But it is said that ancient poems say: "The jade bottle is empty and the flowers are gone, so how can the golden hairpin be there? There is no such thing as the clouds, the pine hair, the beauty is lazy, and she doesn't care about her makeup. It's pounding, pounding, pounding."

Han Qiao claims to be a cultural person, but today I know that bang bang bang is a verb.

The dim bedside lamp and the snow-white quilt were spread out at will, and the air was beautiful. Han Qiao groped to light the smoke, half-slimmed her eyelids and tugged her mouth, without any desire, and her fingers gently rubbed Qin Lan's pink and fragrant shoulders.

"Senior Brother..." Qin Lanru curled up with her kitten, her fingers were exhausted, her hair spread out, and she was weak: "The finances of Pangu Film and Television and Pangu Music are too troublesome. Can you ask Sister Wang to go to the company to be a financial manager..."

A delicate tone.

Han Qiao's heart trembled. Otherwise, the wind on the pillow was powerful, who could withstand it? He put out the cigarette, lowered his head and rubbed Qin Lan's delicate nose, and his throat was low: "What are you doing, Sister Wang? Wouldn't it be better for you to go?"

It was a good thing before that Pangu Film and Television and Pangu Music were small in scale, and Ma Jia could take into account both. As Han Qiao's pace became bigger and bigger, these two companies were already well-known light-asset companies in the industry.

It’s not that I don’t trust Ma Jia.

But.

Forget it.

Just distrust.

This is not whether the relationship is good or the character is good, but that business is essentially intrigue, intrigue, suspicion, change of mind, ambition, and none of them are indispensable.

The reason why Qin Lan was chosen was nothing more than the most suitable one.

"Oh..." Qin Lan had a headache, and her green fingers drew circles, acting coquettishly: "How can I do it? When I was studying, I had a headache when I saw numbers. Don't say that it's been so long, I've forgotten it."

"And I have my own career, too."

"Besides, Sister Wang has taught me for so long, I think she is quite reliable."

Qin Lan became more and more guilty as she spoke. She couldn't help but look at Han Qiao secretly. Under the bedside lamp, Han Qiao couldn't see her expression. However, based on her understanding of Han Qiao, this man was in a bad mood now.

Qin Lan's heart was soft and he had to tell his plan tray.

The hand under the quilt touched his stomach, Qin Lan felt hard and said deliberately: "Senior Brother, don't you believe Sister Wang?"

"Bang."

A crisp sound.

"Ying"

Xiaolan twisted his waist, his butt hurt, and he said pitifully, "If you don't agree, forget it, why are you hitting me?"

Han Qiao looked calmly.

Qin Lan's acting skills have been tempered by Qiong Yao, and he feels wronged as soon as he says.

Han Qiao sighed deeply and said sadly: "Xiao Lan, I didn't expect that our relationship would be so unfamiliar."

"Ah?" Qin Lan was stunned.

After looking at the postures of himself and Han Qiao, I was a little suspicious that my Chinese teacher might have a side job.

Is this called unfamiliarity?

"Isn't my company the company?" Han Qiao looked at him affectionately: "I work so hard to give you and your children a good life."

"so."

"I don't believe in Sister Wang, but I believe in you."

"You want Sister Wang to be the financial manager." Han Qiao agreed very simply: "You ask Sister Wang to submit her resume. As long as the interview is fine, I will have no problem either."

This is not Han Qiao fooling Qin Lan.

He rarely takes care of the company's affairs, but the company has rules and regulations. If you set a precedent, don't blame cockroaches in the dark.

"Senior Brother..." The poor Xiaolan didn't know that he was suffering from PUA. He was so moved that he was so soft that his body collapsed into mud. He hugged Han Qiao with his jade arms, as if he wanted to rub himself into Han Qiao's body.

This man is worth it.

What a heavy burden.

Han Qiao was a little suffocated, patted Qin Lan's fragrant back, and thought for a while: "Since you have the idea of ​​managing the company now, let Sister Wang set up an Internet technology company."

Qin Lan was bubbling with happiness, and his mind was a little too small, so he drew circles: "What are you doing to set up a network technology company?"

"Stupid." Han Qiao poked Qin Lan Guangjie's forehead: "Of course, it's a music playback software and a video playback software."

Han Qiao had planned the music playback software long ago. After all, he has Pangu Music as the support. The online copyright of the songs he acquired is too wasteful. More importantly, the ringtone is a trend, and it is okay to make quick money.

and.

With the advent of the Internet era of music, online singers are about to appear.

The three giants of QQ Music cannot be missed.

Yao Beina's singing skills cannot be wasted.

More importantly, 2003 is a good time to enter the music playback software. The three major music playback software giants, Kugou, QQ Music, Baidu Music, and the earliest Kugou, will all be next year.

The well-known domestic music playback software, Qianqian Jingting, has a huge market share, but it is a conscientious software, without any advertisements or charges, and developers do not want to make money.

Han Qiao thought about buying it for him.

Then.

With a well-known platform and an operational vision beyond the times, you are not afraid of not being able to get a share of the pie. It is impossible to monopolize it, and at most it is three points to the world.

Video playback software is to layout online video websites. After all, Pangu Film and Television has a lot of copyrights, all of which are high-quality works. Instead of selling them, it is better to keep them in your own hands.

in addition.

Han Qiao still has ambitions, and video websites will involve film and television production. When he thinks about the business level of celebrities’ garbage in the traffic era, Han Qiao wants to keep the threshold of the entertainment industry.

Han Qiao said how to plan and explained Qin Lan in detail. She smoked her throat and stroked Qin Lan's beautiful back and asked, "Xiao Lan, do you understand?"

There was no sound in my arms.

Han Qiao wondered, and when he looked down, his face turned dark.

Qin Lan's red lips were slightly opened, his hair spread in his chest, his jade arms were wrapped around Han Qiao's arms, biting his fingers, and he was sleeping soundly.

A little scheming, but not much scheming.

Han Qiao shook his head and pulled the quilt to cover Qin Lan.

……………………

With the arrival of the bearded man, he forced Han Qiao and Ju Mingliang to fight openly and secretly, and the Duan Yu team of the Tianlong Ba tribe officially started.

Han Qiao found it helplessly.

Ju Mingliang has a bright attitude and said that he will work hard in the future, but people are not easy to mess with, and the requirements for filming are strict.

Too harsh and perverted.

Wear small shoes openly.

Han Qiao has no good idea in this regard.

after all.

This is the director’s requirement for actors. If he fails to meet the requirements, he cannot afford to be a job, and he cannot blame others.

The role of the star Duan Yu involves many characters. From Wuliang Mountain, Mu Wanqing, the four evil people, Dali Duan, Duan Zhengchun's wife appeared...

Han Qiao had no choice but to take a twelve-point mental response.

This day.

The sun is hot at noon and the wind is carrying Mars.

A cliff at the foot of Cangshan Mountain in Dali.

Duan Yu was carrying Mu Wanqing on his back and climbed hard on the steep rocks. Behind him were the pursuers of Lingjiu Palace, chasing them with swords.

The rocks were roasting hot, and when they felt like burning iron, Han Qiao was wearing a white dress, messy, her handsome face was covered with dust, and beads of sweat as big as beans on her forehead rolled down.

This scene was caused by Mu Wanqing being seriously injured.

Yang Xiaomi lay honestly on Han Qiao's back, holding Han Qiao's neck with both hands.

At this time.

The sharp wind sounded from behind him, piercing his eardrums. Duan Yu did not think about it and dodged sideways, but saw a sleeve arrow penetrated into the cracks of the rocks, and the arrow tail trembled.

This delayed.

The Holy Envoy of Lingjiu Palace chased after him, shook his short sleeves, and the long sword pierced out with a "clang".

The strong wind blew, and Duan Yu was almost avoiding it. Then the sword wind was like a splash of water. Duan Yu was exhausted to deal with it, and as his hand fell from the cliff.

He grabbed the grass and trees with both hands, slid down for several meters, just avoiding the piercing sword, and gritted his teeth and continued to climb towards the top of the cliff.

"Click".

Ju Mingliang looked at the monitor with a blank expression: "Continue to start work after lunch break."

The staff of big shorts and plastic slippers suddenly rushed into the set, packing up props.

Han Qiao came down from the Wiya, and the inner side of the legs of the steel wire was spreading, and the hands were covered in blood.
To be continued...