Guan Heng put Zhang Wei at the intersection in front of the company, and let him walk the rest of the way by himself and drove home by himself.

Jiang Yu was drinking tea with the guests in the living room, and when he saw him coming back, he didn't blame him for not returning all night like before, but called him with a smile: "Ah Heng is here, there are guests today!" However, she turned her head and introduced to the woman sitting next to her with a smile, "This is the second child in our family, you can just call him second brother." ”

Guan Heng was so confused by his mother's unprecedentedly good attitude that he walked over and greeted the guests politely with the suit jacket he took off on his arm: "Hello." ”

The other party smiled obediently: "Second brother, my name is Feng Miaomiao, you can just call me Miaomiao." ”

Guan Heng called out "Miao Miao" in a kind way, in exchange for a slightly shy smile from the other party.

He said hello and wanted to go upstairs to sleep, but Jiang Yu shouted, "Come and sit." This is the daughter of your Aunt Ye's family, she just came back from studying abroad, and her family is not in China, so you take care of it more as an elder brother. ”

Then he affectionately pulled Feng Miaomiao and said: "If you need help in the future, just look for him, come to the house more often when you have time, and don't see your aunt." ”

Feng Miaomiao responded obediently, and smiled at Guan Heng again: "Then it's troublesome for the second brother in the future." ”

"You're welcome." Guan Heng smiled perfunctorily, it was too hot, and he loosened his tie.

Feng Miaomiao stared at the red mark on his neck twice, and then looked away without a trace.

After getting off work, Liang Qiao called Zou Rongrong.

Zou Rongrong didn't worry about her after leaving with Song Bei last night, so she called over to ask about the situation, and she and the man were doing something embarrassing at that time, so they hung up after a perfunctory sentence. She hadn't had time to ask about the dead girl being a model behind her back.

"Liang Qiao?" Zou Rongrong was connected after two sounds, probably still worried about her, and her tone sounded quite anxious, "Where are you now?" Nothing happened yesterday, did it? ”

"Company, I'm getting ready to go home." Liang Qiao said, "You're worried about me, what can happen to me." But you, come, explain to me what happened yesterday? ”

Zou Rongrong hesitated, and then said as if she was out of the way: "Wait a minute, I'll go out and tell you." She staggered out of her dorm and found a secluded place downstairs. I was afraid that you wouldn't agree so I didn't sue you, in fact, the company was okay, yesterday was the first time like that, and said to take us to meet a few big people, which I haven't seen before. ”

"Why do I think that Manager Wang is not a good person at first glance?" Liang Qiao sneered and pulled the corners of his mouth, the two glasses of drugged wine were originally prepared by Manager Wang for Zou Rongrong, let her toast He Lixin, no need to say anything. "Don't talk about this, tell me first, why do you suddenly want to be a model?"

Zou Rongrong was silent for a while, her voice lowered, with a little depression: "It's not for tuition!" ”

Liang Qiao was stunned, "Didn't I prepare your college tuition for you a long time ago, and your school has increased its price?" No, my salary hasn't even increased. ”

"No......" Zou Rongrong kicked the pebbles at her feet irritably, "Mom lent the money to Liang Guoxing again." ”

Liang Guoxing is the father of Liang Qiao and Zou Rongrong, but Zou Rongrong divorced their mother Zou Congqin when she was very young, reorganized the family with Xiaosan, and gave birth to a son. Zou Rongrong only hated him, and had no father-daughter affection at all, so the first thing she did after she became sensible was to resolutely change her name to her mother's surname.

When Liang Qiao was young, before Liang Guoxing divorced Zou Congqin, he was still a good husband and father, and he respected Zou Congqin like a guest, and it hurt Liang Qiao to the bone. It's a pity that after he remarried, he encountered poor factory efficiency and layoffs, and after losing his job, he seemed to be a completely different person, selfish, greedy for money and shameless, relying on Zou Congqin's soft-heartedness, and cheating money from her again and again.

Liang Qiao and Zou Rongrong persuaded and scolded their mother because of this, but she was cowardly and soft-hearted all her life, and she was never ruthless to Liang Guoxing.

Liang Qiao was also silent, and only said after a while: "I'm still alive, it's not your turn to worry about money, you just need to go to school." I'll call you for tuition and living expenses in a while, you quit the job as a model, and if you have anything to discuss with me in advance, don't go behind my back anymore, otherwise I will really break your legs. ”

"I don't want your money......" Zou Rongrong's voice was muffled, "I have the ability to support myself!" ”

"Oh." Liang Qiao's tone was very cold, "Then you come to fight with me first, and if you win me, I will let you be self-reliant." ”

"Haven't you just studied taekwondo for a few years, and you ...... bullying people" Zou Rongrong's eyes were a little red, she sniffed, paused, and quickly said, "Liang Qiao, I love you!" He quickly pinched the phone.

"......" Liang Qiao was stunned with the phone, laughed for a while, and muttered, "The flesh is numb!" ”

After hanging up the phone, Liang Qiao directly transferred 20,000 yuan to Zou Rongrong from the online bank, and the balance was instantly reduced by half. Liang Qiao exhaled and said to himself, "It's time to work hard to make money......

The top author of Yueji Studio, Fist in the Picture, recently had a new book to be listed, and the publishing house called to say that the sample book had come out, but her editor-in-charge, that is, Liang Qiao's roommate, Fei Fei took a week's leave to accompany her boyfriend, and Liang Qiao went to the publishing house for her at noon and took a few sample books.

When I came back, I went around to the CBD area and was ordered by the editor-in-chief to see the renovation progress of the new office.

There is a newly built office building diagonally opposite the radio and television building, and Yueji Studio has rented two floors on it, which is intended to be used as a new office, and is now being renovated.

Liang Qiao just came to supervise the work, and when he passed by the fruit stall, he bought two watermelons, asked the boss to cut them and carry them directly.

As I passed through the hall, I saw an old man who had driven a nail into the wall and was holding a huge oil painting to hang on it. Maybe the painting is too heavy, the old man's movements look a little difficult, standing on the ladder trembling, quite scary.

Liang Qiao had already walked over, turned back, put the watermelon in the corner of the wall, and put his hand on the lower end of the frame, "I'll come, you come down first." The tone sounded domineering and unmistakable.

The old man turned his head to look at her for a moment, then slowly let go of his hand and descended the ladder step by step.

Liang Qiao adjusted the angle of the ladder, tried it twice with his feet, felt quite stable, and climbed up neatly with the handrail. After standing firmly, he stretched out his hand to the old man: "Give me the painting." ”

The old man held up the painting as he said, Liang Qiao held it with both hands, hung it on the position of the nail, and then jumped down directly and clapped his hands. "Alright."

"The little girl's strength is quite big, this painting is not light." The old man looked at her, as if admiring her valor.

"This one is okay, I have no problem resisting the refrigerator and going up to the eighth floor." Liang Qiao said lightly, and then waved his hand without waiting for the old man to speak, "No thanks, I only leave my card number and no name for my good deeds." ”

She went to the corner to get a watermelon, and the old man walked two steps away with his hands behind his back to take a look, if it weren't for the lime and paint on his clothes, he would look like a migrant worker, and his aura looked more like a leader who came to the countryside to inspect.

He looked back and forth, left and right for a while, and commented, "It's crooked." ”

Liang Qiao walked over and took a look, and sighed, "It's crooked and beautiful, it's so boring to hang so much as everyone else." Experts once said that a crooked painting can attract the attention of the audience more than a straight painting, so as to get more appreciation, this is the meaning of its existence, isn't it? ”

"...... is the expert?" The old man asked, turning his head.

Liang Qiao smiled and pointed his finger at himself: "It-sme!" ”

The old man smiled: "You girl is very interesting!" ”

Liang Qiao raised his eyebrows and squinted playfully at the corners of his eyes, pretending to sigh deeply, and patted the old man's shoulder: "Fascinated by my radiant personality, right?" It's a pity that you were born decades early, otherwise I can still consider you, beauty. But it's good that you can have such a young idea at this age, praise me! Do you eat watermelon? ”

I can't make the old man happy.

I went upstairs to see the progress of the renovation and asked the workers to eat watermelon, and Liang Qiao didn't stay long before leaving.

After getting down, I was going to take a taxi back to the company directly, but my eyes inadvertently swept past the magnificent building opposite, and I slammed it again.

A replay of last week's Golden Bird TV Festival awards ceremony is being played on a huge LED screen outside the building. At the scene of the party where light and shadow change, a rather familiar face suddenly appeared in front of the camera, and then the picture switched to a long shot, a man in a black suit walked on the stage gracefully, with a dignified and heroic appearance, and the spotlight hit him, looking really ...... Radiant.

He took the envelope from the host's hand, glanced at it, hooked the corners of his mouth, and showed the kind of smile that looked a little ruffian, but was actually very seductive.

"Best Actress at the 20xx Golden Bird TV Arts Festival......" He bowed his head slightly, and slowly and clearly pronounced a name into the microphone, "Meng Shuilan." ”

Meng Shuilan...... This actor Liang Qiao is still quite familiar.

She played the heroine in this year's popular costume drama "The First Bandit Queen", with a pleasing appearance and superb acting skills.

Liang Qiao is very concerned about this drama, on the one hand, because it is a conscience drama because it is well-made, and on the other hand, because this drama is adapted from the novel of the same name published by their studio, and the original author Bazimei is in charge of Liang Qiao. However, the content of film and television is not under her control, all she can do is chase dramas every day, and she has successfully turned a fan of Meng Shuilan.

Meng Shuilan has debuted for eight years, has run all kinds of tricks and played all kinds of soy sauce, and in the past two years, she has gradually become well-known to the audience because of her participation in several TV series with good ratings.

As the guest of honor is the chief producer of the show and the young president of Guangyao Media - Guan Heng, who took the trophy from the master of ceremonies and handed it to Xiao Huadan who was so excited that he kept crying.

Under the camera, Meng Shuilan did not accept the trophy, but threw herself directly into his arms, crying with pear blossoms and rain, and choked up and said, "Thank you, Mr. Guan...... Thank you ......."

The hostess on the side opened her mouth in surprise, glanced at the host, and made a harmless joke to relieve the siege.

Naturally, the TV station will not miss such a powerful picture, and the camera quickly zooms in, only to see Guan Heng, who was tightly hugged by Xiaohuadan, gently raised one eyebrow, spread his hands to the camera, and held a golden trophy in his hand, with an innocent expression, with a kind of pride and enjoyment that men are accustomed to when they are embraced by beautiful women.

Scumbag.

Liang Qiao stopped the car, sat on it, reported the address, and took out his mobile phone to open Baidu.