"What good do you give him?" Zhou Xumei immediately asked, this is impossible, the curator looked down on Ye Xinghe in every way before, and he was also a biting dog on Wen Chun's side. At this time, he obeyed Ye Xinghe's words

"I didn't give him any favor, and he didn't deserve it." Ye Xinghe said in a proud tone, "Just a little curator, can you let me give benefits?" ”

Zhou Xumei rolled his eyes.

"What's going on with Maggie?" Zhou Xumei faintly felt that something must have happened when Ye Xinghe went out.

Ye Xinghe said with a smile: "Simple, you and I both like to listen to the ancient musical instruments of the Xia Kingdom, then I'll let the Maggis play for us, just right, he knows a little, I'll give him this opportunity." ”

Zhou Xumei asked word for word; "You, Jean, Maggis, play for us? Individually? ”

This is impossible, Maggis is a very famous musician abroad, and he is also very famous for his arrogance

How can they play for them alone?

"That's right." Ye Xinghe said, "You don't believe it? In a moment, you'll know. ”

"I see." Zhou Xumei had a speechless expression. "Ye Xinghe, you are not good, you are pressuring Maggis in the name of King Lanling again."

King Lanling is an overlord overseas, and Mr. Maggiew must have given face to King Lanling, so he played for the two of them alone.

"I'm going to say no?" Ye Xinghe asked, this girl is very good at association, and immediately thought of the relationship between King Lanling.

"Ye Xinghe, I'll tell you that you're serious." Zhou Xumei said helplessly. "You don't help King Lanling anymore, don't always use the name of King Lanling to ask others to do things."

"People who are really capable will not borrow the hands of others."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm actually just..."

Ye Xinghe was about to have a showdown that he was the king of Lanling, when Zhou Xumei interrupted: "Don't take it as an example." ”

"I..."

Ye Xinghe was helpless.

Okay, I'm the driver of King Lanling.

It's okay for me to borrow the hand of King Lanling, right?

Soon, Maggis walked out, holding an erhu in his hand.

Maggie: "It's a pleasure to play solo for Mr. Ye and Ms. Zhou, I hope you enjoy it." ”

Ye Xinghe waved his hand; "Hurry up, old man, and get straight to the point."

Zhou Xumei glared at Maggis and said; "You can't be polite, he's a foreigner anyway."

Ye Xinghe said: "Okay, when he finishes his performance, I'll give him a red envelope." ”

Zhou Xumei nodded, this is okay.

Next, Maggis began to play the erhu, then the guzheng, and the pipa, although he was not very proficient, but he could listen to it.

An hour later.

Zhou Xu nodded with satisfaction, and said to Ye Xinghe Road; "I earned it tonight, you go backstage and give McGeese a red envelope."

"Okay."

Ye Xinghe went backstage.

Maggie and his team were waiting for Ye Xinghe in the backstage dressing room.

"Mr. Ye."

When Maggis saw Ye Xinghe coming in, he clenched it with one fist and clasped it in his heart, giving him the highest respect.

"Maggis, you're playing well tonight." Ye Xinghe nodded and said, "My wife asked me to give you a red envelope." ”

"Red envelopes?"

"Yes, this is a kind of etiquette in our Xia Kingdom." Ye Xing Dao, "is the meaning." ”

"Curator." Ye Xinghe screamed.

The curator had been outside, and when he heard Ye Xinghe calling someone, he immediately ran in.

"Mr. Ye."

Yexing River Channel; "Prepare a few red envelopes, each with a thousand yuan of red packets, and give them to these foreigners."

The curator thought that it would be a red envelope of tens of thousands, but it was only a thousand yuan, and nodded: "Okay, Mr. Ye, I'll prepare it immediately." ”

"Well, you go get a brush and white paper."

A phone call from the curator.

Soon, the subordinates sent pen and ink and white paper.

Ye Xinghe took a brush and dipped it in ink and wrote a few words on the white paper.

Lao Tzu is in a good mood tonight.

And he wrote his name.

"Maggis, what do you think of this pair?" Ye Xinghe asked.

Maggis asked excitedly and tremblingly, "Mr. Ye, you, you want to send me this painting?"

"You don't want it?"

"Yes, I want, I want." McGeese couldn't wait to swallow this word, "Mr. Ye, thank you so much, God bless you." ”

The curator looked at the circle on the side, what kind of words is this, and these words, is it too casual to write?

How can you mention such a word to foreigners?

But this McGeese is such a terrible person, can't he be happy?

Foreigners don't have normal brains.

"I don't believe in God." Ye Xinghe said teasingly, "See you soon." ”

"Congratulations to Mr. Ye."

Ye Xinghe strode out.

Entrance to the theater.

Zhou Xumei has already started the car.

"How many red envelopes were sent?"

"One thousand for one person." Ye Xinghe said, don't feel distressed, it's not his money anyway.

Zhou Xu didn't hand a bank card to Ye Xinghe.

"Forget it, you don't have any money." Zhou Xumei suddenly felt that Zhou Xinghe was really a little white face.

"This card is for me?" Ye Xinghe asked with a smile.

Zhou Xumei: "Do you want love?" ”

He said he was going to take it back.

"Yes, you have to." Ye Xinghe said with a straight face, this is the first time that Xumei's wife has given him a bank card so kindly, and he has to ask for this bank card in a reasonable way.

"Why don't I drive?" Ye Xinghe said, man, drive safely and let your wife have a good rest.

"Do you have a driver's license?" Zhou Xumei asked rhetorically.

Ye Xinghe: "Well, this one really doesn't exist, but it doesn't prevent me from flying a plane." ”

Zhou Xumei smiled, flying a plane? Then blow.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of dying young."

On the way, Zhou Xumei's mobile phone rang.

"What, okay, I'll go over right away."

Ye Xinghe waited for Zhou Xumei to put down his mobile phone and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhou Xumei was also very annoyed, and said, "Just now, the security guard of the pharmaceutical factory called me and said that he had caught a thief, and the thief was going to set it on fire, so I would go over and take a look." ”

"Let's do it together."

Zhou Xumei originally wanted to send Ye Xinghe home first, but after thinking about it, he nodded.

Half an hour later, Zhou Xumei's car drove to the pharmaceutical factory.

The two of them came to the security room.

"Chairman."

The captain of the security brigade is a man named Ma Liu, burly, after seeing Zhou Xumei, he immediately called someone, as for Ye Xinghe beside Zhou Xumei, his eyes were a little disdainful, needless to say, he also regarded Ye Xinghe as a little white face who ate soft rice, and he hated this kind of soft rice man the most in his life.

"Hmm." Zhou Xumei responded.

Ma Liu pointed to a thin, obscene-looking man on the chair; "Chairman, it's this guy, when I was patrolling with my subordinates, I saw this person sneaky, maybe he wanted to set fire, I will call you after I hold him down."

"Wronged, wronged." The thin man exclaimed, "I just wanted to come in and steal something, I really didn't set it on fire." ”

"Didn't set the fire?" Ma Liuhe asked, "How do you explain stealing and smoking at the same time?" ”

"I'm addicted to cigarettes." The thin man said.

Zhou Xumei stepped forward and glanced at the latter, his eyes sharp; "What's it called?"

"Hu Mao." The thin man immediately said, "Chairman, I'm really not an arsonist, I'll just climb over the wall and steal something valuable." ”