Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Chapter 258

Zhang Yumeng put on the pearl earrings, narrowed her beautiful eyes, touched her curly hair, and said in a low voice, "Let's see whose retribution comes first."

She looked at the mirror smugly, made a few poses and took pictures, shared them in her circle of friends, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Don't forget to take the props you prepared in my shop with you." At some time, Ji Mingyou was already standing behind him, his eyes were cold, his black striped suit was mysterious, his gold-rimmed glasses were more abstinent, and his appearance was extraordinary.

When Zhang Yumeng raised her head, she was taken aback. Even though the man in front of her was handsome, when she remembered her hands and feet, she felt scared for a while: "I will send someone to take it away."

After she finished speaking, she took the mirror and drew her eyebrows again.

"By the way, are all your bad comments really deleted?" Ji Mingyou sneered, as if playing tricks on his prey.

After watching him walk away, Zhang Yumeng slapped down the table angrily, her hands were burning with pain: "Damn it, who deliberately messed with me?"

"Could it be him?" Even though Xu Xiangnan tried his best to suppress the bad reviews and even whitewashed himself, many newspapers seemed to be in conflict with her.

"It's just a small store manager, that's all." Zhang Yumeng no longer tolerated herself to continue thinking about it, started the show with a headache, and planned to perform well.

The director came over and signaled everyone to take their seats: "Start shooting!"

Lin Weiwei was wearing a small foreign dress, and the tail of her hair was slightly permed to accentuate the delicacy of her facial features. She helped out: "Let me get the materials."

"Just remind me in 10 minutes." The desserts made by Ji Mingyou are a major selling point of the show, and sometimes he designs some cakes himself.

He saw that there were a lot of handicapped people yelling no at the bottom of the comments, so he first made a simple blueberry pie.

"As a guest, I'm always clumsy. I feel that the two of them are enough." The perfect cooperation of the two made Zhang Yumeng very embarrassed, like a multi-growing branch, which was extraordinarily abrupt.

Lin Weiwei helped the general wash the blueberries and dry them, without saying a word the whole time, as if acquiescing to her words.

Zhang Yumeng was stunned, grinding her back molars, in order to successfully whiten herself, she couldn't help standing up, picked up the spatula and squeezed over: "I'll help too, pour the processed blueberries into the mold, right?" .”

"No! There's still meringue." Ji Mingyou hurriedly stopped her, and some blueberries still fell on the table.

"I really want to help but I don't seem to know anything." Zhang Yumeng became more and more out of control, and couldn't even understand basic common sense.

After a show, only her apology could be heard.

After resting for a while, Lin Weiwei took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I still know how to set up people, but I underestimated you."

It doesn't work to set up anything, but if you have to set up a fool, it can be regarded as going all out for the sake of whitewashing.

The meringue was torn, Lin Weiwei took it over and planned to make it again, and walked quickly.

With a "bang", the mold with the meringue fell to the ground, and Lin Weiwei reacted quickly to support the table without losing his composure.

"Oh my god, this puff pastry failed three times and fell to the ground." Zhang Yumeng covered her mouth in panic, squatting on the ground with a look of self-blame.

Lin Weiwei was almost out of breath and rolled his eyes. Didn't you cause the previous failure on purpose?

"Don't worry about that for now, is the floor slippery?" Seeing that she almost fell, Ji Mingyou dragged her considerately, and saw a heel lying on the ground, which was very obvious.

Looking along, Lin Weiwei's shoes are one high and one low, and the bottom of each shoe is already clearly visible.

"The ground is a bit dirty, I'll clean it up." Ji Mingyou picked it up indifferently, and handed it over with a look. The clothing group was too careless.

Lin Weiwei kept standing on tiptoe, acting as if nothing had happened, and his ill-fitting shoes broke down again, and his anger soared.

"It's okay, with the help of the guests, our show will be up soon." She poked the puff pastry with a fork as if venting, and said sarcastically, "If the handicapped party sees this show, I'm afraid they will doubt life. Bar."

This episode of the show was slandered again, Lin Weiwei pouted, very displeased.

"I'll clean it up here, it's all stuck to the floor." Seeing her calm expression, Zhang Yumeng snorted. It's luck, and you'll have to wait!

Lin Weiwei looked at the time, moved over to pick up the bag, glanced at Zhang Yumeng who was squatting speechlessly, and was very reluctant for her to come: "Be sure to clean it up."

"No problem, finally there is something I can help with."

Seeing the camera, Zhang Yumeng put on an innocent look, not at all disgusted.

Ji Mingyou made another meringue, picked up a button from the side, frowned and said, "Where did this come from?"

He looked to the side, his eyes sank, and saw that Lin Weiwei's neckline had been stitched open, revealing his fair skin.

The camera moved slowly, but Lin Weiwei didn't notice it, so he lowered his waist, and the scenery inside was faintly visible.

Ji Mingyou took a breath, pulled her arm to force Lin Weiwei to stand up straight, picked up a decorative newspaper and handed it over, just covering her chest.

"What are you doing? This newspaper is covered with a layer of dust, what if it falls into the blueberries?" Lin Weiwei's eyes were full of confusion, and he planned to throw the newspaper away, rather displeased.

Ji Mingyou frowned, shook his head, pressed her hand, and reminded: "Look carefully and check."

If he reminds everyone, everyone in the audience will know. Wouldn't that make Lin Weiwei die of shame?

"What! It's just a newspaper for decoration, and the words on it are wrong." Lin Weiwei glanced casually, without the slightest notice. Could it be that Ji Mingyou also wants to set up a personal profile?

don't!A fool plus the strange Ji Mingyou, she couldn't bear it alone.

"Really? Let me take a look." Ji Mingyou saw that the hint was invalid, his ears were stained with crimson, and he pointed down unnaturally.

"That must be wrong."

Lin Weiwei looked at his chest, his eyes widened, he opened the newspaper in a panic, and said in embarrassment: "It's really wrong, how did you see it?"

"I just want to find the English word for the button, and it happens to be in the newspaper." Ji Mingyou had expected it a long time ago, and put the button on the table in his hand, explaining his unintentional intention.

The directors were confused, scratched their heads, and asked each other, "What are you talking about?"

Zhang Yumeng, who was at the side, was aware of the situation, threw away the dirty puff pastry, and whispered: "It's not in vain that I came early and tampered with your clothes, let me help you make the fire again."

She stood up and put on an ignorant look again, but she was thinking about tomorrow's headlines.

Was it Lin Weiwei who was banned for showing his love in public, or was he deliberately hyped and scolded?

She raised the corners of her mouth, which was very pleasing.

Lin Weiwei was wearing a low-necked suspenders and didn't realize it for a long time, signaling to the director to end.

"Come on!" The director shook his head, gave encouragement and gave a thumbs up.

"What step have you made?" Zhang Yumeng came over, cleaned her hands, and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you come to help, holding a newspaper is too much of a hindrance, so let's put it down quickly."

As she spoke, she stepped forward to grab it.