She hesitated, "but do you believe that director Feng will choose me as the number one female?"

The man stared at her with dark eyes. "I don't believe him. I just believe you."

Heart, suddenly jump.

Facing the light, Tang Qingge looked at the man's trusting eyes. He completely believed in her eyes without any hesitation. He believed that she could move director Feng, so he trusted her.

Joe Nancheng did not believe her for countless times, but he chose to believe her unconditionally.

Tang Qingge raised her head, a little proud, and just about to pull up the corners of her mouth, she said modestly, "OK, since the boss believes me so much, how can I, an employee, not have a try."

"Go, go, don't let director Feng run away. I won't wait for you, boss. Let's go first."

He patted her on the head. "Go."

Tang Qingge was very excited, "Hey!"

Assistant Qin, "..."

I'm afraid Miss Tang doesn't need any wind.

Sunshimao did not expect that Tang Qingge had not heard the wind blowing in his ears. Bo Qichen agreed. He looked at it foolishly.

Who would have thought that there was someone in my heart. From the day she stayed, he spoiled her. As long as she wanted it and he had it, he would give it.

Isn't that strange?

Sunshimao scratched his bald head and went into the club.

There are all kinds of entertainment facilities in the ninethousand square meters entertainment club. Moreover, there are many priceless and rare collections that can not be bought with money sealed in glass cabinets. They are not magnificent, but rather unique!

The high ceiling gives people a feeling of incomparably empty here. In fact, it is very empty here, but the smell of Pro money fills the whole club.

It's all money!

Tang Qingge found director Feng in the club after looking for a long time. In a box, director Feng was eating with his wife and children, and there were only servants around. This situation seemed not suitable for her.

But the chance is grasped by oneself.

Tang Qingge looks at Feng Dao's children and suddenly has an idea.

After a while, the lights in the box dimmed, and Tang Qingge, who was pushing the dining car humming a birthday song, came slowly in the light of candles. The children around Feng Dao shouted excitedly when they saw the birthday cake pushed by the dining car.

"It's a cake, Mommy. Today is ruiruirui's birthday! Is this a surprise you prepared for ruiruirui?"

A look of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the woman beside Feng Dao. Feng Dao motioned to Feng Dao that she was all right. Looking at Tang Qingge bringing the cake to the table, he hesitated and said, "Happy Birthday to you, Ruirui."

Ruirui's eyes moved from the cake to her face, wondering, "do you know me?"

"Yes, you and director Feng participated in the parent-child program, didn't you? I remember you said in the program that today is your birthday, so you specially asked someone to make a fruit cake for you."

Feng Dao's wife suddenly said, "in fact, we are going to go back to celebrate Ruirui's birthday."

This is a fake. They came here for dinner to celebrate ruiruirui's birthday. However, director Feng was afraid that others would come and cause trouble. He would not let anyone bring a cake anyway.

She knew what the young actress thought, but she wondered how she could get into such a place as this little-known actress.

Tang Qingge smiled and said, "Mrs. Feng's necklace is really beautiful. I remember that the popular item in the summer this year seems to be the one on Mrs. Feng's neck. The bright pearls, especially the red gemstones, set off Mrs. Feng's face ruddy. Mrs. Feng is beautiful, and the gem necklace is also beautiful."