Gao Leng walked to the little witch again, bending over to take a closer look at the little witch, but unexpectedly, the little witch suddenly stretched out her hand and knocked on his spine. Although the intensity was light, he fell onto the bed and fell heavily. Fell asleep.

The little witch endured the pain, moved her body grinningly, looked at the sleeping high cold, and sighed lightly, then immediately buried her head under the pillow, and couldn't help crying.

It's so painful, if you don't faint him, you'll be exposed.

After crying for a while, the little witch gritted her teeth and raised her head. Maybe she was too tired. Her cold complexion was a bit bad, and her brows were slightly frowned.

"Is his poison clear? I haven't slept for a whole night, I'm afraid it will be hard." The little witch couldn't help frowning. Without thinking, she raised her finger, and the pink light gleamed on her fingertips. She used her true yuan.

The little witch herself didn't realize that she was reluctant to use the true essence to relieve her pain, but she was willing to give Gao Leng without hesitation, just because she was worried that he was too tired.

Zhenyuan entered the cold body, but the little witch's face became whiter, too tired, her hands softened, and she fell asleep deeply.

Gao Leng only felt that he was full of energy and suddenly opened his eyes. He rubbed his head subconsciously: "Why did you fall asleep suddenly? Have you slept for a long time?"

At first glance, it was only ten minutes, but he seemed to have slept for ten hours, and he was full of energy.

He didn't know what was going on, he looked at the little witch who was sleeping beside him, her long eyelashes were shaking, her mouth was pouting, and there seemed to be water in the bottom of her eyes, and it seemed that she was not sleeping well.

Gao Leng felt a pain in her heart, and gently pulled her into her arms, stroking the back of her hand, coaxing her like a baby for ten minutes, the pain between the little witch's eyebrows seemed to disappear a lot, and she fell asleep deeply. .

"I have to work hard. I have money and ability to protect you." Gao Leng reluctantly put her away, gave her a kiss on her forehead, got up and left.

At this time, at five o'clock in the morning, there was a glimmer of light outside. Everyone was still asleep. When they walked to the beach, they saw Huang Cong with a serious face, wearing a suit and white gloves, standing outside the newly built outdoor. At the buffet table.

Behind him was a group of waiters who bowed their heads in fear.

Was he up and busy so early? This made Gao Leng a little surprised. This rich man who is eating, drinking, and having fun on the screen should be sleeping in the room with the hot girl at this time. It's only five o'clock. He has actually got up, and watching the battle, he is supervising Today’s daytime birthday dinner early.

Early for his birthday banquet, he arranged to eat at the beach, accompanied by the slight sea breeze and the early morning sunrise, which has a special flavor. It is said that he also invited a first-class band to perform live.

So early, without taking a break, he actually came to supervise the scene arrangement himself? Gao Leng walked over.

Huang Cong turned his head and looked at the waiter who reached out seriously. After saying something, his hand tore off the beautiful table linen on the table, and his gloved hand touched the table directly. After about ten meters, he stopped.

He looked at the white gloves, the look on his face could only be described as a lore.

"I spend nearly one million on a meal, so you can get me a table with this kind of sanitation?" He raised his hand with a sullen face, and the white glove on his hand was covered with gray that was very conspicuous.

"This..." The headed waiter hurriedly stepped forward and bent down and said: "I'm very sorry, but...this table is covered with tablecloths, and the tablecloths have just been washed. Please rest assured, Mr. Huang."

The waiters behind him all bent down to apologize.

"The tablecloth is clean, so the table can be dirty? Why don't you say that the bowl is dirty, but the dishes inside are freshly fried?!" Obviously, the waiter's words angered Huang Cong, he took a few steps forward and went straight She stretched her hand over the badge she was wearing on her chest, and handed it to the entourage behind her: "Tell the hotel boss that this person can no longer appear at my birthday dinner and disappear immediately."

It seems that Young Master Huang is showing off.

"Mr. Huang, good morning." Gao Leng, who stood by and listened to one ear, walked over and said hello.

"Yo! Gao Leng!" What surprised Gao Leng was that Huang Cong's attitude today was completely different from yesterday. He was full of enthusiasm and stretched out his hand early, holding Gao Leng's hand: "Man, you The interview gave me too much face."

Gao sneered and said, "Since you have given me the right to broadcast, of course I have to do it well. This is a win-win situation. I would like to thank you even more. But Mr. Huang, do you personally ask about this kind of clean and unclean table? It's only five o'clock."

Huang Cong's actions really surprised Gao Leng. He understood the details of the matter, but he didn't expect Huang Cong to work so hard.

You think you are working hard, but you find that people who are better than you and more qualified than you work harder than you.

Huang Cong laughed and pointed to the studio in the distance: "Aren't you busy all night? I'm the same. I have to supervise everything like birthday banquets. Look, I have a team to help me plan my birthday. Banquet, but there are always mistakes." Huang Cong raised his white gloves, which were really dirty.

"This birthday banquet is my first domestic debut. I can't be sloppy. When it's time to play, I have to play it. When it's time to do something, I still have to do it well." Huang Cong said, took out his mobile phone and handed it over: "Look, all the front page headlines of all portals are my birthday dinner, and they reprinted all your reports, your comments on the birthday dinner, and the report of an interview with the big guys who attended the dinner last night. Those gossips The next three indiscriminate photos of the magazine’s reports on the bottom of the skirt were crowded out by you."

Huang Cong said, laughing happily, and waved to the people behind him. Everyone hurriedly moved away. He leaned over and lowered his voice and said, "After the two big men accepted the interview last night, at least Ten big guys told me that they will accept interviews and increase the popularity of my birthday banquet. A dozen interviews and reports on my birthday banquet were conducted at the same time. This is simply an Oscar exposure. It’s too much of a face. My dad called and thought you were planning this report by me. He was full of praise."

"It's good for Mr. Huang to have face. A series of people accepted the interview. This is expected. Today's report will come out. Mr. Huang can rest assured that I will do it well." Gao Leng nodded and looked at the distance. The photo studio, a group of people are busy next to it, it seems that they are ready to build a new studio.

"My face, how much do you think it is worth?" Huang Cong asked eloquently.

Gao Leng was stunned, haha ​​smiled and said, "President Huang's face is priceless."

Huang Cong smiled without answering, followed his gaze and looked at the photo studio being built in the distance, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don’t call Mr. Huang from now on. Just call me Huang Cong. Don’t be called Lao Huang. It sounds like Like the old king next door, all right, I won't disturb you, go ahead."

Gao Leng nodded and turned to leave.

"Gao Leng, how much my face is worth? Tomorrow you will know. Tomorrow night, I will invite you to my spice party. The invitation letter will be sent in a while." Huang Cong said aloud after he turned around.

Gao Leng turned his head, but saw that Huang Cong had turned around and the supervisor had gone.

How much is Huang Cong's face worth? Gao sneered and shook his head. Right now, finishing the next interview is the most important thing. Ten interviews, all of them are bigwigs, and every time is precious. This is easy to get results and even easier to offend accidentally. Human affairs.

When the phone rang, he saw that the old Diao’s, and quickly picked it up, the old Diao’s nervous voice came over: "Boss, this, is there a problem with the materials of Lin Zhi and Li Chenge? I feel something is wrong! "