Chapter 406: Chapter 406: Tang Si? "Big Brother Is Here.

Tang Si tightened his grip on the steering wheel, raising an eyebrow: "???"

Song Yi continued on her own: "Hey, I just said those guys have pretty good figures."

"Just that they need to apply more oil on, to make their muscle lines look even better."

She stared at the picture, contemplated for a moment, then continued, "As for the key areas below, staying more covered leaves room for imagination."

Tang Si’s face darkened again and again.

Is this work or a matchmaking session?

"Imagination? What kind of imagination?" the man’s magnetic, slightly lazy voice suddenly came.

Song Yi’s grip on her phone suddenly tightened, frowning as she immediately looked up: "Tang Si?"

Tang Si’s voice lifted slightly, with a hint of an upward curve: "Yeah, big brother’s here."

There was a touch of a smile at the corners of his mouth, the tone lazy and magnetic, seductively making one’s heart tremble.

Know that Song Yi liked him started with his looks, fell in love with his voice, and was loyal to his character.

She loved listening to him talk, that tone and unhurried pace spoke of seductive words, and she really had no resistance at all.

This old man really knows how to push her buttons.

Song Yi turned off her phone: "What are you doing here?"

Tang Si answered openly and straightforwardly: "Chasing you."

Song Yi: "You are delaying my work."

Just then a red light, Tang Si stopped the car, his eyes filled with a gentle smile, looked back at her: "Is my driving not as good as Li Wen’s?"

Song Yi was startled, just realizing he was wearing glasses, behind the lenses, those eyes were alluring and gentle.

One look and you can drown in his gaze.

The glasses added a scholarly air to him, but couldn’t hide the ingrained roguishness and wildness.

Instead, he resembled a seductive scholarly type even more.

Work forced Song Yi’s mind into overdrive, thinking about the male lead of the seductive scholarly type...

How irresistible would he be when deeply in love with his woman?

Especially in... on the bed?

Song Yi pressed her lips together.

Could write a novel based on this script.

She suddenly shook her head. What was she even thinking?

She had stopped writing novels! Her occupational hazard had flared up again!

"What driving skills?" Song Yi asked.

Tang Si raised his eyebrow slightly, the red light had just changed, he turned back and stepped on the gas, with a casual voice that lingered: "Any driving skills are better than his."

Song Yi: "..."

Can’t you stop being so flirtatious?

"He’s my assistant, and there’s a lot for him to handle."

Tang Si: "So you mean my brains aren’t as sharp as his?"

"I could totally surpass him. You should think about it, an assistant like him, who can be coaxed out of a car with a few words, has no sense of safety, not rigorous at all. Do you think such an assistant is competent?"

"I think he’s in need of firing. I could be your assistant."

Captain Tang wielding a shovel, poaching jobs...

At this moment, Li Wen, waiting by the roadside, drinking wind and waiting for a car, sneezed.

He touched his nose and wrapped his clothes tighter: "This weather is really cold."

Song Yi listened to Tang Si’s well-structured nonsense: "..."

Who knows what rogue tricks he’s up to now, making her unaware of how cunning he is?

Song Yi: "Today you delay my work, the loss you double compensate me."

Tang Si: "I could compensate you with myself."

"..." Like she’d care?

"What did you just say about a good figure?" Tang Si: "Which men have good figures?"

"Better than mine?"

"..." She felt that this was a dangerous question, refusing to answer.

"What’s it to you?"

Tang Si chuckled, his hand lazily holding the steering wheel: "How can a girl like you swear?"

"Kids shouldn’t swear."

The man’s demeanor was very relaxed, with a lazy wildness, making him appear very comfortable.

Every gesture, every word, still so captivating.

Song Yi: "Shut up."

"Tsk." Tang Si: "The way you swear is so cool, I really like it."

Song Yi: "..."

She turned her head, raising her phone to cover her face, and secretly smiled.

This man really is... how can he be such a dog?

...

Tang Si quickly drove the car steadily to the set.

Only then did he realize that Song Yi was selecting models for some brand, and looking out for any good new talents to cultivate.

The studio, the cameras, were all set up extensively, the scene busy, with backstage staff worried sick about the models on the shoot.

Tang Si followed alongside Song Yi with his hands in his pockets, lazily observing those men: "You used to work in such an environment for a long time?"

So many men, this gave him a strong sense of crisis.

In the entertainment industry, the least lacking are men with good looks, which is why Song Yi always seemed indifferent to men’s appearances.

But the first time she met Tang Si, the aura this man exuded was a unique collision that was simply too distinctive.

Proper yet wild, exquisite good looks without effeminacy.

Plus, with his easy-going, lazy, and roguish personality, he wouldn’t make people feel repulsed, instead, he’d seductively make you unable to resist, especially with those bewitching peach blossom eyes that seduce you with a look anyone couldn’t withstand.

Song Yi deliberately avoided looking at him: "Yeah, what’s it to you? Are you jealous?"

"A little."

Song Yi: "I’ve told you a long time ago, working with me earns way more than being a police officer."

"At least a hundred times more." Song Yi glanced at him sideways: "You insist on doing such a dangerous job."

Tang Si touched his nose, contemplating it: "You’re saying I’m poor?"

"..."

"What does it matter to me if you’re poor?" Song Yi withdrew her gaze: "You’re not anyone to me."

With that, she stepped forward inside.

"Hey." Tang Si caught up: "If you really like it, big brother will agree, won’t he?"

He grabbed Song Yi’s hand, his lazy voice with a touch of tenderness: "If you take me as part-time, President Song, do you want me?"

Song Yi pushed him away: "I have to consider if you’re qualified enough."

"..." Tang Si licked his lips, touched his nose, wondering when his stock became so undervalued with her?

"Hey, President Song, here?" A middle-aged man came to greet, full of flattery.

This was the director in charge here.

Song Yi smiled lightly, handing her bag to Tang Si, who naturally accepted it.

"Please come inside." The director was very hospitable.

As if a deity had graced the place, leading them towards prosperity and success.

In the industry, Song Yi was famous for being able to make money and bring up new faces, following her, you really couldn’t go wrong.

Her judgment was spot-on, despite her young age, her thinking and vision were very expansive.

Tang Si stood to the side, not speaking.

Watching all this.

It turned out, in her world, Song Yi was like this.

Full of spirit and respected by others, almost revered, from the director’s tone and attitude, afraid even to offend Song Yi by the slightest mistake.

Song Yi smiled graciously: "Director, don’t be so polite, you’re making me uncomfortable, you’re still my senior in the industry. Just call me Xiao Song."

She was born noble, her status high, the daughter of the Song Family, the CEO of the corporation, who wouldn’t give her some measure of respect in the industry?

Yet, she remained very polite, with a gentle and approachable personality, so dazzlingly brilliant, making one feel good about her.

Ingrained elegance and aloofness made it difficult for others to overstep bounds.