There were more than a dozen tables in the lobby, all full of people, and several people were singing and performing on the stage in front of them, and most of the audience was chatting in low voices.

Following the eldest sister in front of her to the direction of the stage, feeling that a lot of eyes were gathered, Liu Qingqing hurriedly lowered the brim of her hat, and her other hand was interlocked with Fu Xuan's ten fingers.

Although she has long been immune to the gathered gaze, but after all, this is a place of wind and snow, she is a girl, of course nervous, not to mention that she was brought by her little boyfriend, and there is an inexplicable sense of excitement.

By the way, I don't know what Fu Xiaoxuan's mood is at the moment. Thinking of this, Liu Qingqing turned his head to look at Fu Xuan.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xuan was a little strange, looked at her and asked softly.

Liu Qingqing pursed her lips, shook her head slightly and did not speak.

The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, Fu Xuan gently scraped twice in her palm, this Nizi was probably nervous, every time she was nervous, she would clench his hand, he would scratch her palm, tickling her to distract her.

Ye Man and his wife sat on the left side of the front row, fortunately they were not sitting in the middle, Liu Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The eldest sister took the two of them to the side of Ip Man and his wife, and after saying hello, she briefly introduced Fu Xuan and Liu Qingqing, and explained the intention of the two.

After seeing the eldest sister finish speaking, Fu Xuan smiled slightly: "I have admired Master Ye for a long time, I came today to discuss a business with you, let's go to the private room to talk about it." ”

Hearing that he went to the private room, Liu Qingqing's thin eyebrows raised slightly, and he shook his hand gently, Fu Xiaoxuan was awesome.

After Ip Man nodded in agreement, the eldest sister took the four of them upstairs to a private room, Fu Xuan and Liu Qingqing sat together, opposite Ip Man and his wife Zhang Yongcheng.

Fu Xuan simply ordered a few dishes, and the eldest sister poured a cup of tea for each of the four of them and turned around and went out.

"I wonder if Mr. Fu has any business to discuss?" Ip Man asked directly.

Taking a sip of tea, Fu Xuan smiled slightly, "It's business, but it's not, I'm planning to set up a martial arts school, it's like this......" began to introduce the situation to Ip Man in detail.

Liu Qingqing tried all the side dishes on the table, but none of them were delicious, and there were no sour radish. turned his head to look at Fu Xuan, who was talking to Ye Man about things, and didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Look at Zhang Yongcheng sitting opposite, the descendant of the former Qing Foreign Minister is eating melon seeds, from the time they met to the present, he has only said one sentence to her: "Hello Miss Liu." ”

Sure enough, just like in the movie, Zhang Yongcheng doesn't like to talk.

Neither can she take snacks out to eat, nor can she take her mobile phone out to watch dramas, if she doesn't chat with Zhang Yongcheng, she can only sit dry, boring and boring.

Liu Qingqing thought about it and took the initiative to open the conversation, "Sister Zhang usually likes to listen to music?" ”

Zhang Yongcheng was slightly stunned, "I've been bored at home for a long time, so I'll listen to it from time to time." What does Ms. Liu usually do? ”

As soon as she heard this question, several answers immediately popped up in Liu Qingqing's mind:

Playing with mobile phones, playing with mobile phones in Fu Xiaoxuan's arms, lying on the bed and playing with mobile phones, eating snacks, eating snacks in Fu Xiaoxuan's arms, eating snacks while playing with mobile phones, playing coquettish with Fu Xiaoxuan, and giving him some benefits......

Wow, it's not! She lifted the hair next to her ear, smiled lightly and said, "Take care of my husband's daily life, go to work at the newspaper during the day, and write novels at night." ”

After saying that, her face was slightly red, her cheeks were not thick enough, her long legs lightly bumped Fu Xuan's legs, hum, it was all to blame Fu Xiaoxuan's thick skin, and the level suppression was too strong, so that she couldn't become thick-skinned.

Fu Xuan glanced at her strangely, and continued to talk to Ye Man, this girl often behaves as a demon for no reason, so she doesn't have to deal with her.

Zhang Yongcheng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Is Miss Liu also writing novels?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Qingqing said strangely: "Yes, "Back to the Ming Dynasty as a Horse" is being serialized, could it be that Sister Zhang is also writing it?" ”

"Hui Ming? Miss Liu, are you the author of Huiming, Zijin? Zhang Yongcheng was suddenly surprised, "Will you sort out and publish "Hui Ming" in the future?" Newspapers are not good for collection. ”

"It will be published when the serialization is finished." I didn't expect to meet a book friend here, Liu Qingqing had a little surprise, she has always been curious about the poisonous plots she wrote, how readers in the Republic of China feel when they read it, and now she finally has a chance.

……

The eldest sister just left the private room, handed over the order to the kitchen person, and returned to the lobby by the door, where three young women were sitting, one was munching melon seeds, one was listening to the music in the lobby, and the other was looking down to read the newspaper.

The eldest sister sat down next to the three of them, and the woman who was eating melon seeds immediately asked her, "Sister Feng, who was that couple just now?" ”

The woman who listened to the song answered: "It looks really a good match, a handsome man and a woman." That lady's figure is really excellent, and I look at it with envy. ”

The woman who snorted the melon seeds sneered, and said, "Fifth sister, you are still envious, we all envy you." ”

"Go, don't bury me." The woman listening to the song bumped each other with her elbow, "Anyway, this is the second couple in our Golden Building, right?" ”

The eldest sister shook her head and smiled at the two of them, "Do you still want to listen to who they are?" ”

"Of course listen, say it quickly." The woman who swallowed melon seeds urged repeatedly.

"Fu Xuan, and his wife Liu Qingqing, do you know each other?" The eldest sister asked in a trick.

The woman listening to the song pouted, "Sister Feng is really good at laughing, Fu Xuan Fu boss, who doesn't know him in Foshan, his three big factories have been expanding in turn in the past few months, and I don't know how many workers are recruited."

I've heard people say that he is now the owner of the largest factory in Guangdong. But I don't know his wife. ”

"Liu Qingqing? I don't know either. The melon seed woman shook her head.

The woman who was reading the newspaper overheard their chat, and as soon as she heard the words "Liu Qingqing", she immediately raised her head and said in surprise: "Liu Qingqing? That was Liu Qingqing just now? ”

The eldest sister was puzzled for a while, "Yes, I came with her husband Fu Xuan, what's wrong with you, little sister?" ”

"Haven't you watched "Hui Ming"? The author Zijin knows, right? The woman's face was still full of surprise.

"It's the little bookworm you watched all day long "Back to the Ming Dynasty as a Horse"? I don't remember. The eldest sister shook her head, and the other two women also shook their heads, they were not interested in novels, and they only read poetry when they wanted to read.

"Liu Qingqing, pen name Zijin, is the author of "Hui Ming", but she is famous, and she was reported last month, and she created a new genre!" The woman reading the newspaper sighed for a while:

"I didn't expect her to be so beautiful, she is really talented and beautiful, she is so envious."

"One is a big businessman, the other is a talented female writer, how they got together, I'm really curious about their story." The newspaper girl whispered with her cheeks on her cheeks.

The eldest sister saw that there was another person at the door, and hurriedly said, "Don't talk, there are guests coming." ”