Chapter 132: You Can Just Write a Novel

Once this opening was opened, many clues that he had not noticed in the past seemed to resurface on the water.

Lu Xiu remembered that when Xu Chunqiu woke up from the hospital bed, her throat was bad, and she couldn't open her mouth and could only write, but why did she subconsciously write the words in traditional Chinese?

Why is she so insensitive to electronic products, even surfing the Internet has to be taught by Tang Ze?

In "Returning to the Garden", she is too familiar with the earthen stove, but according to her past information, she has no experience of living in the countryside at all.

And when recording the group show, it was definitely not just that her spoken language was weak, she was almost as if she had never been exposed to English at all.

The most important point, whether it is somersaults or singing, these are not something that can be achieved overnight, where did she learn her skills, solid basic skills, and Qingyue's good voice?

And the inexplicable scar on her arm......

It's full of suspicions.

He thought about it, and undoubtedly mentioned it to Tang Ze: "Don't you think it's ......?"

"Don't you think that Xu Chunqiu sometimes doesn't look like a person of this era. ”

Tang Ze said casually: "Well, yes." ”

"Eh, have you ever taught her to use a mobile phone, and teaching her to go online is harder than when I go home for the New Year to teach my grandfather. Tang Ze Yile couldn't help but say, "Those people on the Internet still think that she is a 2G girl character ......"

"Sometimes I really think those rainbow farts blow very reasonably, and she really looks like she came from the Republic of China. ”

Lu Xiu's tone was a little excited: "You think so too?"

Tang Ze: "...... That's not what I said. ”

"She recently took over Tu Zisu's Republic of China drama, maybe she entered the play. ”

When he looked up, Lu Xiu's expression was solemn, not like he was joking at all.

"No, Mr. Lu, you don't really believe that, do you?"

Tang Ze felt a little funny and couldn't help but tease.

"President Luda, why don't you stop playing with the company, it's a lot of talent to engage in finance. ”

"You can just write it, the female frequency crosses, and the clouds rise from Jinjiang and the red sleeves of Xiaoxiang go with you. ”

Lu Xiu didn't respond, Tang Ze was bored with himself, and was about to expose it, but he only heard Lu Xiu say: "Xu Hanbai told me that he burned a cigarette butt on her arm when he beat Xu Chunqiu. ”

"Not anymore. ”

Tang Ze now understood why Lu Xiu was pulling him, and asked her if she had surgery since she joined the company.

He thought about it carefully and carefully, and what he found was indeed unrecorded, but he remembered that when he asked the scout who discovered Xu Chunqiu, the other party said that the child had a scar on his arm, which was uneven, which made people look uncomfortable.

"So you suspect that she was dropped?"

Lu Xiu did not affirm or deny.

Tang Ze didn't care: "Even if she is really an impostor, it has been an imposter since the first day I met her." ”

"She has only debuted for less than two years and can go to the Spring Festival Gala, so Tu Zisu can change the script for her, such a potential and desperate artist, I also admit that it is a fake. ”

Tang Ze was busy with work, so he didn't say a few words before a call came in from his mobile phone, he clamped the mobile phone between his shoulder and ear and pushed the door out to deal with it, leaving Lu Xiu alone in the office, his eyes stayed on the draft of Xu Chunqiu's Spring Festival Gala, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't seem to be thinking about anything.

Countless mysteries engulfed him.

......

Chinese are always accustomed to talking about business at the wine table, and all negotiations are in the wine glass. There are all kinds of investors, property managers, and traders in the box, and after three rounds of drinking, these people finally ended the polite stage and began to get to the point.

Lu Xiu put down his wine glass and rubbed his slightly reddened eyes. With his status, no one in the audience dared to pour him, but a few empty wine bottles in front of him obviously drank a lot, both red and white, and his vision had begun to spin a little.

Those words such as trust, beneficiary, etc. were poured into his mind, and under the influence of alcohol, they suddenly changed their appearance, and they were all replaced with the same words, Xu Chunqiu.

Stable bank wealth management products, Xu Chunqiu, central bank bills, Xu Chunqiu, financial bonds, Xu Chunqiu, Xu Chunqiu, Xu Chunqiu, Xu Chunqiu......

- She is not Xu Chunqiu at all.

Lu Xiu felt that his head was like a leaking wire, crackling and exploding into sparks, but it was Xu Chunqiu who thought about it.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Xiu's thoughts were pulled back, and a fat man with a big belly was holding a wine glass at him.

"Mr. Lu, I would like to toast you. ”

Lu Xiu glanced at him with empty eyes, and there were two dizzy ghosts in his field of vision, and he realized that he might be drunk.

"Mr. Kang, let's go next time," someone next to him blocked for him, "Mr. Lu has drunk a lot today, and ...... again"

- She is not Xu Chunqiu at all.

His ears were buzzing, and Xu Hanbai's words were always uncontrollably swirling in his mind.

Shut up.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Xiu raised his head and looked around unfocused, and then raised his wine glass again: "It's okay." ”

Drink it, drink it and forget it.

He raised his glass and drank it all.

Several investors are used to soaking on such occasions, and seeing that the time is almost up, they called a few young models to come in to accompany the wine, and the cheongsam of the female escort who came in was very high, and the white thighs were exposed, and they were about to come up with the arms of the people.

Lu Xiu frowned without a trace and avoided it sideways.

"I don't. ”

Accompanying the wine girl to find someone else, Mr. Kang, who had toasted before, saw that the horse's fart was slapped on the horse's leg, and his face was a little embarrassed. Lu Xiu leaned on the backrest with his eyes closed, and stayed up for a while, obviously wanting to break up.

He didn't have to open his mouth, and immediately someone rushed to speak for him: "Mr. Lu still has work tomorrow, why don't you go back early?"

Lu Xiu raised his eyelids and glanced at it, lazy and a little unwilling to move: "No, I'll just let the secretary pick it up." ”

He unbuttoned a button on his neckline, took out his mobile phone from his suit jacket to unlock it, sent a message to Truman in a daze, and then casually threw it on the wine table, squinting and squinting his drunken eyes and not moving.

Lu Xiu was so drunk that he didn't find out after sending the message that the recipient of this message was not Truman who started with "C", but Bai Xinwen who started with "B" on his name.