Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 445: Part of the Truth

Li Zifeng also brought Cheng a cup of hot water, and Cheng has been silent for some time.

Li Zifeng looked at his appearance and digested it almost as well. He squeezed his time and said with regret: “I told you, sometimes people change. ”

Cheng also tightened his eyebrows and slightly squinted his eyes.

Li Zifeng sighed again: “He refused to work for the TV station and seemed dissatisfied. I feel like he still wants to have a chance to grow up and feel like he's not nearly as good as you... I mean, he should want to come out, too. ”

“How could he go out!” Cheng suddenly had some anger... he didn't know where that anger came from, didn't even think about it and went on: “He's worse than me! That's impossible! ”

But Cheng also quickly calmed down, feeling that he had already said something, while looking at Li Zifeng, some anxiety: “I... I didn't mean to hide the company. ”

Li Zifeng's face and qi tunnel: “It's okay, I wouldn't have said anything random about this kind of thing, after all, it's not a glorious thing. However, you don't have to worry too much, there are a lot of clutter before a lot of stars come out, I've seen a lot. Don't worry, I know how to handle it and I can handle it... Who are we? We're supposed to be dealing with these things for you! ”

“Is there really no problem?” Cheng also asked with concern.

Li Zifeng said positively: "You don't believe me, you have to trust our company, right? The company's crisis PR isn't setup either, is it? Besides, we want you to be red. What good are we if you can't be red? ”

Cheng is also implicit... For entertainment companies, it is true that only the artist under the flag is hot, the most important thing.

Li Zifeng solemnly said at this time: “But also, since some things have been said, I am not afraid to be an ugly person. If you leave this to me, you'll have to trust me and leave it to me. And you can't have any more contact with Hung Guan. ”

“You can't change your guitar either.” He patted the same arm as the beat, "he said softly.“ I knew you were an old romantic. So I was afraid you'd be soft. But you have to understand, some people value your softness, and that's why you have to go to war. If you are willing to talk to him, you will only make him think you are still reading, you will not forgive him... Look, he has even popped up your previous affairs, what else can you not do? If you're embarrassed, you don't have to worry about anything, do you? ”

“You… what are you going to do?” Cheng also hesitated.

"'Don't worry about that,' said Li Zifeng. 'We won't do anything illegal. But there are always some other effective means of mixing this line of work. But I assure you, there will never be anything too drastic. After all, we won't mess with it, will we? This Mr. Hung, I feel that there is just a little psychological imbalance. Just give him enough compensation, he won't really make a scene. After all, he won't get anything, right? ”

Cheng also had some hesitation, Li Zifeng said softly: “Yes, the time for your first show has also been fixed. If this distracts you, it will be a fatal blow for you if you do not perform well. Think clearly about your future, your dreams. Men, career-oriented. Besides, like you said, Hong Guan is a wife lover. He doesn't want anything to happen to his wife, right? ”

“I see.” Cheng also took a deep breath and nodded. "Then, leave it to you. ”

Li Zifeng gave a nice smile, "Don't worry, I have the most experience with this kind of thing. Rest well, I won't disturb you. By the way, I've arranged some relaxing items for you, and you'll have to adjust them. ”

Cheng was also stunned and didn't understand what Li Zifeng said about the so-called relaxation project.

However, when Li Zifeng left, the lounge room suddenly opened again, and a very tall and gorgeous woman, full of allure, walked in gently.

Closed the door, smiled and slowly arrived in front of Cheng Li, then sat on his legs and lifted his face.

Fatal tenderness, suddenly opened Cheng and all the male cells on him, he couldn't help but breathe rapidly...

……

……

The boss's fingers tapped gently on the club's counter, and then a piece of light projected next to him into the air, about 22 inches, slowly disappeared.

The image of the light screen, the final image that is defined, is that of a man and a woman about to fall into the swirl of the most primitive impulses.

On that day, the club owner said he wanted something to drink, so the maid specially made a new cocktail.

Watching Unight shake the shaker is a pleasant thing to do, while watching with a little light blue wine slowly poured into a fixed cup, then the maid put it in ice with a tweezer clip, every move, naturally.

Ding--

The ice slammed gently in the cup, and Unight slowly pushed the finished piece into front of Rochu, "Master, okay. ”

“Hmm.” Rochu smiled slightly, but instead of picking it up and tasting it immediately, he suddenly said, "I was just wondering if Li Zifeng was actually the messenger of our club? ”

Seeing Yu Night was just a smile from Guan Er, and Lochu looked weird: “It's quite interesting, this way. ”

“Challenge is by nature the most commonly used tool of humankind," said Night Eve. Because of the provocation, it is easiest to make a profit... Since Li Zifeng wants to make Cheng completely trust him, he certainly needs to sacrifice something else. ”

Luo Qiu suddenly said: “I suddenly thought, if Fang a few years ago, when he was a high school student who didn't understand anything, he would probably criticize the filth of the adult world. ”

“Doesn't the master like this plum peak?” Night softly.

Lo Qiu finally tasted Miss Maid's work, let the taste stop in her mouth, and let Yu Night's eyes stop. “No, I think his face is more real...”

"It represents part of the truth," said Boss Luo softly. ”

Rochu evened out some new pieces on his cup and sent them to Yu Night, “Drink with me, I'll let you know what the flavor is. ”

The boss's fingers gently rubbed on the maid's lips, bringing her a brief, straight to the smell of her artificial body's soul...

“It's sweet. ”

The dark blue pupils of the night shine brightly, these are the talking eyes.