"Intern Collins, is there anything wrong?" Feng Yiping asked without raising his head.

"It's nothing, but," Collins walked in lightly, "Feng, should you apologize to me solemnly a few times?"

"I'm sorry to you? How many times have you?" Feng Yiping looked up and looked at him.

Oh, the world is not even.

The ups and downs finally showed some gentle curves.

Yes, this girl is already eighteen this year.

Although Feng Yiping only took a look at the whole thing and did not pay special attention to certain places, girls are naturally sensitive to such gazes.

Collins blushed, but then he even took out the model style and walked to Feng Yi's table with his head held high and looked at him condescendingly, "We are friends, right?"

She was a little disappointed, and after that glance, Feng Yiping lowered his head again.

"I think we should be considered as the relationship between uncle and ignorant little girl,"

"Ah..." Collins, who was originally very imposing, looked at Feng Yiping blankly.

Her throat moved violently for a few times, because there was a strong air current surging. It was because she had thought that if she had reached her throat, she would be held back into her stomach.

She looked at Feng Yiping with some grief and anger. Can she chat properly?

"Hmph, uncle, I'm just a few years older than me," she muttered.

Although rounding, Feng Yiping, who was in 1980, was nearly ten years older than her in 1989.

"Okay, that's at least a friend, but you've been to Hollywood so many times, but you haven't found me once," she said angrily, "So, should you apologize to me?"

"I came to work, you have to study hard, so I came to Los Angeles and didn't bother you. It's a good choice, right?"

Of course, this is not the real reason. The real reason is that whenever he comes to Hollywood, Collins and Alba always go to his home to find him. That year, Huang Jingping and the others clearly expressed their opposition.

So of course, we have to worry about their feelings.

"This is not a reason," Collins said, and she walked up to Feng Yiping, squatting at the desk, looking into Feng Yiping's eyes, "Feng, do you think I hate it?"

Feng Yiping met her eyes and looked at her eyes crying, and was stunned for a moment.

Is this little girl acting or showing her true feelings?

Then he smiled, "Who would hate you such a beautiful and cute girl?"

He said this from the bottom of his heart.

Eighteen years old is the best time for girls. Collins, 18 years old, is so beautiful and dazzling, but it is as fresh as the first green in early spring.

As soon as she smiled, her curved eyebrows and shallow dimples made her look as smart as the clouds in the sky.

Who would hate such girls? Who would be willing to hate them?

Collins immediately laughed, "Really?"

Well, looking at such a beautiful and cute little girl, Feng Yiping really felt that his mood was getting clearer.

"Of course it's true, it's too late to love you,"

"Hehe," Collins smiled and prepared to stand up, but his head was just above the desk and immediately shrank back with a "whisper".

"Yiping," Wu Qian looked at an open folder and knocked on the open door twice. "I know you're here in Los Angeles. This is the list of those who hope to meet you,"

She handed the document to Feng Yiping, and then realized, huh, is there something wrong?

By the way, where is the little girl who just came in whom the boss called her friends?

She quickly took a step back, "The marked ones are Feiqi who think that if you have time, you can meet. Before dinner, we can arrange for about half an hour,"

"Let me see," Feng Yiping picked up the folder and said to Collins who was holding his pants, "Get up, the floor here is very clean."

Fortunately, this little girl came in, not Fei Qi or others. Otherwise, her little move would really make her unable to explain it even if she had a mouthful.

Of course, it goes without saying that in Hollywood, such a thing is not a matter.

However, doing such a thing is a bit fierce when the office door is open.

"Hehe," Collins stood up with a smile, swept his hair, used his hand to push away the strands of hair stuck to his lips, pursed his lips, and waved at Wu Qian, "Hi, Wu,"

Wu Qian nodded at her.

Although she believed that her boss would not do such a thing, Collins's small actions made her a little uncertain.

On the premise that such a girl actively throws herself into her arms, the boss can't hold on, and it seems that it's not impossible to understand?

Feng Yiping didn't see Collins's little moves. He circled the list a few times, "I just saw these two,"

"So, do you know why I am quiet every time I come to Los Angeles now?" Feng Yiping said.

"Also, intern Collins, you can't come to the back of my desk in the future. Fortunately, Wu Qian came, otherwise...."

"Will you get into the same trouble as Clinton?" Collins smiled.

"You dare to say anything, right," Feng Yiping pointed to the opposite side.

"Oh," Collins pouted and walked to the opposite side in a bad mood.

"Who are you going to meet at night? Are there any places to need interns' services?" Collins asked with interest.

Intern service? Wu Qian felt a little unheard of.

This Hollywood star second generation is really bold enough to be more vigorous than the seafood in Cantonese restaurants.

"You won't be interested," said Feng Yiping. "Not any interesting people, nor will it be any interesting meetings,"

"I think it's also quite interesting to talk about business with people," Collins said.

The next moment, when she saw Feng Yiping look at her, she quickly said "oh" and made a zipper on her mouth.

Wu Qian couldn't help looking at her mouth again.

"Also, inform Feiqi and ask him to make an appointment with the person in charge of Digital Kingdom Special Effects Company. Can they meet me before noon tomorrow," said Feng Yiping.

"What are you talking about?" Wu Qian asked.

"Well, then let Feiqi go and explore their voice first," Feng Yiping thought for a while, "see if they have any intention of accepting capital injections or being acquired."

He looked at the production plan carefully prepared by Feiqi, and Feiqi's shooting arrangements were all scheduled after 2020.

Although it may not be possible to follow his plan during the specific implementation process, Marvel will definitely not be able to make few movies in the future, and every step of Marvel's film is inseparable from special effects production.

Since it is said that the Digital Kingdom is indeed quite powerful, it is naturally a good thing if it can be acquired.

"Okay, I'll tell Mr. Feiqi now," Wu Qian took the folder and lowered her head and walked out.

But she couldn't help but think, just now, was there really nothing happened, or did you perform well later?

It was really the few small actions that Collins had when he stood up that made her feel a little suspicious.

So at this time, she also had the idea of ​​going to Feng Yiping’s desk and standing beside him to take a look.

If that's the case, it shouldn't be pulled up yet.

Tsk, what am I thinking?

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"Have you gained a lot when you were in the company?" While writing an email, Feng Yiping asked, even sitting there, Collins was not at ease.

"It's boring," Collins leaned on the table, "I have no interest in how to make a movie, and the company doesn't let me interview those stars on the set,"

"No one has arranged a role for a beautiful girl like me who is loved by everyone," she became excited again, "Feng, I want to complain to you?"

"who?"

"Ivanka?"

"Ivanka? Aren't you just intern at Marvel? How could you still have contact with the apparel company?"

"I went to interview a model from your clothing company, but I was not selected. Do you think this is reasonable?"

"My qualifications and achievements in the modeling industry are no worse than hers," Collins said.

This is true.

She also has been a model since she was a child.

The reason why many wealthy children in the United States have experienced being models is not because their own conditions must be very excellent, mainly because they do not lack fashion resources.

"Oh, it's this, it has nothing to do with her," Feng Yiping said. "It's me who told them not to choose you,"

"Ah, why?" Collins stood up again, "So, should you apologize to me?"

"No, should you compensate me?"

"What to compensate?" Huang Jingping walked in from outside and asked with a smile.

But Feng Yiping felt that there was definitely no smile in her eyes behind her sunglasses.

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Chapter completed!