Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

You Shiqing hung up the phone very unhappy.

I originally didn't want to talk to Tang Jinchuan, but I didn't know that this sinister and vicious man had successfully bribed him in just three sentences.

At that time

"I met the singer group that Feng Wanlu liked many times in front of the media on the plane."

"They're coming to our place to shoot a new video."

"I became their exclusive sponsor, and they asked me to help recommend the heroine."

"Got it, deal."

At the moment, after hanging up the phone, You Shiqing gritted his teeth and sighed, resenting himself in his heart for finally losing to the abominable capitalism.

At the same time, Qiu Xiao, who noticed something strange about him, also came over and raised his eyebrows and asked,

"Boss, what's your expression?"

You Shiqing glanced at him and said irritably and depressedly,

"Tang Jinchuan called and said that your sister went to find those people who were secretly filming her. He was worried and asked me to take care of her first."

While talking, You Shiqing had already stood up and was about to walk outside.

Qiu Xiao calmly took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said at the same time,

"You wait a moment, I'll ask first."

Hearing this, You Shiqing stopped and turned to look at Qiu Xiao with a serious look on his face.

I can't help but wonder,

‘This boy actually has such a face? ’

After about a few minutes, Qiu Xiao hung up the phone and whispered,

"The person who secretly took the photos was found. It was Mu Shenlang who hired someone to do it, but he was not the one who released the photos.

This matter needs to be investigated further. "

You Shiqing had now sat back next to Qiu Xiao, frowning, thinking about something carefully.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up. He grabbed Qiu Xiao's arm and said excitedly,

"I think I know who it is."

Qiu Xiao, "."

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this side

After Jiang Mingyu came out of the private matchmaker, he decided to go home first.

The clothes she was wearing were filled with the disgusting smell of smoke, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

So much so that when she got into a taxi, the driver would secretly look at her through the rearview mirror from time to time.

There was uncontrollable exploration and curiosity in that expression, with a little disrespectful disdain.

It's like she came from some kind of corrupt place.

You can imagine how obvious and pungent the smell is.

However, when it was time to pay, Jiang Mingyu discovered that his mobile phone had run out of battery and was turned off.

In the end, I paid the driver cash.

"No wonder he hasn't contacted me."

Calculating the time, it should have been long past the time for Tang Jinchuan to land, but she never received any news from him.

Jiang Mingyu thought at first that Tang Jinchuan had ignored him, but now it seems that he might have misunderstood.

After entering the room, she didn't have time to change her clothes, so she walked directly to the table and charged up her mobile phone.

After turning it on, no less than twenty messages came in at once.

Except for Qiu Xiao and Wei Xin each sending one message, the remaining dozen or so messages were all from Tang Jinchuan.

At that time, Jiang Mingyu was standing there holding her mobile phone, with a silly smile on her lips, slowly and greedily opening all the messages one by one.

And what is written on it are nothing more than similar words,

"Baby, I miss you."

"Baby, I'm on my way back, wait until I get home."

"Baby, I saw the news, don't move, I will solve all the problems."

"Baby, do you miss me?"

"Baby, why is your phone turned off?"

"Baby, I'm boarding the plane. I'll contact you when I get off the plane."

"Like a fool."

Jiang Mingyu smiled lightly, feeling full and warm in her heart.

The empty feeling just now was instantly filled by Tang Jinchuan's few words.

At this time, her phone vibrated again.

"Hey, Wei Xin, what happened?"

The little girl who finally got through to her best friend, her voice was filled with a trembling tone of grievance, and she endured the lingering sourness on the tip of her nose, and said rather lonely,

"Ming Yu, are you free? Can you come out to have dinner with me tonight?"

Two old men, as childish as two three-year-old children~~~