¡¾Not seeing each other for a year is like three autumns. A hundred autumns have passed since the last time Ruanbao posted on Weibo. [cry.jpg]]
¡¾Softbao wraps up filming today, just wait for her to post on Weibo! ¡¿
Ruan Qi did not disappoint the marshmallows.
??At around 11 o¡¯clock that night, the little girl who hadn¡¯t updated her Weibo in a month posted nine photos.
Among these nine photos, eight are of various types of kebabs, pastries and crayfish. The one surrounded by the middle one is a group photo of the entire crew at a barbecue restaurant.
In the group photo, the little girl sitting in the first row has a bun and a light yellow dress.
She tilted her little head slightly and looked at the camera with a smile on her face.
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? #ÈîœD×ÛºÏ# has been on Weibo¡¯s hot search list all night.
The next morning, Shen Wenqian looked at the topics that were still ranked in the top ten, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart that "there is no place for heroes."
The assistant on the side looked at him fearfully.
"Brother Shen, are the publicity plans we prepared before still implemented?"
Shen Wenqian said nothing, only rolled his eyes coldly.
The assistant understood, shut up, and ran away holding the folder.
Shen Wenqian looked at his escaping figure and sighed sadly.
It¡¯s not a good thing for your own artists to be too ambitious. He lit up the lights and stayed up late to prepare three plans to increase exposure, but they were all useless.
It¡¯s so annoying.
The irritated Manager Shen opened the drawer, skillfully took out two Heavenly King Hair Pills and threw them into his mouth.
The cell phone on the table suddenly rang.
Shen Wenqian looked at the caller ID and saw a series of unfamiliar landline numbers.
He raised his eyebrows and pressed the connect button.
"Hello, I am Shen Wenqian."
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Five minutes later, Ruan Qi, who was still having a meeting with Zhou Gong in her dream, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.
"Dad! Dad, are you still sleeping?" Damai Baby's cute electronic sound came from outside the door.
The little girl in the bed moved a little, and then continued to lift her body.
Baby Damai kept knocking on the door.
"Dad! Dad, you have a phone! Dad answered the phone!"
¡°¡¡± The little girl¡¯s jiojio exposed outside the quilt moved, and her tender big toes curled up.
"Dad! Mr. Shen said he has something important to ask you! Get up and answer the phone!"
Baby Damai¡¯s left sentence is ¡®Daddy¡¯, the right sentence is ¡®Daddy¡¯, the former sentence is ¡®Daddy¡¯, and the latter sentence is ¡®Daddy¡¯. Ruan Qi, who originally wanted to pretend not to hear, couldn't bear it anymore.
She closed her eyes and stretched out an arm from the bed, dazedly found a pillow, and threw it towards the door.
The pillow hit the door panel accurately.
When the baby Damai outside the door heard the sound, he immediately understood what his father meant - if you make any more noise, I will chop you to death.
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Damai Baobao made an 'ok' gesture to the door panel, then picked up Ruan Qi's cell phone and put it to his ear.
"Mr. Shen, I can't wake dad up."
"It's already 12 o'clock at noon, and she's not awake yet?!" Shen Wenqian on the other end of the phone was deeply shocked by his artist's sleeping skills, "Da Mai, please shout for me again. An endorsement has come to the door. Very Important! I need the consent of Xiao Qi himself."
Baby Damai doesn¡¯t want to be hacked to death by his biological father. It very ruthlessly refused the terrible task of waking Ruan Qi up, and said to Shen Wenqian: "Mr. Shen, you can tell me the matter. I will convey it to Dad for you through the door panel, so that I will be safer."
¡°¡¡± Shen Wenqian¡¯s black-bone chicken and mackerel.
How many evil things has Ruan Xiaoqi done in his daily life to scare Baby Damai like this?
He shook his head helplessly, "Okay. Then help me tell your dad that Shilan Jewelry, a subsidiary of the Cheng Group, has invited her to be a global spokesperson. If she agrees, she will sign the contract tomorrow." (Remember this Website address: www.hlnovel.com