Chapter 191: His Connivance

In Li Qiang's mobile phone, the man's voice sounded particularly pleasant and young.

Just being young is enough for Xu Jiao to envy.

After all, her benefactor is an old man who is close to fifty years old.

"What are you talking about?"

Fu Xiao's question came from the mobile phone, I don't know what kind of reputation Li Qiang is doing this time.

"Boss, it's all my fault, it's a shame for you and the studio, please forgive me this time, I will definitely make persistent efforts for tomorrow's shooting!"

Li Qiang's answer was that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth.

But Fu Xiao on the other end of the phone suddenly guessed Li Qiang's situation.

"Do you have a friend next to you?"

I have to say that this man's insight is simply powerful to the point of perversion.

Li Qiang hurriedly received: "Yes, I'm with a friend in the program group, if you want to scold, wait for me to go back and scold." Scolding me now will only be a loss to your people. ”

So Fu Xiao said: "Okay, then I'll call you when it's convenient for you." If there is anyone in the program team who is restless, tell me directly. ”

Li Qiang replied: "Yes, yes, boss, you should rest early." I wish you good health and a long life. ”

After that, Li Qiang couldn't wait to press the hang up button.

As a result, just a second before the phone hung up, the man's smiling voice came into Li Qiang's ears.

"Li Qiang, didn't you notice that you are turning on the hands-free?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a busy sound from the mobile phone, which was extremely loud.

Li Qiang was stunned with her mobile phone.

What did he mean by that just now?

Myself...... Turned on hands-free??

Li Qiang seemed to realize something, twisted her neck stiffly, and looked at Xu Jiao.

I saw that Xu Jiao was about to go crazy when she held back her laughter.

Seeing that Li Qiang came back to her senses, she couldn't help it, and rolled on the bed with laughter.

This time, Li Qiang really didn't want to stay on Earth.

I don't have that face.

Xu Jiao laughed enough, sat cross-legged next to Li Qiang, and bumped into her in a gossipy manner.

"I said, isn't it just a financier, how common it is in our entertainment industry, you don't have to hide it."

Saying that, she also generously introduced her gold owner.

According to her own description, an old Mediterranean man of fifty years old.

Li Qiang imagined it for a moment, and rubbed her arms in a cold manner.

Seeing Li Qiang's reaction, Xu Jiao said: "I hear that your gold lord's voice is quite young, it should only be thirty years old." ”

There's nothing to hide.

Li Qiang nodded.

Xu Jiao hugged the pillow, and her expression instantly became envious.

"That's nice...... Even if he is not handsome, he is so young. But such a young person, there is a high probability that he is a rich second generation, right? The strength may be a little worse. ”

Listening to Xu Jiao's speculations, Li Qiang silently added in her heart: No, he looks very handsome, the kind that is more handsome than male stars. The strength is also very good, the kind that is in charge of top enterprises.

Of course, these words cannot be said.

Having said that, the other party will probably guess Fu Xiao's identity soon.

Li Qiang could only try to suppress these little secrets back.

"Oh, yes!"

Xu Jiao suddenly snapped her fingers in front of Li Qiang: "Since he is so young, you can work hard and marry him directly." Marrying into a wealthy family, what kind of star should you be? ”

Li Qiang looked at Xu Jiao with a fascinated face: "Die of this heart, he will get married in a month." The other party and the other are the right people, and they are strong together. ”

Xu Jiao's fascination came to an abrupt end.

"Forget it then."

After speaking, she seemed to feel unwilling again, and complained: "What's wrong with the rich now? One by one, they are all married at an early age, and they are all family marriages. As a human at the top of the pyramid, don't you want to feel the beauty of love? ”

Li Qiang couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

I silently followed in my heart: Money is eternal, and love is a fart.

However, Xu Jiao's words changed sharply, and then continued: "But I just listened to the tone of his call to you, and I feel very good to you." You're so messing around, he's not even angry. If I dared to make such a joke on my financier, he would be furious and deduct all my winnings. ”

Li Qiang was skeptical: "So serious? Possible...... Maybe different people have different tempers. ”

"No, no." Xu Jiao shook her index finger disapprovingly.

"Based on my two years of paddling experience in the entertainment industry, this situation accounts for at least 99 percent, and the remaining one percent is true love."

True love? Li Qiang's neck shrunk back.

She didn't deserve to think about it.

Then Li Qiang was given a lesson by Xu Jiao on "Self-cultivation of Lovers".

For half an hour, Xu Jiao analyzed the thoughts of these bigwigs and rich men looking for underground lovers.

Obviously, she has the heart to marry into a wealthy family.

But Li Qiang didn't believe it too much.

Because she couldn't find the mentality to match Fu Xiao in it.

But in the end, Xu Jiao added.

"The above is the situation of an old man looking for a little lover 99 percent, and the remaining one percent is, no matter how unscrupulous you are in front of him, he will tolerate you, this one percent is not true love or what??"

Li Qiang: "......"

After that, the two played their own games, but Li Qiang was lying on the bed and looked a little absent-minded.

In fact, Xu Jiao's analysis just now is quite reasonable.

All aspects are basically summarized in place.

But what made Li Qiang panic was that she didn't find a place for Fu Xiao in the ninety-nine percent.

As for the remaining one percent......

Countless fragments suddenly flashed through Li Qiang's mind.

Two years ago, she was stalking about attending a dinner party with Fu Xiao and his friends, and in the box of the bar, she was slightly drunk, leaning on his shoulder and flattering to toast him.

There is also a picture of her snatching the high-end custom chocolate in his hand on Valentine's Day and gobbling it into her mouth.

and when she just returned to China, he tortured himself hysterically.

She had always taken it as his coldness, his disdain for his ant jumping up and down, and his revenge for the damage to his self-esteem.

But...... Now she's a little shaken.

That doesn't seem to be disdain, but connivance.

That doesn't seem to be revenge, but ...... After being afraid.

Thinking of this, Li Qiang curled up in the bed.

That man, he's getting married.

Thinking about it here is even funnier than a clown.