"That's great, Huang Ting. I think we can seize the opportunity of these two years and give Haitang a good packaging and a good operation team. In this short period of time, she can become famous all over the world. So, this time at the South African Olympics
The lead singer must have come from our Chinese media!" The makeup artists were all excited, and each of them said excitedly: "By then, we will be able to go to South Africa to watch the Olympics with Haitang!"
Looking at this group of excited girls, Huang Ting shook her head helplessly. It would be difficult to defeat Emperor Group and Asia Pacific Media. It seemed that she still needed to use her brains in this regard. Huang Ting glanced at a few people and said,
Said: "Change Haitang into a set of decent clothes!"
"Okay!" The costumers all took action. Several costumers walked around Haitang. After all, she has temperament, so everyone agreed that Haitang should follow the temperament route, the pure and elegant temperament route, instead of learning to imitate
Some female artists take a sexy route. The route determines what to wear. The costume designer chose a white dress for Haitang with a black and white belt around her waist. After putting on the dress, she tied the belt around her waist into a bow shape.
Wearing light-colored crystal high heels.
"Neck, Begonia, you have to take off that red rope!" The costume designer hurriedly took out a crystal necklace and said, "The red rope is too ugly, you have to put on this one to make you look extraordinary!"
"No!" Haitang immediately covered her chest and said, "I can't promise you this!"
"Uh..." The costume designers were stunned and turned to look at Huang Ting. Huang Ting sighed and said, "That's it. The red rope is nothing. Maybe, this is a piece of clothing for Haitang."
If it’s something important, don’t force her!”
"Okay, okay!" The costume designers were helpless. They thought of a way and put a scarf around Haitang's neck, which just covered the red rope. But, does anyone know what the red rope is?
Under the rope, hangs one of the most precious gifts in China?
"Okay, I have to take her to see Chairman Zhang!" Huang Ting took a look at Haitang and was very satisfied with her look. Haitang's figure and face look good no matter what style she looks like.
Zhang Qiang, chairman of Chinese Media, met Haitang in person. The first moment he saw Haitang, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Ms. Haitang, that's great. You look a thousand times better than in the photos."
"Director Zhang, you've thanked me for the award!" Haitang nodded slightly, politely and politely.
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Chairman Zhang circled Haitang, his eyes lingered on Haitang's buttocks for a while, and then said: "Huang Ting, Haitang is taking the pure route, right?"
"That's right!" Huang Ting nodded and said, "Dr. Zhang, I plan to go to the recording studio in the afternoon to give Haitang a try on the tone!"
"Yeah, yes!" Chairman Zhang nodded hurriedly, and then suggested: "Then...how about having a meal together at noon?"
"No, I have something else to do at noon!" Huang Ting shook her head hastily.
"You can leave if you have something to do, but Miss Haitang, can you eat with me?" Zhang Dong looked at Haitang with a smile. Huang Ting was slightly startled, and immediately understood this guy's intention. She hurriedly approached him, and then asked Dong Zhang
