sugar compound

There were indeed a lot of faces at the reception that could be seen in the entertainment news. It was the first time for Mi Cane to see such a large number of stars, from draft champions to red carpet queens. Among these people, Zhao Linxiu did not lose.

Mi Cane can't wait to start working with the camera and the SLR at the same time, and doesn't want to lose such a good opportunity to make headlines on their platform.

He found that two actresses took turns rubbing against Zhao Linxiu. One first held hands for a few minutes, but Zhao Linxiu didn't refuse, and was held for a few minutes. Drinking wine came over to toast Zhao Linxiu, Zhao Linxiu was stopped there and had an awkward chat with the actress for about 5 minutes, the actress next to him stood and couldn't get in the conversation, very embarrassed, finally let go of Zhao Linxiu's elbow, pretending to go naturally Chatted with someone.

After so many repetitions, Mi Cane felt that he was not the only one who discovered it, and believed that apart from some media, other stars on the field were also secretly observing.

"Mr. Zhao is quite blessed, tsk tsk."

Mi Zhe was watching with enthusiasm, and suddenly felt that his pants were caught. He lowered his head and saw a pair of watery eyes. Mi Zhe was speechless for a few seconds. The camera was placed on the ground, and then squatted down to look at the person:

"Naonao, why are you here alone?"

Rambling mood looks good:

"Play with brother!"

Mi Cane glanced at Mr. Zhao who was busy socializing about ten meters away, and then looked for Mr. Zhao's assistant whom he saw this morning, but he couldn't find it.

"What about making trouble with your uncle?"

Nao Nao tilted his head, saw the cake on the table not far away, he stretched out his white and tender fingers to the table:

"Brother, I want to eat cake."

"Go find your dad, I'm working here, look, your dad is right there!"

Mi Cane pointed Zhao Linxiu to Nao Nao, Nao Nao took a look and snorted:

"I want to play with my brother."

Mi Cane sighed softly: "Brother can't take the cake, brother is working, baby, you can go to your father, you can eat as much cake as you want."

Nao Nao looked at Mi Cane silently, then suddenly opened his mouth and burst into tears, frightened Mi Cane, quickly put down the SLR, hugged the villain into his arms, and patted the man on the back:

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry, be good."

The noisy cries got his wish, and the eyes of most people in the room were focused on Mi Zhi. Mi Zhi lowered his head. If he lived in Two-dimensional, there must be a big drop of sweat on his forehead.

Nao Nao was coaxed to cry a little softer, but he was still panting intermittently, and Mi Cane felt someone walking by, and he didn't even need to look up to know who it was.

Mi Zhi let go of Nao Nao, picked up the DSLR that was on the ground and stood up, looking at Zhao Linxiu who was frowning slightly in front of him, wishing he could get into the crack of the ground on the spot:

"Mr. Zhao, Nao Nao wants to eat cake, so what, why don't you get him one?"

Zhao Linxiu turned his gaze from Nao Nao to Mi Cane, looked at the panic-stricken look of the little reporter in front of him, and pursed his lips:

"Give it to him."

Rice cane is a bit silly:

"What, what do you mean?"

Zhao Linxiu frowned again, his voice was low and serious:

"Bring him a cake, it looks like he likes you very much and hopes you can take care of it."

Zhao Linxiu paused and continued:

"Please."

"But...I..."

Mi Cane hesitated to speak, thinking that I am not here to take care of the children but to take pictures.Zhao Linxiu glanced at the camera and SLR in Mi Cane's hand.

"After the end, take Nao Nao to my assistant, and he will give you the content taken by Bokang's own photography team."

Zhao Linxiu looked at Mi Zhi's confused face, and said again:

"Including an exclusive interview with me."

"Row."

Mi Cane reacted quickly, took off the camera, picked up Nao Nao, who still had tears on his face, and walked to the table Nao Nao was pointing at in front of everyone, and fed them cakes.

He doesn't care about other people's eyes anymore, what is he afraid of after the little boss has said so.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Zhao Linxiu's eyes, he turned around and walked back to the person he had just talked to without explaining to everyone.

"Brother, what's your name?"

Nao Nao's mouth was surrounded by white cream, and some red cherry sauce was added. It looked cute and funny. Mi Cane held the person in one hand, and wiped the person with a paper towel in the other hand. While wiping, he said:

"My name is rice cane, rice is the rice of rice, sugarcane is the cane of sugar cane."

"What is sugar cane?"

"Well, sugar cane..."

Mi Cane looked around the scene of the reception and found that there were all kinds of fruits, but there was no sugar cane.He clicked his tongue and looked at Nao Nao:

"Sugar cane is a fruit that tastes sweet."

Nao Nao's eyes lit up with a "thump~":

"Is it sweet?"

Rice cane nodded:

"It's sweet."

"Is it as sweet as cake?"

"Sweeter than cake."

Rice cane thought about it, it should be, sometimes the juice of sugarcane is too sweet to drink, and it feels like it will be crushed to death.But soon, Mi Cane regretted talking about sugar cane, because Nao Nao started clamoring for sugar cane, and Mi Cane hugged and coaxed him for more than half an hour before he obediently put a lollipop in his mouth.

It was the first time for Mi Cane to receive public praise since he joined the job because of the material he captured at the Bokang press conference on Saturday.Although there are only nine people in their studio, he has always been at the bottom of the food chain and was the last to enter the studio, so he does all the dirty work, and the salary is the lowest.

The praise this time made Mi Cane feel that the relationship is really good. The editor repeatedly asked him how he could get such high-definition material. He made a copy.

Could it be that he got it in exchange for helping the president look after the child? If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't believe it.

But the praise only made everyone look at him with admiration for a day, and in the next week or so, what Mi Cane did was still something that everyone didn't want to follow.

It’s the beginning of the month, and after paying the next month’s rent, utilities, and electricity, Mi Cane finds that he only has more than 400 yuan left. He hasn’t seen the bonus that the editor-in-chief said before, and it’s still more than half a month before the salary is paid. Mi Cane looked out of the window of her small room with melancholy, and sighed heavily.

Who would have thought that Mi Cane, who is doing so poorly and so stupidly, used to be the chairman of the student union of the Journalism School of Ningcheng Communication University. After several years in college, he was still recognized by the teachers as a very promising student.

He also thought that his future would definitely shine. When the whole family received his notice from Communication University, they had a firecracker for three nights at the entrance of the village. He was the first college student in the village and he was well-known all over the country. media university.

All the relatives and neighbors felt that he would be successful, just as he himself thought.

In addition to graduate students, among college classmates, there are also those who have gone abroad, and entered TV stations and official media. He also tried to take an exam for an official media, but found that there were many difficulties. He was rejected in the first round. The student who was at the bottom of the class with low grades posted a Moments in the first two months, which is the work card of the media.

Mi Cane doesn’t want to think about what is inside, he is still very optimistic, many things are determined by God, and Mi Cane doesn’t like to complain so much, so he just works hard and does his best at his own level.

Mi Cane is now renting a three-bedroom house. He rents a second bedroom, one room, 1000 yuan a month. Under the premise of squeezing.

He pays [-] to his family every month. In fact, his salary is only [-], but he told his parents that he is now living in the dormitory of the company. .

Mi Cane received a message from the editor-in-chief, asking him to go to the studio to work overtime today. He has one day off every week, but he hasn't had a rest for several weeks.

He washed his face casually and went downstairs. He had to walk one kilometer to the subway station, but was stopped halfway.

"Mr. Mi."

Mi Zhi was walking with her head down, but was suddenly stopped and raised her head, only to see a man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of her... Mr. Zhao's assistant.

"Hey?"

Qian Qi slightly nodded to him:

"Is it convenient for you now?"

"Ah? What's convenient? What's convenient?"

Mi Cane was confused, Qian Qi looked at him expressionlessly and said:

"Our Mr. Zhao has a cooperation that we want to discuss with you."

Mi Cane almost burst out laughing on the spot, President Bokang discussing cooperation with him?There was a smile in his eyes:

"Huh? What cooperation?"

Mi Cane's attitude didn't seem to affect Qian Qi, he stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation:

"Our President Zhao is in the car, is it convenient for you to get in the car and negotiate with him?"

Before getting into the car, Mi Zhi thought it was impossible, but when he got into the car, he saw Zhao Linxiu who was looking at something with his head down.He saw the rice cane coming up, and handed something to the rice cane from his hand.

Mi Cane took a closer look: Employing children to accompany the contract.

"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"

Mi Cane's eyes widened a little, and she pursed her lips and looked nervously at Zhao Linxiu who was sitting next to her.Zhao Linxiu turned his head. Mi Cane changed his clothes today and wore an all-white T-shirt. He looked very young and probably just woke up, so he was still refreshed and had a student air.

"Nao Nao likes you very much, he has never liked anyone in particular, and I don't have time to accompany him."

Zhao Linxiu said three words in a low voice, and then stopped. He looked at Mi Cane lightly. The little reporter was a little dazed at first, and flustered. After a few seconds, he grinned:

"Mr. Zhao, I, I'm inconvenient. I have to work."

Zhao Linxiu nodded:

"The contract says five days a month."

Mi Cane turned his gaze to the contract, and saw that it read:

"Billed by the number of times, ranging from 2000 to 5000 per day. It depends on Zhao Yunxuan's status."

Mi Cane's heart suddenly beat a lot faster. He held the contract, feeling a little complicated. It turned out that he could earn so much by raising children for a rich family.

This incident surprised him a little, and made him feel quite ironic. Mi Zhe stared at the Arabic numerals, and the corner of his mouth moved. After a long while, he raised his head to look at Zhao Linxiu, and nodded:

"Okay, I'll do it."

Zhao Linxiu stared at Mi Cane for two seconds, as if examining him. He didn't see any ecstasy in the young man's eyes, but he saw a bit of resignation.