Sheng Qiao's fingers trembled a little, and he raised his head abruptly, looking at him fiercely.
Gao Meiling still smiled, retracted her phone, and leaned back: "Don't look at me like that. If I hadn't spent three million to rescue you from loan sharks, these photos would have been full of the website. You. To blame, you can only blame your ghost gambler father."
She gritted her teeth and tried her best to stay calm.
Gao Meiling continued: "Yes, this contract is unequal, but if there was no such contract, without me, you and your disabled mother would have gone together to find your gambler father below. Twenty thousand yuan. Is it less? A lot. Look at the current society, how many working-class people are struggling to die every month and can't make so much money."
She took a sip from the tea cup, and sighed, "I gave you a stable, high-paying job that helped you get rid of the nightmares and shadows of the past, Xiao Qiao, you should thank me. Don't think about it all the time. Compared with other celebrities in the circle, what do you compare with others? You have no background, education, no education, and no IQ. Give you a charming silly white sweet princess persona, and you can play it for me. Become an uncultivated hypocritical gadget. What else do you have besides this face?"
Sheng Qiao settled down on the sofa, trembling all over.
Gao Meiling drank the tea, finished speaking, and threw the paper bag containing 20,000 yuan into her arms again, "Listen to Sister Gao, what happened before, what happened now. Be obedient, don't even think about flying. "As if to appease, hit a stick and then give a candy, "It's not easy to see you, so next month I will apply for a salary increase for you, a monthly salary of 30,000, which is very good."
Sheng Qiao clenched his fists and stared at the file bag in his arms.
Gao Meiling waved at her and walked to the door with her bag. Thinking of something, she turned around and smiled and said: "By the way, I will push you to the group time until tomorrow morning when you enter the group. Sister Gao is good to you this afternoon? Well, you can take a good rest and adjust your mentality. I will ask Fang Bai to pick you up early tomorrow morning."
The smile in her eyes gradually faded and she turned into that powerful Gao Meiling again: "Sheng Qiao, a disobedient person will not end well."
The door slammed shut.
The room returned to quiet, only Sheng Qiao gasped violently, one after another.
For a long time, she patted her face and closed her eyes: "Jojo, it's okay. Calm, calm to find a solution. You must be calm, it's okay."
She opened her eyes, picked up the mobile phone that had been standing by, turned off the recording button, saved the recording, and saved the original recordings in several mailboxes. After doing all this, she walked to the water dispenser. I drank five glasses of water.
She froze for a while, and walked to the dressing room.
The floor-to-ceiling mirror showed the pale girl opposite. Her long hair was slightly curled up on her chest, this face, she used to be so disgusted.
She lowered her head, bent over, and bowed three deeply.
"Sheng Qiao, I'm sorry."
For my previous random attacks that didn't know the truth, for the damage I caused to you by irresponsibly knocking on the keyboard, and for the slander that this network was rampant with.
I don't know why you disappeared, probably because you can no longer bear the malice brought to you by this world. And I am also one of the murderers.
I will solve all the troubles, I will let the light shine into your dark life.
She turned and walked out, picked up the phone and dialed a call. It took a long time for someone to answer. She took a deep breath: "Qiao Yu, I want to see you."
Inexplicably on the other end of the phone: "Who are you?"
"I have some legal issues I want to consult with you, and make an appointment to meet."
"Sorry, I have a few cases recently, and time is tight. In this way, I will arrange for my colleagues in the office to meet you first..."
"No! I only talk to you! Qiao Yu, I really need your help. I don't believe anyone except you."
There was a moment of silence on the phone, and finally said helplessly: "Okay, at eight o'clock in the evening, at..."
"At Xifeng Shui Pavilion! I am waiting for you in the Shoufeng Pavilion."
Xifeng Shui Pavilion is near Qiao's house. It is a high-end tea house that Qiao's family used to visit. The concealment and environment are well done. Qiao Yu glanced at the strange phone, "Okay, see you tonight."
Sheng Qiao hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.
After sitting on the sofa for a while, remembering something, she clicked through the phone address book and found a phone with the note "Mom" and dialed it.
The call was answered quickly, and the woman’s happy voice in the receiver: "Jojo."
Sheng Qiao's tears fell immediately.
Is it the memory of this body
She sniffed, "Mom, how are you?"
"I'm good, I'm good, don't worry about me. Recently, the weather has turned cold. There are more people who come to buy insoles. Business is very good. Joe Joe, don't give mom any more money. I have enough money. You can keep it. For your own use, buy some good ones, and wear some good ones. I watched the TV series you recently broadcast, and I lost weight. Don’t starve yourself."
"Mom, that was all taken last year."
The women on the other end of the phone talk about them, just like all the mothers in the world who care about their daughters. After hanging up the phone, Sheng Qiao thought, she must find some time to go home and see the old man.
She ran through the phone address book and saw the names of several familiar entertainment circles, and probably understood the original owner's circle of friends. But the original owner seems to have no friends in the circle, and has always been alone.
Sheng Qiao logged on to his certified Weibo, and the latest Weibo was a selfie made by the original author half a month ago. There are a lot of comments, half of the navy, half of the black fan.
She turned over, looked at the foul language, and sighed deeply. After thinking about it, I posted a Weibo: Xiaoqiao, work hard to become stronger.
There will be comments soon:
-Is it black? My little Joe slid.
—Even the heat of the glory of the king is too much to save.
—Is there any strength of your own? It has become stronger, and it has become nm.
…
Sheng Qiao withdrew from the account.
She searched her own support blog again. Except for the "Shengqiao Global Fan Support Club", there are very few other sites and support blogs. Click on the "Shengqiao Online Investment Group" to have a look. The latest blog post was forwarded. It is a single digit.
The official blog's data is better than that, but as a second-line florist, this data is really ugly.
Sheng Qiao called Fang Bai: "Xiao Bai, who is operating my official blog? I want to have a chat with the president of the support club."
Fang Bai said, "It's me."
Sheng Qiao: "..." I was speechless for a while, "In this way, you send the official blog account and password, and I will do this by myself in the future, so you don't have to worry about it."
Fang Bai: "???"
Be the president of the support club by yourself
It didn't take long for Sheng Qiao to receive his official blog account.
After logging in, I reposted the Weibo that I had just posted: Time will prove everything, and we will wait for you to grow up.
She went to the bedroom again to turn on the computer, downloaded various drawing software, and made an enlightenment. After the picture is edited, send it out with the official blog number, with text: In response to my call for Qiao to become stronger, Guan Bojun is here to recruit Qiao fans, please read the picture below carefully.
She wants to recruit fans who really like Sheng Qiao, start from scratch, and do the data little by little.
During this period, she re-applied for the accounts of various social apps, and her ID was taken as: Xiao Qiao must work hard to become stronger.
Someone from the official support group soon applied.
She turned on the computer and chatted privately one by one. As a black fan before the original body, her knowledge of Sheng Qiao is comparable to that of fans.
During the private chat review for a long time, Sheng Qiao's fans did not come, but she caught a lot of Horch's fans.
These are black!
After busying all afternoon, only nine people passed the audit to join the support group.
Miserable is really miserable...
But it’s better than nothing. Sheng Qiao cheered up and sent a message in the group: “Hello everyone, I am the new official president of the Qiao Qiao team. Starting today, I will work with everyone to make Qiao Qiao better. Good and hard work. The accounts of the official ranking, anti-criminal, and online investment groups have been taken back, and will be assigned to everyone according to their own circumstances in a while. All of you are my fans who are selected personally and strictly selected for the support club. I believe Everyone really likes Jojo, so next, a new world, a new start, let's cheer together."
The fans that Sheng Qiao personally reviewed were all real fans. Hearing what the official backup said, they were all motivated and responded in the group.
The several official accounts that Sheng Qiao will take back are arranged in sequence according to the work, age, and rest time of the nine people, and another official account is responsible for different matters.
Seeing the nine people in the group praised her work efficiency and plan, Sheng Qiao couldn't help but sigh. After so many years of fandom and chasing stars for so many years, it finally came in handy!
After dealing with the support club, the sky is already dark. Sheng Qiao packed up and went out to see Qiao Yu.
There was a traffic jam on the road, Qiao Yu was half an hour late, and when he hurried to Xifeng Shui Pavilion, the waiter led him to the Shoufeng Pavilion. Pushing the door and entering, someone was sitting cross-legged, holding a pot to make tea.
Behind her is a large landscape screen. She wears a white long dress with her long hair tied to her chest, which complements the landscape paintings.
"Sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road." Qiao Yu approached and politely stretched out his hand. The person on the bamboo mat looked up, and a face without Fendai fell into his eyes.
Qiao Yu blurted out: "Sheng Qiao? Why are you?"
Seeing her brother standing in front of her, she could no longer recognize him as her younger sister. Sheng Qiao felt sad and tried to keep smiling: "How can it not be me? Sit."
Qiao Yu sat down uncertainly.
Sheng Qiao went crazy at the door of Qiao's house that night, and he has always had a lingering fear. He has never figured out the reason why this female star appeared at her door and said those weird things. He didn't expect that she would take the initiative to come back today.
Qiao Yu looked at her warily: "Sheng Qiao, what do you want to do with me?"
The author has something to say: Xiao Qiao: Not only will I be the president of the support club myself, but I will also make statistics on the anti-triad list.