Perhaps that new brand of milk has a relatively high status in front of the public, and its own conditions are good, so the endorsements it hires are generally not popular celebrities.
They can use whomever they want without being affected at all, and their personalities are extremely clear.
But she never expected that this would actually happen to her?
"Can."
Song Jingmian smiled: "I'll take it."
After chatting with Sister Sun about the relevant matters, she opened Weibo again and repeatedly watched her famous funny scenes.
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The shooting of the next issue will be in two days, and after the recording of "Let's Travel" is completed, there will be a commercial shoot.
During these two days of free time, Song Jingmian decided to accompany Bo Jingci to visit her aunt.
I don't know if the time will get busier and busier in the future. Thinking of the last time when Bo Jingci heard her say that he wanted to see his aunt, his usually dim pupils suddenly lit up.
Bo Jingci is probably still busy in the company and will wait until he comes back.
She had chatted with Pucheng last time and knew that they were both in Beijing, but her aunt was happy, so she lived in the suburbs.
It only takes a little over an hour from here.
But Bo Jingci is really busy here.
After a morning of meetings, he walked to the office at the end and happened to receive a phone call.
He picked up the phone and pointed at it with his slender fingers.
"Beijing Ci."
A gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, but what was different from usual was that this voice actually revealed excitement that could not be concealed.
"Auntie."
My aunt always thinks about him, so she sometimes calls him frequently, but she knows that he is busy recently, so she doesn't bother him much.
"When will you come home for dinner again?"
The woman's voice was still gentle, but also a little weak.
It was a problem that occurred when Pucheng was born in his early years. He was not in good health and always caught cold easily. It was not a serious illness, but it was difficult to treat.
"There will be a time." His cold voice sounded.
"Well."
The woman on the other end didn't ask any more questions, because she knew what Bo Jingci's temper was like, and even though she was anxious now, she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Just after hanging up the phone, the phone suddenly rang again.
Seeing the note, a smile appeared in his eyes.
"Wife."
Song Jingmian: "Have you eaten yet?!"
It sounded like she was actually a little excited.
"Didn't eat." He smiled, "What's wrong, are you so happy today?"
"Hehe." Song Jingmian was not surprised that he could sense her mood and mentioned the endorsement she had just received to him.
"My wife is great."
Song Jingmian: "..."
She muttered: "Why is it like praising a child?"
Bo Jingci: "Aren't you just a child?"
"How can there be?!" She pursed her lips, "I'm already so old."
Bo Jingci still smiled: "That's my child too."
Song Jingmian: "..."
Help! He is so earthy.
But why does she actually like it a little bit?
The two talked for a while, and Song Jingmian suddenly said: "Husband."
"Um?"
Song Jingmian: "Shall we go see my aunt today?"
Bo Jingci was surprised: "Why do you want to go suddenly?"
"It's not sudden." She said seriously, "Didn't I already promise you last time?"
"I may be busy in the next few days, and I will forget about it if I am so busy, so I plan to go and have a look when I have free time in the past two days."
"Okay." He responded in a low voice.
After hanging up the phone, the smile in his eyes remained.
The secretary who was not far away felt a little scared when he saw the smile on the boss's face.
Damn it! BOSS, he actually smiled so happily.
He was indeed smiling happily, but when he looked at it, why was it so weird?
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After agreeing with Bo Jingci, Song Jingmian knocked on the side of Pucheng and asked her aunt what she liked.
Pucheng: [She will be extremely happy when you come over. 】
Song Jingmian: [Ah? 】
Pucheng seemed to be busy. After she asked this question, he didn't reply. It took two hours for him to reply.
Pucheng: [Don’t you know, my mother pays more attention to my brother than me. When my brother was abroad, my mother always urged me to go to my brother’s place. 】
Pucheng: [My brother is all alone. In fact, I know what to do without my mother telling me, so she hopes that my brother can find someone to stay with him for the rest of his life. 】
Song Jingmian didn't say anything. When she saw the sentence he said, "My brother is all alone," she looked at it for a long time.
Song Jingmian knew that his parents died when he was young, and he was picked up by his aunt at first, but not long after, he was picked up by the old man of the Bo family.
He has been living abroad since then.
Pucheng: [If you really want to bring something with you, just bring a bouquet of flowers. My mother likes platycodon, and my father, all the elderly love tea. 】
Song Jingmian smiled, lowered her head and typed a reply.
【receive! [Thank you so much].ipg]
Pucheng: [little meaning].ipg
After learning about her aunt's preferences, Song Jingmian began to prepare gifts.
When meeting my aunt for the first time, no matter what, the etiquette is indispensable.
After the things were ready, she still had some time, so she took advantage of this time to make a few kitten-shaped biscuits.
I don’t know if my aunt likes it, but I’ll take it with me first.
After Bo Jingci came back, what he saw was the figure of the woman busying herself.
Thinking of what she said today, I naturally knew what she was busy with.
"Mianmian."
"Huh?!" After hearing his words, Song Jingmian simply raised her head and glanced at him, "Are you back?"
"You don't have to prepare so much." He laughed.
"No, this is my first time to see my aunt." She said seriously.
Bo Jingci noticed that she seemed a little nervous now.
Song Jingmian was really nervous now. She originally thought she wouldn't be too nervous, but as the evening approached, she became more nervous.
The two of them packed their things and prepared to go out.
Along the way, Song Jingmian didn't stop talking. Sometimes she asked her about the personalities of her aunt and uncle, and sometimes she asked her about her outfit today and whether it was pleasing to her.
Bo Jingci chuckled.
Song Jingmian: "Why are you laughing?"
"Mianmian." He was a little helpless, but more pleased, "Are you too nervous?"
Being poked at the central point, Song Jingmian froze, glared at him, and stuttered: "I, I'm not nervous!"
"Really?" Bo Jingci curled his lips and smiled.
Facing the man's smiling and see-through eyes, Song Jingmian was defeated and her ears drooped.
"Well, I'm definitely a little nervous."
Not a little bit, but very nervous!
My palms were sweating.
Mainly because she had never met two old people in her previous life, so she didn't know whether they would like her.
"Don't worry, my aunt and uncle are both very easy to get along with. You can tell by looking at Pucheng's temperament."
He reassured her.
Song Jingmian was still nervous, but with his comfort, she felt much better.
She took a deep breath and nodded.
