Imperial CEO's Overbearing Love

Chapter 231

Gu Jinben is very delicate. She has blue pupils and her skin is as white as snow. She is foreign-style and fashionable.

In the face of the entertainment industry, she is very special.

With a beautiful face, the starting point is the leading role of director Nangong. It's strange that such a woman is not hot.

"Miss Elena, it's said that this is your first work, and the first one is female. Is there any burden on you?"

"Miss Elena, what famous university did you graduate from?"

"Miss Elena, I heard that you have a good personal relationship with the director. What is your relationship?"

As soon as Gu Jinyi came out, all the people's fire was focused on her, especially her relationship with Nangong.

She had expected this situation for a long time, and she did not panic much.

Gu Jin grinned and calmly replied: "it doesn't matter whether I have experience or not. It doesn't matter where I come from. It's important that you pay more attention to this film. It's the hard work of director Nangong for several years. I will try my best to perform it."

She tossed around, and she didn't answer a word you wanted to know. Reporters' microphones were handed over to her face one after another.

"Miss Elena, please respond to us more."

Nangong Mo gentleman blocked those microphones. "Ladies and gentlemen, today my movie is just titled. The focus is on charity dinner. Please pay more attention to charity."

Gu Jin took Nangong Mo's hand and walked gracefully towards the hall. There were still countless flashing lights behind them.

As soon as she came, she became the protagonist. Hua Qing's face was ugly, but she forced her face to smile.

A little reporter muttered to himself, "I don't know if it's my illusion. How can I feel that this miss Elena is familiar?"

The mobile phone rings, the female reporter connected the phone, has not seen people bending over the phone, "editor in chief, I have arrived at the conference."

From the phone came the chief editor's roaring voice: "okra, if you don't want to bring back the explosive manuscript this time, you'll get out of here tomorrow!"

"Editor in chief, I know I know. Don't yell. You have to go to the hospital when your voice is broken." Okra is a cold headed green.

"Dare you curse me? Believe it or not, I will open you now

"No, chief editor. I'm going to find the explosive news. You wait." Okra hung up in a hurry.

Okra entered a magazine after graduation. In the past six months, every time she brought back the manuscript, it was not the grandmother who lost it, or the cat was rescued by firemen.

She thinks it is necessary to publicize positive energy. However, the editor in chief said that there was no flow of such subjects, so she went to dig for stars.

Okra finally got the ticket, and he left before he crowded in. What can I do?

If you can't bring the hot news back, you will be fired. Okra looks at the bright men and women in front of her, with only one idea in her mind.

Never let them run away!

Okra stepped back a few steps and ran to the front, shouting: "whose money has been lost?"

This roar really caught everyone's attention, and the reporters bowed their heads subconsciously.

Okra has a vigorous body, jumps and jumps to highlight the encirclement, and finally successfully jumps into the red carpet with a run-up.

Nangong Mo and Gu Jin walked just as fast as they could, and suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling behind them.

Then there was a pair of hands around his calf, Nangong Mo frowned and turned to look at his feet.

A female journalist with a microphone in her hand, with her hair in disorder, clings to his leg.

His sharp eyes saw that female reporters cut nails of different lengths. He always paid attention to quality and cleanliness, and his brow deepened.

How can a woman live like she's a mess?

Nangong Mo, of course, didn't know okra was riding his own electric donkey all the way, but it was very windy today, and her hairstyle had been disordered.

Just by other reporters crowded around, the clothes on the body are naturally messy.

"Director Nangong, I have something to ask you!" Okra at the moment where will take into account their own image, full of brain only want to ask a strong news.

Nangong Mo only likes money in his life. In his eyes, every object has a value.

For example, Gu Jin is a man of great value, and a slovenly woman holding his legs has only negative value.

"Coal ball, let me go." Nangong Mo said mercilessly.

Okra is not black, but its hair is black and bright. It looks like a ball in a mess.

Okra a Zheng, "what, coal ball?"

Gu Jin lowered her head to okra's big eyes, which made her think of her past self.

At a glance, she had never experienced the wind, frost, rain and snow. She finally knew why Si Li Ting used to take care of her so carefully.

Such a clean eye is like the clearest stream in the mountain stream, and I don't want anyone to destroy and dye with impurities.Now she has the same feeling, she wants to keep her eyes clean.

Gu Jin knows Nangong Mo's character, poisonous tongue and power. He certainly doesn't look down on this woman.

Before he got angry, Gu jinla took his hand and stopped his next words.

"What do you want to ask, miss?"

"Can I really ask?" Okra's big black eyes blink and blink very cute.

Gu Jin's smile at the moment just removed the hypocrisy, warm smile: "yes, right, director?"

Since Gu Jin has opened his mouth, Nangong Mo is not good at rejecting it. He replied dryly: "you can only ask one. You can ask again after you think about it."

Okra swallows saliva, at the moment, a lot of problems pop up in my mind, like a barrage of bullets flying around.

The most powerful must be gossip. The more gossip, the better.

Many reporters off the field have been giving her advice, "ask director Nangong what is the relationship with Elena."

"Why did director Nangong choose a new actress without representative works as an actress?"

"Ask director Nangong..."

Everybody you say me a word, okra brain will explode.

Nangong Mo has been a little impatient, his voice cold way: "black coal ball, in the end ask not to ask, don't ask me to leave."

"Ask, I ask." Where does okra think of other things, he asked: "director Nangong, will you wear autumn trousers in winter?"

What? Pants?

As soon as this question was asked, everyone in the audience was stunned. Even Gu Jin was stunned.

She thought it was such a good opportunity that the little reporter would ask any embarrassing questions. She thought about how to answer them in her heart. Who knows the little reporter actually asked such a question.

It is estimated that no one has ever come before and no one will come after. It is just a stream of clean water among journalists.

Everyone wakes up from the shock and looks at Nangong Mo's legs in the next second. It seems that everyone is brainwashed by this magical problem.

Autumn pants are every young people's nightmare. In winter, every mother will let people wear them.

So famous genius director, in the winter of snow will wear pants?

Okra's microphone held high. After asking this question, she would like to bite off her tongue and be scolded to death by the editor in chief.

I'm going to be fired

While waiting for the result, Nangong Mo's gnashing teeth voice came: "don't wear it."

Is this black coal ball playing with itself? To ask such stupid questions.

Okra was almost conditioned, and immediately asked, "aren't you cold? It's so much below zero in winter that if you don't wear pants, you'll die of cold. "

Nangong Mo suddenly laughed, "there is air conditioning in the car and air conditioning in the room. The outdoor time is no more than 10 minutes. Do you think it is necessary to wear autumn trousers?"

Okra on his disdainful smile, the heart was hit by 10000 points, Nangong Mo is laughing at her poverty.

"Well, I've answered two of your questions. Let go."

Okra had to let go. She scratched her head, and she was ready to pack up her bedding and prepare to leave.

She certainly will not know, her own words set off a period of time the autumn pants craze.

Nangong Mo tou doesn't return, and he leaves in a huff. What are these things.

Looking back at Gu Jin's smile, "what's funny?"

"Nothing, just a little sigh. She looks like me before."

Once upon a time, she was reckless and stupid. If she hadn't met Si Li Ting, she would have been wiped out.