Jin Yuwei still feels worried: "Qing Yu, will you be affected?"
You know, the development of the Song family is almost tied to the Bai Qingyu, and Bai Qingyu is closely related to the Mo School.
Song Qingyu patted Jin Yuwei's shoulder comfortingly, and said: "This matter has been raging for so long. The Mo Family must be prepared for confrontation. Although the current situation is that the Mo Family is at a disadvantage, who knows what will happen next to the Ye Family? Will it be suppressed by the Mohist school?"
Xu Fangnan, who had been silent by her side, heard her say this and rarely persuaded her: "After you have done Jin Yuwei, these things are not something you need to worry about. You are worried and worried, what's the use?"
"I'm not afraid... Immortals will fight and mortals will suffer!" Jin Yuwei pouted.
Song Qingyu couldn't help but smile: "You can actually say such a thing, I also convinced you!"
Jin Yuwei was a little embarrassed, her face flushed a little, and said: "How can I think of this, it's all that Blue Whale told me!"
"You!" Song Qingyu couldn't help but chuckle, squeezed her cheek, and said: "Okay, I'm not worried, what are you worried about!"
What else did Jin Yuwei want to say, Song Qingyu motioned to her: "Smiles open, change you to play!"
Strictly speaking, this show is not a big show, so Jin Yuwei was also brought out to see the world.
Song Qingyu personally led the team, not because she occupied the home court, but because she wanted to take other people out, and then, to build momentum for the model contest in March.
Upon seeing this, Jin Yuwei quickly adjusted her state to prepare for the mall.
Seeing her on stage, Xu Fangnan frowned and asked, "Is it as easy as you said?"
Obviously, she was also paying attention to this incident, and the monetary loss did not have much impact on the Mohist school. Although board members may have opinions, this group of people usually earn enough.
However, the collapse of the building under construction is definitely not optimistic!
The connotation of this is deep-first, the project may be cutting corners. Second, it may be the management negligence of the upper-level personnel.
Regardless of the type, in the final analysis, they are all calculated on the group!
Dead people, this kind of thing should not be underestimated!
Hearing Xu Fangnan's words, Song Qingyu said helplessly: "It is certainly not as easy as I said. But... I believe him."
Xu Fangnan was silent.
Since she has such a high level of confidence in Mo Beiyan, there is really nothing to say!
Song Qing said lightly, but in fact it is not so simple!
This time the commercial performance was a complete success, but at the celebration party in the evening, she left the table very early and went back to the hotel without going anywhere.
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, Song Qingyu finally opened the mobile phone she was holding in her hand, found Mo Beiyan's phone number and dialed out.
Mo Beiyan, who usually answered the phone in seconds, did not answer the phone for a long time this time.
Hang up automatically for the first time, hang up automatically for the second time...
Song Qingyu sighed long.
This time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!
Song Qingyu returned to the table and sat down, took out his laptop and planned to learn Japanese.
However, when she came back to her senses, she found that she had watched it for half an hour without reading a single word!
No way, she had to close the book, took out the phone again, and called Long Xiaojiu.
Long Xiaojiu didn't answer it the first time, but he did it the second time.
The voice is very small: "Mrs.?"
"Where are you? You speak so quietly?" Song Qingyu couldn't help wondering.
Long Xiaojiu obviously didn't expect her to be so sensitive, even if she speaks a little quietly, she might be spotted. He said haha, "It's okay, I'm in an environment that is not suitable for talking loudly."
"Where is Mo Beiyan? Why didn't you answer my call?" Song Qingyu's purpose was not to take care of Long Xiaojiu's business. She called Long Xiaojiu to find Mo Beiyan.
Long Xiaojiu lost his voice for a moment, but soon recovered and said, "Madam, Shao Mo's cell phone is in my hand. It is not convenient for him to answer the phone now."
Song Qingyu usually doesn't have much contact with Long Xiaojiu, and he doesn't know too much. Seeing him say this, she said, "That's it, then let him call me when he is finished."
"Yes." Long Xiaojiu immediately agreed.
But after hanging up, he squeezed the phone in his hand in a daze.
There was a little blood on the phone in his hand. Upon seeing this, Long Xiaojiu quickly took out a wet tissue from his bag and wiped it.
Then he turned to leave the walking ladder and returned to the door of the operating room, staring at the red light on the door of the operating room in a daze.
After Song Qingyu hung up the phone, she knew that Mo Beiyan was busy, her mind was a little settled, she opened the Japanese practice course and was finally able to learn it.
At the beginning of the establishment of Song's company, the travel expenses were still tight, so Song Qingyu and Jin Yuwei lived in the same room.
When Jin Yuwei came back, she walked in while calling.
"Well, I have already returned to the hotel room."
"I live in a double room with Qing Yu!"
"Oh, I know!"
"..."
As soon as I heard that I was calling Lan Jinglong, Song Qingyu took a funny look, then plugged in the headset and stopped using public speakers.
Speaking of it, the relationship between Lan Jinglong and Jin Yuwei seems to be ignorant, it is exactly the kind of innocent young girl who is in love, and the two are very clean, and the feelings are particularly pure.
The love of youth is the most unscrupulous and the most enviable.
Jin Yuwei was warmed by Song Qingyu's considerate behavior, smiled slightly, and walked out of the balcony with her mobile phone.
It's too cold outside. The climate in Haicheng is actually relatively pleasant, but it is still very cold in winter.
After a while, Jin Yuwei's voice shivered a bit.
Lan Jinglong was still facing the computer in the apartment, staring at the code being written in the computer. Seeing that Jin Yuwei sniffed for a while, she couldn't help frowning and asked: "What's wrong with you? Have a cold?"
He still knows very well. They don't wear very much on the catwalks, and there are too many people who can catch colds.
"No." Jin Yuwei's voice was a little trembling: "I found out that when the people here in Haicheng arrive, the New Year's atmosphere is still very strong."
Lan Jinglong didn't let her change the subject, and said solemnly: "You can tell me clearly, did you catch a cold? Or is it cold outside?"
Jin Yuwei: "..."
Well, although Lan Jinglong is a few years older than himself, and he doesn't seem to be a shrewd kind of man, at first glance he is heartless, but he is usually very careful.
She had no choice but to say: "I'm afraid that I might be quarrelling with Qingyu, so I went to the balcony to talk to you on the phone.