Chapter 45 of the main text volume must have the attitude of asking for others

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When Yang Mi woke up, it was already dawn.

The sun was shining outside the window, but she was like falling into an ice cave.

Strange room, strange bed, strange pajamas...... What happened last night?

Trying to recall what happened last night, she only remembered that she wanted to get drunk with Mai Xiaoyu, who knew that Mai Xiaoyu had an amazing amount of alcohol, and she didn't pour the other party, she got drunk first.

And then...... No more, drink too much, fragment memory, and wake up again It's a hundred years old.

I was ...... by him

The tears slipped silently, and gradually connected faster and faster, and the fifteen-year-old Yang Mi could no longer bear such a heavy blow, and cried out with a "wow".

Smack.

There was a knock on the door.

Yang Mi hurriedly got into the air conditioner quilt and sobbed.

"You're awake. ”

A woman's voice?

Yang Mi showed his little head from the quilt, and looked at the person with tears in his eyes.

Liu Tao exclaimed: "Why are you still crying?"

Not that hateful uncle!

This made Yang Mi's heart settle down a little: "I, why am I here?"

"You were drunk last night, and Mr. Mai carried you back. ”

"Then my clothes ......"

"Your clothes have been sent to be washed. Liu Tao sat at the head of the bed and touched Yang Mi's head, "You vomited so much last night that your clothes were dirty." ”

"Sister, are you the pajamas you helped me change?" Yang Mi sat up nervously and grabbed Liu Tao's hand.

"That's right. You don't think it's Mr. Mai...... Ah, I know why you're crying. Liu Tao smiled dumbly, "What do you think about this little head, Mai is always a good person, and he asked me to take care of you." ”

"Thank you, sister!"

After finding out the truth of the matter, the haze in my heart dissipated, and Yang Mi was happy.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth, the porridge will be boiled immediately, and I will drink some porridge to warm my stomach." You're still young, don't drink so much in the future. Fortunately, Mr. Mai was here last night, otherwise what if you meet a bad guy?"

That uncle's name is Mr. Mai?

He's the worst of the bad!

Actually got me drunk.

This revenge must be avenged!

Yang Mi was full of blood and came back to life, and after a simple wash, he sat at the dining table and ate breakfast.

Two bowls of white porridge and two vegetarian buns fell into the stomach, and the stomach was much more comfortable.

"Sister, the white porridge you cooked is so fragrant, it has a mother's taste. ”

"If you like to drink, drink more, and Mr. Mai also likes to eat the food I cook. ”

"Mr. Mai, which publishing house is he the editor-in-chief?"

"The publisher?Mai is always the general manager of Mengren Film and Television. ”

"Film and television company?ah, I remember, sister, you are Dove girl!"

Dove's advertisements are overwhelming, with high-profile pictures and elegant and delicate Liutao, which has left a deep impression on many audiences, and Yang Mi is no exception.

Liu Tao chuckled, got up and brought a few pieces of Dove chocolate and Snickers: "Please eat, but don't eat too much every day." Mr. Mai said that girls should keep in shape. ”

"Mr. Mai said Mr. Mai said, sister, be careful of being deceived, uncle is very bad. ”

"Giggles, you call him uncle? How can he be so old. Well, maybe not as old as me. Also, Mai is always a good person, he has always protected me......" The floodgates of memory opened, and Liu Tao whispered about Mai Xiaoyu's standing up for maintenance every time she was bullied after she signed a cute contract, as well as her career plan, "...... He said that he was going to arrange for me to take over the filming of the TV series in the near future. ”

Yang Mi was envious when he heard this, and took Liu Tao's hand: "I also want to be on TV, sister, do you think it's okay for me to join your company?"

……

Aiman Culture has a strong sense of crisis public relations and responds quickly.

After Mai Xiaoyu clearly refused last night, they took the initiative to contact Mai Xiaoyu early this morning.

"Are you Maizi, the author of "Boys Over Flowers"?" "A big company has the bearing of a big company, but this kind of bearing is often reflected by guò arrogance.

Listening to the arrogant tone on the phone and looking at his rice mobile phone, Mai Xiaoyu pondered for eight seconds and hung up the phone decisively.

Half a minute later, the phone rang again. After connecting, Mai Xiaoyu didn't say anything, and the other end spoke first: "I'm Zhang Kai, the director of security of Aiman Culture......"

"Doodoo ......"

Damn, he dared to hang up on me, or twice!

Zhang Kai was furious, but he still had to make a phone call.

"I am the ...... of Aiman Culture"

"Doodoo ......"

Hung up again!

Hit again!

"You don't have to hang up the ......"

"Doodoo ......"

"You ......"

"Doodoo ......"

called more than a dozen times, and every time Zhang Kai opened his mouth, Mai Xiaoyu hung up the phone, and Zhang Kai's face turned green.

At first, Zhang Kai was still angry, jumping in the office and scolding his mother, but later he lost his temper at all and got used to being hanged.

He is the brother-in-law of the general manager of Aiman Culture, and in the early years, he was on the street, because he had a beautiful sister, so he became the director of the security department of Aiman Culture.

Last night, his brother-in-law gave him a death order, trying his best to get rid of Mai Xiaoyu and quell the turmoil.

With his experience in the streets, he thinks it's easy to deal with cultured people.

Don't reason with a cultural person, because you can't talk to him; Cultural people cherish feathers and cherish their bodies even more, and they are easily frightened.

Therefore, he took it for granted that it was no problem for this routine to be applied to Mai Xiaoyu.

Those who draw comics are also considered cultural people, aren't they?

But Mai Xiaoyu didn't play cards according to the routine, so he spoke, and immediately hung up the phone over there, and hung up more than a dozen of them, and he had nowhere to spread the fire in his belly.

This is not a cultural person, it is Nima hob meat!

I can't make a phone call, so let's send a text message.

Soon, Mai Xiaoyu's text message came back: You must have an attitude of asking for people.

Nima, we love comic culture and need to beg you to draw comics?

Well, count you out.

Thinking of his brother-in-law's death order, Zhang Kai dialed Mai Xiaoyu's phone again, and this time his posture lowered a lot.

"Teacher Mai, I'm Zhang Kai of Aiman Culture, and I called you just now. ”

The first time I received a call from Zhang Kai, and when I heard his opening remarks, Mai Xiaoyu knew that the other party was Aiman Culture.

There are few people who know his rice mobile phone number, and the only people who know him are Yang Linfei, Wu Guodong, Jiying Club, and Aiman Culture. When he first participated in the rookie race, he left this number.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"That's right. Recently, you had a little unpleasant ...... with our magazines under Aiman Culture. Damn, hang me up again!"

Zhang Kai angrily dropped his mobile phone, and the secretary heard the movement and came in to check, and the dog blood sprayed by him and ran out with red eyes.

Five minutes later, the fire was almost over, and the phone ...... I still have to fight, but Nima's mobile phone is broken, more than 3,000!

There is no choice but to change the landline.

This time, Zhang Kai said straight to the point: "Maizi, I have read your information, and you are also from Yanjing." Come on, how much does it cost to settle down?"

"I don't want money. Mai Xiaoyu said calmly.

"And what do you want?"

"Fair. ”

"What do you want?"

"Justice, shouldn't you give me justice!"