"That's not what I said," Liang Zhanwei's face was calm, and he took a sip of water from his cup, "A wife who doesn't want to be a secretary is not a good tailor." ”

"You're the tailor, and your whole family is a tailor." Ming Qin really felt angry and funny.

After eating and drinking, the two returned to the company.

Sitting at the desk that Wang Yan had prepared for her temporarily, all the blood flow and oxygen in Mingqin's brain ran to support the stomach digestion project, her eyelids fought, and she yawned.

"Di", the special line phone rang.

Wang Yan immediately picked up the call, "Yes, Mr. Liang, what are your orders?" ”

"Two cups of green tea, let Mingqin in."

The faint sound of the guzheng wafting in the empty office, and the song 'mountain flowing water' is perfect to calm the irritability and sleepiness in people's hearts at noon.

Liang Zhanwei kept repeating the action of flipping through the documents and signing, and Mingqin stood alone by the window and looked out, until the green tea in the cup was halfway through, and he did not speak, his voice as soft as a feather.

"Still sleepy?"

Ming Qin didn't turn back, but returned gently, "If you are still sleepy standing here, wouldn't you live up to the scenery in this field of vision." ”

I don't know when, Liang Zhanwei has stood behind her and slowly hugged her into his arms, "No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is better than your smile, thank God for sending you back to me again." ”

For this abrupt hug, Ming Qin's reaction was a little too calm.

Since the moment she heard that He Zheng and Milan were plotting to kill her, she no longer believed in the so-called love.

In this materialistic society, the promise of huddled love will eventually become an illusory bubble.

"Ding", a message came in from Mingqin's phone, and she took the opportunity to withdraw from Liang Zhanwei's arms and walked to the sofa to pick up the phone.

It's Sheng Youqian's message: gain trust.

Ming Qin locked the phone screen, turned back and proposed, "Let's talk about the project, so that you can suppress your hormones." ”

The phrase 'inhibiting hormones' made Liang Zhanwei's dark eyes seem to flash a trace of emotion, and then, the smile on the corner of his lips appeared again.

"Say, what do you think?"

Ming Qin put down his phone, walked up to Liang Zhanwei, and pulled his suit with both hands, "Let me follow up on this project, I want to learn more and be a woman worthy of you." ”

The atmosphere became a little ambiguous for a while, Liang Zhanwei reached out and grabbed her thin waist, smiled without saying a word, and finally nodded gently.

At eight o'clock in the evening, sculpt the time bar.

There aren't many customers here, and it's quiet compared to other bars.

Sometimes there are resident singers singing some cheerful guitar ballads, and sometimes they will play some Spanish jazz slow songs, giving people a little exotic romantic feelings.

The fusion of atmosphere and lighting makes even the air seem to be much more ambiguous, setting off the unique style of this place.

When Ming Qin came in, Sheng Youqian was sitting in the northwest corner, his eyes closed, his fingers tapping on the table with the music.

"How did you choose such a place?" She looked around and decided that this was not a good place to talk about things.

"Shh," Sheng Youqian knew that she was coming, he didn't even open his eyes, just put his finger to his mouth to silence her, "This is a song I like very much." ”

Mingqin pricked up his ears and listened, probably in Spanish, and couldn't understand what he was singing, but there was indeed some Western romance in the tune.

"Okay, let's get down to business first, and you can listen to it here for as long as you like."

She was a little impatient, and at the end of the day, in addition to the hard work, what was even more sad was the disguise of labor.

Reading her tiredness, Sheng Youqian slowly opened his eyes, "I don't agree with your proposal," and his voice sounded a little cold.

"Why?" Ming Qin didn't quite understand, "We have to compress the cost of filming, and the biggest space to compress is in terms of actors' salaries. If you can sign her under the banner of Shengshi, kill two birds with one stone, isn't that good? ”

Sheng Youqian didn't speak, and lit a cigarette.

"Miss, what would you like to drink?" The waiter walked over and interrupted their conversation.

Ming Qin took a deep breath, "A glass of lemonade, with ice, thank you." ”

Perhaps it was this intermittent pause that Ming Qin seemed to suddenly understand something.

The reason Sheng Youqian objected to her reaching out to Milan was because it was a little too early to do so. I shouldn't forget what the purpose of being Liang Zhanwei's secretary is.

"I'm sorry, I'm too anxious." After swallowing a large mouthful of sweet and sour iced lemonade, the anger in Ming Qin's heart was finally extinguished.

"What a smart woman," Sheng Youqian added as he pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the table, "It's a pity that I don't understand the customs." ”

This afternoon, when she had this plan in her mind, the fire of revenge in her heart had already started to burn, but she didn't expect Sheng Youqian to be so wary of her.

In her heart, Sheng Youqian is her life-saving benefactor and reborn benefactor. She even sympathized with him, and was a poor person who was robbed of love.

However, it turns out that trust between them can never be equal.

Because he is the weaker in this transaction.

Seeing that Ming Qin just lowered his head and bit the straw and stopped answering, he comforted him lightly, "Don't worry, I will do what I promised you." ”

"Then I'll go first, my identity, it's not appropriate for us to meet alone on this occasion." Mingqin stood up and picked up his bag and prepared to leave.

Sheng Mingqian pointed at her with his finger, "You reminded me of this, my uncle and sister-in-law's tryst, I think this idea is very good," his voice was slightly long.

Ming Qin's inner feelings were a little complicated at this time, and he ignored his words, just waved his hand, and left alone without looking back.

Sheng Youqian picked up another cigarette and put it in his mouth, looking at her departing figure, but his eyes became a little meaningful......

After Mingqin got home, he dealt with his parents a few words, and then went back to the room and threw himself in the big bathtub.

A good plan to kill two birds with one stone was ruthlessly rejected by Sheng Youqian's defensive heart, and this project was the first step to make Liang Zhanwei trust her, not only to succeed, but also to win beautifully.

But the general environment of the film and television industry is like this, which is very sluggish. The old drama bones don't like to take this kind of drama, and the cost of inviting traffic stars can't be compressed.

"It's really an era of wolves in front and tigers in the back." She grabbed the bubbles in the tub and muttered to herself.

I was really tired today, and after Mingqin finished taking a bath, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.