Chapter 8: Chief Huo did a human thing
"Isn't it?" Huo Jinghuan raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were looking up and down the furnishings in the small living room.
"I'll bring it up if I need to, besides. Song Mingqi smiled bitterly, "Even I don't believe that my father is innocent." ”
Because of his mother's death, there has always been a gap between Song Mingqi and his father Song Cheng, which is difficult to resolve, so he can only temporarily use words and emotions such as "family" and "family affection" to fool the past.
"This is difficult to do, even if Chu Yi gives up the lawsuit now, the state will find out. Pacing close to the TV cabinet without a TV, Huo Jinghuan opened the drawer and took out a cigarette, "Found it, confiscate it." ”
"Confiscation?" Song Mingqi sneered and threw the apple core into the trash, "With your age of twenty?"
With a turn of his eyes, Huo Jinghuan caught another glimpse of the cigarette case under the sofa, and also took it over, "Now that you don't pretend to be cute and mature, your personality is really freewheeling?"
"Because I wore pink lip gloss, I just pretended to be cute?" Song Mingqi was puzzled, knowing that Huo Jinghuan's self-contained logical system could not be broken, so he had to sigh, "Everything you say is right, so give me the cigarettes, it's all bought with money." ”
"Smoking is bad for your health, you are a mature woman of legal marriage age, you don't know this? You are already old, what if you die in front of me. ”
Huo Jinghuan looked around, and directly threw the cigarette box out of the window.
Bang –
The sound of objects colliding sounds.
Car alarm bells blaze.
"You can't litter things on the first floor, you can hit other people's ......" Song Mingqi said halfway, tiptoeing out of the window and glancing, "You threw your own car, your assistant is too pitiful." ”
Outside the window, the innocent Tamson turned off the car alarm and picked up the cigarette case aggrievedly.
It's really tiring to be Huo Jinghuan's subordinate, Song Mingqi was speechless.
"Salty radish is not a concern. ”
Huo Jinghuan spoke lightly, then raised his wrist to look at his watch, and took steps to leave.
Why does this sound so familiar?
Song Mingqi pondered for a moment, and after Huo Jinghuan left, he uninstalled the listening device from the computer, and stored the black chip well, or handed it over to Chu Yi directly?
No way.
Clenching his fingers, Song Mingqi dispelled this thought.
This is her hole card, and it is a bargaining chip for her to negotiate conditions with Chu Yi, but what can Chu Yi do, he can only keep submitting evidence and keep extending the trial date, and he can only temporarily save his father's life.
This is definitely not a long-term solution.
Song Mingqi rarely encounters something that she has no clue to deal with, after all, she doesn't believe in her father, and she subconsciously thinks that her father has committed a serious crime, and it is her mother's death that makes this thick barrier between father and daughter appear.
I can't help but think of Zhou Chunya's head, how can she wear her mother's things?
"It's coming back again. ”
Back and forth in his mind, turning over and over, these are all these things, Song Mingqi lay on his side on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
……
When I woke up, it was already seven o'clock, and I was hungry, and when I looked at my phone, Zheng Qiuqiu made seventy missed calls.
"You're crazy, it's only seven o'clock. ”
She yawned, took her phone, washed her face with one hand, and gradually returned to her clear mind.
"I want to confirm the dress code from you, who knows you don't answer the phone, I thought you had gone wrong again. ”
Zheng Qiuqiu looked visibly relieved.
Song Mingqi sighed slightly, "I didn't expect that I had planted such a bad impression in your heart, what a failure." ”
"It's not a bad impression. Are you home? I'll pick you up now. ”
"Howler. ”
Hanging up the phone, Song Mingqi went to the door and picked up the small flower pot that had accumulated dust.
Sure enough, the key at the bottom was gone.
The only person who knows where the key is is Huo Jinghuan, if he hadn't taken it, the direction of Song Mingqi's life would have completely entered a suspense drama.
Covering up all the redundant and shady things in the room and the computer, Song Mingqi went out with confidence.
……
After spending two hours dressing up and entering the banquet hall with Qin Muyan, Song Mingqi looked around, but did not see a familiar person.
"Most of the people present are directors and screenwriters and producers in the film industry, and I also got the invitation letter because I have some friendship with Director Wang Xing, Mr. Huo is in another hall, do you want to find him?"
Qin Muyan whispered in Song Mingqi's ear, because of the height difference, the latter lowered his head slightly.
"It's boring to go. Song Mingqi's eyebrows were slightly bent, and she drank all the red wine in the cup, she really hadn't tasted high-end goods for a long time.
"Each attendee can only bring one partner, Sister Qin brought me, who did Mr. Huo bring?"
Speaking of this, Song Mingqi's eyes gradually cooled.
Taking a sip of wine, Qin Muyan smiled at the man in a black suit not far away, "Like Mr. Huo, I just came back from abroad, and I am a standard lady." I saw Director Wang Xing's assistant, do you want to go over together?"
Song Mingqi came up with the word "the right door" in her head, she shook her head, and found a place to sit and rest, "No, I didn't eat at night, and I can't stand with low blood sugar." ”
She found a proper reason to prevaricate, Qin Muyan was all about Wang Xing's assistant, and she didn't give Song Mingqi a look, and walked over quickly.
The banquet has been open for so long, and I haven't seen the protagonist - director Wang Xing.
Song Mingqi knew about her in the past, only the Internet and "People" magazine, looking at the photos, she was a very delicate and beautiful woman, with a standard classical beauty appearance, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were cold, and she didn't look easy to get along with.
Huo Jinghuan, the new head of the Huo family, returned to China, and the focus of global film and television changed from Manhattan to Xihuai City, and many foreign actors also crossed the ocean to come here, eager to be favored by directors and become famous overnight.
Drinking wine constantly, Song Mingqi's original intention was no longer to "taste high-end goods that had not been seen for a long time", because it was an empty stomach, there was a faint sourness in her stomach.
"Who is this, Sister Song Mingchu?"
Suddenly, there was a delicate girl on the side, Song Ming prayed, it was a little girl who had just reached 160.
"You're calling the wrong name. Song Mingqi's expression was as usual, "What about your brother surnamed Huo, why didn't he take a good look at you?"
Song Mingqi has always been very clear about her positioning, and the people who can be interested in talking to her at this banquet are none other than Qin Muyan and Huo Jinghuan, and if you think about it deeply, it will be the rich lady who followed Huo Jinghuan to the right family.
"He's talking to the directors, I can't bother. ”
The little girl said seriously, she looked Song Mingqi up and down, her smile was bright and cute, "Sister, Brother Jing's lock screen is you, he was quite introverted when he went to school in Manhattan, I didn't expect to be so good at playing when I returned to China~"
She deliberately bit the word "play" very hard, which made Song Mingqi very angry.
"Is his lock screen me, I really didn't expect it. ”
Song Mingqi gently stroked his broken hair, smiling proudly and presumptuously.
"I'm not like a kid like you who cares about a lock screen. ”
"How old can my sister be, she looks like she is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and Brother Jing always seems to have a soft spot for older people?"
"You want to think how old I am, I don't care, Huo Jinghuan doesn't care. ”
Soon back, Song Mingqi saw that the little girl's face gradually turned red, and she suddenly had no interest in continuing to speak, she didn't want to bully the child, and she didn't want to fight over who had a higher status in Huo Jinghuan's heart in this area.
"Why are you so familiar with Brother Jing?" the little girl raised her eyebrows, but her voice was still controlled within the range that the two of them could hear, "I have known Brother Jing for two years, you are just a little actor who wants to play and become popular with his eyes, what is there to be proud of?"
Song Mingqi still did not respond.
"Pretending to be deaf and dumb? ”
"Then I'll tell you again, Brother Jing and I already have a marriage contract, which was made by Uncle Huo and my father, and the engagement ceremony will be held when I become an adult, and the ring has been customized in the high-end workshop. ”
"Yes. Song Mingqi smiled undiminishedly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Marriage and divorce, what is an engagement?"
Speaking of the marriage contract, no one seems to have it, but after Huo Jinghuan became the real Huo family, he didn't look down on the little Song family, and he wasn't even interested in contacting him.
"Just be stubborn. The little girl put her hands around her chest, her nostrils were towards Song Mingqi, and her eyes were undisguised with contempt, "No matter how you are, you are also a little actor who can't be on the stage, I hope you know what you can think about, and what you don't even deserve to think about." ”
"Stop talking nonsense. ”
A crisp and warm voice came.