Song Ming was full of thoughts, but he still held his gentle and kind temperament firmly on his face. He reached out and took out two cans of drinks and handed them to Wang Yimo and Guo Cailing. He said with a smile: "Let's have something to drink. We have been talking for a long time. I'm afraid I'm also thirsty... thirsty——"
Wang Yimo's hand reached the drink bottle, but his movements stopped abruptly. Song Ming instantly stuttered and stared ahead in shock.
Not far away, in mid-air, the colors were ridiculously brilliant, but the momentum of ten helicopters descending from the sky in a row made people tremble all over.
Guo Cailing was startled, pushed the door open and got out of the car, shouting loudly: "Dad, aunt, quilt, quilt, our quilt was blown away by the wind, Brother Zhuzhu, your old pickle jar Do you want more, Xiao Qiao, help your grandma home quickly."
As soon as she greeted her, most of the village became noisy. Villagers from all walks of life in the southeast and northwest came out of their homes one after another, dodging and saving their property, while others stood aside holding melon seeds to watch the excitement.
The program team was broadcasting live here, and the director and director didn't care about their dignity. Not only did they say something, but they also broke the voice: "Where did the helicopter come from?"
Their TV station wanted to buy a helicopter for filming last year, but the station director thought about it for a long time and was reluctant to buy a second-hand helicopter.
It's really a bit painful. Two million and three hundred thousand is not particularly expensive, but to spend so much money to buy a second-hand aircraft that is 27 or 88 years old, hey, I can't bear to part with it.
It was completely different from the second-hand helicopters they were looking for. The ten helicopters in front of them were huge in size. Even if they didn’t know the craftsmanship and the streamlined design, they would know that this thing was amazing.
The layer looks fancy, but it is definitely not cheap. Guo Cailing and the villagers probably don’t know much about it. At most, they think this thing is similar to the agricultural helicopters they usually use to spray pesticides. It is still not cheap to rent. .
Next door to Yang Yuge, Mr. Zhou walked over with a cane, shouting: "Just in time, just in time, there are several acres of mountainous land near my hot spring that need to be sprayed with herbicides. How much does it cost to rent one? Ah Qing, give it to you Zhou Grandpa counts."
Mu Qingyun said quickly: "How can you ask for the old man's money when you are celebrating the New Year? Even if I respect the old man."
While he was talking, the helicopters were lined up, and the beautiful secretary in a black suit next to Mr. Qiao came all the way and handed a gift list in his hand.
"Several candidates for the heir of the Mu family jointly contacted our Qiao family's transportation team, and sent the first annual gift to you, Miss A Qing."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
I don’t know what the staff who got off the helicopter said to Yang Yuge, but Yang Yuge shouted loudly: "Zhuzi, third brother, come and help me transport all these new year gifts to the warehouse."
The big-bellied helicopter was able to load and unload ten large containers, and there were wheels installed under the boxes.
Everyone came to help. When Guo Cailing saw this situation, she hurriedly came over to help. Wang Yimo and Song Ming were of course not easy to watch, and even the people from the program team also followed suit.
After pushing the containers all the way into the yard and stacking them in the corner, Yang Yuge was obviously curious. He circled the containers twice and asked in surprise: "How do you open this thing?"
Song Ming's eyes were instantly glued to these boxes.
At this time, in the live broadcast room of the program team, because the program had not officially started, the people who entered the live broadcast room were just passers-by casually watching the live broadcast, and there were not many fans. However, the traffic gradually began to increase.
Many netizens think that this container is a bit high-tech. It is a very bright silver color like those in science and technology movies. The layers seem to be non-reflective, very textured, and they fit so tightly that they don’t know how to open them.
The black suitman took out a remote control from his pocket and pressed the button lightly.
In an instant, everyone in the yard was stunned.
I saw the outermost container making a clicking chain sound. The top was raised and lowered on all sides, instantly revealing countless tropical fruits wrapped in plastic wrap. The fruits were actually covered with frost and dew, as if they had just been picked from the branches. being picked.
The man in the black suit smiled and said, "This is a gift from Wang Yousheng."
"ah!"
Wang Yimo exclaimed, then his face turned red, he coughed, and said, "Is it the agricultural king?"
The man in the black suit nodded and said with a smile: "Just in time to make a fruit plate for the New Year's Eve banquet."
Wang Yimo suddenly fell silent, and it was no wonder that she was surprised. She had recently endorsed the baby milk powder produced by Wang Yousheng Farm. This milk powder sells well both at home and abroad. It has a price but no market. Every batch of milk powder has been sold while it is still on the production line. Order now, it is the world's top milk powder, no other brand can compare with it.
Immediately, she saw the red hoe sign on the plastic wrap, and she no longer had any doubts. She couldn't help but take a few breaths, and felt that the sweat was soaking through her down jacket.
In fact, although a big businessman like Wang Yousheng seems to be unattainable to her and she can't even see him at ordinary times, but if she saw him at those business banquets and charity dinners, then she would be Not so surprised.
But now she is in an ordinary small village.
On the contrary, the director over there is relatively calm. They have read the information, and of course they know that the CEO of Qingyun Entertainment, who is currently in the limelight in the entertainment industry, is the one in front of them wearing a mask and apron, with only a high ponytail and a hand in his hand. A young girl holding a feather duster.
Mu Qingyun politely thanked all the villagers who came to help, and turned around and shouted: "Sister Cai, help get some juice for the villagers."
The drinks were brought back by Mu Qingyun from the company and are now piled in the kitchen. The village is very lively during the New Year. Every household in the village likes to visit. When guests come to the door, they grab a handful of peanuts and melon seeds, some candies, and treat people to a drink. It is always indispensable.
Yang Yuge and the others bought a bunch of Sprite, Coke, juice, etc. When Mu Qingyun returned home, he stuffed all these things back into the cellar and put the juice he had brought.
Wang Yimo was a little embarrassed, but he still reached out to take the drink.
Her manager had told her not to drink anything from outside casually. As a girl and a star, she had to be very careful when going out. However, she could not say a word of refusal at the moment.
Song Ming was very thirsty. He was short of water. He drank all kinds of drinks and mineral water on the way here, but it was still not enough.
This juice bottle is transparent, but not like ordinary glass. It is slightly hexagonal and has a texture like crystal. It is very transparent and beautiful. The colors of the juice are different. The bottle in his hand is pomegranate red. Look at the ingredients. Freshly squeezed juice with no additives.
"Gudu."
As soon as the cork was opened, an indescribable sweet and fruity aroma hit his nostrils. Song Ming's greedy mind suddenly started to make trouble. He quickly lowered his head and took a sip. After one sip, he couldn't help but pick up the bottle. He poured a whole bottle of drink into his stomach.
