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Chapter 572

Cheng Yuan could naturally detect the changes in Song Cheng's attitude.

And Song Cheng's thoughts were almost on the table.

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Since this is such a coincidence, Feng Ning, you won't mind us eating together."

It’s just a breakfast, not to mention that the other party has helped me so much.

Feng Ning naturally wouldn't mind, but she still put her inquiring eyes on Cheng Yuan. After all, this time it was her request to Cheng Yuan.

The originally wonderful breakfast time was disturbed by someone.

Cheng Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Song, this time is not at the company's office, but comes out for breakfast. No wonder Song's group's shares have fallen by two points recently. Mr. Song's mind is not at the company."

His tone was cold, but his words were particularly heart-wrenching.

The smile on Song Cheng's face froze. He, who had always had a good temper, felt a little annoyed at this moment.

But soon, he reacted again: "Our Song family has a great career, and the ups and downs of this problem can still be borne by it. But I didn't expect that Feng Ning, how could you come out to have a meal with a small artist in the company? It would be awful if others saw it."

According to Cheng Yuan's current status in the entertainment industry, he is indeed just an 18th-tier artist. After all, he has no works, and the most popular one is only two or three Reuters pictures.

A little artist is not worthy of having a meal with Feng Ning at all.

This opening was a battle against Mai Mang. There seemed to be sparks colliding in his eyes, and the smell of gunpowder around him seemed to have become stronger several degrees.

When Feng Ning saw this scene in front of her, she supported her forehead with one hand and couldn't help but feel a little headache.

The guests around were alarmed by the movement and couldn't help but look at them.

This is a five-star restaurant, and if you wear it, it will inevitably make people laugh.

Feng Ning hurriedly said, "Song...Songcheng, otherwise you should sit down and talk."

Song Cheng naturally sat down. He sat beside Feng Ning, deliberately ignoring Cheng Yuan.

He said, "By the way, I happened to meet you here, and I have something else to say. I have a cooperation with the domestic light luxury makeup brand Rumeng. Recently, I heard that their spokesperson is about to expire and want to recruit a new endorsement. Do you want someone to try it?"

There is a rumor here in Songcheng that can help Feng Ning and make her one step faster than others.

After saying that, he glanced at Cheng Yuan with a slight show of flaunt.

But just a little artist is useless. He wants to make the men around Feng Ning feel ashamed and let them all know that they are not qualified to stay by Feng Ning's side.

Only you and Feng Ning are the best match, and you can help her.

When Feng Ning heard this, a light flashed in his eyes.

Rumeng is a light luxury makeup brand in China. It is quite famous in China, but its international reputation is very average.

This endorsement must not be given to Song Yu. After all, the endorsements she received abroad were all customized by high-end luxury. If she was given to Song Yu, it would be reduced to her status.

It is just a chance to give other female artists to the company.

Feng Ning said gratefully: "Thank you so much. You think of me in everything. I really don't know how to thank you."

After saying that, she sighed again. She knew Song Cheng’s thoughts, but she only regarded him as a friend.

I don't know how to repay him in the future...

Listening to her inaudible sigh, Song Cheng's eyes flashed slightly.
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