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Qiao Weihuan was chased by a group of cat masters in her dream and meowed for half a night, and finally couldn't help it and forced herself to open her eyes. She rubbed her temples and twisted her aching waist and rolled over.

He Zhengxiao's handsome side face crashed into his eyes unprepared.

Qiao Weihuan was completely awake, she stared at He Zhengxiao quietly for a while, and then sat up lightly, wanting to get out of bed.

He Zhengxiao's arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, his voice was very low, and he was half-awake and lazy, "Why did you wake up?" ”

His half-open eyes looked at the unclear light in the upper room, "Don't sleep more?" ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his head to look at him and found that He Zhengxiao's short hair was a little messy, and his eyes were not as deep and quiet as usual, but a little worried.

It turned out that this thing was also stunned when he first woke up, but it looked much more popular.

Qiao Weihuan wanted to laugh inexplicably, but she held back her strength and said softly: "I slept too much yesterday afternoon, and now I can't sleep." ”

He Zhengxiao propped up the bed on his elbows, slowly got up, lowered his head, and landed a soft kiss on the woman's slender neck.

"Hungry?"

"Sort of."

"There's hot porridge in the kitchen, go get some, huh?"

Last night, Uncle Zhong was very discerning, and felt that Qiao Weihuan was very likely to get up in the middle of the night, so he didn't wait for He Zhengxiao's instructions, and boiled the porridge on his own initiative.

Qiao Weihuan blinked, "Okay, you can sleep again, I'll go down to eat." ”

"Together." He Zhengxiao rubbed the top of her hair and lifted the quilt openly.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She patted her cheek, trying to dispel the little heat rising up on her face, patting and patting it, and seeing that something was wrong.

She doesn't seem to be in her room?

When she went downstairs to eat, Qiao Weihuan didn't ask about it, but mentioned the new company.

He Zhengxiao will not be vague about business, although he does not know much about the entertainment industry, but the commercial nature of the entertainment industry will not be too different from other industries.

In the face of Qiao Weihuan, an economic rookie, He Zhengxiao will give accurate ...... in a timely and appropriate manner Veto.

"Awards are useless to the company." He Zhengxiao put down the soup spoon, picked up the napkin slowly, and wiped the corners of his lips, "The budget invested in literary films is better than on other projects." ”

"I can't say that, awards are still very useful in the circle." Qiao Weihuan swallowed the porridge in his mouth, raised his right index finger, pointed upward, and said quickly: "The Film Association and the above are very eager to see those who can win glory for the country, we have brought out a film that can show its face at the three major international film festivals, and the benefits we get are invisible." ”

We?

The corners of He Zhengxiao's lips curled slightly, "No need." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She wrinkled her nose and said bitterly: "What is needed, what is needed, domestic films need to go through several review procedures to be released, and each link may be stuck, and after it has international popularity, it will become easier to approve." ”

"There's no need." He Zhengxiao put down the napkin, picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette, and raised his eyes when he was about to light it, "What makes it easy to pass the trial is not international popularity, but capital." ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "You mean that money can make ghosts grind?" ”

"Money is not binding, and the transactional relationship that is made by it is superficial."

The pulley of the lighter brushed over, and a cluster of orange-red flames bounced out, reflecting in He Zhengxiao's dark eyes, but it would not make the person on the other side feel that his eyes were lit up, but more like the thick night under his eyes, which was about to engulf this weak cluster of firelight.

"Huanhuan, if you look at it from another angle, you will find that the essence of society is not 'money first', but value. A person's value must be high enough in exchange for reasonable treatment. ”

Qiao Weihuan thought quietly for a while, and then pursed her lips, "I understand, you are saying that it is not simple benefits that facilitate the transaction, but your availability determines what you can get and what you can't get, and this availability depends on double business, physical strength, family background, status, and money." If you are useful, the other party will use a reasonable return to negotiate a deal with you, and if it is useless, it is a waste product, and I am too lazy to dump you......"

The fog in her head seemed to suddenly crack a crack, and something appeared dimly, and before she could see it clearly, it was covered by the fog that covered the sky and the sun.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, she really couldn't remember what the thought that flashed just now was, so she had to put it down for the time being. She put her hands on her cheeks, tilted her head, and asked curiously, "But what does this have to do with what I just said?" ”

He Zhengxiao took a puff of cigarette and looked at her deeply, "It's okay. ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She wanted to use the spoon to knock the bowl to express her dissatisfaction with being treated as an idiot, but she felt that her idea was a little naïve, so she had to pull down the innocent spoon without saying a word.

He Zhengxiao saw her small movements into his eyes, a few smiles appeared in his dark eyes, and he flicked the cigarette ash elegantly, "I don't need you to make a relationship, I will send someone else, what you have to do is to find a way to build the company, otherwise it will be a day job, and there is no money." ”

Qiao Weihuan spread his hands indifferently, "It's okay, I'm not short of money, my current assets are enough to support you." ”

After speaking, he opened his mouth a little stiffly, and made up for it: "But you don't need me to raise it." ”

What the hell, she let He Zhengxiao possess her?

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath, looked at He Zhengxiao's expression without face, and stood up, "I'll go back to sleep." ”

She hurried upstairs to the door of her room, twisted the handle, and the handle did not move, and then twisted it, but it still did not move.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Why is the door locked?

She didn't give up twisting and twisting, but her wrist couldn't twist the door lock, and the enemy didn't move, but she was unilaterally tired and sweating.

He Zhengxiao went upstairs and saw her fighting with the door lock, and asked tepidly, "Can't get in?" ”

Qiao Weihuan tightened her fingers and didn't look at him: "I don't know why I locked ......"

"It's going to lock it up." He Zhengxiao's good-looking fingers flexed and knocked rhythmically three times on the door panel, "Last night, Uncle Zhong said that he wanted to use this room to put some personal belongings, and I agreed, now it is not convenient for people other than Uncle Zhong to enter here." ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his head and looked at him with a hellish expression: "Be kind, Uncle Zhong is a lot older, and he shouldn't always take the blame." ”

"You know how old he is......" He Zhengxiao half-lowered his head and straightened his cuffs, "and let me 'enjoy' him?" ”

Qiao Weihuan pinched the bridge of her nose wordlessly, and coughed dryly, "I want to sleep for a while, can you open the door?" ”

"The door is open, you can go in at any time."

Qiao Weihuan didn't know why, but He Zhengxiao had already opened his long legs, calmly entered the study, and closed the door.

She was at a loss for three and a half seconds, and was about to go downstairs to find Uncle Zhong to ask for the key, when suddenly she looked back, hesitated, and walked a few steps, and saw He Zhengxiao's door open.

So, does he mean that he wants two people to live in a room?

Qiao Weihuan thought about it at the door for a long time before exhaling a long breath and raising her feet to enter the door.

Back on the day she moved in, she thought it would be like this.

She raised her eyes as if she were in the water, and looked around the room carefully.

When I woke up in the morning, it was not dark and I couldn't see the furnishings in the room. Now by the morning light, she saw that He Zhengxiao's room was really simple and featureless.

If you look at the room furnishings, it is difficult to see his preferences and character.

Qiao Weihuan saw his mobile phone on the cabinet and found that it was out of power, and after charging it for a while, he turned it on, and a large wave of missed calls instantly filled the mobile phone screen, and there were more than a dozen of Mo Xilin's alone.

It was still early, Qiao Weihuan didn't want to disturb people's dreams, so she sent a WeChat message to express her apologies for the temporary no-show, and before she could send the next message, asking him if he had time today, the phone rang.

She swiped the screen a little surprised: "You woke up so early. ”

Mo Xilin, who was opposite, spoke almost at the same time as her: "Where are you?" ”

Qiao Weihuan couldn't be surprised, and silently raised her head and looked at the ceiling.

Moxilin was also silent, and there was silence on the phone for a while.

After a while, Qiao Weihuan opened her eyes and said softly: "I'm sorry, I encountered something last night, and I didn't have time to go to the appointment, and the phone happened to be out of battery, so I couldn't contact you." ”

Her tone was flat and soft, vaguely explaining the reason why she couldn't go, no doubt indicating the alienation between her and him.

After a long time, Moxilin whispered, "It's okay if you're okay." ”

Qiao Weihuan's face was calm into the surface of the water without wind and waves, but there was a smile in his voice: "I'm worried about you." By the way, do you have time today? If so, let's meet this afternoon. ”

Throughout the morning, He Zhengxiao disappeared mysteriously again, and it was so mysterious that it was impossible to speak.

Before going to the appointment, Qiao Weihuan and the innocent Uncle Zhong borrowed the key and found the ring in the previous room.

Three p.m., downtown.

Qiao Weihuan originally thought that there would be a traffic jam and went out an hour early, but she didn't expect the road to be strangely smooth today, causing her to arrive at the agreed place half an hour early.

As usual, Uncle Zhong sent Qiao Weihuan over, she put on black-framed glasses and got out of the car and entered the elevator.

Passing through the crowded buffet hall, Qiao Weihuan walked to the relatively secluded box area, pushed open the door, and Mo Xilin had already arrived.

But he hadn't seen him for two days, and Moxilin looked more tired than he had been in the old mansion. He stared intently at the traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to be innate, and it was difficult to calm down.

Qiao Weihuan closed the door gently, "Why did you arrive so early, isn't the company busy today?" ”

Startled, Moxilin turned his head to look at her.

Qiao Weihuan is wearing the conservative long skirt she chose yesterday, with a simple long-sleeved jacket on the outside, a jujube scarf covering most of her chin, and her long brown hair tied up casually, looking like a star, but like a student.

She seems to be a little different from before, the charm that belongs to a woman at the end of her eyes is still there, but the open-mindedness between her eyebrows silently suppresses her beauty, making her gentleness and atmosphere more obvious.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Qiao Weihuan was chased by a group of cat masters in her dream and meowed for half a night, and finally couldn't help it and forced herself to open her eyes. She rubbed her temples and twisted her aching waist and rolled over.

He Zhengxiao's handsome side face crashed into his eyes unprepared.

Qiao Weihuan was completely awake, she stared at He Zhengxiao quietly for a while, and then sat up lightly, wanting to get out of bed.

He Zhengxiao's arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, his voice was very low, and he was half-awake and lazy, "Why did you wake up?" ”

His half-open eyes looked at the unclear light in the upper room, "Don't sleep more?" ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his head to look at him and found that He Zhengxiao's short hair was a little messy, and his eyes were not as deep and quiet as usual, but a little worried.

It turned out that this thing was also stunned when he first woke up, but it looked much more popular.

Qiao Weihuan wanted to laugh inexplicably, but she held back her strength and said softly: "I slept too much yesterday afternoon, and now I can't sleep." ”

He Zhengxiao propped up the bed on his elbows, slowly got up, lowered his head, and landed a soft kiss on the woman's slender neck.

"Hungry?"

"Sort of."

"There's hot porridge in the kitchen, go get some, huh?"

Last night, Uncle Zhong was very discerning, and felt that Qiao Weihuan was very likely to get up in the middle of the night, so he didn't wait for He Zhengxiao's instructions, and boiled the porridge on his own initiative.

Qiao Weihuan blinked, "Okay, you can sleep again, I'll go down to eat." ”

"Together." He Zhengxiao rubbed the top of her hair and lifted the quilt openly.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She patted her cheek, trying to dispel the little heat rising up on her face, patting and patting it, and seeing that something was wrong.

She doesn't seem to be in her room?

When she went downstairs to eat, Qiao Weihuan didn't ask about it, but mentioned the new company.

He Zhengxiao will not be vague about business, although he does not know much about the entertainment industry, but the commercial nature of the entertainment industry will not be too different from other industries.

In the face of Qiao Weihuan, an economic rookie, He Zhengxiao will give accurate ...... in a timely and appropriate manner Veto.

"Awards are useless to the company." He Zhengxiao put down the soup spoon, picked up the napkin slowly, and wiped the corners of his lips, "The budget invested in literary films is better than on other projects." ”

"I can't say that, awards are still very useful in the circle." Qiao Weihuan swallowed the porridge in his mouth, raised his right index finger, pointed upward, and said quickly: "The Film Association and the above are very eager to see those who can win glory for the country, we have brought out a film that can show its face at the three major international film festivals, and the benefits we get are invisible." ”

We?

The corners of He Zhengxiao's lips curled slightly, "No need." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She wrinkled her nose and said bitterly: "What is needed, what is needed, domestic films need to go through several review procedures to be released, and each link may be stuck, and after it has international popularity, it will become easier to approve." ”

"There's no need." He Zhengxiao put down the napkin, picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette, and raised his eyes when he was about to light it, "What makes it easy to pass the trial is not international popularity, but capital." ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "You mean that money can make ghosts grind?" ”

"Money is not binding, and the transactional relationship that is made by it is superficial."

The pulley of the lighter brushed over, and a cluster of orange-red flames bounced out, reflecting in He Zhengxiao's dark eyes, but it would not make the person on the other side feel that his eyes were lit up, but more like the thick night under his eyes, which was about to engulf this weak cluster of firelight.

"Huanhuan, if you look at it from another angle, you will find that the essence of society is not 'money first', but value. A person's value must be high enough in exchange for reasonable treatment. ”

Qiao Weihuan thought quietly for a while, and then pursed her lips, "I understand, you are saying that it is not simple benefits that facilitate the transaction, but your availability determines what you can get and what you can't get, and this availability depends on double business, physical strength, family background, status, and money." If you are useful, the other party will use a reasonable return to negotiate a deal with you, and if it is useless, it is a waste product, and I am too lazy to dump you......"

The fog in her head seemed to suddenly crack a crack, and something appeared dimly, and before she could see it clearly, it was covered by the fog that covered the sky and the sun.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, she really couldn't remember what the thought that flashed just now was, so she had to put it down for the time being. She put her hands on her cheeks, tilted her head, and asked curiously, "But what does this have to do with what I just said?" ”

He Zhengxiao took a puff of cigarette and looked at her deeply, "It's okay. ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She wanted to use the spoon to knock the bowl to express her dissatisfaction with being treated as an idiot, but she felt that her idea was a little naïve, so she had to pull down the innocent spoon without saying a word.

He Zhengxiao saw her small movements into his eyes, a few smiles appeared in his dark eyes, and he flicked the cigarette ash elegantly, "I don't need you to make a relationship, I will send someone else, what you have to do is to find a way to build the company, otherwise it will be a day job, and there is no money." ”

Qiao Weihuan spread his hands indifferently, "It's okay, I'm not short of money, my current assets are enough to support you." ”

After speaking, he opened his mouth a little stiffly, and made up for it: "But you don't need me to raise it." ”

What the hell, she let He Zhengxiao possess her?

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath, looked at He Zhengxiao's expression without face, and stood up, "I'll go back to sleep." ”

She hurried upstairs to the door of her room, twisted the handle, and the handle did not move, and then twisted it, but it still did not move.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Why is the door locked?

She didn't give up twisting and twisting, but her wrist couldn't twist the door lock, and the enemy didn't move, but she was unilaterally tired and sweating.

He Zhengxiao went upstairs and saw her fighting with the door lock, and asked tepidly, "Can't get in?" ”

Qiao Weihuan tightened her fingers and didn't look at him: "I don't know why I locked ......"

"It's going to lock it up." He Zhengxiao's good-looking fingers flexed and knocked rhythmically three times on the door panel, "Last night, Uncle Zhong said that he wanted to use this room to put some personal belongings, and I agreed, now it is not convenient for people other than Uncle Zhong to enter here." ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his head and looked at him with a hellish expression: "Be kind, Uncle Zhong is a lot older, and he shouldn't always take the blame." ”

"You know how old he is......" He Zhengxiao half-lowered his head and straightened his cuffs, "and let me 'enjoy' him?" ”

Qiao Weihuan pinched the bridge of her nose wordlessly, and coughed dryly, "I want to sleep for a while, can you open the door?" ”

"The door is open, you can go in at any time."

Qiao Weihuan didn't know why, but He Zhengxiao had already opened his long legs, calmly entered the study, and closed the door.

She was at a loss for three and a half seconds, and was about to go downstairs to find Uncle Zhong to ask for the key, when suddenly she looked back, hesitated, and walked a few steps, and saw He Zhengxiao's door open.

So, does he mean that he wants two people to live in a room?

Qiao Weihuan thought about it at the door for a long time before exhaling a long breath and raising her feet to enter the door.

Back on the day she moved in, she thought it would be like this.

She raised her eyes as if she were in the water, and looked around the room carefully.

When I woke up in the morning, it was not dark and I couldn't see the furnishings in the room. Now by the morning light, she saw that He Zhengxiao's room was really simple and featureless.

If you look at the room furnishings, it is difficult to see his preferences and character.

Qiao Weihuan saw his mobile phone on the cabinet and found that it was out of power, and after charging it for a while, he turned it on, and a large wave of missed calls instantly filled the mobile phone screen, and there were more than a dozen of Mo Xilin's alone.

It was still early, Qiao Weihuan didn't want to disturb people's dreams, so she sent a WeChat message to express her apologies for the temporary no-show, and before she could send the next message, asking him if he had time today, the phone rang.

She swiped the screen a little surprised: "You woke up so early. ”

Mo Xilin, who was opposite, spoke almost at the same time as her: "Where are you?" ”

Qiao Weihuan couldn't be surprised, and silently raised her head and looked at the ceiling.

Moxilin was also silent, and there was silence on the phone for a while.

After a while, Qiao Weihuan opened her eyes and said softly: "I'm sorry, I encountered something last night, and I didn't have time to go to the appointment, and the phone happened to be out of battery, so I couldn't contact you." ”

Her tone was flat and soft, vaguely explaining the reason why she couldn't go, no doubt indicating the alienation between her and him.

After a long time, Moxilin whispered, "It's okay if you're okay." ”

Qiao Weihuan's face was calm into the surface of the water without wind and waves, but there was a smile in his voice: "I'm worried about you." By the way, do you have time today? If so, let's meet this afternoon. ”

Throughout the morning, He Zhengxiao disappeared mysteriously again, and it was so mysterious that it was impossible to speak.

Before going to the appointment, Qiao Weihuan and the innocent Uncle Zhong borrowed the key and found the ring in the previous room.

Three p.m., downtown.

Qiao Weihuan originally thought that there would be a traffic jam and went out an hour early, but she didn't expect the road to be strangely smooth today, causing her to arrive at the agreed place half an hour early.

As usual, Uncle Zhong sent Qiao Weihuan over, she put on black-framed glasses and got out of the car and entered the elevator.

Passing through the crowded buffet hall, Qiao Weihuan walked to the relatively secluded box area, pushed open the door, and Mo Xilin had already arrived.

But he hadn't seen him for two days, and Moxilin looked more tired than he had been in the old mansion. He stared intently at the traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to be innate, and it was difficult to calm down.

Qiao Weihuan closed the door gently, "Why did you arrive so early, isn't the company busy today?" ”

Startled, Moxilin turned his head to look at her.

Qiao Weihuan is wearing the conservative long skirt she chose yesterday, with a simple long-sleeved jacket on the outside, a jujube scarf covering most of her chin, and her long brown hair tied up casually, looking like a star, but like a student.

She seems to be a little different from before, the charm that belongs to a woman at the end of her eyes is still there, but the open-mindedness between her eyebrows silently suppresses her beauty, making her gentleness and atmosphere more obvious.

For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.