Chapter 40 Liu Xiaoli: "Let mom meet me first." (Please read~)
She is twenty-one years old.
Liu Qianqian, who has not yet celebrated her birthday, is not an ignorant girl. How could she not hear the hidden meaning in Liu Xiaoli's words.
The angry voice fell, and Liu Qianqian looked straight at her mother with her clear and translucent eyes.
The fair cheeks were also stained with a blush due to his momentary excitement, and it tended to spread.
Her behavior made Liu Xiaoli stunned.
A moment.
Liu Xiaoli smiled bitterly, "Mom is just giving you a vaccination. Sissi, you have to know that their fashion circle is also very messy."
"The entertainment circle I am in is not clean either. Ah." Liu Qianqian was not convinced.
Liu Xiaoli did not pay attention to her daughter's slightly teasing words. She shook her head, looked at her daughter affectionately, and said:
"Sissi, at least you have your mother to protect you in the entertainment industry.
Besides, your mother is a little powerless, isn't she?"
"Mom."
Faced with Liu Xiaoli's true expression, Liu Qianqian's eyes swayed, her slightly opened lips and teeth moved, and her little hands under the table clenched nervously.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. It's good if you understand." Liu Xiaoli's eyes also turned pale. She waved her hand gently, "Let's eat. He will come to Shanghai after he finishes his work in a few days.
Let your mother take care of you when the time comes. "
"Huh? "Liu Qianqian was a little confused.
"I just object to you going to him, and I'm not blocking your communication. "Liu Xiaoli picked up the chopsticks and sighed.
In her opinion, she could guess what Xiang Yang was thinking about her daughter without even thinking about it. After all, her daughter looks like Here, it's not like no one has been thinking about her in recent years.
Although her daughter Liu Qianqian is a bit more educated, she is not stupid.
She didn't have an easy time this time.
Although due to the objective situation, I cannot afford to offend Xiang Yang, who has an unknown background, I can still block him if I want to.
"Mom, I know you are prejudiced against him, but in fact things are not what you think."
Liu Qianqian thought about it and looked at the food in front of her, not appetizing at all. After saying this with a dissatisfied tone, she sat up from her seat, "I don't have the appetite to eat anymore, and I don't want to turn you off. I'm going back to the house first."
said After that, Liu Qianxi turned around and walked towards her house.
Just didn't take two steps.
There were two "gurgling" sounds suddenly coming from her abdomen.
The sound was neither loud nor quiet, just enough to make the walking and watching people pause.
"I, I, have been sitting for a long time."
A voice as light as a mosquito came from Liu Qianqian's mouth. Her face, stained with red silk, instantly turned crimson like the pink sunset on the horizon.
The reborn Xiang Yang knows how high his upper limit is.
Although Rebus’s sentence “Standing on the wind, pigs can fly into the sky.” is a well-known saying.
But Xiangyang doesn’t want to be a drunken pig.
At least once again, he agrees with a sentence he saw before his rebirth: do what you should do before you have money, and do what you like after you have money.
He is now doing what he likes to do.
Make a stable investment, earn a salary comfortably, happily invest in your favorite career, and naturally make some friends you get along with. This, he felt, was enough.
However, among the people I make friends with, there are also people with whom I can’t get along.
After ordering samples at the textile factory with the salesperson, confirming the address, and getting the express delivery tracking number.
In the evening, as soon as Xiang Yang returned to the hotel, he met the person he least wanted to meet today.
Because the media reported that Hermès invited Liu Qianqian, he was in a bad mood when he saw Jiang Mumu, and his forehead was full of wrinkles.
The liver is still a little trembling.
"Boss, you are finally back." Jiang Mumu, who was sitting in the hotel lobby and reading a book, immediately threw the book aside when he saw Xiang Yang and stretched out his hand to say hello.
The voice sounded like she was very happy to see herself.
"What are you doing?" Xiangyang took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from the other party.
Unexpectedly, he pushed a few steps forward, and Jiang Mumu took a few steps forward, "Boss, I just came back after the library closed. Are you hungry? Do you want me to treat you to dinner?"
"Hungry, eat. . But I said beforehand, "Xiangyang doesn't intend to tease the poor."
Jiang Mumu blinked, "Hey, how about I treat you to a meal and you check my work today?"
Seeing that the other party was so attentive, Xiang Yang shook his head and said From what he knew about Jiang Mumu, more than 80% of the time he was holding something back.
"Boss, please help me. I really can only ask you this time." Jiang Mumu refused to give up and cried, which immediately attracted the attention of others.
"Then tell me, how can I help you if you don't tell me!"
"Are you willing to help me?"
After hearing this, Jiang Mumu immediately stopped crying and instantly changed to the original one. A smiling face. After her repeated requests, the two found a place where they could sit down and chat. After listening to her vivid narration for a long time, Xiang Yang finally figured out what was going on.
After working on it for a long time, it was still about Liu Qianqian.
After Jiang Mumu learned that Liu Qianqian was invited by Gaultier, she originally wanted to settle the score with Xiang Yang. After all, she didn't think that the other party was unaware of the matter, but she didn't mention it at all in the morning.
But she didn't do that. Instead, she called her aunt in France. After reaching certain conditions, she continued to stay in the library.
It wasn’t until closing time that I returned to the hotel and waited for Xiangyang.
The condition she reached with her aunt is that Xiangyang must be satisfied with Jiang Mumu’s work before her aunt will take her into the Hermès show.
“How was your information check today? ?" Xiangyang took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff.
“I’ve checked it all, boss. However, although the library in Nanjing has more information than in Suzhou, I think it’s better to go to Shanghai and talk to BJ to check in more detail.”
Jiang Mumu frowned and thought about the answer.
"Well, it is indeed." Xiangyang nodded, was silent for a moment, and after taking two puffs of cigarette, he said:
"Then make preparations. You go to BJ, and I will go to Shanghai. , it will save time if we do it separately."
"Boss, do you agree?" Jiang Mumu looked at the hesitant Xiang Yang with a look of joy. "Boss, if you are dissatisfied with anything, just tell me and I will change it. Please help me, please."
"Let's do this. You can sort out the information and give it to me. Let’s take a look tonight. You go to BJ tomorrow and leave the rest to me.”
Xiang Yang struggled again and finally gave an ambiguous reply.
He actually didn't mind having a phone call with Jiang Qiong'er, and he would say a few nice words not based on credit but for hard work.
But thinking that this guy was Liu Qianqian’s ‘brainless fan’, he felt it was necessary to listen to Liu Qianqian’s opinion first to see if she would mind.
After all, the biggest characteristic of ‘brainless fans’ is that they are brainless, and then they are fans.
I’m late, sorry.
(End of this chapter)