Chapter four hundred and seventy seventh: age is not a thing
"Sister Ning, I'll give you this bouquet of flowers. Thank you for coming to the wedding. I hope we can have your wedding wine in the coming year."
Without the stage of throwing the flower ball, Wang Ying directly stuffed the flower ball into Yang Ning's hands. Whose flower falls into the house will bring happiness to that person. Getting the flower ball is a good meaning.
"Thank you!" Yang Ning was very happy holding the fiery red flower ball.
On the stage, the host instigated the artists present to sing. Fang Jing sang several songs in a row, and Yang Chaoyue and the others sang it later.
The throat felt a little dry. Fang Jing took a cup of tea to the door for breathability. Yang Ning followed him and carefully patted the ribbons on his shoulder. Now there was no need for bridesmaids. She put on the down jacket and it was much warmer.
Just as the two leaned against the door, talking and laughing, a red Audi TT sports car drove up not far away, and the door opened. Tang Yan and Zhao Liying came down, without an assistant beside them.
Seeing Fang Jing beside the door, Zhao Liying smiled and said, "Fang Jing, you said you are really good, and you don't even notify me of getting married. If I hadn't seen the hot searches, I wouldn't have known it."
Taking off the sunglasses, Tang Yan took out the gift from his bag and said, "My studio is not far from here. The employee just told me that you are married, but I don't believe it."
"Why are you here?" Fang Jing widened his eyes. This was not a misunderstanding.
"Why can't I come? I haven't attended the wedding for a long time." Zhao Liying grabbed Yang Ning's hand and blinked and smiled: "I didn't expect that Sister Ning, you are the bride, it was really unexpected."
Yang Ning is one year older than Zhao Liying. They have met each other a long time ago, but they are not very familiar with each other and have more business dealings.
When they saw Yang Ning, Tang Yan and Zhao Liying knew why Fang Jing was unwilling to notify celebrity artists. The two had an age difference, and they were afraid that they would cause criticism for making big fuss.
But this age is not a problem at all, there are even those who are dozens of years apart.
Isn’t Lao Touzi and his wife also have thirty years apart, and there are people like Jiang Wen, Guo Tianwang, and the Universe Dan.
Liu Sisi and Wu Qilong are 17 years apart, and they got married last year.
Although Fang Jing is young now, Yang Ning is not old and has a weak color. She is still a few months younger than Liu Sisi.
"Congratulations, I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts. I will make it up next time."
Seeing that Tang Yan and Zhao Liying paid for gifts, Fang Jing quickly stopped him, "You misunderstood. Today I was not my marriage, but my friend."
"Don't make fun of it, it's true or false?"
"Why are you lying to?" Fang Jing couldn't help but point to Yang Ning who was wrapped in a down jacket tightly, "Do you think we look like the groom and the bride?"
After looking at it for a few seconds, Zhao Liying refocused her head, "Like!"
"Well, which groom and bride are chatting at the door, don't spend money, you both come in and have a meeting when they come."
"How can this be done? Although it's not that you got married, we can't give a penny." He gave the money to the gift reception office and signed the name, Zhao Liying and Tang Yan entered the hotel.
It's just a few hundred thousand gifts, not a lot, they can't afford to lose this person.
"Wow, the people in your company are very well-known." Tang Yan looked at the singing and dancing on the stage, and many of them were familiar faces.
Yang Chaoyue, Wang Xiaomin, Shen Hao are all popular artists, and Yang Zi, an old acquaintance, met him a few years ago when he was still in Huanrui.
"Who is the groom?"
"The one in red clothes is his name, Gao Wei, the head of our company's publicity department. He was the one who promoted artists and film and television dramas for your studio before."
"So it's him!"
Hearing Fang Jing say about the Propaganda Department, Zhao Liying and Tang Yan reacted. Fang Jing Studio's publicity is very straitorous now. There are hundreds of marketing accounts, but it is not short of money. The hot search on Weibo is their back garden. I want to
You can get it if you want, and you can fry whoever you want.
The only one who can match their publicity and public relations abilities in the entertainment industry is the only one who is very focused on entertainment.
Before, they had activities and TV series released, and they often asked Fang Jing Studio for help, but they were all connected with Nan Jing. The name Gao Wei and they only heard the sound and did not see him.
"I'll go to the groom toast first."
"I'll go too!"
After finding a wine glass, Tang Yan and Zhao Liying rushed to Gao Wei with half a glass of wine.
Compared to Fang Jing, they are actually more willing to make friends with Gao Wei.
Fang Jing has many film and television dramas, but no matter how many more, they are, they are not much more. Putting aside their own family, there are not many characters left, and they are not short of filming.
On the contrary, Gao Wei does publicity and holds 700 marketing accounts. He uses them all in daily life. Whether it is public relations or publicity, it is a powerful tool. Everyone can cooperate well after establishing a good relationship.
In the evening, Fang Jing was drunk six or seventy minutes. Yang Ning helped him back to the villa. He hadn't seen each other for half a year. After washing, it was already midnight.
"Do you think our wedding will be so lively in the future?"
"Yes, it's more lively than this." Holding Yang Ning, Fang Jing seemed to rub her into her arms, and leaned down and said softly: "Don't be too tired over there, you should also rest when it's time to rest."
"In the future, let's spend more time gathering, film less dramas and show less. Do you think it's okay?"
"What a ghost!" Yang Ning gritted her teeth and said, "You have been in a state of depression for just a few years after your debut? How could your body last for another twenty or thirty years?"
Turning over and pressing down, Fang Jing smiled wickedly: "It was possible, but now I can't explain it clearly. You don't know how long it takes for me to recover after I go to the crew to exercise."
"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Ning blinked charmingly.
"What do you say!"
"Come again? Isn't it tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow and tomorrow."
"Didn't you say you're not in good health?"
"I am willing to overdraw my life for you!"
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"Brother, I'm leaving!!"
As usual, Fang Hui walked to school with her schoolbag in a brisk pace. She came back with Yang Ning and Fang Jing yesterday, but she went to bed early and was rushed downstairs to sleep.
When he arrived at the classroom, Fang Hui and Chen Qi looked at her with a little wrong look. It has been a few months since the brother pretended to be his boyfriend last time. Chen Qi hasn't said a few words to her until now.
He is no longer active, he used to be quite attentive.
He laughed, Chen Qi took out his cell phone and shook it in front of Fang Hui, "So he is your brother!"
The picture on the phone was taken yesterday when Fang Jing was a bridesmaid, and Fang Hui was also in the back seat of the car.
"Who is my brother? Hahaha, you are so funny, Fang Jing, my brother? Then I don't have much money?"
Chen Qi had no expression on his face: Pretend, you can continue to pretend.
"But this person looks quite like me?" Fang Hui scratched her head and smirked, "But I was at home yesterday. If you don't believe me, please ask Qiuyue."
"Yeah, I'll testify!" Lin Qiuyue patted her chest.
Yesterday, Fang Hui brought her a lot of food, as well as a lot of candy and snacks.
"Is that true?" Chen Qi's face remained unchanged, and he continued to turn the next picture. A little girl squatted in front of the earthen stove, pouted and blew the fire, tied her pigtails, and her face was very dark due to smoke.
The upper right corner of the picture is marked with a metamorphosis watermark.
"Damn!" Fang Hui swears in an instant. The metamorphosis of that year was a lingering pain in her life.
She was so ugly inside, black and thin, with dry and yellow hair without nutrition, and she did some ridiculous things, such as eating eggs every day, and looking satisfied, saying that it was the best food.