Chapter 100 She has really good taste

Shang Yueyue said she wanted to live there, but she actually did. Because Cen Shang had been filming movies in the film and television city for a certain period of time, the Cens and his wife bought a suite nearby to make it convenient for Cen Shang to live and for them to visit occasionally.

In the past two years, the works that Cen Shang has been exposed to have rarely been shot in the film and television city, and the house has been idle.

Fortunately, someone cleans it regularly so it won't become uninhabitable.

Xiang Meng's parents couldn't refuse, and the surrounding hotel environment was not very good, so they stayed together.

Only Xiang Qi rushed back to Beicheng overnight because he had to make money to support his family.

Occasionally, Xiang Chi would politely envy Cen Shang.

If nothing else, this guy has a lot of vacations!

It’s really much easier for this guy to make money than him!

It’s irritating just thinking about it!

Xiang Meng's face was not injured. The biggest problem was the blisters on his hands. As long as he was careful to avoid them, he could return to work.

She was extremely ambitious at the moment and was just trying to make some achievements to show off to her family when a representative from Reese, a top domestic cosmetics brand, came to the hospital with a contract.

The eagerness to wait seemed like a big bargain.

Those who didn’t know better thought they were signing an artist of Cen Shang’s level.

But at times like this, Xiang Meng became more cautious.

When she agreed to shoot this company's commercial with Fu Qing, firstly, she had no other choice at that time, and secondly, as an advertising model, she did not need to be responsible for consumers.

But the agent is different.

If a large number of consumers buy this product from her, they will suffer losses because the product itself has problems.

What was overdrawn was her personal credibility.

Reputation is something that is very difficult to establish but collapses very quickly.

Xiang Meng didn't dare to take risks. After meeting with the other party's representative, he made a request to try out the product.

The other party had great trust in its own products and quickly sent a set of new products.

After everyone dispersed, Xiang Meng looked at the exquisitely packaged cosmetics and fell into deep thought.

Her skin is sensitive and will show allergic symptoms at the slightest irritation, so it is not suitable for testing products.

But she had already given her word, and there was no reason for her to go back on her word.

He absently studied the ingredient list and found that there were no obvious irritating ingredients. Xiang Meng took a face towel, dipped it in water, and secretly went to Cen Shang's bedside.

After all, she relies on her face to make a living and cannot take risks.

Why not experiment with Cen Shang's face first?

Thinking like this, Xiang Meng was caught off guard and met Cen Shang's probing eyes.

He looked at Xiang Meng, then at the cosmetics in her hand, and said firmly: "You want to use me as a guinea pig?"

Xiang Meng nodded cautiously.

Cen Shang asked again: "Do you think I will agree?"

"why not?"

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

"Because I'm afraid of losing my face."

"I'm not afraid?"

"You don't have to be afraid. You rely on your strength to make a living, but I can't. I have to rely on my face."

It was really hard to refute. Cen Shang glanced at Xiang Meng again, slowly supported himself to sit up, and reached out to take what Xiang Meng was holding.

He wiped his face quickly but not roughly, followed the steps, applied lotion and eye cream respectively, and then asked Xiang Meng to leave.

"Go back and rest. I will tell you if there are any adverse reactions."

"Oh." Although Xiang Meng responded, he had no intention of leaving.

She found a stool and sat in front of Cen Shang's hospital bed, then stared at Cen Shang's face intently.

The more I looked at him, the more I felt that Cen Shangjun was a good person. I couldn't help but put the back of my hand against the side of his face.

Cen Shang was puzzled.

Xiang Meng quickly withdrew his hand and put it back on his face: "Nothing, I see your face is a little red, I don't know if it's an allergic reaction, I want to try to see if it burns my hands."

I don't know if Cen Shang believed it or not. He just held the back of his hand indifferently and pressed it against his face.
Chapter completed!