"Strange again?" Ling Qingyu walked up to Luo Meiyan, patted her face lightly, and said, "Wake up!"
Luo Meiyan blinked her eyes, brushed Ling Qingyu's hand away, and asked Zhou Ziqing, who also had a blank face, "Is that a real person? Isn't it my hallucination?"
"You, where did you dig such a good role?" Zhou Ziqing's eyes were fixed on the last man, that temperament, that figure, those star-like eyes...
Luo Meiyan took a step forward, intending to pull Cheng Jia's sleeve, but seeing him smiling and taking a step back, gentle and courteous but just avoiding her, she immediately praised in her heart, pushed open the door behind her and said, "Sir, hurry up!" Please hurry up, we are not such a pheasant brokerage company outside, we are serious about culture, I wonder what plans you have for your star journey?"
"He's not an actor!" Ling Qingyu howled from behind.
Luo Meiyan had already lured Cheng Jia in, who had a pale face, and said, "It's better not to be an actor. How can I show my personality with my husband's temperament! Is the gentleman interested in writing articles? Or painting? Let's talk about screenwriters here." There is a great demand, of course, we can also recommend if you have academic articles.”
Seeing that Zhou Ziqing was also about to speak, Ling Qingyu hurriedly blocked her and said, "It's fine, it's fine! They're not here to be actors!"
Zhou Ziqing glanced at them again in disappointment, stared at Yan Qi, and said to Ling Qingyu: "Really? Why didn't you do such a good seedling? In a case we just took, we need this kind of leading actor. Say, who are you looking for? Tell me more, let me tell you, our welfare is good, sir, don't you think about it?"
Yan Qi rolled her eyes, and said with a chuckle: "That actor, that actor wants to show his face, and my wife doesn't like it."
"Ma'am?" Zhou Ziqing was stunned for a moment, this was indeed inappropriate, and unconsciously sighed, "Hey, what a pity, what are you doing getting married so early?"
Seeing her turn her head to look at him, Ying Shisan laughed before she could say anything: "Me too."
Zhou Ziqing wandered around in his mind for a few times before he figured out that this one means that the wife doesn't like the same thing, and this one is also for someone else? As soon as he turned his eyes, his eyes fell on the hands hugging Ling Qingyu's waist. The joints were slender and powerful, which was very interesting. No, this is not the point. The point is that this young man is holding Ling Qingyu's waist!
Yan San put his arms around Ling Qingyu and half pushed her into the door. Why are you still talking outside when it's so cold outside? Ignoring the shock on Zhou Ziqing's face, she let Ling Qingyu sit on the sofa, and then sat beside her naturally, with her arms still around her waist.
"This one?" Zhou Ziqing finally asked seriously.
"My husband," Ling Qingyu replied with a big smile, "Yan San, this is my partner Zhou Ziqing, and that one over there is my assistant Luo Haiyan."
Bang Dang, Luo Meiyan, who was enthusiastically inviting Cheng Jia to sit on the sofa and poured a cup of hot tea, let go...
Ying Shisan reached out, caught the quilt, took back the water in the cup, put it on the coffee table, and said with a smile: "Miss Luo, this is also the property of the company."
Uh! Luo Haiyan turned her head like a rusty robot in shock, and asked, "This one?"
"My eighth son, Ying Thirteen." Ling Qingyu pointed, and said, "That, yes, is the one with the gangster, my third son, Cheng Jia, and this one, my fifth son, Yan Qi."
These two were afraid that their relationship was strong enough, and there was no foreshadowing at all. The four of them laughed unconsciously, looking at the two who had already petrified, they found their seats and sat down.
"No, you mean, your husband? When did you remarry? And you found someone so young? Ling Qingyu! If you don't tell me the truth, I won't let you leave the house completely!" Luo Haiyan jumped up and shouted.
Yan San blocked the saliva splashing with his palm, and looked sideways at Ling Qingyu. Are all your friends like this
"Things of a feather flock together, like..." Ling Qingyu said with a sneer, then got up, dragged the two of them and rushed into the general manager's office, blocking the sight of people's voices upstairs looking out of the door, and then said: " Take it easy! I'm afraid my sister's reputation isn't good enough!"
"No, this, what is the situation?" Zhou Ziqing was still in a petrified state of shock and asked, pointing his finger outside.
"Well, I got to know each other when I went out to relax this time. We fell in love at first sight and fell in love again, and we made up our minds." I have been thinking about whether to tell the two iron sisters the truth, this matter is too shocking, the two believe it for sure, but Zhou Ziqing can't control his mouth, in case..., sighed, and said: "You also I know that the Shu family is eager for the rhythm of my death, so I also asked friends to introduce some helpers, and after getting along with Yan San, I felt that it was true that I fell in love with him, and I decided to marry him."
"Do you know about the things about the Shu family?" Zhou Ziqing said, suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone and flipped to Moments, then looked at the photo and opened his mouth and said, "This?"
"These few are helpers introduced by friends. By the way, Yanzi, you will introduce our company's operating regulations and financial situation to Shisan later. I know everything about the Shu family. Yesterday I also Talked to the people from those teams, they can’t make things happen, but we ourselves, we need to get the business together, didn’t Ziqing say last time that we should start thinking about online dramas? I think this direction is good, and it’s just right with our network get on."
Hearing the three women inside started discussing serious matters, Yan San and Yan Qiying Shisan looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that these two were strong enough, but not enough to have a relationship with Huadong.
There were a few heads upstairs poking their heads, but Yan San's cold gaze swept them back and forced them back. Then there was a sound of shirking each other upstairs, and a young man came down cautiously with a smile all over his face. The man stretched out his hand to introduce himself. Seeing that the four of them ignored him at all, he put down his hand awkwardly, and said, "I'm Chen Dong, and I'm in charge of copyright in the company. Excuse me, who are Mr. Ling's customers?" His voice was as gentle as possible, In his heart, Chen Dong scolded those girls upstairs, they are the ones who like beautiful men, why should he let him down as a party representative!
"Husband!" After the word Yan San popped out, he looked up and down Chen Dong with cold eyes, hum, little brat!
Chen Dong's face froze, and they felt itchy up there, not only because they peeked at the four people from the stairs, but also because of Boss Luo's yelling, but this answer, and this attitude...
Chen Dong unconsciously looked towards the stairs, his face full of grief and indignation, you bastards hurt me!