When Wang Wan'er drove away from Feiluan Village and drove to Ningyuan Airport, Ye Mozhu, who insisted that his family should not be full of celebrities, finally finished reading a boring document while sitting in the office.

Rubbing her eyes, she glanced at her watch, only to realize that it was already ten o'clock.

Shaking his somewhat sore shoulders, Ye Mozhu picked up the thermos cup at hand and stood up, and came to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office.

The office of the Sword Walk Charitable Foundation is in a prosperous stage.

As far as you can see, you can see not only the starry sky, but also ants running through the streets, laughing, playing, and arguing.

Ye Mozhu took a sip of white water, looked at it for a while, and after feeling much more comfortable, he turned around, put the cup on the table, and put on his coat.

The Sword Walk Charity Foundation doesn't want to work overtime, so when I opened the office door, it was dark outside.

Ye Mozhu was not afraid of the dark, after passing through the office area, she took the elevator all the way to the first floor of the office building, and there was no trouble with the on-call company driver, she took an online car-hailing.

After getting in the car, I took out my mobile phone, clicked on the goose factory video, found the live broadcast playback, and first pulled the progress bar to the bottom...

This is her habit of chasing dramas... Always want to see what the ending is first.

In the picture, Zhang Xiaojian, Ning Xueqing, Zhuo Fei, Liu Mei, and Xiao Li are sitting in a row, and behind them is a bonfire with bright light, and the night sky illuminated by the bonfire.

A choreographer asked, "Mr. Zhang, so this issue came to Feiluan Village, is it because you want to promote your Sword Charity Fund and Tianchai People Project...?"

The question is very straightforward, and it can resonate with water friends, which can be regarded as spicy.

It's just that.. Zhang Xiaojian replied: "Yes, come, Liu Mei will promote another wave." ”

Worthy of being Zhang Xiaojian's subordinate, Liu Mei immediately said: "Jianxing Charity Fund also needs some new employees who can bear hardships and stand hard work, caring and empathetic, recruiting no academic requirements, and the salary is generous, exceeding the level of major domestic funds......

Xiao Li gave a thumbs up: "Admiration, admiration." ”

Ning Xueqing smiled bitterly: "Or I'll also promote it." ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "This was originally to shoot your show.."

"Really?"

"Well, yes. Ning Xueqing, who was talking to herself, coughed and said: "On April 30, our Martian girl's new album will land on major digital platforms, and I hope you will support it at that time..."

Zhang Xiaojian frowned and remembered one thing: "Also, also, the same day on April 30 is the day of my junior brother Zhuo Fei's first professional game, if Ning Yuan has a small partner, you can come..."

Saying that, Zhang Xiaojian looked at Zhuo Fei.

Under his aggressive gaze, Zhuo Fei said sincerely: "MAX Boxing Gym, a ticket of 100 yuan... Not expensive.. Oh..."

- Shameless about this... It still depends on Mr. Zhang.

- The director team didn't expect that one problem would involve so many advertisements...

- I'm stupid for laughing, but did Mr. Zhang forget something, "Nezha"?

"Xueqing, are you going to be at home in the next issue, or will you continue to be outdoors?"

Ning Xueqing said helplessly: "I'm a little busy at work, the key is to see how my brother arranges." ”

Zhang Xiaojian pondered for a moment: "I haven't thought about the next issue yet, but there are a few filings for everyone to choose from, and when the time comes, get a vote, and how long will the votes go over there." ”

"What's the place?"

"There is my e-sports club, as well as music LIVE, and basketball club, in fact, there are also football clubs, but if you want to go abroad, you can take sailors to watch the scene. ”

Choreographer: "...... , Mr. Zhang, I think you just want to advertise!"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled modestly: "After all, after listening to Liu Mei's propaganda for the Sword Charity Fund, if you don't take the program to other places, the heads of various company clubs are going to rebel, and you can't be partial to parents..."

As he spoke, he thought about a question and asked, "By the way, how many issues of "Dear Sister" are there...?"

Xiao Liyi covered his face: "Brother, you're afraid that you won't be able to finish publicizing your industry, right?" ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "No... No... I'm just going to see if I can make it all in. ”

......

Ye Mozhu, who was sitting in the car, was smiling at Zhang Xiaojian's stinky facelessness, and the driver in front of him asked, "Girl, are you looking at Mr. Zhang?"

"Huh?" Is Xiaojian already so famous?

Ye Mozhu said: "Yes, didn't this just end the live broadcast." ”

The driver said very seriously while driving: "I like Mr. Zhang very much, and I also like dogs than brothers and sisters, they are so funny." ”

Ye Mozhu asked curiously: "I see a lot of comments on the Internet, it's very annoying for them to show off their wealth or something." ”

The driver waved his hand and said: "They don't understand the happiness of sand sculptures, Mr. Zhang's showing off his wealth is different from those deliberately pretentious showing off his wealth, he is very direct, and that Xiao Li, I really laughed so much that my head was crooked, and when I finish sending you this order, I will also go home to watch the replay." ”

Ye Mozhu smiled, didn't reply again, and was about to continue watching when the phone received a call and cut out the video software.

Seeing that it was the name of the second aunt, Ye Mozhu was stunned, but he quickly picked it up.

I heard the second aunt say, "Mozhu, where is it?"

"On the way home, second aunt, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, just ask. ”

After noticing that the tone was not right, Ye Mozhu frowned and said, "No, second aunt, what's wrong with you, you tell me." ”

Over there, when the second aunt heard this, she pretended to change the topic in a calm tone: "It's nothing, it's nothing, Xiaojian, they're still filming the show, right?"

Ye Mozhu stopped talking nonsense, held down his mobile phone, and said to the driver: "Master, stop here." ”

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Sitting on the roof of a four-story building, Zhang Xiaojian watched Wang Wan'er's car drive its high beams all the way out of the somewhat dark village.

He didn't rush downstairs, but continued to blow the wind.

At this time, the mobile phone lit up, and after Zhang Xiaojian picked up the phone, he asked, "Do you miss me?"

If it was in the past, judging from Ye Mozhu's current leather characteristics that he was about to homogenize, she would definitely answer: "Good girl, I've changed several sets of clothes, and you won't come back..."

But today is not ordinary, Ye Mozhu said in a hurried tone: "The second aunt called me just now, I felt a little wrong, I called the company's driver to take me to Jiangcheng, and now I am waiting for the car." ”

When Zhang Xiaojian heard this, he immediately straightened his waist, stood up and quickly went downstairs, and said, "What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, it just didn't feel right. ”

"Then I'll go back too. ”

"Well, you drive slowly. ”