The system covered its eyes: [Oops, I'm out of here.]
Xie Shizhu was completely controlled by Song Xiujun, and when she was a little confused, Song Xiujun remained calm and composed, as if he was in a meeting.
The man leaned close to Xie Shizhu's ear, and his slightly panting breath sprayed on her neck, causing Xie Shizhu to involuntarily shrink her shoulders.
Song Xiujun asked in a hoarse voice, "Sponsor, are you satisfied?"
Xie Shizhu opened his sleepy eyes, looked at the man's handsome face, smiled foolishly, and nodded: "I'll double the tip for you tomorrow."
Song Xiujun stared at her flushed little face and chuckled, "Okay."
*
The next day, when Xie Shizhu woke up, she did not see Song Xiuyun, but she did not know when Song Xiuyun had changed her clothes into cotton pajamas.
When Xie Shizhu was preparing for today's variety show shooting, Sister Zhang called. She sat up from the bed and answered the phone.
Sister Zhang's voice was filled with anger. "I give up. The company has also stopped your variety show. Now the only thing left is this movie. It's a small production to begin with, and the boss asked you to fight for it yourself."
Xie Shizhu was silent for a few seconds and then asked, "How do we fight for it?"
Sister Zhang checked the time and said, "There's an exchange meeting tonight. The mayor will be there. I heard he's there to welcome the president of a foreign company. The director of this movie is also there."
Xie Shizhu hesitated for a moment and said pitifully, "But I don't have a dress..."
Sister Zhang also felt troubled. After all, considering that Xie Shizhu was going to be banned, it was extremely difficult to borrow the haute couture dress.
"It's okay, just wear a dress. No one cares about you anyway. Even if the mayor comes, and that huge foreign CEO, they won't even look at you."
Xie Shizhu nodded and hung up the phone.
She had just put her phone aside when the door opened from the outside. Song Xiujun was holding a paper bag in his hand and wearing a light brown coat, looking lazy.
Xie Shizhu shuffled over to Song Xiuyun in his slippers, glanced down at his hands, snuggled into his arms again, and whispered, "Where have you been?"
Song Xiujun lowered his head and reached out to stroke her soft hair, saying gently, "Buy some necessities."
Xie Shizhu left his arms, took the paper bag from his hand, and quickly opened it. She saw a red box inside. Her face suddenly turned red. She opened other things and found an exquisite package. She threw the bag on the cabinet on the side and took out the package.
When I opened it, I found a dress, made of black silk, simple yet with a touch of elegance.
Xie Shizhu said in surprise, "What a coincidence! Sister Zhang called and asked me to attend a dinner party tonight, and they just happened to be short of a dress."
Song Xiujun stared at her joyful expression, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Well, it's indeed a bit of a coincidence."
Xie Shizhu stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the chin, and happily went to the bedroom to try on the dress.
As she entered the bedroom, Song Xiuyun's cell phone rang. He took out the phone from his windbreaker, saw the caller, frowned slightly, and was silent for a few seconds before answering the call.
Song Ying's arrogant voice came from the receiver: "Life is not easy for you, this is your retribution. I can even make your woman lose her job."
Song Xiujun's eyes darkened, and he ignored Song Ying's chattering.
"I'm going to meet the mayor tonight, and maybe you didn't know this, but a large foreign company that just came to North City has invested in Shengtai. If things continue like this, I'll be the richest CEO in the country, and you'll be nothing but a loser."
Song Xiujun said nonchalantly, "Really?"
Seeing that he was completely unaffected, Song Ying continued to attack him with words: "Yeah, Xie Shizhu isn't having a good time either. He's going to film in a remote place at the end of the month..."
Song Xiujun lowered his eyes to glance at the phone screen, then hung up the call amidst Song Ying's harsh curses.
Song Ying talked for more than ten minutes, but the other party remained silent. He thought Song Xiujun was humiliated by him and had nothing to say. When he reacted, he found that Song Xiujun had hung up the phone early.
Song Ying was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Then he asked the servant to help him to the wheelchair. He could not move at all and had to be supported by the servant. Even his suit had to be changed by the servant.
After ending the call with Song Ying, Song Xiuyun replied to the mayor's text message three hours ago. Originally, he had not planned to accept the mayor's invitation, but when he thought of Xie Shizhu going there alone, he couldn't help but worry.
Within a minute of his reply, the mayor sent three or four messages of thanks.
When Song Xiuyun heard the sound of the bedroom door opening, he quickly put his phone away and looked at the woman who came out.
Xie Shizhu is very beautiful. A black evening dress outlines her beautiful figure, and her hair is casually scattered. Even with her plain little face, she still looks radiant.
"Do I look good?" Xie Shizhu lifted the hems of her skirt and turned around in front of Song Xiuyun.
As soon as she stopped, Song Xiujun's long arms had already embraced her in his arms. He kissed her lips with his thin lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Mm, it looks very beautiful."
Xie Shizhu smiled proudly, kissed him back, and put her arms around his neck and said, "A poor guy like you can find a sponsor as beautiful as me, so you should be happy."
Song Xiuyun pursed his lips and smiled.
Indeed, ever since their identities switched, Song Xiuyun had gained unprecedented joy, so it felt pretty good to be a gigolo.
"I'm going to put on makeup. I can't shoot the variety show today." Xie Shizhu let go of her hand and turned to walk towards the bedroom. "I'm going to the city's exchange meeting tonight. Are you coming?"
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