Chapter 1392 Your endorsement is a bit far-fetched?

   "Ask! What's the matter?"

   "Tear there, can I give myself medicine?"

   Where?

   still torn? ?

  He Zhen’s brain was just stared at for less than a second, then he immediately became sober, and then his eyes lit up.

   "Why, my little disciple couldn't bear the beauty next door, so he accidentally made you stronger??"

  Matsuya:………………

  Can he strangle this old man to death? ?

   "No, it's Xia Shao."

"Xia Xi?" He Zhen seemed to have heard some shocking news: "Hahahaha, strong? I go, good disciple, good man! In this case, if you should be strong, you must be strong, hahahaha, good job !Pretty!"

  Matsuya:…………

   "I mean, can Xia Shao take medicine by herself?"

   "Silly, why let her take the medicine by herself, and let Zhan Yu take it to her, maybe there will be another second shot!"

  Matsuya couldn't help but his old face flushed. Oh my god, what about a good monk? What about a good outsider? ? Do you want it to be so dirty? ?

  I think you came from a dirty star, right? ?

  He called He Zhen, which was a mistake in itself! ! !

   "Forget it, when I didn't say..."

Songgu said that he was about to hang up, and He Zhen was anxious: "Wait, wait, I tell you, I can't give Xia Xi a lot of oil and water during this time. Don't eat spicy food. Drink porridge three times a day. I see. NS?"

  Matsuya, who was about to hang up, was taken aback for a moment: "Why?"

   "Does it hurt when your chrysanthemum splits open?"

  "……"

  Do you want to be so straightforward to ask! ! !

   "Drinking porridge can reduce poop, silly!"

   "……………………"

   "If there is nothing wrong, take her body temperature more. Once it rises, it will be inflammation. Take her to get a drip. By the way, let me see. I should have something Xia Xi can use."

   "………………"

   "Ah, no, at home, wait for me to go to Beijing in a few days, and then..."

  Ah! !

  Matsuya hung up without even thinking about it.

  Although I got a lot of replies when I asked He Zhen, there are more boring words than useful words!

  But, porridge...

  Matsugu looked at the hearty breakfast he had prepared, thought about it, and silently removed the fried ham, bacon and fried bread.

   only the fruit salad was left, and then he cooked a thick preserved egg porridge.

  So, the final breakfast before Zhan Yu and Xia Xi was: preserved egg and lean meat porridge, hard-boiled egg, and fruit salad.

  Zhan Yu:………………

   Forget it, he still don’t explain.

  After eating breakfast, Zhan Yu took Xia Xi directly to Huayu Huanqiu.

  Today is the day to negotiate with advertisers.

   Ye Chen had been waiting at the door for a long time. When they saw them coming in, he first saluted Yu Weiwei and then walked to Xia Xi.

  "Yilan’s marketing director, Mr. Lan, is already in the meeting room."

  Xia Xi nodded, and a group of people came to the meeting room.

  Yilan, the top domestic brand, is a brand independently developed by Chinese people. The main products are retro, natural, and affordable. But the only problem now is that it can't compete with international big names.

  The habits of Chinese people are like this. They always feel that foreign cosmetics are beauty artifacts.

  It is true that foreigners have a lot of useful things, but Yilan is the same, they also have their main star products.

  That’s why they want to find first-line domestic artists to help them make a top-level advertisement and open up the market.

  Lan Wenhua lowered her head to confirm the information in her hand. To be honest, she liked the artist Xia Xi very much.

  But, is it a bit far-fetched to find a man to endorse women’s cosmetics? ?

  Or, Huayu doesn’t pay much attention to itself. A domestic cosmetics company?

  (End of this chapter)