Quick Wear: Devil's Whisper

The atmosphere in the car was very depressing. Xiao Hu didn't even dare to breathe. The boss sat in the back seat with a gloomy face and didn't say a word, nor did he ask him to drive away.

Xiao Hu was puzzled. Couldn't you just say a word and give some instructions?

It was not until the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground was heard that Xiao Hu suddenly realized that the other person was waiting for someone to coax him.

Xiao Hu sighed in his heart, the boss is quite arrogant.

What is most lacking in such occasions is entertainment reporters. Hao Meili naturally would not do anything out of line. She stood outside the car very reservedly.

Xiao Hu tactfully lowered the car window. Liang Qian immediately turned his head to look out the window on the other side and ignored Jing Xi.

There are nothing interesting in this parking lot except pillars and vehicles.

Hao Meili leaned over the car window and blew a rogue whistle at Liang Qian in a low voice, full of teasing, "Hey~ handsome boy, if you don't want to work hard, come to your aunt, call me sister, or recognize me as your godmother!"

Liang Qian quickly turned around and glared at the woman outside the car. This old frivolous bastard was still trying to keep a mistress. It was said that the entertainment industry was a big melting pot, and it seemed to be true. He must have been crazy to let him take on this task.

Liang Qian said sternly, "You'd better behave yourself, or I'll terminate the mission and let someone else do it."

Jing Xi was horrified and said, "Wow~ You finally couldn't help your inner desire and wanted to imprison me? If I had known you had this intention, I would have cooperated obediently..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Hu coughed twice. He was so sorry, he was choked by his saliva. The content of the conversation was too explosive and he couldn't help it.

Xiao Hu reflected on himself and thought that he should have been under the car instead of in the car, and heard how excited they were.

Jing Xi decisively reached out his hand, and while Liang Qian wasn't paying attention, he touched his chin, behaving more like a hooligan.

He quickly retracted his hand, patted Xiao Hu on the back of his head, and asked him to pick a few good boys and send them to Fengsheng Entertainment.

Listen, is this human language? Liang Qian spoke decisively, uttering two words through gritted teeth: "Drive."

Without any hesitation, Xiao Hu stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Hao Meili, who was almost sprayed with exhaust fumes in the face, was amazed. Xiao Hu was able to drift in such a small parking lot. This kid had great driving skills and a bright future.

The gossip reporters lurking in the dark are also envious. If they could have such driving skills, they would never lose sight of the stars' cars!

Xiao Hu felt like crying but had no tears. How did he become a part of these two people's play?

Please, boss, stop staring at the back of his head. Lord Jing Xi just patted it, not touched it. Why should you be jealous of him?

Liang Qian looked at him for a long while, and was sure that Xiao Hu was inferior to him in every way. Then he looked away as if to show his favor, and snorted with disdain, "Humph! Vixen!"

Xiao Hu's knee seemed to be stabbed by a sword. You humans are noble, is that okay?

Wuwuwu, Great Elder, Fox Fairy Grandmother, and all the ancestors, I have brought shame to the tribe. I am afraid I will not be able to bring honor to the fox tribe...

Hao Meili was in a good mood and rescued Liang Mancang who was trapped in a drinking party. This guy must not die, otherwise how can he make money for the company in the future.

Watching the couple walk away together, a lady couldn't help but sigh: "Young couples grow old together, and the original couple is still the best."

Others also nodded in agreement. What else? Saying that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers is just asking for trouble!

The next morning, Liu Ruyan appeared in the lobby of Fengsheng Entertainment with six handsome boys, attracting a lot of onlookers.

Everyone was talking about this. Are these the company's newly recruited trainees? Their quality is too high. They look good without makeup, but what about them after putting on makeup?

Soon the front desk received the notification and took seven people into the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, everyone began a heated discussion, wondering what big move the company would make next.

Hao Meili is really planning something big. Everyone is tired of the previous amateur auditions and has become aesthetically fatigued. So she's going to learn from other people's successful cases, set up a training camp, and throw all the trainees in.

Not being afraid of rehashing old stuff, being able to make it appetizing is the real skill.

Singing and dancing training and assessment alone is not stimulating enough, so first there is a physical examination and then a physical fitness test.

The circle is popular with the kind of weak and pretty boys who are difficult to tell whether they are androgynous. Hao Meili feels that the aesthetic is a bit monotonous, and there must be a market for a big and strong A like his son Xiao Liang.

What's the point of mass production? Do fans chase after idols to the end and become sisters with them? There are many female fans who fantasize about dating idols. Do you expect a thin dog to stand up and protect you in times of crisis?

Aesthetics must be diversified; we cannot just stick to one tree.

Hao Meili decided to save the public's aesthetic sense. The most important thing is that she herself also looks pleasing to the eye.

Liu Ruyan leaned against Hao Meili's desk, pointed at several handsome boys, and asked them to introduce themselves one by one.

After taking a look at the physiques of several people, it was found that they were indeed not suitable for cultivation. Being able to enter the secular world was also a good destination. It was obvious that Xiao Hu put a lot of thought into selecting people.

Hao Meili cordially invited Liu Ruyan to participate in the production of this program. Liu Ruyan was flattered and couldn't help getting closer while talking.

Hao Meili took the other's soft and boneless hand, rubbed her smooth skin twice, and exclaimed: "What a good skin, it would be a pity to peel it off."

Liu Ruyan was so frightened that she quickly sat up straight, not daring to do anything else. It must be a ghost. She hadn't had this old problem for a long time, so why couldn't she control it today?

Jing Xi was just reminding her and had no intention of blaming her. After all, the martial arts practiced by Xiao Liu would be affected by his aura, which was normal and could be avoided if her cultivation level was higher.

His kind reminder was out of fear that Liu Ruyan would be skinned alive by Liang Qian. After all, there was precedent for such a thing.

The old hen he had stroked turned into ginseng chicken soup, the water snake he had played with turned into snake soup, and the sparrow he had teased turned into a burnt roast...

His toys gradually disappeared, while Liang Qian's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds. At that time, Liang Qian was only fourteen years old and had a very paranoid personality.

In order to make Liang Qianshao bear the consequences, Jing Xi never touched any other living being again.

This situation was alleviated after Liang Qian became an adult. Now he no longer cooks casually, but his petty nature still makes things difficult for others.

Lord Jingxi thought this behavior was cute and did not stop it.

Xiao Hu was working so hard that his head was almost buried in the pile of documents. The boss was too much! He didn't ask Lord Jing to take the picture of the back of his head, and he didn't offer to give the pretty boy away. Why was he always the one who got hurt?