Mo Yan stepped on the concubine, looking at the grass and trees in the sun room, the flowers were blooming, and the two tropical parrots stood on the boom like a miniature swing, picking their feathers.

Retracted her gaze and looked around the living room where she was. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "splendid". Warmth, style or something, it's not my aunt's pursuit at all.

My aunt's mansion is very large, and it is more magnificent than Wang Chengyou's house.

I heard that the artists who debuted in the star-making factory will be paid 1:9 for commercial performances during the contract period. That is to say, 9% of the remuneration belongs to the company; Even if the artist himself relies on the relationship to pull in the commercial performance, he can only take 3% of it, and the majority is still the company.

Even if he is sent to a larger entertainment and media company and develops into a hot star, he still has to contribute 1 to 2% of the income to the Starfactory that originally mined him/her until the end of the contract with Starfactory. And this kind of contract, signed when the excavated person is still an amateur, and signed for twenty or thirty years, is a common thing.

My aunt's modeling factory is already well-known in the industry, and she has earned all the gold and silver.

My aunt is not exempt from vulgarity, and she also wants to find an heir for the gold and silver mountains she earned. Inheriting her property is the appearance, and finding someone she can control to provide for her in old age is not the point, the point is that through the people she controls, continue to live the life she is used to in her twilight years!

It must be so. Just like the Empress Dowager Cixi raised Emperor Guangxu. You have to shout "kiss your father", and there is only one way to be obedient, and if you are disobedient, you will kick aside.

So, my aunt is showing her the charm of money, trying to control her through her overflowing vanity!

After coming to this conclusion, Mo Yan smiled unconsciously.

Some people worship the rich world because they lack money. Mo Yan is also short of money, but unfortunately, she does not worship the rich world. She admires the insightful and intelligent world even more.

Wisdom to her is an element that is more sexual than sexual 3.

Knowing that he would not be led crooked by his aunt, Mo Yan's mentality relaxed.

On the 12th day, she finally had the opportunity to have a face-to-face lunch with her aunt.

She painted her eyebrows and put on lipstick, and her aunt looked at her: "It's better to don't wear makeup during the day." Because of the dim light at night, it doesn't hurt to turn around. You are now at the peak of your appearance, your skin can be broken, and no matter how many famous brands of cosmetics you can't make. ”

Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Secretly wipe off the lipstick with a tissue - she always wonders that her lips are not red enough.

Perhaps, she is not as vain as she thinks.

The chef at home worked meticulously to make six delicious fusion dishes, and my aunt sat down with a careful attitude, spread out a napkin, and poured fine wine, but with the result that two chopsticks were sandwiched on each plate, and the chopsticks were never touched for the third time. Then, half a glass of wine is served, and lunch is over.

Mo Yan was a little stunned, and the chopsticks that were stretched out stopped a little uncomfortably.

"You're young, you can eat more." Aunt spoke.

Mo Yan's heart was crossed, and she continued to eat, after all, she didn't plan to please her aunt. If you can, I hope to disappoint my aunt a bit.

"Your body fat is on the bottom now, it doesn't hurt to eat more, after growing six or seven pounds, you have to avoid your mouth. There are no more than 100 good women, you have no advantage in height, just maintain your weight at 90 to 92 kg. ”

Strangely, my aunt said these words arbitrarily, but she remembered them in her heart as if she had found a treasure. Realizing this, she excused herself by saying that maintaining a body shape is a woman's lifelong responsibility, pleasing others and herself, and has nothing to do with her aunt.

It was during this lunch that my aunt learned that Mo Yan had never been to Beijing before, so she instructed the housekeeper to take Mo Yan out for a walk, and the housekeeper drove Mo Yan to the Mutianyu Great Wall that day.

Riding the cable car on the Great Wall, standing on the top of the lofty mountains, I am extremely open-minded, deeply proud of this ancient civilization, and at the same time a little sad, thinking that I may not achieve anything in this life, I can't help but be sad.

When Mo Yan returned to his aunt's house from the Great Wall, he couldn't help but re-examine those golden interiors. Whether she likes it or not, the aunt is indeed worthy of admiration.

The most sinister thing that happened in Beijing was the one that happened in a teahouse on Jingbei Street in Wangfujing.

At that time, the housekeeper went out to answer a phone call. The call came from his family, and the housekeeper answered it in dialect. Even if he didn't use dialects, the tenderness that suddenly leaked from his eyes could make Mo Yan guess that the person who called the electricity meant a lot to him.

I always thought that the relationship between the housekeeper in her thirties and forties and her aunt was more special, but later I found out that she thought too much. The housekeeper is very professional and does his best to help his aunt and housekeeper.

The housekeeper's loyalty to his aunt is equivalent to the feeling of the old employee to the company, in addition to belonging to the management, there is gratitude. Gratitude is not about the love of men and women, nor does it have the grace of a confidant, it is purely about thanking his aunt for giving him a generous salary. Not morbid at all.

The housekeeper did the same for Mo Yan. It's just a little more warm than business.

When the family called, the housekeeper was not only gentle, but also embarrassed on his face. Mo Yan could read it, it was a look of begging forgiveness for him to leave to answer the phone.

Mo Yan nodded hurriedly.

The housekeeper walked away with the phone in hand.

On Mo Yan's table, there was a very thin glass vase flower teapot, and on the base of the pot, a candle flame was burning, boiling some of the prepared flower tea in the pot. Mo Yan, who was particularly thirsty because of his summer walking, drank a few cups of the cow after the housekeeper left, and the water in the teapot was half empty.

Mo Yan saw that the transparent glass teapot was very small, so he couldn't help but carry it in his hand. The teapot can only be lifted by pinching the slender handle with your index finger and thumb, and then pressing the body with your middle finger 3. After picking it up, I was very happy in my heart, and I didn't have a brain to do things for a while.

She pinched the flower teapot and raised her hand to greet the teahouse junior, but unexpectedly, she bumped into a person who was passing by. It's not a very young man. Around thirty years old.

Caught off guard, the thin flower teapot shattered in the man's abdomen, and the flower tea juice flowed down his abdomen.

Mo Yan was taken aback and quickly got up to apologize.

The man rolled up his sleeves and approached Mo Yan to take a deep breath: "It's so fragrant." ”

Mo Yan's apologetic face instantly turned into disgust. She lined up, and the man leaned up: "Don't be unreasonable, get me wet, and an apology will be over?" If an apology is so useful, what else do you need the police to do! You're responsible for me! ”

As he spoke, he was about to use his hands and feet to grab Mo Yan's hand.

Mo Yan exclaimed, and the shopkeeper saw that the situation was not right, so he quickly called the lobby manager over.

The lobby manager rushed over in high spirits, and as soon as he saw the man's face, he immediately shortened: "Yo, isn't this the second master?" Rare customers, you always drive, the small shop is shining. ”