Chapter 1631 The Beauty Contest Ended in Vain

What's going on? Are they also having a party? Marika smiled and walked in puzzled.

The atmosphere in the living room was very relaxed, with laughter and joy, but the people were still the same people in the afternoon. Oh, there was one more girl, but at a glance, Marika could tell that the girl should be Feng Yiping's subordinate.

"Feng, Jin, Fang, hello, everyone, so happy," Marika walked over with a smile and sat down opposite Feng Yiping.

Jin Ling, holding a red wine glass, looked at Marika changing into a black dress again, and her face was a little exciting. This is the natural advantage of their profession, they can change their styles frequently.

You know, men, he still likes novelty.

"How is it, is it going well?" Feng Yiping asked.

"It's going well," Marika said, "The Chinese media is very enthusiastic, and they are also very enthusiastic about me,"

At this point, she leaned forward. The material of her dress seemed to be quite good. The two balls obviously moved downward with her movements, but they were well pulled back, that is, they jumped a little, which was quite eye-catching.

Jin Ling looked at it and rolled her eyes at the ceiling.

Feng Yiping's eyes were immediately retracted, "What's wrong?"

"I have a guess,"

"Oh,"

"At today's wrap-up party, from the media to the producers, everyone respected me very much. I mean, it was a higher level of respect than before. In fact, compared to that, my treatment today was better than that of Miss Jin,"

"This is a good thing," Feng Yiping said.

"But this may all be because of you. I'm sorry, Feng, when I called you downstairs today, the reception staff was also there. I think they should have guessed that I called you,"

"I'm sorry, I was very anxious to contact you at the time, and I'm very worried now that this will have a bad impact on you,"

Jin Ling rolled her eyes again. Since she knew the consequences, why didn't she avoid it at the time? I'm afraid you can't wait to see the related gossip in the newspaper.

"Is that so?" Feng Yiping thought for a moment, "No problem, don't worry, it won't have any impact."

He had an impression of the movie Mythology. The underground palace floating in the cave was a very amazing design, and the theme song was also good.

In Jackie Chan's later movies, he was usually the boss. Jackie Chan was also an old-school man who would pay attention to the rules of the underworld. He would not use the hype of his relationship with Marika to promote his movie.

At least they would not use me without a word of greeting. Now I am not someone that any company can take advantage of.

They should also know that I hate being on the entertainment page.

But this is also a favor.

"Wu Qian, tell Chen Tao,"

This favor can be used well, sometimes it is an opportunity.

"Will it really not have any impact?" Marika still looked a little worried.

"No," Feng Yiping waved his hand, "You must not have eaten enough. Let's go for a midnight snack,"

"Yes, it's ready a long time ago, authentic Indian flavor," Jin Ling winked at Feng Yiping.

All curry, how can it not be authentic?

"Wow, thank you, thank you," Marika looked at the big table of curry dishes, her eyes lit up.

"Because of the taste, the curry here is actually Japanese style, you can see if it suits your taste," Feng Yiping explained.

The difference between Japanese and Indian is that one is not too spicy and the other is very spicy.

The reason why the Indian people drink those not very clean water, including the Ganges water, is not like Feng Yiping and others. It is said that the very spicy Indian curry is also very important.

"I like it very much, thank you," Marika thought it was specially prepared by Feng Yiping.

The honest and loyal Feng Yiping felt a little sorry, "Tomorrow night, we have a celebration party, do you want to attend? I think your participation is a very big surprise for my colleagues,"

"I am honored,"

For the first time, Fang Yingzhi disagreed with Feng Yiping's words, "my colleague", at this time, can he not represent me?

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On the morning of the 3rd, Jin Ling's first thing was to book a styling agency. Looking at the crisp and well-fitting suit on her body, she even had an idea: Do I need my own styling team?

It seems that it is also necessary for the company's image.

I have to mention it to him in the evening. Humph, at most, I will pay for it myself.

God knows how many people from the entertainment industry will come to stick to her in the future, but she can't let them be the only one in the spotlight.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Jin Ling walked out of the office with her bag, said to the assistants, "Get off work," and left the office in a hurry with Fang Yingzhi.

The assistants didn't believe their ears or their eyes for a while. Get off work on time? Is the sun still in the east now?

God has mercy on them. This is the first time that all of them have gotten off work on time since they joined the company.

They would never have thought that the reason for this was not because of yesterday's achievements or because President Jin worked too hard these days, but because of an Indian female star.

At 7 o'clock, Jin Ling and Fang Yingzhi, dressed up as never before, sat in the Maybach, full of confidence and high spirits, rushing to the company.

It's just a matter of dressing up, as if everyone can do it.

Fang Yingzhi, who had a bad experience not long ago, is a little uncomfortable now. She pulled up the collar of her dress, "Boss Jin, actually, Yiping and Marika should be fine."

She thought about it all night yesterday, and then she realized that Marika's mention of them in the hotel must not be what she imagined, most likely just some courtesy visits.

"It's not now, but it doesn't mean it won't happen in the future," Jin Ling remembered Feng Yiping's mention of Ma Ling, but it was only the night they met..., hum, he really follows the local customs.

With such a previous record, Jin Ling always maintains a high degree of vigilance against these foreign beauties, and doesn't really believe in Feng Yiping's conduct when he is alone abroad.

"Even if it's not, we must take it seriously," she said, looking at the Oriental Pearl Tower next to her.

What's wrong with keeping a close eye on such a pearl?

We? Fang Yingzhi was surprised and happy.

Boss Jin knows what I'm thinking? She also recognizes me?

Just as she was happily trying to figure out what Jin Ling meant by this, Jin Ling received a call, and her face immediately changed, "What?"

"What's wrong, President Jin?" Fang Yingzhi was paying more attention to Jin Ling than before, her boss. Was this to acquiesce in her thoughts, and to be on an equal footing with her and to act in unison with the outside world?

"Wu Qian said that Jing Ping is back, just arrived," Jin Ling held the phone, a little silent, "Hehe," she stroked her hair back and laughed.

"What a coincidence?" Fang Yingzhi was also stunned when she heard this.

Well, after all the trouble, the real boss arrived, what a pity for all the preparations.

She looked at the grand outfits on herself and Jin Ling. If she met Jing Ping like this, it would be a bit embarrassing.

"Turn around," Jin Ling said to Wenhua who was driving.

Alas!

At 8 o'clock, Marika, who changed into a white dress this time, walked into the top floor suite again, and it sounded even more lively this time.

At first glance, there were indeed a lot of people, both men and women. Marika saw at a glance that the three people from yesterday were all there, and there was one more person among them. That one looked a little contradictory. How should I put it? She seemed to have the style of a young woman, and she looked noble and graceful.

The girl was talking to the sharp-tongued Mr. Jin at this moment, and her smiling eyes were looking at the center of the field.

The one with his back to the door in the middle of the field was also the absolute protagonist of the field, and the focus of everyone's attention. That should naturally be Feng Yiping.

However, a little girl about two or three years old, with big eyes and cuteness, who she looked at inexplicably felt a little kind, was resting on his shoulder, sleepy, and she didn't know if she hadn't woken up yet or was too sleepy.

After a few more glances, Marika couldn't help but be stunned, because the little girl was clearly very tender to Feng Yiping who was holding her, and hugged his neck tightly.

Soon, Marika understood why she felt strangely familiar with the little girl, because when she looked closely, she found that the little girl's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Feng Yiping.

What's going on?

Marika, who came here excitedly, had the urge to go downstairs.