She leaned on the sofa and said it lightly, but her words were more than a thousand words, which made the hearts of the two children smash into the earth-shaking waves.

Everyone knows that the head of the Xiao family in H City cares about the most, and it can even be said that there are three things on the scale.

Kids, money, face.

Yes, Xiao Huang, the head of the Xiao family, who is handsome and wandering among all kinds of beauties, not only cares about his fascinated face, but also cares extremely about the money he has, which can be called a real dime.

Because of his strong ability to accumulate money and the lightning-fast speed that does not match his smile, he is also known as the "Dragon King" by joking or fear. ”

No one could take the dragon's treasures from his cold claws in any way.

"I'm going to make my own TV series or movie."

Mo Zishu snorted, smiling at some of the guys around her who were probing her brain, she squinted her eyes and suppressed the urge to beat people directly: "Use money to smash a few people to come over to act and play tickets." ”

"It's not." Xiao Yan said incredulously: "You, how did you get the money?" ”

By face? Look at the joke.

The last time he was just touching the weapon in his father's study, he was thrown out to clean the garden with no eye in sight under the scorching sun, and was even forced to go to the beach and count out 10,000 grains of sand to bring back.

Then they were all used by the butler for decoration, and the most terrible thing was that nearly half of the food cooked for him was sand.

If it were someone else, he would have been fed fish in the sea.

"That's amazing." The little rabbit blinked: "Last time, I accidentally spent too much pocket money, so all the dolls and clothes were confiscated." ”

She was so frightened that her ears came out.

Xiao Yan is sad and angry, at such a time, he only hates himself for not being a daughter.

Mo Zishu's face was full of inscrutableness, and she looked at the two left cheeks and wrote, "How is it possible?" The child, whose right cheek reads, "I'm probably dreaming," stands up and sneers.

"Guess."

She put on her shoulders and turned around in a dashing manner, tilted her head slightly, the corners of her lips were unscrupulously hooked, her slender index finger gently pressed her lower lip, her eyes were sharp, and she smiled extravagantly: "Guess, I will ask the head of the family to give you pocket money." ”

"Butler."

"Yes." The butler, dressed in a Tang costume with a gray head, leaned over respectfully, waiting for the hostess's order with a calm expression.

has worked in the Xiao family for most of his life, and maybe he will soon be able to see the earth-shaking changes that he has seen since he was a child.

"I'm going to inform the company that I'm going to cast."

Choose some, which can make her directly among the film and television supporting roles among the super-first-class actors, and she will beautifully fulfill the original owner's long-cherished wish and become a top superstar without any suspense.

As a leader, she is to keep her enemies from being avoided and her subordinates to be respectful.

As an empress, she can make the people grateful, the immortals fearful, the demons retreat, and the world submit.

To become a superstar must be beyond anyone's reach, a peak that no one can climb, and everyone is afraid.

"The head of the house." As the secretary, Shang Tian reported the information in the house in H City: "Miss Mo has gone to your entertainment company, Universal Entertainment. ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Huang stopped the pen in his hand, he bit the end of the cigarette, his expression was unknown, the man propped up his chin, pushed down the unilateral gold wire lens, and the color of the blue pupils darkened as if it was a dangerous deep sea.

"Divide the matter, don't be in a hurry to hand it over to the clansmen, pay attention to knocking on the Lin family."

"Also, what's your name Miss Mo, that's my wife, called Xiao... Xiao Huang pressed his temples, and he didn't know why he subconsciously felt that Mo Zishu wouldn't like this title, so he said slowly: "Call Mrs., or Master." ”

I was really stunned.

After being trapped, he also made a move that could be called hard work.

However, this confrontation is only a temporary loss, and it is not certain who will die in the end.

"Yes." Shang Tian's hand under the document was visibly bruised.