In the middle of July, two consecutive rains provided some relief from the scorching heat of the earth.
Mu Qingyun asked Feng Han to park on the side of the road. Through the rearview mirror, he saw Shang Xin squatting at the back door playing with the shared motorcycle. He must have just come back from the set. His upper body was wearing a white T-shirt that had been washed white, and his lower body was extremely worn. wearing jeans, makeup still on her face, two daubs of plateau red on her cheeks, her hair disheveled, and a bamboo basket on her back.
"It's out of power. Zhang Li is at the company. Please call him and ask him to come over to the parking lot to charge."
Mu Qingyun smiled and said, "Xiao Lin went on a date with his girlfriend?"
She blinked and didn't ask why Shang Xin was so anxious. She just said, "Let's go. I'll take you to see the house."
Xiao Lin is Shang Xin's assistant and driver.
Shang Xin groaned twice and carefully sat down in the passenger seat, looking at Mu Qingyun with bright eyes.
Feng Han reached for a towel and wiped it on his face. As a result, without taking off any makeup, he silently and roughly pushed his head straight.
When you don’t have a pretty face, don’t hurt Mr. Mu’s eyes.
Shang Xin: "..."
He had long stopped being angry about this.
I have been working with Feng Han for a while. Everyone has long known that if you dress up brightly, look good, and have a good figure, and appear in front of the boss, then Driver Feng will be very gentle and will bring you drinks. Air conditioning blanket, help with luggage, etc.
Once you've been filming for a day, you're covered in sweat, your hair is disheveled, and your face is dirty, your salary will plummet. If you're still willing to get on the bus, you're very loved by your colleagues.
At first, everyone couldn't figure out the rules. They just felt that Feng Han was a person who was cloudy and sunny at times, and was simply sick. After being exposed to it for a while, he came to understand it.
Feng Han basically serves for the welfare of his boss's eyes.
There is no way around this kind of thing. Everyone is self-taught and has learned how to appear in front of the boss. If Feng Han is here, then they should dress themselves up as brightly as possible. If possible, it is best to show off one or two things about their boss. Appreciate the makeup.
The matter is quite simple.
Their boss, Mu, is not picky at all. She likes them all, whether they are bright and majestic or as light as a chrysanthemum.
Moreover, both men and women, old and young, can appreciate all kinds of different beauties.
Mu Qingyun coughed and said seriously: "Since you have entered the entertainment industry, how can you not have the ability to appreciate beauty? This is a work requirement."
There are many kinds of beauty in the world.
Young people have the beauty of youth, and old people have the beauty of old age.
Shang Xin: "No."
He accidentally spoke his mind.
Feng Han slowly turned his head and glanced at him.
Shang Xin blinked and decided to indulge him.
After all, good things come one after another, and everyone is happy. As long as you are happy, nothing else matters.
His overall rating is not as high as Brother Zhang, but Brother Zhang is a good person and specially kept the sets he wanted for him.
The house chosen by Shang Xin is located in the core area of the imperial capital. It is a 100-square-meter house with three bedrooms and one living room, which is a full 100 square meters, and there is no public stall.
The area is not as big as in the suburbs, but Shangxin likes it.
In addition to this set, he plans to buy another set. He has saved a lot of money over the years. After joining Qingyun Entertainment, he has not spent any extra money. Now he has saved two pieces of money in his hand. More than a million.
With this money, he can buy another house for his grandparents to live in.
After driving for more than 20 minutes, you can see the gate of Qingyan Real Estate Management Company.
The company as a whole looks elegant and simple, not as simple as an agency, nor as luxurious as a real estate sales center.
The staff who come and go are neatly dressed, very patient, and polite in their speech and behavior. The customers who come in and out are dressed in simple clothes, and every customer's expression seems very soothing and comfortable.
Shang Xin, who was covered in dust, got out of the car and walked in. The service staff also delivered towels and hot tea, and their words were very polite——
"What are you doing! Brother, she is peeking!"
Just when Mu Qingyun was satisfied with the word 'polite', he saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him, helping his female companion, who had a proud face and a frown on her face, to turn around.
Shang Xin was silent for a moment.
Mu Qingyun also fell silent for a moment.
Maybe it's a misunderstanding?
Shouldn’t the clichéd scenes in TV dramas appear so easily in reality? Maybe Shang Xin's eyes were dishonest just now and he accidentally glanced at the girl a few more times. She was a little sensitive?
Shang Xin cautiously spread his hands, took two steps back, coughed, and was about to explain a few words. The female companion in front of him had his face on fire, with displeasure written all over her face, and she shouted loudly: " You have grown so tall, your face is not ugly, and you look good. If you want a man, you won’t look for it yourself. What are you looking at now? My brother can also see it. If you look at it again, I will dig it. Those tricks of yours.”
She opened her mouth and sprayed like a machine gun.
"I'm telling you, don't bring trouble to yourself. Get as far away as you can and harass my brother again. I want you to look good."
Shang Xin: "??"
Before Mu Qingyun could respond, Shang Xin stepped over with a quick stride, barely missing the man in a suit's face with his finger, but staring at the woman with a stern look on his face.
"Tell me again, who peeked at him?"
Shang Xin took out his mobile phone and called the police. He also called the service staff who came over when he noticed something was wrong, "Turn up the surveillance, turn up the surveillance."
The man in suits and leather shoes was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that Shang Xin, a person like Shang Xin, who dressed in a rustic and low-key style, with no sense of presence at all, was actually the companion of that young lady, and he had such a bad temper.
His female companion was also startled, frowned and said angrily: "What? Whoever is louder is justified? Who are you trying to scare by calling the police?"
"Madam, I can testify that this lady did not do anything rude. On the contrary, you made a lot of noise in public, which is against social morality and is suspected of provoking quarrels and provoking trouble."
Not far away, a dignified and pretty young female white-collar worker, with a flower protector behind her, walked over slowly and said solemnly and seriously.
Mu Qingyun looked back and couldn't help but smile.
It turned out to be her!
Mu Qingyun knew this female white-collar worker who supported her. Her name was Zhou Nana, and she was a 'character' in a short script that Mu Qingyun once experienced.
A girl who was bravely killed in order to save a strange girl.
Zhou Nana obviously recognized Mu Qingyun and smiled at her with a bright face.
Mu Qingyun's beautiful eyelashes fluttered a few times, and suddenly he had an intuition that encountering these absurd things one after another might be a sign of an update in the plot.
Before he could think about it, the staff of Qingyan Agency quickly adjusted the monitoring, and Shang Xin also acted quickly and called for inspection neatly.
The surveillance was very clear. Mu Qingyun and Shang Xin came here with a definite goal. As soon as they entered the door, they went straight to the second floor. They didn't look sideways. Instead, they were the woman's male companion. Their behavior was very strange.
When Shang Xin saw the surveillance, his face was only angry, but now he became alert in an instant.
(End of chapter)
