Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

Xie Xihe, who was still looking at the big copper pot in front of him but suddenly lay down on his gun: "???"

Glancing at her, he reminded: "Miss Zhong, including this time, we have met three times in total."

Zhong Yuxiu raised her eyebrows and said, "That's you, I've seen you many times."

In a dream, right?

Xie Xihe was amused, he didn't dwell on this topic after all, and turned his gaze back to the copper pot in front of him, mainly looking at the side of the spicy pot: "This, can I eat it?"

Zhong Yuxiu's attention also turned to her, feeling a little disgusted: "This color is too red, won't it spoil you?"

Meng Ke and Chu Yuntian: "???"

After a while, Meng Ke said with a difficult face: "Don't tell me that it's the first time for both of you to eat Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot?"

The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Meng Ke: "..."

She is really convinced.

What are these house girls who have become immortals?

While pressing the center of his eyebrows, he took the initiative to take on the heavy responsibility of cleaning the hot pot.

Zhong Yuxiu obviously couldn't eat such a strong taste, so she didn't care much at first, but then she watched Xie Xihe eat a piece of meat from a little disgust, and then brushed the meat himself.

After finishing one plate, I asked for another one.

What happened to the sudden hunger?

Xie Xihe took time to look at her and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Want to eat?"

Zhong Yuxiu nodded honestly, and said with a little expectation: "Is it possible?"

Xie Xihe used his serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of lettuce from the tomato pot and gave it to her: "Eat it."

Zhong Yuxiu: "...I want to eat meat."

Xie Xihe was ruthless: "No."

Zhong Yuxiu snorted, and obediently picked up the lettuce in the bowl.

So cute and sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Meng Ke couldn't stand it any longer, and while holding the mutton roll, he asked Xie Xihe: "You can't stop eating meat if you're sick, right? It should be fine if you eat a piece?"

Xie Xihe: "..."

Not a big problem.

It's just that Zhong Yuxiu's body is weak, even her spleen and stomach functions are poor, and she's used to eating soft food, so she might feel uncomfortable in her stomach.

But after a pause, he still didn't stop him, he just said: "Have a porridge before eating."

Zhong Yuxiu nodded obediently, her apricot eyes were shining brightly.

Chu Yuntian, who had no chance to help or speak from the beginning to the end: "..."

I always feel like I'm on the wrong set.

Shouldn't he join in the fun?

I can only sigh and eat my own food.

It took almost two hours for a meal, and Zhong Yuxiu had never slept so late, but her energy was surprisingly good.

Until the car started, he was still lying on the window looking at Xie Xi and the two, and asked by the way: "Do you want to get an injection tomorrow?"

What's with that expectant little expression?

Xie Xihe laughed, nodded and said, "I can't get up in the morning, so I'll come back tomorrow afternoon to give you an injection."

Zhong Yuxiu agreed softly, and then got back into the car.

Meng Ke and Xie Xihe chatted for a few words, and then went home.

*

Because Producer Xu had something to do, the celebration banquet was postponed for another day, and it was scheduled for the night of March 31st.

Xie Xihe just caught up with his sleep.

Apart from going to Zhong Yuxiu's house to give Zhong Yuxiu an acupuncture treatment on the way, Xie Xihe slept for a whole day and two nights, and didn't get up until noon on the third day with a lazy face.

There were still more than five hours before the celebration banquet, and when Xie Xihe was thinking about whether to take the time to go to the college or wait at home for the time, Sheng Shijing's call came in.

Well, don't think about it.

Half an hour later, Xie Xihe got in the car that Sheng Shijing came to pick her up, and drove directly to the hotel where the celebration banquet was held - Yaode Hotel.

To be honest, Xie Xihe actually didn't want to attend any celebration banquets at all, after all such occasions were often trouble-making places.

Although she is not afraid, it is annoying.

However, she is the champion of this competition, and she is one of the main characters. If she didn't come today, she probably wouldn't have to wait until tomorrow. Tonight, there will be a hot search on Weibo for [Xie Xihe playing big names].

Then her training and competition in the past few days were in vain.

While thinking wildly, the elevator stopped on the fourth floor of the hotel, Xie Xihe realized this, and turned his head to look at Sheng Shijing: "Why are we here so early?"

A smile flashed between Sheng Shijing's brows and eyes: "Watching a play?"

Xie Xihe: "..."

I couldn't help but looked him up and down, quite surprised: "Do you like watching theater very much?"

Sheng Shijing raised her eyebrows: "I thought you would like it."

Xie Xihe: "?"

What made him have such an illusion?

Sheng Shijing had already held her hand and led her out, explaining as he walked: "Today is the bidding day for the Shengjia No. S628 project. Yunzhou was responsible for this project before, and now others are still in Shengjia. The training camp at home, let me check it out for him."

He looked at her sideways, with a smile in his eyes: "I'll bring you over to watch the fun together."

Xie Xihe understood what excitement he was talking about.

Don't tell me, I'm really interested.

Xie Xihe didn't resist anymore, and walked forward with the strength in his hand.

I thought I would have to wait at least a while to see the excitement, but when I walked to the door of the bidding hall, I saw Zhou Weijun from a distance.

A few formally dressed men stood opposite.

At this time, the two sides were facing each other, and Zhou Weijun's face was very ugly.

Xie Xihe had good hearing, and could clearly hear the conversation over there even after a long distance.

"As expected of a popular singer, I haven't seen you for a while, Mr. Zhou is even more handsome." Opposite Zhou Weijun, a man with a beer belly said.

Zhou Weijun nodded slightly: "President Chen is also in good condition."

Mr. Chen chuckled: "You can't compare to Mr. Zhou. Not only do you have a flowery younger sister who is helping you everywhere, but also countless fans who are loyal to you. Both career women have a good harvest!"

"We are elderly, sisters who did not marry in with the stepmother, and no one to help mediate, so we can only come here to join in the fun."

"After Mr. Zhou wins the project of the Sheng family, the Zhou family will be able to take it to the next level. I hope that Mr. Zhou will see a lot of improvement during the acquaintance. While eating meat, he will not forget to leave us old guys Mouth soup, hahahahaha!"

Zhou Weijun's expression changed instantly.

I want to say that Zhou Wanrou is Zhou Wanrou and has nothing to do with him or the Zhou family!

Everything on the internet is fake!

But it is also clear that these people made it clear that they got the news that S628 had already appointed Mr. Zhou and deliberately came to find fault. No matter what he said, they would just ignore it.

He just didn't bother to be polite, and said indifferently: "The bidding hasn't started yet, so I don't dare to say that I won the project, but Zhou has indeed made a lot of preparations for this bidding, and Zhou will do his best."

"It's Mr. Chen," he glanced at the other party, "It's almost two hundred catties, and I'm afraid I'll burst if I drink more broth."

Mr. Chen hated people saying that he was fat the most, and his face darkened instantly: "Zhou Weijun, don't go too far!"

Zhou Weijun sneered, and said unceremoniously: "The shopping mall is like a battlefield. When Mr. Chen was mocking me here, he didn't think about your own methods? It's not good to be polite. You have to tear your face. What good does it do you?"

Mr. Chen didn't expect him to be so arrogant that he was about to suffer from high blood pressure in a moment of anger.

However, Zhou Weijun lost interest in entanglement with the other party. He turned around and walked back with a cold snort again, but when he only turned half of his body, he paused and his eyes were fixed on a certain place.

There is always a chapter that is written very slowly, and I am too sleepy to hold on, and it will be delayed for another day...

Good night