Meng Qingqing thought, Momo is the vice president of the company, the director of the broker, no matter what, he has to have a luxury car of several millions, and he has to have an exclusive driver or something.

However, when she walked out of the set, Momo got into her nanny car with Xu Liancheng, and this assistant gentleman who didn't agree with him was even more like an uncle, and as soon as he got in the car, he found a corner to nest in and began to pretend to sleep.

This......

An indescribable sense of disobedience is one thing!

After making up her mind, Meng Qingqing did not read the script in a hurry, but locked the car door, put down the soundproof curtains, and lowered her voice to persuade Momo: "Director Ouyang, although I don't know anything about business, as far as I know, it seems that the Xu family has never planned to enter the film and television industry. ”

[If I don't go, what will you do?] You are the third female and there are a lot of scenes of cooperation with Lin Bingbing, can you guarantee that she will not bully you? Momo asked.

Her words made Meng Qingqing's brows frown deeply.

Being bullied by 'seniors'?

Can she say that she is actually used to it?

"If it's a fight for acting, I think, she doesn't have the ability to roll me down."

[Oh? Momo raised an eyebrow and tilted her head to look at her with interest.

Although they are both sisters, but being stared at by such a big beauty, Meng Qingqing was also a little embarrassed, owed slightly, and whispered: "I'm afraid you don't know, Lin Bingbing also has a nickname, called the plane goddess." ”

[Plane goddess? 】

"That's right, it's just that when she doesn't move, it's very good to look at it flat, and when she moves, she rolls her eyes and stares, like a collection of emojis, so ...... Fighting acting, she is really not good. ”

Poof-

Momo couldn't help but laugh.

Meng Qingqing also raised the corners of her lips.

But it was only for a moment, and she couldn't help but worry a lot.

"I'm nothing, but the director, you don't have a good voice now, so it's inconvenient to speak, that Zichen, I heard that it is the territory of Xu Liancheng and his buddies, and it is Jia Jinke's home field in disguise, you ......"

Meng Qingqing pinched the corner of her skirt hard and bit her lip fiercely, as if she had suddenly made up her mind.

"It's a big deal, I'm not going to shoot this scene! Let's not go! ”

"I can't change the so-called rules, but ...... I can choose to say no! ”

At this moment, a bright flame ignited in the girl's eyes, and the jumping flames made people feel boundless heat.

Momo was silent for a few moments before reaching out and rubbing her head.

A 'good' word was returned.

***

Considering Meng Qingqing's identity, Momo asked the driver to drive the car directly to a private kitchen.

Tan's private chef has a history of hundreds of years, and the previous generations have been palace chefs.

Yes, if you want to eat their food, if you don't make an appointment two months in advance, you're afraid you won't be able to enter the door.

But, there are always exceptions.

For example, Momo, for example, a certain big demon king.

[Do you want to take a photo first?] 】

[I remember that your training plan and setting the route did not require you to set up any fat person. There's nothing wrong with liking good food. 】

Seeing that Meng Qingqing was staring at many delicacies but didn't dare to move his chopsticks, and looked at his mobile phone from time to time, Momo took the initiative to propose.

"Is that okay?"

"Then can I post on Moments?"

Meng Qingqing said expectantly, panting in her heart, after all, the company has a strict system, these new artists who have signed a contract for three years, what content they posted on Weibo and Moments in the first three years are all specially sent by the company to take care of it, what to post, how many times, it is not up to her to decide.

[Of course, I think you can taste the food here, maybe you will come to work here next month?] 】

"Huh??"

Bang Dang –

The drink cup in Meng Qingqing's hand fell to the ground in fright.

The rich fruit wine spread freely, and the rich aroma made the other tables look at the moment.

Even a few old diners looked at Meng Qingqing with a bit of blame when they smelled it.

This little girl, with her hairy hands and feet, actually spilled all the limited edition fruit wine that they couldn't drink if they wanted to.

"Old Tan Tou, didn't you say that your family's plum blossom elixir is gone! Why do they have it on the table? It's a pity, it's still sprinkled! Yes! Uncomfortable, shiitake mushrooms! An old man dressed like a crane-haired boy Taoist priest rushed directly to the kitchen with his own empty cup, stood at the kitchen door and shouted inside.

Immediately, something was thrown out of it, and went straight to the chest of the old Dao, the old Dao was stunned at first, and then held it in his arms, he was happy, he saw it clearly, and he was dumbfounded.

"Why are you giving me a little mirror?"

"I want wine!"

The old man sniffed unhappily.

"There is no wine, the mirror is mine, grandpa means to let you take a good look in the mirror, and you will understand why Aunt Momo has it, and you don't."

Behind the curtain, a cute boy reached out and took back the mirror in Lao Dao's hand with lightning speed, and then slammed the kitchen door again.

"You old tan, you ......"

"I want to see how beautiful this man is......

"But that's all there ......"

"Well, it's beautiful, beauty, can you give me some wine, old man? I can send you a hexagram, you can do anything! ”

Seeing Meng Qingqing's words clearly opposite Momo, Tong Yan Lao Dao immediately changed his tone and walked towards Mo and them happily, but as soon as he took a step, Xu Liancheng had already raised his hand and threw out a pot of wine directly.

He made a sudden move, but Lao Dao's reaction was faster, not only holding the wine bottle firmly in his hand, but also walking in front of them, passing him and grabbing Momo's hand directly.

"You!"

"She's poisoned."

The old Taoist words made the murderous aura that had just risen on Xu Liancheng's body disappear in an instant.

He looked at Lao Dao vigilantly, and his sunglasses couldn't block the cold glow emanating from those eyes.

"Let's go over there for a drink?"

"I don't eat your wine for nothing, I also brought food."

He let go of Momo's wrist, gave Momo a sachet that he had made himself, and then took the initiative to walk towards Xu Liancheng.

Xu Liancheng glanced at the pitiful plate of peanuts on the bare stone table over there, twitched the corners of his mouth, but still followed him.

Don't intervene, don't ask too much.

Momo gave Xu Liancheng a calm look, and then stopped paying attention to him, picked up a wet tissue to help Meng Qingqing wipe his clothes stained with fruit wine.

The little warmth coming from his arm made Meng Qingqing regain his senses from the shock.

If she was not mistaken, that old Taoist priest was...... Teleported?

[It's a myriad of it.] 】

Momo smiled and tapped the tip of her nose.

[You were scared just now, didn't you think I was going to let you come here to brush the dishes, right? 】

"Ah, I ......"

Meng Qingqing didn't expect that her thoughts were completely seen through by Momo, her little face turned red, she was very embarrassed, faint, and a little guilty, she shouldn't have doubted the fairy director of their family so much.

[It's true that I want you to brush the dishes.] 】

"Ahh

[You didn't read the script I gave you just now, did you? 】

Momo pretended to be angry and straightened her face.

"I ......" Meng Qingqing's head was lower, like a little quail, eager to go into the ground, she really didn't read the script Momo gave her carefully, her mind was full of what she would do if she was targeted by Xu's, whether she wanted to consider changing careers. Or go to school for a few years first to avoid the limelight.

[I brought you here today, first, the food here is delicious, and the soup is medicated, and the wine is also brewed from ancient recipes, which has the miraculous effect of beauty and beauty, and is particularly good for the body. Second, I bought the film and television rights of "You Smell Delicious", and it will start shooting next month, as an exclusive investor, we can all use the company's own artists, I think your appearance and personality are quite in line with the requirements of the heroine, so I came today to send you the script, if you take it, my assistant will dock the contract with you later. ”

"You smell delicious? Is that the one I know! Meng Qingqing said excitedly, her two hands subconsciously grabbed Momo's wrists, and looked at Xu Liancheng in the distance to see how she felt that she was in the way.

This daughter-in-law is too charming, and it doesn't seem to be very good.

Now not only do you have to guard against your rival digging into the wall, but you also have to be careful of your sister???

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm so excited."

Xu Liancheng's afterglow was full of lethality, and Meng Qingqing, who felt it, was busy letting go of Momo's hand under his gaze, and took the initiative to apologize.

[If you are talking about the third novel on Weibo, then I can tell you very responsibly, that's right, it's that, the author of that book is my friend, and at the same time, he is also the heir of Tan Jiacai here. ”

"What!" Meng Qingqing was so shocked that she stood up.

"Well, but he's not in the country now, he's going abroad to buy ingredients, the little guy in the kitchen just now is his son, and his wife died of illness, so ...... He wrote that book. ”

Xiao Jiangda turned out to be a man!

Or is it written for his wife?

As a book fan, Meng Qingqing was a little incompetent for a while.

"Since it's a memorial to his deceased wife, shouldn't it be a tragedy? No, I mean, when I read this book, I only experienced the sweetness of family and love, the bitterness of eating vinegar and losing loved ones, but the ending is not a tragedy. Meng Qingqing tried hard to recall what he had seen, and asked his own psychological doubts.

Momo pulled her to sit down and poured her a glass of plum wine again.

After a long silence, Fang Dao, [Death is just a state, but memory is forever, since it is an irreversible thing, excessive sadness will only make the living sad, the dead are painful, it is better to be relieved, as long as you feel that the person is still there, then she is, with two ideals to struggle, won't there be more strength? 】

"Yes, so mom just changed her way to accompany us in heaven."

"Aunt Momo, is this young lady the heroine of the TV series you chose for my father?"

A powder. Tender. The tender doll ran out at some point and looked at Meng Qingqing with an inquiring expression.

Momo took out two sugar pills from his pocket and stuffed them into his mouth, and nodded his head.

[Yes, it's her, do you like it?] 】

The little guy nodded vigorously, with a childish little face, and his expression was indeed serious.

[Dad said it, Aunt Momo likes it, he likes it, so I like it too! ] 】

Momo: "......"