The signing ceremony was extremely grand, and the Jingwen broadcast platform live. The host was on the front line. Chu Yao turned around and saw Jingwen's number one brother, Zheng Bei.

He folded his legs and leaned against his seat to play with his cell phone, while the stylist was making up for him.

"Zheng Bei and Qi Xuan made a promotional short film for "The Man in the Island", which will be broadcast live today."

"Will the male lead decide Zheng Bei?" Chu Yao is a fan of Zheng Bei.

"It's not sure yet." Xu Yan said, "Do you want Zheng Bei to come and say hello?"

It was to ask Zheng Bei to come over to say hello, not Chu Yao to say hello to Zheng Bei.

This treatment.

"Don't bother Teacher Zheng." Chu Yao said tentatively, "Can I ask for an autograph?"

"Of course." Xu Yan put his hands in his pocket, turned his head and shouted at Zheng Bei, "Zheng Bei, come here."

Zheng Bei is browsing Weibo, and Jingwen can really buy hot searches, as if the hot searches are not expensive. The third hot search is: The island people and Jingwen signed a film and television cooperation.

Zheng Bei turned his head and saw Chu Yao unexpectedly. His eyes stopped, and he immediately put down his legs and stood up, put away his phone. Chu Yao was even more beautiful than on the TV. The curtain was white, and she was just that stunning color.

"Chu Xin, Teacher Chu, this is Zheng Bei."

"Hello." Zheng Bei shook hands with Chu Yao.

"Zheng Bei, Teacher Chu is still your fan. Do you want to take a photo together? I'll take it for you." Xu Yan said next to him.

Looking closely, Zheng Bei had acne marks on his face, his skin color was not very good, his pores were very large, and his foundation could not be covered. But after all, he was a male god when he was a teenager. Chu Yao shook hands with Zheng Bei and stood together.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Chu Yao wanted to hand the phone to Xu Yan, but Zheng Bei had already handed over the phone, "Use mine."

Zheng Bei glanced at the person beside him and raised his hand to Chu Yao's shoulder.

Xu Yan's eyelids twitched and she coughed violently. Zheng Bei said, "Mr. Xu, what's wrong?"

I'm afraid you will break your hand.

After taking the photo, Xu Yan handed it back on her phone and said, "Have Qi Xuan arrived?"

"Qi Xuan went to say hello to Mr. Wen."

"Teacher Chu, let's add a WeChat message and I'll send you the photo."

"Thanks."

Chu Yao and Zheng Beijia on WeChat, Xu Yan raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

Today's signing conference was very grand, with Zheng Bei and Qi Xuan on the front line of the hosts. Many media came on the scene, and Jing Wen broadcasted live.

Although 100 million is not small in copyright fees, it is only a drop in the bucket for Jing Wen. As for such a big battle?

Ming Rui gave it to Chu Yao's signature book, and he was very happy today. "The Man in the Island" reprinted Chu Yao's Weibo promotion and sold one million in the first week. Recently, there was a sluggish sales momentum, so Jing Wen hyped it up.

Ming Ruiguang thought about the money earned from the publication of "The Man on the Island", and looked full of spring and turned around and handed Chu Yao a bottle of water. "Jing Wen attaches great importance to this contract signing, Mr. Wen takes charge, and two major traffic superstars help."

Chu Yao took a sip of water and looked at the audience. Qi Xuan and Zheng Bei were sitting next to Wen Jing'an. Wen Jing'an was not wearing a mask. She just sat with her arms in her arms. The distance was too far, so Chu Yao couldn't see clearly.

"The third hot search."

The message popped up on Chu Yao's phone. She picked it up and saw Zheng Bei sending a photo of the renovated. The photo editing is really a technical job. It seems that there is no obvious change between the two of them, but the overall look is pretty.

Zheng Beishuai's is consistent with the TV.

"Do you post on Weibo? Or wait for Qi Xuan to finish taking a photo together?"

"Can't I post a few more?" Chu Yao's voice sounds nice. Once the tone slows down, it will make people feel gentle and feel as if they are bathed in spring breeze, "Getting on the popularity."

Chu Yao's tone was relaxed and pleasant, and she had the charm of a little girl.

Can it be unhappy? Who is unhappy for 100 million?

After having been in contact with Chu Yao for a long time, Mingrui became familiar with Chu Yao. Her temperament is very strange. She can be bright and sharp, and can also be simple and silly.

It’s decided by her background. In the first twenty years, she was a top rich second generation and did not care about the world. She just needed to pursue what she loved and didn’t have to worry about anything. Later, her family was in a conflict.

"The Man on the Island" is Jingwen's key project this year. Jingwen's famous love to buy hot searches will inevitably become popular in the future."

"Zheng Bei was my male god in high school. No matter how you say it, you have to have a single Weibo post." Although he is a little disabled now, Chu Yao still prefers the teenage filter.

Chu Yao sent a Weibo post.

Wen Jingan couldn't bear it anymore, so he took the mask handed over by Secretary Chen and put it on. His pair of peach blossom eyes were soaked in ice, and he said four big words "Don't enter the stranger in the body."

"Does Mr. Wen feel uncomfortable?" Qi Xuan said with concern, "The flu is prevalent recently, so you should pay attention to your health."

"The air is turbid." Wen Jing'an spoke, his voice was low and cold.

"Is it turbid?" Qi Xuan turned around and watched, and her people immediately took a photo.

Wen Jing'an took out the disinfection spray, slapped a few times, and Yu Guang looked straight at Secretary Chen.

That gaze was clear: let this thing exuding a turbid breath go away.

Secretary Chen: "…"

Secretary Chen looked back at the place where he took the photo, handed Wen Jing'an the disinfectant wipes, and sent a text message to Qi Xuan's agent. After a while, Qi Xuan stood up and apologized to Wen Jing'an, and sat beside Zheng Bei.

The agent sent her a text message: If you don’t want to die, don’t touch Wen Jing’an, you can’t afford to touch her.

Wen Jingan slowly put on gloves.

After a while, he put on a black silk scarf as if nothing had happened and almost wrapped his neck.

Secretary Chen turned his head silently and knew that Wen Jingan would definitely do this.

Wen Jingan's fingers crossed his black gloves and slowly knocked them down. The host on the stage was talking nonsense. Chu Yao had not yet appeared, and the woman came up to speak just now. Wen Jingan wanted to kick her away.

He sat upright with a expressionless face, his black shirt outlined the outline of his back, and sat straight. He raised his fingers again, and there was a gushing disgust under his cold face.

He was in his heart for a long time, and finally his finger fell down. He stood up suddenly and strode towards the bathroom.

The perfume on that woman was suffocating.

Wen Jingan took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can, put his hands under the water. He let the water wash his hands, but it was still not enough. A centipede seemed to have climbed up on his neck. He took off his gloves and planned to wash his face, turned his head and met Chu Yao's inquiring gaze.

Because this is the internal bathroom of the employee and the space is relatively small, the sink has no clear division area. The water flow is rustling, and Wen Jing'an's Adam's apple rolls.

Chu Yao walked to the side to wash her hands.

The elegant breath fell, and the itch on Wen Jing'an's neck faded. He frowned. He washed his hands with hand sanitizer. After washing it for the third time, Chu Yao wiped his hands with paper and swept his light to Wen Jing'an's chin. Wen Jing'an's skin was really good. It had not grown apart yet. He had seen it since he was a child, and now the Creator prefers it.

Chu Yao wiped her hands dry and was about to leave, but Wen Jingan suddenly spoke, "Do you have hand sanitizer?"

"There is it in the sink." Chu Yao looked at the hand sanitizer on the sink. Wen Jing'an had many problems. Who spoiled him? Why didn't he take a bath with 84?

"dirty."

Chu Yao: “…”

"I am obsessed with uncleanness." Chu Yao threw the tissue into the trash can, "Why should I carry hand sanitizer with me?"

You always look at the water, I'm here to pay my respects.

Chu Yao turned around, a wind blew up, and she turned around. Wen Jingan held her wrist in wet hands, and disinfectant water mixed with the breath of fir came to her face.

Chu Yao stood straight in an instant and entered a state of fighting, "Wen Jing'an."

Wen Jingan stared at her, her handsome face cold and her thin lips tightly pursed.

After a while, his hand fell down and took Chu Yao's backpack.

"Why are you touching my stuff?"

"Have you sold your new book's copyright?" Wen Jing'an's throat slid, his voice was low, and he was not infected by emotions. "What subject?"

The silver diamond bag, Wen Jing'an's slender and distinctive fingers flipped twice, raised his eyes, "How to open it?"

Chu Yao simply wanted to sneer, you can drive it.

You're opening.

"Hand sanitizer one million, facial cleanser two million."

Wen Jingan picked up his phone from his pants pocket and threw it to Chu Yao, "You know the password, please transfer it yourself."

"I don't know your password." Chu Yao simply wanted to throw his phone back. Who knows his password, "Who remembers your password? Am I sick?"

Wen Jing'an's black eyes closed slightly, his eyes were soaked with a little cold, forcibly suppressing all emotions, and his voice became hoarse, "My birthday."

"What day is your birthday?"

Wen Jingan stared at Chu Yao with sinister eyes and slowly spoke, "880207."

"Are you a post-80s?" Chu Yao opened her phone, found the banking software and opened it, and without hesitation, she transferred Wen Jing'an away three million. She handed the phone back, pointed to her bag, "Press the diamond buckle to the left."

The hands are soft and the skin is like cream.

Wen Jingan hesitated, but still reached out to take the phone back and put it in his pocket.

The diamond buckle was pressed left, and with a click, the bag opened. Wen Jing'an took out the mini version of hand sanitizer and facial cleanser from it. This was the first time he touched a woman's bag. He stroked his fingertips and touched a piece of sanitary napkin on the inside of the bag. Wen Jing'an's neck turned red and quickly closed the bag and handed it to Chu Yao.

"Slow down, this bag has only five in the world. If you break it, you can't afford it." Chu Yao took the bag and checked the diamonds on it.

He raised his eyes and why did Wen Jing'an's neck suddenly turn red? What's wrong with it?
To be continued...