Chapter 7
Jiang Yuting told him about his business trip to South Korea, and also told a few people who were traveling with him, and also said that it was the female translator who entered his room last night, and explained why the female translator knocked on his door in the middle of the night.
Jiang Yuting explained in great detail, and guessed that the reason why the female translator came to knock on the door so late must be because she had just slept at that time, and when she was about to apply the eye cream, she found that the eye cream was missing, so she came to ask them in such a hurry.
After explaining, he typed: "I don't have a girlfriend." ”
Tao Huanmu was stunned: "Oh. ”
Jiang Yuting: "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Brother Xiao Huan subconsciously typed: "No." ”
Jiang Yuting pulled the corners of his lips, thinking of her age, he was very entangled, he thought to himself, but don't be an adult, he asked bluntly last time, and this time he said it very implicitly: "It's good, it's better not to fall in love with girls under the age of eighteen, it's easy to be deceived, there are too many men who talk flatteringly these years." ”
Tao Huan had a black line on his head and typed: "Who said I was less than eighteen years old? I am nineteen years old this year, I can fall in love, I will be twenty years old soon, I just don't have time, don't think that I am no one can look at me, I am good-looking!"
After speaking, it was followed by a large list of squint-eyed emojis.
Jiang Yuting looked at the long list of squinted emojis, as if he saw this little girl squinting at him, especially, why does she always like a long string of hair when she sends symbols?
Jiang Yuting couldn't help laughing, knowing that she didn't have a boyfriend, and knowing that she was almost twenty years old, the turmoil in her heart couldn't be calmed down.
Jiang Yuting couldn't understand why, he had only known her since he knew her, and he didn't say a few words, and he just knew her age, and knew that she didn't have a boyfriend, but he didn't know what she looked like, whether she was really good-looking or fake-good-looking, fat or thin, whether it was the type he liked, and he didn't know her name, so he was a little in love.
Jiang Yuting thought, maybe it's really the Internet.
Distance produces beauty.
Thinking of the sentence behind the little girl, 'I'm so good-looking', Jiang Yuting couldn't help but think that this little girl is quite narcissistic.
Jiang Yuting smiled at the corner of his lips, and typed in a good mood: "Do you only use domestic masks?"
Brother Xiao Huan: "Hmm. ”
Jiang Yuting: "What brand?"
Brother Xiao Huan: "Small brand." ”
In Tao Huan's opinion, people who can travel abroad on business are all people, at least, richer than her family, and Tang Yimo is the president of the Tang Dynasty, and this Jiang Yuting is a good person who plays with Tang Yimo, so this Jiang Yuting is definitely not an ordinary citizen.
Of course, why is Tang Yimo, such a big president, a fellow countryman as a small citizen like Tao Huan, it has to talk about the previous generation, Tang Yimo's grandfather is from Tao Huan's hometown, Tang Yimo lived in his grandfather's house for five years when he was a child, and why Tang Yimo lived in his grandfather's house for so long, it was naturally because of the internal struggle of the Tang family, Tang Yimo's mother temporarily raised him in his mother's family in order to protect him.
And Tang Yimo's grandfather's house was next door to Tao Huan's house, and later the grain management office was demolished and moved to the city, and Tao Huan followed him to the city.
But in those five years, Tang Yimo often played with Tao Huan.
Tao Huan was eight years younger than Tang Yimo, and in those five years, Tang Yimo took care of her with the friendship of taking care of her sister.
It's just that I went back to the city, and I didn't care about each other, first, the circles were different, and the other was busy, and I usually said hello on WeChat, and I didn't contact them in private, so Tang Yimo was in Tao Huan's hometown circle.
Tao Huan met Jiang Yuting because of Tang Yimo, and she only went to the copywriter, she never thought much about it, and she never thought about what she wanted to climb.
Tao Huan didn't lie, the masks she used were really domestic, and they were all small brands, the kind that cost five yuan a piece, she was embarrassed to say it, even if she was embarrassed to say it, she wouldn't say it to Jiang Yuting.
After Tao Huan finished typing that sentence, Zhou Xijing just tried a set of cheongsam skirts and came out, calling her everywhere, Tao Huan couldn't care about chatting anymore, so he stuffed his mobile phone into his bag and went to help Zhou Xijing look at the skirt.
Jiang Yuting stood on the side of the storefront, looking at Tao Huanfa's words, and after a long time, he typed again: "The mask doesn't use foreign ones, but what about the shampoo?"