Midnight Cinderella: 50.Fiftieth Night

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Haha! One look at He Zhiyuan's face showed that he had no good intentions.

Feng Jing picked up his phone and wanted to send a WeChat message to Jiang Ran, but he was hesitant about which way would look more natural. He flipped through the latest Moments posted by "Dake Ke Purchasing", edited a message quickly with his fingertips, and sent it.

Feng: Miss Jiang, are you still outside? I saw the Fleur facial cream you posted and wanted to buy one for my sister [cute]

Dake Ke Purchasing Agent: Hello~We have Fleur facial cream~

Feng Jing was stunned for a moment. By the way, he remembered that Jiang Ran had said that she only used the WeChat web version to reply to messages. She was outside at the moment, and the person on WeChat should not be her. He thought for a while and then sent a reply to Dakeke.

Feng: Okay, are you Miss Jiang?

Zhao Ke looked at this message and thought this person was very strange. Just buy things. Why do you have to go to Jiang Ran? Could it be that he had some intention against her?

Dakeke Purchasing Agent: I am not, but it is the same as placing an order with me. I will send her the order information when she comes back.

Feng: That’s right. I’m Miss Jiang’s neighbor and live above her. I want to ask her when she’ll be home. I can just go down and get it.

Dakeke Purchasing Agent: Oh, that’s it! Wait a minute, I'll ask her.

Zhao Ke returned to the WeChat interface and clicked on Jiang Ran's personal account: "Do you have a neighbor who buys things from you?"

Jiang Ran: Ah, yes, my surname is Feng

Dake Ke Purchasing Agent: Oh, that’s him. He wants to buy Fleur’s facial cream. He asks when you will be home, and he goes to get it from you

Jiang Ran: I’m on the subway. I’ll be home in half an hour

Dake Ke purchasing agent: [ok]

Zhao Ke found Feng Jing's dialog box and replied to him: "Jiang Ran will be home soon. She will contact you when she arrives."

Feng Jing had been holding his cell phone and waiting for news. After seeing this sentence, he finally felt relieved: "Okay, thank you."

He put the phone aside and continued to sit on the balcony waiting for Jiang Ran - he didn't know that his current appearance was exactly the same as Erhuang who was lying on the balcony waiting for Jiang Ran to come home.

As soon as Jiang Ran got home, Erhuang came up with a welcome: "Woof woof!"

"Erhuang, don't make trouble. I'll take you for a walk later." Jiang Ran kept stopping him with his feet to prevent him from running out the door. After closing the door behind him, Jiang Ran changed into a pair of slippers and went to the warehouse. Finding Fleur's facial cream on the shelf, she turned on her computer and sent a message to Feng Jing: "Mr. Feng, Fleur's facial cream is available in 30ml and 60ml, which one do you want?"

Perhaps feeling relieved, Feng Jing leaned on the small sofa on the balcony and fell asleep unknowingly. The notification tone of his cell phone suddenly rang. His eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.

It was Jiang Ran who responded to his message.

Seal: 60ml.

Feng: Are you already home?

Dake Ke Purchasing Agent: Yes, I will deliver it to you

Feng: It doesn’t matter, I can just come down and get it myself

Dakeke purchasing agent: That’s good

Jiang Ran opened the Excel sheet, looked at the order, and sent him a detailed account of his consumption. At the end, he also attached the balance of 10,000 yuan he had deposited.

Looking at it like this, she felt again that Mr. Feng was really kind to his sister. Not to mention the little things before, Fleur is the world's top skin care brand, and a bottle of 30ml facial cream is priced at thousands of yuan. , Jiang Ran has been cultivating it for a long time, but has never made any use of it.

Hmm, why don’t she try Fleur’s before her current cream is used up? Alas, it would be great if she also had a brother like Mr. Feng.

She tidied the shelves and heard the doorbell. Erhuang shouted at the door. Jiang Ran went out with the facial cream and opened the door for Feng Jing.

Erhuang saw Feng Jing standing outside and circled around him excitedly. Jiang Ran grabbed it and handed the cream to Feng Jing: "This is it, 60ml."

Feng Jing glanced at the small bottle of facial cream and nodded to Jiang Ran: "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No, by the way, have you seen the details I sent you?"

"I see, Miss Jiang works very hard."

Jiang Ran smiled: "That's right. After all, it's about money..." Before she could finish her words, Erhuang rushed past her line of defense and rubbed against Feng Jing's leg: " Woof woof."

Jiang Ran: "..."

She hugged Erhuang directly and looked at Feng Jing with a bit of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I don't know why, but Erhuang seems to like you very much."

Feng Jing smiled and rubbed Erhuang's head and said, "It's okay, I quite like it too."

"Woof woof!"

Jiang Ran had a strange feeling at this moment. Why did it seem like there was some secret between this person and the dog?

"Then I'll go up first." Feng Jing rubbed Erhuang again and stopped disturbing Jiang Ran.

"Um, Mr. Feng." Jiang Ran impulsively called him before he turned around.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jing stopped, waiting for her to say something. Jiang Ran rubbed his hands on Erhuang's body in a chaotic manner, and then he tentatively said, "Is your cold still not gone?"

Feng Jing's eyes darkened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal: "The cold is almost gone, but the doctor said that my respiratory tract is relatively fragile, so it is better to wear a mask."

"Oh, that's it." Jiang Ran smiled at him and said, "It's nothing, I won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Seeing that Feng Jing was about to leave, Erhuang wanted to persuade him to stay. Jiang Ran patted his restless paws and pretended to be angry: "Erhuang, your **** is itchy again, right?"

Feng Jing just took two steps: "..."

He seemed to recall some wonderful memories again.

After Jiang Ran closed the door, he put Erhuang down. Erhuang wagged his tail at her, looking very flattering. Jiang Ran stroked it with his hands, looked at it and asked, "Erhuang, why do you like Mr. Feng so much?"

"Woof woof."

Erhuang liked Jiang Ran touching him very much, and his tail waggled even more happily.

Jiang Ran sighed, holding his chin in one hand and thinking. She actually didn't believe what Mr. Feng said, but she was not a person who liked to inquire about other people's privacy. Since he was unwilling to tell, she would not get to the bottom of it.

She clapped her hands and didn't think about it again. When Erhuang saw her getting up and leaving, he also followed behind her. Jiang Ran turned around and looked at it and said: "Erhuang, I'm going to pack the goods for today's delivery. I'll take you for a walk after I send the things out. Don't make any trouble."

"Woof woof." Erhuang seemed to understand her words and obediently went back to the living room to play.

Jiang Ran frowned unconsciously. It was really strange. She always felt that Erhuang during the day was more obedient than Erhuang at night. The Erhuang who packed it for her that night was actually her own illusion, right?

After sending away the things and taking Erhuang for a walk, Jiang Ran felt lazy for a moment. She nestled on the sofa and ordered a takeaway, holding her tablet and scrolling through Weibo while waiting for dinner.

Feng Jing did not update Weibo today. Jiang Ran curled his lips and tried searching for Feng Jing on Weibo. There is a lot of content about Feng Jing on Weibo, probably because Bunny’s new series of lipsticks are about to be launched, and there is a lot of information related to lipsticks.

She browsed the pictures uploaded by various media and fans on Weibo. Erhuang also jumped on the sofa curiously, squeezed into her arms, and called twice to the people on the screen.

An idea flashed through Jiang Ran's mind. She covered Feng Jing's lips and forehead in the photo with her hands, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

So much alike.

Her heart jumped suddenly, and she stared at those eyes in trance.

No, that's impossible, that doesn't make sense. She quickly dismissed her idea.

I don’t know how long it took, but the doorbell was rang by the takeaway boy. Jiang Ran put on his slippers and went to pick up his takeaway.

She didn’t know whether she did it intentionally or not. In short, she deliberately didn’t think about it again. A few days later, Bunny’s new lipstick Serenade series was finally officially launched in the highly anticipated market.

Yan Huanhuan called Jiang Ran two days in advance and asked her to go to the counter to grab lipstick. The Serenade No. 007 used by Feng Jing in the video has undoubtedly become a popular model.

This time the Serenade series will be launched simultaneously in counters around the world, but the lip-stamping benefits are only available in domestic areas. In order to get lip print cards, many girls who stayed abroad turned to domestic purchasing agents. Jiang Ran suddenly felt like things were changing.

There are also customers on her WeChat who are looking for her to represent them, but there are only a thousand lip print cards in total, so you know how hard it is to get them. Jiang Ran rejected the girls who asked for purchasing agents one by one, and even asked Zhao Ke to send a message to WeChat Moments to express that he would not purchase lip prints on behalf of others.

If she could really grab the lip print version, she would definitely keep it for herself.

However, it turned out that she couldn't get it.

Although she and Yan Huanhuan went to Starlight Department Store early in the morning, they were still a step too late for many, many, many... many girls.

"Huanhuan, looking at the length of this team, we probably won't be able to buy it." Not to mention the lip print version, Jiang Ran felt that they might not even be able to buy the regular version.

"Shut your crow mouth!" Yan Huanhuan looked at Jiang Ran angrily, "If I don't buy it later, it's all up to you!"

Jiang Ran: "..."

It's a really good job.

Their side was queuing up in dire straits, but Feng Jing's side was experiencing a turn of events.

When he got up this morning, he received a message from the secretary of Chang Xin Studio.

Changxin Studio Mi Xiaogan: Hello Mr. Feng, I have some good news for you. Our boss is back^_^

After being dazed for two seconds, Feng Jing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his hands and feet.

"..." Everything was exactly the same as before he fell asleep, except for the slight pain in the back of his head.

He exhaled and fell back onto the pillow.

It was just a dream.

He inexplicably thought of the woman's slender neck and her beautiful collarbone in the dream.

No, no, no, he is not such a person, but this woman is too in line with his aesthetics, so...he created such a woman for himself in his dream?

... He began to seriously think about whether he should find a partner.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly. Feng Jing glanced at the door and saw that his assistant was here.

"Mi Noodles." He called out lazily, rubbed his hair and sat up. Michelle is his assistant, surnamed Mi and given name Xieer, Chinese. Let's not talk about why a Chinese would choose a foreign name. Just the name "Mi Nian" makes him want to eat rice noodles every time he says it.

"Mixian'er, I had a very fantastic dream last night. I dreamed that I turned into a dog." Feng Jing said to Michelle while changing his clothes.

Michelle stood at the door, staring at him with a complicated expression. Feng Jing put on his shirt and looked at him strangely: "What's wrong?"

Michelle walked forward quickly, opened the tightly squeezed phone, and handed it to him: "You didn't dream, you just turned into a dog!"

Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, and his attention was quickly attracted by the video on his phone. The video was obviously recorded last night, and he was still wearing the same pajamas. But in the video, he was running on the ground with his hands and feet, and kept barking "woof", just like...a mentally retarded person.

Feng Jing: "…………"

He must not have woken up yet.

"I know there is a section in your acting class called Liberating Nature, but you... have liberated it too completely!" Recalling the scene last night, Michelle still has lingering fears, "You are just... It's like losing your mind, and you can't communicate at all. In the end, I knocked you unconscious and you stopped."

"..." Feng Jing raised his head and looked at him, "No wonder I feel a little pain in the back of my head. It was you who knocked it?"

"...I, I have no choice!" Michelle still felt guilty about knocking out the boss, "If you continue to be so crazy, what if you attract other people in the hotel? Fortunately, I was the only one who saw it!"

Feng Jing pursed his thin lips slightly, thinking about this bizarre thing. The most scientific explanation now is that he turned into a dog in his dream and acted out the behavior in the dream.

However, he has no experience of sleepwalking.

Seeing that he didn’t pursue her intention of knocking him out, Michelle secretly breathed a sigh of relief: “Mr. Feng, are you under too much pressure recently? I know that after you won the Best Actor, some people on the Internet The words of King of Heaven’s fans are a bit extreme, otherwise you should stop surfing the Internet during this period.”

Feng Jing nodded slowly: "Well..."

Seeing his absent-minded look, Michelle felt even more worried: "I will report this matter to Director Qin now."

Feng Jing came to his senses immediately: "No need, I'm just too involved in filming, so there's no need to report such trivial matters to Qin Fan."

"No." Michelle shook her head firmly, "When we left, Director Qin specifically told him that all matters concerning you, no matter how big or small, must be reported to him."

Feng Jing: "..."

With so many artists under Qin Fan, how could he find the time to care about him so much?

He put his hand on Michelle's shoulder and smiled at him: "Mixianer, I hope you can understand that I am your direct boss."

"...But, my salary is paid by Director Qin." Michelle is not afraid of power and sticks to the bottom line.

Feng Jing increased the strength of his hands and his smile became deeper: "But I am the one who decides whether to continue to pay you wages. What do you think?"

"..." Michelle swallowed, "I think you are right."

"Very good." Feng Jing let go of his shoulders and continued to change clothes.

Michelle let out a "huh" breath, Feng Best Actor's aura was too powerful.

After breakfast in the hotel, Michelle drove Feng Jing to today's shooting location. Today's filming was held in an old castle, and Feng Jing also had to put on vampire makeup.

The makeup artist was still the same girl as yesterday. When she was gluing on Feng Jing's vampire dentures, her hands were shaking with excitement. Michelle looked on with fear: "Xiao Xu, be careful and don't shake your hands!"