In the pull-tab room, the high-intensity pull-tab, the mobilization of muscles, and the imitation exercises made Yan Qing's clothes drenched with his own sweat.

Miao Miao seemed to be accustomed to this situation and had been prepared for it, and she stuck in time to urge Yan Qing to eat lunch.

Miao Miao came in at half past three in the afternoon with the medicine box, pushed Yan Qing back to the main building, carefully put on a waterproof shower cap for Yan Qing, waited for him to finish taking a shower and cleaned up, carefully helped Yan Qing remove the gauze, change the wound dressing, and then re-wrap Yan Qing with new gauze.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Miao Miao led Shao Qing and Zhou Peipei, who were stepping on the door, through the porch, the courtyard courtyard, and the inner courtyard, and entered the studio, and saw Yan Qing sitting on the black leather sofa waiting in the general manager's office on the second floor of the studio.

Shao Qing, who has exquisite and dignified makeup, is wearing a navy blue professional skirt, with her hair full of green silk coiled behind her head, looking extremely refreshing and capable.

As soon as they met, Shao Qing shook Yan Qing's hand with a smile, then naturally let go of his hand and sat elegantly on the sofa next to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing paid attention to her sitting posture: Shao Qing's upper body leaned forward slightly, sitting only one-third of the front of the sofa, her legs tightly together and leaning to one side, and her calves and stomach were close to the base of the sofa. （The Duchess Slant）

"Brother Qing, it has always been rumored in our entertainment industry that the Yan family compound is covered by clouds and mountains, and I finally saw it today.

I heard in the circle say that when you took out a loan to buy this yard in 08, how many people said that most of them were stupid and gossip.

Eleven years have passed in a blink of an eye, and these people are now more and more painful.

This is Shichahai, a big courtyard with three entrances and three exits, Brother Qing'er, you were really sharp at that time, if the two of us could have known each other earlier, maybe I would have lived in this kind of big house now. ”

At breakfast, Yan Qing, who knocked on Miao Miao's side and got some information about Shao Qing, clearly understood that he had no contact with Shao Qing, who had always been known in the circle to be a good person, to do things, and to be recognized as a clever social person.

Yan Qing's own speculation is very likely that today is actually the first time the two have met.

But look at how many people can talk, a few witty words and some gossip, and unconsciously bring the relationship between the two sides a lot closer.

The little girl behind Shao Qing who looked very thoughtful and upright was still standing next to Shao Qing with a gift bag, and she didn't sit down for a long time, looking stunned.

Yan Qing was very familiar with that expression, and estimated that this girl was most likely "Daguanyuan Discomfort".

"Makes you laugh, Mr. Shao. Those rumors and rumors are all spread by others. ”

Yan Qing chose to play Tai Chi and met Shao Qing with him.

"Brother Qing, this "Mr. Shao" is too angry, you look at Yan Qing and Shao Qing, our names are almost the same...... Words, if you don't dislike it, you can call me Sister Qing like our family, how about it? ”

Before the words were finished, Shao Qing stared straight at Yan Qing's eyes with some sharp eyes.

"Then I'll call you Sister Shao."

Yan Qing looked at Shao Qing calmly, and even grinned.

He'll be like a mirror in his heart.

"This old fox is too cunning, this is obviously testing my relationship with the artist in her hands, and she subjectively concluded that I had a close bond with Weng Huaijing before, and what stories I had, so there was such a play, but these few sentences wanted to deceive me, and there was no door."

At this time, Miao Miao had already entered the house with a tray of hot drinks from the pantry, and was squatting to put the two cups of coffee, cup holders, stirring spoons, sugar packets, and condensed milk packets on the tray on the coffee table one by one.

Yan Qingte naturally turned his words to Miao Miaohe and the girl who was still pestle beside Shao Qing.

"Eh, Miao Miao, you also beckoned the little girl to sit down, it seems that we are so ignorant."

"Brother Qing, well, it's good for you."

Miao Miao lifted a small packet of sugar cubes, turned around and asked Zhou Peipei, who had a thin sense of existence:

"Do you want sugar for your coffee? I'll add it to you if you want. ”

Miao Miao hooked Zhou Peipei to the sofa with a simple sentence and sat down obediently.

"Sister Miao, I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself."

Zhou Peipei, who was sitting upright, was a little afraid of Miao Miao in her heart, and today she recognized this Yan Qing's assistant at the door of Yan Qing's courtyard and house that was the strong man who dared to push Weng Nu in the passage of Queqiao the day before yesterday.

"The woman who dared to push my sister Jing'er and kicked me fiercely, with the title of the general manager of Yanqing Studio that Sister Qing said, this will actually be doing hospitality work."

So she was a little stunned before, but it was not what Yan Qing guessed, Zhou Peipei, who was born as the daughter of a wealthy family in Suzhou and Hangzhou, had also seen many mansion courtyards since she was a child.

Shao Qing kept looking at Yan Qing on the side with a not-so-out-of-the-ordinary concern.

Yan Qing almost shaved his head, and the wound was still wrapped in gauze, but after chatting for a while, he felt that his spirit was in good condition, which made Shao Qing feel relieved, Yan Qing's injury was much better than what she made up based on a bunch of test reports and diagnosis books.

…………

"Pepe, come, you take out the gift and give it to our Xiao Miao, I heard that Brother Qing used to be vinyl control, and today I brought you two vinyl records that are not easy to find.

One is the premiere version of the West End opera "Elegy for the Kingdom of Thorn Birds" in 1942.

The other is the first edition of "Bringing Harmony" in 1951 by the late Li School and Yuan School, the founders of Peking Opera art of the Yuan School, Master Li Shaochun and Master Yuan Shihai.

The combination of China and the West, the content is full of thorns, which can be regarded as the sincerity of our Dingxin to bear the guilt of the thorns.

Brother Qing, let me introduce you to this again, Zhou Peipei, Huai's personal assistant.

Today's trip, first of all, came to apologize.

By the way, let the little girl come over and make a familiar face, and communication is often needed for future cooperation.

You know that our family has a cold temperament, right?

In the future, it will be troublesome to help us Pepe. ”

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"Yes, this Shao Qing is really powerful, a set of combined actions wipe out the impact of the matter without leaking a trace, and this door-to-door apology also makes the bitter master feel comfortable, that is, the last sentence is meaningful, this temptation of his intentions is not dead."

"I don't know how much she has mastered the story of herself and Weng Huaijing, can you stop tempting it, just say it, I also want to know."

Yan Qing's heart turned back and forth, but it didn't affect the calm expression on his face at all.

"Sister Shao, you are too careful, you see, I don't have nothing to do, the matter is over, we will cooperate with you and Pepe in the future."

After Yan Qing finished speaking, a peaceful and warm smile appeared on his face, he nodded to Zhou Peipei who stood up, and glanced at Miao Miao who was embarrassed on the side with his eyes.

Miao Miao got Yan Qing's eyes before reaching out and accepting the gift bag that Zhou Peipei had been holding and put it into the cabinet in the general manager's office.

Miao Miao thought about it, and then took two black tea cakes from Anhua in Xiangnan purchased by the studio from the cabinet on the side, and handed them to Zhou Peipei as a return gift.

After finishing the business, the two chatted, and Shao Qing was basically looking for the stubble, and Yan Qing was responsible for being the praiser.

But after all, this is Shao Qing, the queen of social networking, she has a very good rhythm, there is no risk of being cold in the game, and a few interesting things in the circle are just a few words, but they are eloquent.

It wasn't until Miao Miao came over and whispered that a table of Danfu dishes in the restaurant had been prepared, that Yan Qing found that it was already six o'clock unconsciously, and he hurriedly beckoned Shao Qing and Zhou Peipei to go downstairs to eat.

After the exquisite official dishes of the dinner, with the presence of Shao Qing, it can be said that the guests and hosts are happy and happy.

It wasn't until the banquet finished drinking tea that Shao Qing led Zhou Peipei to get up and resign.

Yan Qing followed Miao Miao and sent them outside the door of the house until the backs of the two disappeared into the distance of the alley where the dim street lamps were not illuminated.

Yan Qingcai laughed with Miao Miao.

"Shao Qing, the old fox, is also a wonderful person, why do I think that in the future, when our Mr. Miao grows up, he will slowly grow into a big man like Boss Shao, who is free to sway."

Miao Miao glanced at Yan Qing angrily, and said coquettishly: "I have grown up now, Brother Qing'er, you treat me as a child again." ”

"Okay, little adult, let's go in, I'll go back to sleep after I go to the meeting."

Yan Qing stretched his body and relaxed his waist, turned around and went in, and continued to pull his "Brave".

Miao Miao went into the restaurant to settle the settlement with Manager Song, who left the reconciliation with Danfu.

Yan Qing sighed at Boss Shao's wonderfulness, but he didn't know what Shao Qing thought of him.

After Shao Qing drove Zhou Peipei, whose eyes were shining again, back to the No. 1 courtyard on Wanshousi Road, he half-leaned on his car and looked up at the lighted window of the high-rise building in the No. 1 courtyard.

"Smack"

Shao Qing lit a cigarette with a slender filter with a lighter and took a deep puff.

"Yan Qing has become a ghost, and after several temptations, his eyes are clear, and his spirit is not different.

His own Weng Huai is a closed-mouthed gourd, but the more evasive the attitude of the two of them, the more they make it clear that there is a proper story.

In addition, Zhou Peipei, the kid is a little stupid and honest, compared to the assistant who looks younger in other people's homes, sitting in the position of the general manager of the studio has already done a good job, and the road behind is difficult.

However, Yan Qing's braised egg shape with bandages is still weird and interesting, Gai Ming'er, I have to tell our family about it. ”

Shao Qing smiled a little wantonly, let go of the remaining half of the cigarette, and skillfully stepped on the cigarette butt with the tip of his high heels.

She reached out and pulled the door open, and sat gracefully sideways into the cab with the back hem of her slippery skirt.

Unhurriedly, he took off his high heels, put on flat heels, and closed the door of the cab with a heavy slam.

Ignition, slam the throttle, and pull down the handbrake.

Shao Qing drove all the way away.