Rong's new mobile phone finally had its press conference. Developers, invitees, experiencers, spokespersons, and of course a large number of media people, the conference venue of 300 people was packed.
As the spokesperson, Mingtian took the stage and sang a youthful theme song. He opened the mic and sang really hard. He danced and sang without taking a breath. He immediately heated up the venue and the ceiling of the venue was about to be lifted.
He was not very popular and did not have a fan club, so Song Tang found some people to act as fans, hold up light signs, pull out banners, and shout slogans, making the atmosphere of the scene look like a star chasing scene, and she herself enjoyed it.
"Mingtian, Mingtian, Mingtian..."
At the scene, the fake fans successfully turned into real fans, and passers-by also turned into fans. The shouts came from the heart.
Rong Chuqin was at the scene. After making a brief speech, he remained seated at the bottom.
The Mingtian on the stage was indeed capable, and his appearance was probably slightly lower than him. However, seeing Song Tang shouting hysterically Mingtian Mingtian along with others, he was depressed.
She has never shouted her name so passionately.
Today, Song Tang went to act as a fan. She changed into a British-style campus outfit, a white collared shirt, a blue and red pleated skirt, white socks, black round-toe shoes, and her hair was tied into a high ponytail on the back of her head with an off-white tie.
tulle headband.
At first glance, Rong Chuqin thought she was still 17 years old.
At the same time, the press conference was broadcast live online simultaneously, and netizens also went crazy and became fans in minutes.
——"Wow, he is so handsome. How long has it been since the entertainment industry had such a fresh, charming and memorable face?"
——"Rong's very vicious eyes, Dalangtaosha helped me find my husband, husband, husband, husband..."
——"I heard that he is Jiang Zhe's fellow junior fellow student. With his looks and temperament, if he had come out earlier, nothing would have happened to Jiang Zhe."
Mingtian's first endorsement advertisement and theme song were released simultaneously around the world and instantly appeared on major charts.
——"What kind of fairy spokesperson is this? A group of people are dancing, and all they see is Mingtian."
——"Ah ah ah, the song is nice, the dance is nice, Mingtian is so handsome."
——"The Rong family is indeed very wealthy. How many people have they slaughtered?"
——"Buy, buy, buy, the mobile phones produced by Xiao Rong are not wrong. No matter whether I am making mobile phones or choosing spokespersons, Xiao Rong has impressed my aesthetic taste. Awesome!"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, Mingtian successfully broke out of the industry, and the sales of new mobile phones were also rising steadily.
The press conference was a success, and Rong arranged a high-profile dinner.
Song Tang's eye-catching outfit caused quite a stir in the eyes of colleagues, "Hey, isn't this Secretary Song? You look so young and hot today."
"Who is this? I almost didn't recognize him. I thought he was a little star from somewhere."
"Okay, okay, Secretary Song, you should become a star."
Song Tang blushed with embarrassment and explained: "Mr. Zheng said that Mingtian is not popular enough to be left out. If I had known that Mingtian's live performance was so exciting and the voice was so loud, why would I need to pretend to be a fan?! My voice is almost hoarse!"
Alright. You guys talk first, I’ll go change my clothes.”
She waved her hand and quickly took the bag and ran to the bathroom.
Not long after the dinner party started, everyone was communicating in the banquet room, and the bathroom was the emptiest at this time.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she pushed the door open, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and pushed the door harder than her, and pushed her in with it.
"Eh..." She turned around in panic, and saw the familiar man giving her a naughty smile, "Mr. Rong, what are you doing?"
With a click, the bathroom door was locked. Rong Chuqin held up the door and imprisoned her behind the door with his arms.
Looking at his determined look, she could guess that there was no one else in the bathroom.
In a five-star hotel, even the bathroom smells faintly of lemon, with no peculiar smell at all.
However, it is still a bathroom after all.
Song Tang rolled his eyes and asked: "Mr. Rong, as the master, if you are not entertaining guests at the dinner, why are you in the women's restroom?"
Rong Chuqin looked her up and down, her beauty was appetizing from a distance, and salivating from a close distance. He wished he could put her in the car and take her home right now.
"What are you looking at? Go away. I need to change clothes."
Rong Chuqin pressed her against the door unceremoniously, with a hint of jealousy in his greedy eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Where did you get these clothes?"
Song Tang subconsciously shrank back and crossed his hands in front of his chest, "I bought it now at the mall next door. You don't want to support your spokesperson. Why?"
He slowly leaned over, feeling the danger approaching, and reached out to hold the tie knot, pulling it left and right.
Although Song Tang looked down on his dissolute style, damn it, she actually swallowed her saliva when she saw him pulling his tie.
Rong Chuqin is the host of today's press conference. He is naturally unambiguous in appearance. A silver-gray haute couture suit makes him young and noble. His hair is also carefully taken care of, with hooks at the corners of his mouth.
With his piercing eyes, no one can resist his temptation.
His bony fingers pulled on the tie, pulling and pulling. As the tie slid down, the buttons were also undone, revealing two obvious collarbones.
Song Tang knew that if the neckline were opened a little wider, the exposed collarbone would be even sexier.
The closer he got, the lower he pressed, and a large shadow fell in front of her eyes.
"Hey, this is the women's bathroom. No matter what you do, you can't just do it here..."
Rong Chuqin didn't move, waiting for her to say.
"Just...just..."
"Just what?"
Song Tang closed his eyes and blurted out, "Rong Chuqin, do you have any weird habits?"
Rong Chuqin laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I want to say that this outfit looks great on you, but you are not allowed to wear it outside in the future," he said in a low tone.
Very ambiguous, "I especially like it when I wear it at home."
"..." What did she hear? Dog man!
"Hurry up and change your clothes. Once you're done, let's go out together."
"How can I change you here?"
"Where haven't I seen anything on you?"
"go out……"
Seeing her insistence, Rong Chuqin could only give in, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to go out. Song Tang stopped him and said, "Button your shirt, tie your tie, and put on your coat."
"Hahahaha, yes, my wife."
Looking at the background of him going out, Song Tang felt an indescribable sweetness in his heart. This dog man was indeed handsome today, even his back was so handsome.
She thought that it would not be difficult to fall in love with him again.
Song Tang changed clothes and wanted to put on makeup before going out. When he was going through his bag to get the air mattress, he came across the medicine box and was thoughtful.
The man outside the door was impatient and knocked on the door, "You haven't recovered for so long. Did you faint again? Song Tang?"
"Here you come, why are you urging me?" This chapter has been completed!