It wasn't until the howling on the phone was over that she put the phone to her ear again, "Sister, you calm down first, think about it carefully, I don't seem to have any itinerary in the past month." ”

"Impossible!" Qi Mei categorically denied that this ancestor's itinerary was arranged by her, and she knew better than anyone how full the itinerary was every day, and it was impossible to have no itinerary for a month.

After she denied it, in order to confirm that her memory would not be wrong, she was still working overtime, and she immediately opened the itinerary at hand to look at it.

A few minutes later, she was shocked.

"Have you seen the itinerary?" Weng Ziyu seemed to be pinching the dots and calculating, as soon as Qi Mei closed the itinerary, her voice rang from her mobile phone in time.

Qi Mei was a little thirsty, and she didn't speak too neatly, "You have already calculated this month's itinerary, right?" She just looked through it and found that she only received an advertisement, an announcement, and a movie script.

And this advertising agency suddenly told them this afternoon that the cooperation had changed, and they had to delay the shooting of the advertisement.

As for the announcement, it is a movie that has been made a long time ago, because it involves sensitive topics, and has been getting through the relationship up and down in the past few days, and today I also begged her to come forward, I want her to come forward to communicate with this ancestor, I hope that this ancestor can come forward to talk to her mother, the director of the bureau who is working in the relevant departments at this point, and talk about this matter, if she hadn't been able to contact the ancestor for the past two days, there are too many things in her heart that are anxious and angry, and she told this ancestor about it just now.

There is also that movie, because the heroine is a professional racing player, so the little ancestor who doesn't know how to race asked to learn in person before shooting, so the movie was scheduled for two months later, and the time of these two months has just passed half a month, and the little ancestor is just getting started with racing cars.

Weng Ziyu didn't answer her question, but asked rhetorically, "So can my sister agree to my marriage leave?" ”

Qi Mei let out a sigh, "You are so ruthless, you have already arranged everything, what else can I do if I don't agree?" ”

Weng Ziyu's calm eyes finally softened, "Don't worry, although I took marriage leave, I will continue to practice racing." ”

Qi Mei is not worried about this, "It doesn't matter if this practice is not practiced, after all, we are shooting movies, as long as we know how to order, we don't have to work so hard, or safety first, it's a big deal to find a professional racing driver as a stand-in during filming, you can spend your honeymoon." ”

"yes, I see." Weng Ziyu didn't refute her, but she didn't agree in her heart.

She chose the path of being an actor because she liked it, so she has been in the industry for so long, and basically has never used a stand-in, unless it is too difficult to do it due to professional restrictions, or there is too much ambiguity, she will choose a stand-in.

Speaking of the honeymoon, Qi Mei suddenly thought of an important thing, "You don't plan to hold a wedding?" ”

"What are you kidding, we have all received our certificates, how can we not hold a wedding." Weng Ziyu expressed his displeasure with this question.

Is she the kind of person who doesn't understand the other party's mood at all and doesn't understand romance?

She not only wants to hold a wedding, but also a romantic grand event, so that Shu slag will never forget it for the rest of her life.

"Is that one month enough? Do you want me to communicate with the film company again and delay the start of filming a little later? Qi Mei said with some unease.

"No, a month is enough."

Weng Ziyu finally had a smile on her face, she knew that Qi Mei was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, although she was yelling at her that not saying hello caused her a lot of trouble at first, but she really told Qi Mei, Qi Mei was definitely more attentive than her, and arranged more ruthlessly, not to mention a month, she could arrange a year's itinerary, which is why she didn't tell Qi Mei in advance.

"What?"

"You promise me first."

"Don't say I'm hanging."

"Say! I say! Qi Mei had no choice but to say her request, "Little ancestor, don't post any more messages on Weibo." "People who usually don't send messages for half a year suddenly sent six or seven messages in a row today, and all of them are eye-catching things, which almost scared her out of heart disease.

Weng Ziyu listened to her quietly, and directly refused, "I may not be able to promise you this." ”

Qi Mei stood up from the chair and shouted, "Little Ancestor, isn't the message you sent today enough, what else do you want to send?" ”

Do you really want to get her heart attack out before you stop?

Weng Ziyu knew what she was worried about, so she didn't argue with her or explain, but said lightly: "I will send you a message in advance, and you approve of me sending it again, is it okay?" ”

As soon as she said this, Qi Mei patted her chest and sat back on the chair with peace of mind.

"Yes, you can." This is great, send it to her in advance, she is mentally prepared, even if it can't stop this little ancestor from continuing to send things out, but at least she can arrange public relations in advance.

Weng Ziyu listened to her voice obviously relaxed, and then said again: "Since you read my Weibo, then you should know that I need to find someone to help me make a small program or APP that can be authenticated and identified, you can help me do this." ”

"Okay, leave it to me, I'll do it for you." Qi Mei simply agreed, "I'll help you get this done before six o'clock tomorrow afternoon." ”

"Thank you."

"By the way, is the message you just sent to set up a fund serious?" Qi Mei suddenly remembered the latest two Weibo posts she had just seen, and suddenly became worried again.

What should the little ancestor do if he is a good actor and doesn't want to do it, and he always wants to do things?

Weng Ziyu: "Did I ever joke? ”

Qi Mei thought about it seriously, "No." "Although the little ancestor likes to do things very much, and always lets her follow behind, he really doesn't deliberately make some boring jokes.

"And you still ask?"

Qi Mei said in a serious tone, "Actually, I want to say, leave the matter of setting up the fund and the lawyer team to me, it just so happens that I have nothing to do this month." ”

"Isn't it okay to be a salted fish?" Weng Ziyu couldn't understand the idea of a workaholic, "Or it's okay to go on a blind date." ”

"Stop! Don't say it! Qi Mei's serious tone let out a groundhog scream again, "How cute is work, how could I abandon my job!" I don't want to go on a blind date, a blind date is a waste of statements, waste is shameful, I can't go on a blind date in my life, let alone make salted fish! ”

Weng Ziyu covered the earpiece of the mobile phone again and closed his eyes with a headache.

It's normal to like work, and it's not normal to be unwilling to rest, and not willing to go on a blind date.

"It seems that the first person to be funded by the YS Fund will already be there when the YS Fund is established." She sighed.

Qi Mei stopped the groundhog from screaming, curious, "Who is it?" She suspected that it was the husband of the little ancestor's flash marriage, after all, the little ancestor's donations were very casual before, either donated here or directly thrown there, but she never thought of establishing a dedicated fund.

"It's you." Weng Ziyu's flat voice came from the other end of the phone, as if with an electric current, Qi Mei suddenly leaned back in the chair and trembled.

"Little ancestor, don't, I'm normal, and I don't need your funding." Qi Mei said confidently: "Besides, I work so hard, and my income is very considerable, plus I have invested a few sums of money with your little ancestor, and I have made a lot of money, so I don't need your funding." ”

"You normally don't want to go on a blind date?" Weng Ziyu didn't believe her.

Qi Mei paused for two seconds and continued: "Can't people want to fall in love freely?" ”

Free love, then you are in love?

Weng Ziyu couldn't persuade him, so he didn't have the patience to continue persuading, "Okay, I wish you to find true love as soon as possible." ”

She hung up the phone, Qi Mei looked up at the ceiling above her head, and muttered, "My true love is work." "Any kind of man will appear in love, instead of living a life with a scumbag, isn't it good to make good money?

Weng Ziyu hung up the phone, went to the bathroom, and then came back again, and helped the person lying on the hospital bed to set the towel, and the hot towel became cold again and covered the man's forehead.

She touched the man's palms and feet, wiped them with alcohol, and then played with her mobile phone.

The irritable mood calmed down little by little, and the water in the infusion bottle also decreased little by little, she didn't know how many games she played, and the water in the two infusion bottles was finally all lost, she closed the water discharge valve, and then carefully pressed the man's palm, uncovered the medical tape used to fix the needle one by one, and quickly pulled the needle out of the blood vessel.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then pressed the pad of her thumb on the pinhole for a minute before letting go of her hand.

After putting away all the empty bottles and needles, she used a thermometer to test the temperature of the man's armpits.

She helped the person on the bed wet the towel again, wiped the alcohol on the palms and soles of her hands and feet, took off her shoes and lay down on the bed.

She didn't take off her clothes, just put a quilt over her stomach, put her hand on the man's hot chest, and closed her eyes.

Because she was worried, she didn't sleep too peacefully, and she opened her eyes after almost dozens of minutes of sleep, and then she helped the man dip the towel on his forehead in ice water and wipe his palms and feet.

When it was dawn, she opened her eyes again, and suddenly found that the people around her were looking at her without blinking.

"Uh, awake?" She didn't sleep well, she wasn't in good spirits, and she was propping herself up with her arms trying to get up from the bed.

Shu Shuo held her hand, his eyes still staring at her.

Weng Ziyu was puzzled, lay down again in confusion, and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

Shu Shuo swallowed, and asked in a voice with the weakness of his illness, "Have you been with me last night?" ”

Weng Ziyu looked at the distance between them strangely, she was still lying on her side in the bed, didn't this explain everything?

"I mean, you took care of me last night?"

Weng Ziyu looked at him with a shocked expression, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Shu slag actually said thank you to her!

She trembled and stretched out her other hand to put it on his forehead, this kid can't have a high fever and burn out his brain, right?

You must know that she has helped this scum countless times since she was a child for so many years, but this scum has never said thank you to her, and not only did she not say thank you, but every time she either disliked or spoke ill of her benefactor.

For example: "I didn't ask you to help me!" ”

"Can you stay away from me!"

"You're so annoying, don't you know what dignity is, don't you see that I don't like you, what are you doing with me all the time?"

"I just like this, you don't care!"

……

Weng Ziyu trembled when she thought about the words she had received about Shu scumbag hurting her for so many years, and regretted it once she thought of it, regretting why she might risk being beaten by a group of little boys when she was a child to help him.

But fortunately, she finally doesn't regret it now.

Because this man is now finally his, and this man's beauty finally belongs to her alone.

Shu Shuo grabbed her hand that was reaching her forehead, and grabbed her hand with both hands, he tilted his head and looked at Weng Ziyu who was sleeping next to him and laughed silently.

"I didn't burn my brain." His voice was a little weak and hoarse, but his words were very clear.