Seeing that the small slices of roast duck meat like willow leaf strips fell accurately in the porcelain plate like a goddess scattering flowers, and they were automatically arranged neatly, Xia Qing and the people present couldn't help but let out bursts of admiration.

After a few minutes, one duck was stripped of its skeleton in an artistic and largely wasteful manner, and the young man picked up another duck and continued to cut it. Everyone watched the young man's superb performance intently, and they were all shocked.

The second duck was also shaved, and everyone applauded, and the young man smiled and said, "Thank you for cheering, my performance is over, please slow down." ”

Two waitresses placed the plate of sliced Peking duck in the middle of a large tempered glass carousel, then arranged about nine other dishes around the Peking duck, and then they placed a small plate of dipping sauce, a thin plate of dough cakes, and a side dish of shredded cucumbers, shallots, and carrots in front of each person's seat.

After the waiter was busy, he smiled and said, "Now that the dishes are ready, please use them slowly." ”

Mr. Yu greeted everyone: "Let's do it, this roast duck should be eaten while it is hot, it is not delicious when it is cold." ”

Everyone couldn't hold back for a long time, and they all coveted this table of food. Everyone picked up the chopsticks one after another and stretched them into the white porcelain plate, Yu always saw Xia Qing holding the chopsticks and did not move, he thought that Xia Qing would not eat, so he put on disposable gloves, "You southerners may not be able to eat, I will teach you." As he spoke, he picked up chopsticks to help Xia Qing pick up a few pieces of duck, then picked up a piece of pancake, picked up a few side dishes, and then handed it to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing took it, "Thank you, Mr. Yu, in fact, I will eat, I have eaten before." ”

"That's good, you're self-reliant. ”

The waiter poured a glass of red wine for everyone, and Mr. Yu kept staring at Xia Qing, always looking for various reasons to let Xia Qing drink, he probably wanted to touch Xia Qing's amount of alcohol. Xia Qing actually knew that such a thing would happen, but fortunately, she usually drinks a glass of red wine before going to bed at night, so now red wine is like a drink to her, and she doesn't blush and her heart beats after drinking many glasses.

Everyone was amazed by Xia Qing's good amount of wine. Mr. Yu said: "It turns out that our beautiful writer is still a thousand cups." I admire it. ”

"A thousand glasses are not poured, there are some drinks, but there is still a limit, please be merciful to the general manager. ”

Everyone present laughed, everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Qing and Mr. Yu, it seemed that today the two of them were the protagonists, and the others were supporting roles.

Mr. Yu began to feel a little dizzy, he looked at Xia Qing in front of him drunkenly, and the Xia Qing in his eyes turned into two images of Xu Qing, tempting him in a dense way.

After lunch, everyone returned to the North Convention and Exhibition Center Building to continue to discuss the signing of the film and television adaptation. After drinking, Mr. Yu's thinking was obviously a little sluggish, and his mind was a little confused. Although Xia Qing was also a little dizzy, she had been trying her best to keep her head clear.

With the cooperation of Yang Nan, Xia Qing and Tianlang Group finally successfully signed a formal contract for the film and television adaptation rights of "Don't Play with Fire in the Marriage Bed". The contract stated that Xia Qing would receive a remuneration of 100,000 yuan, which would be paid in two installments, the first would be 60,000 yuan within a month after the signing of the contract, and the second would be paid one month after the start of the TV shooting, and the contract would last for 10 years.

Although the money is not too much, Xia Qing feels pretty good, because there are so many books in the world now, how many of them can be made into films?

It's been a tired day, Xia Qing returned to the hotel at more than eight o'clock, she wanted to rest in the hotel, but she didn't expect to receive a call from Mr. Yu, he said to invite her to KTV to sing, Xia Qing didn't like to go to K song the most, she was afraid of being noisy, and she was afraid of being drunk, so she said that she was uncomfortable and didn't go, and Mr. Yu was not reluctant.

At ten o'clock, Xia Qing was about to lie down and rest after washing, she suddenly heard a knock on the door, she shouted: "Who?" The other party did not say anything, Xia Qing decided to ignore it, she was just about to lie down, the knock sounded again, and she had to open the door in her pajamas.

When I opened the door, the person standing outside the door turned out to be Mr. Yu, who was in a straight suit and full of red face. Xia Qing was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to come back to his senses. Mr. Yu said with a smile: "You said you were uncomfortable, I didn't feel at ease so I came to see you, can I go in?"

Xia Qing remembered that she was wearing pajamas, not even a bra, she thought that if she let a big man in so late, a lonely man and a widow, something would definitely happen. She guarded the door and said euphemistically: "Mr. Yu, I am much better now, thank you for your concern, you can go home early to rest so late, you are also tired for a day, I am also going to sleep, I am tired today." ”

Mr. Yu looked at Xia Qing intently, the young woman in front of him looked very lazy and sultry, not to mention that she was only wearing pajamas, he could imagine what a wonderful scene was under her pajamas, and he couldn't help but feel hot all over.

But Xia Qing kept guarding the door, obviously refusing to enter Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu was a little unwilling, and wanted to try again. smiled and said: "I'm not sleepy at all, I just want to chat with you, to be honest, I'm very happy to see you today, I feel like I'm suddenly ten years younger, I think you should buy Qinglin back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we estimate that it will be difficult to have the opportunity to meet again in the future, why not have a good chat tonight?"

Xia Qing thought to himself that I didn't know him well, so what was there to talk about? Xia Qing said: "It's really too late, let's do it tomorrow at noon, I'll invite you to dinner at noon tomorrow, and then we'll have a good chat." ”

Mr. Yu laughed a few times, "It's not good to talk with so many people, I just want to talk to you alone." ”

Xia Qing thought to himself, this man is invincible in the world if he has a thick skin, his intention is obvious, isn't he just trying to harm me? She said: "Mr. Yu, we are here for a long time, and we don't care about this night, otherwise, if you are free tomorrow, I will come to your office and have a good chat with you, you can talk about whatever you want, okay?"

Mr. Yu felt very disappointed, he was not a reckless person, everyone had said this, if he continued to rely on it, it would be too embarrassing, he didn't want to leave a bad impression on Xia Qing, otherwise he would have no chance in the future. So he said, "Okay, you have a good rest tonight, I won't bother, and we'll have a good talk tomorrow." ”

"Okay, Mr. Yu, let's go. ”

Mr. Yu said wistfully, "Goodbye!"

After Mr. Yu left, Xia Qing hurriedly closed the door tightly, she remembered that Mr. Yu stared at her bichromatic/confused eyes just now, she felt palpitations, leaned against the door and gasped, thinking: It's so dangerous, I met a pervert, the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, this place in Beijing is really dangerous.