It's not expensive, only a few hundred thousand. The horse mask is custom-made, so it's expensive."

"You are the only ones who noticed the rouge red embroidered mountain and river with moving clouds. It's a genuine jade hairpin with auspicious cloud pattern!"

In an instant, people started searching frantically for the same product instead of the Xuepo perfume. For a while, the small workshop was overwhelmed with orders. Mr. Dong’s ability to bring goods is probably even better than that of the top stars. Didn’t you see this? !

Qin Ningyan, who was standing next to Ronghe, saw it more clearly. Dong Yuanqing was probably God's biological daughter. Her beauty would be a sure win with anything, but God gave her everything.

The tip of her nose seemed to be able to smell a whiff of cold fragrance on her body as she walked past, which was exactly the same as the smell of Xue Po. Her face turned red and her eyes moved downwards, noting the beautiful pair of red-soled embroidered shoes.

"What time is it?" He turned his head to look at Lan Xihe beside him.

"It's almost five o'clock. It will be over in half an hour. There's someone in charge at the back." This means they can leave now. "Old Xing is waiting outside. We can leave at any time."

"Well," he paused and headed towards the restaurant.

It gathers snacks from eight major cuisines and all over the country. Except for the particularly strange ones with strong flavors, you can find your favorite. The flavors are complete and very distinctive, and of course there is nothing that is not presentable.

I bought a bottle of juice at the supermarket before going downstairs.

The video sent out by the official account was immediately seen by the boss who followed the account. Qin's father was holding a cigarette in his hand and looking at the young man who appeared on the screen. Why did he feel that he looked familiar?

"Who is he?" He turned to ask the assistant next to him.

"Him? A newly signed artist of Yuehuang Entertainment, his name is Qin Ningyan, he is the spokesperson of the Xuepo brand and he also played the third male lead in two low-budget web dramas. He is a potential talent of Yuehuang."

He is just a little star and not worth paying attention to. He lowered his head and did his own thing while saying this. Little did he know that Qin's father's fingertips were trembling, and his gaze reached its peak when he noticed the group photo on the table.

"What are his parents' names? They look quite attractive to me."

"He should be an orphan. His adoptive parents died three years ago. He has been signed as a trainee at Yuehuang for some time."

He hesitated a little. He was not sure about this. It was just that the appearance looked familiar. With so many people in the country, it was abnormal for one or two people to look alike? What's more, the young director looked like his wife.

"It's normal for people to look alike, and it doesn't mean anything, especially since Young Master Qin looks so much like his wife."

It was like his wife had stabbed Qin's father in the heart. At first, he only felt that Qin Ningyan looked familiar, but Qin Xiang outside looked very similar to Qin Ningyan. How could he not doubt whether Qin Jin was his child?

"Go investigate quietly and find a way to get Qin Ningyan and Qin Jin's hair. Also, have someone keep a close eye on the wife."

"Get the results as quickly as possible," the purpose is not concealed at all.

Qin Jin is useless, Qin Xiang can only show off his face but everything else is a mess. If Qin Ningyan is his child, there is still room for maneuver, because the one who can help is his first wife Jin Xian!

"Yes," the assistant nodded silently, no longer treating Qin Ningyan as just an actor. Maybe he was a hidden gem?

After a lot of hard work, the matter was done in less than three days. The paternity tests of Qin Jin, Qin Ningyan and even Qin Xiang were placed on Qin's father's desk. Of course, this is a story for later.

Jiuli got out of the car in front of the door, told Lao Xingming to pick her up at eight o'clock, and then put on a long red coat with a front opening and walked in.

"The old man is waiting inside. Here comes someone we don't know," Aunt Guan was the first to see Jiuli and went up to say hello.

"In the study?" he asked, his hands in his coat pockets.

"Yes, the old man asked you to come and go straight up."

"Got it. Go ahead and get busy." Then he went upstairs.

Aunt Guan looked at the figure's back and sighed, then turned and went into the kitchen, took out the newly bought orange, peeled it, cut it into pieces, and put it into the juicer, while preparing the ingredients for dinner and dessert.

In the study, Mr. Qin and his former captain sat opposite each other in a serious atmosphere, and it was obvious that they had failed to reach an agreement on cooperation.

He knocked on the door and entered, and paused when he saw Chen Ning'an, a man in his early thirties sitting opposite him, with a just the right smile on his face.

"What's going on? The old man insisted that I come back?"