Pei Qing said that they had newly discovered a boiling fish fillet that was delicious, and the two of them disguised themselves and came to a relatively secret fish hot pot restaurant in the city in a low-key manner.

The shop was smoky and there were a lot of people, all chatting while scalding fish fillets with chopsticks, and the atmosphere was very good.

Pei Qingsong Xinzi's dress of a mask, cap, and sunglasses has attracted the attention of some people.

However, most of the people who come here to eat are people with status, and everyone does not gossip too much.

Song Xinci and they sat down after choosing a screen, and under the recommendation of the clerk, they couldn't help but order more than a dozen signature dishes.

Another major reason why she and Pei Qingtou came here is that they are both foodies and have the same taste.

When the dishes were served, Song Xinci took a piece of fish fillet as thin as a cicada's wing with chopsticks, put it into the hot fish soup and boiled it, and immediately the tender heat floated out of the pot.

Song Xinci was full of words, staring at the fish fillet that was scalded in two seconds, with wolf light in his eyes.

When she dipped the fish in the sauce and put it in her mouth, she let out a satisfied sigh with her face.

It's worth it.

It's good to be alive.

Pei Qing did not show weakness, and while exclaiming, he solved more than a dozen plates of fish fillets at the speed of light.

The first stage came to an end, Pei Qing drank the juice in the cup, and then remembered something, and took out two gilded invitations to Song Xinci.

Song Xinci kept chewing in his mouth, glanced at the dark golden invitation, and said in surprise: "You're getting married?" ”

Pei Qing: "...... And you knot? ”

Song Xinci swallowed the food, stretched out his fingers and shook it, "Bigamy is illegal." ”

She also took a sip of the juice and asked, "What invitation?" ”

Pei Qing showed a sly smile in his eyes: "How about the invitation to the charity dinner held by QG magazine, I'm amazing, right?" ”

“QG？”

Song Xinci was surprised, she naturally knew QG, no wonder Pei Qing looked like she was inviting merit.

QG is a magazine with super first-line influence at home and abroad.

He holds a charity sale every year, inviting celebrities in the business and political circles, as well as celebrities with a good reputation and fame, through live broadcasts, online and offline at the same time.

Song Xinci remembered that last year, the number of people online at the same time in QG live broadcast exceeded 100 million!

The hot search that day was even dominated by 70%!

Many celebrities are proud to be able to go to a QG charity dinner, which will be a direct recognition of their strength and status.

Song Xinci didn't expect to get an invitation letter by Pei Qing, or two.

She put one hand on her cheek, "I remember the last time there was a popular big flower who wanted to pour money to go to the QG charity gala, but he was refused. Yes, Xiao Peizi, he is worthy of being a man with a mine at home. ”

Pei Qing bent his dog eyes and smiled: "Don't mind, this is actually all stained with the light of Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Song Xinzi: "? What do you care about me, Your Highness the Crown Prince? ”

Pei Qing: "......"

Since he learned from netizens to call Song Xinci "Her Royal Highness the Princess", Song Xinci joked that he was the crown prince who was going home to inherit the throne.

It's really not a loss at all.

Pei Qing was helpless, and honestly told the origin of the invitation letter.

Pei Qing met the editor-in-chief of QG at his previous work, but he hadn't spoken much, and he didn't know what news he got yesterday, so he sent him two invitations.

"I think about it, and only your current popularity and topicality can make QG put down his noble figure and take the initiative to invite."

Pei Qing raised the invitation, and raised his eyebrows, "How is it?" Let's get to know? ”