"Yes."

Then Zhang Weiming stopped and watched the tall figure leave.

Not far away, a girl in a professional suit heard the words Qianlong lake. She fell into deep thinking, but her mobile phone was not on her, so she hurried to send the documents and wanted to go back to the office to get her mobile phone and make a call as soon as possible.

At this time, by a fountain in Jiangcheng Times Square.

The makeup artist is making up ou Mengru in a light pink dress. The photographer, lighting engineer and director are also waiting. The hero stares at her affectionately.

Ou Mengru is really beautiful. It belongs to the kind of exquisite beauty. If you exaggerate that beauty a little, it will become a very amazing one.

Until the makeup artist announced, "OK, perfect."

Ou Meng raised his lips, "thank you."

Then she went to the fountain.

The director asked her, "can we start?"

"Well, you can." She adjusted herself to her best.

Then in the lens record, ou Mengru reaches out to accept the water droplets from the fountain. She is carefree like an innocent girl.

The handsome hero approached her. He walked slowly and had a burst of appearance. His black shirt wrapped his strong body. He hugged her from behind.

European dream is like tiny Zheng, she turns Mou to see him, "Leng Chen, still remember here?"

"Of course." He gently pulled her shoulder, then pressed his thin lips down and kissed her pink lips.

The kiss was touching, sentimental and affectionate.

In the sun, the picture feels very beautiful.

Everyone was very satisfied.

Their lips didn't separate until the director stopped.

The mobile phone just rang. The little assistant quickly took out the mobile phone from his bag: "dream is like sister! Your phone! "

Ou Mengru stepped on high heels and walked this way. When she took the mobile phone and saw the name displayed on the screen, she quickly slid over the answer button, "Hey, Yaner."

"Mengru, President Sheng has gone to Qianlong lake now. He didn't take his attendant. He went alone." The other party told her mysteriously.

Ou Mengru frowned incomprehensibly, "why did he go to Qianlong lake?"

"It's like visiting a teacher."

"Miss long?" Ou Meng was stunned.

"Yes, the teacher's surname is long." Yan'er suggested with a smile, "dream is like, so... Why don't you go too? Recently, Mrs. Sheng and Mr. Sheng have been at odds. Anyone with a clear eye can see that there is a big problem between them. "

"I see. When did he start?"

"Shouldn't it have arrived yet? Are you filming in the square today? If you start now, you should arrive before him. "

"OK, I see. Thank you, Yan'er. I'll invite you to dinner later."

"OK ~ bye!"

After hanging up his cell phone, ou Mengru walked to the car parked not far away.

"Ou Mengru!" The director called her in surprise, "Why are you going? No more? "

As soon as the footsteps stagnated, ou Mengru looked back and his mind ran quickly, "well... I'm sorry, I have something urgent now. I'll invite you to dinner and give you red packets in the evening. I'm sorry." When the voice fell, she was already in the car.

The next second, the red sports car headed for Qianlong lake.

Qianlong lake is a famous resort in Jiangcheng. It used to be a tourist attraction, but now it has been owned by individuals.

So it's relatively closed.

Here lives a respected teacher, Mr. long.

At the age of 100, he is still energetic. He is a disciple of Taoism and a master of Taijiquan. He has realized countless principles of life.