Zhang Xin was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly sneered: "Sister Fei, what did you say...... If I didn't know you, I wouldn't be where I am now, would I? So how can I thank you? ”

Ming Fei raised his eyes slightly.

"Look, if I don't know you, I may have been caught by Gu Mingdong's scumbag, and if I don't die, I have to peel off a layer of skin, not to mention having my own business and house like now, and even having shares in the cake group."

"Cake Group?"

"Hmm." Zhang Xin nodded, "Although we only have two cake shops now, I believe that it will not be long before it will develop into a company and then a group, and finally break out of Asia and go to the world......

The corners of Ming Fei's mouth twitched, and then he gave a thumbs up: "This chicken soup, I did it." ”

"Haha." Zhang Xin couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, let's get down to business, it's your 600,000 sweet pet, I'm going to sign it." After Ming Fei laughed, he began to get down to business.

"Really?" Zhang Xin hugged Ming Fei, "You really ...... Think my book will do? Not to help me? ”

"Miss Zhang." Ming Fei pulled the person off his arm, "First of all, when I said this, I was a businessman, I wouldn't take my money to go to waste, did I want to support you." ”

"Sister Fei, you can take care of me." Zhang Xin came up again.

"Sit down." Ming Fei frowned.

"Heartless woman." Zhang Xin could only sit down obediently.

"Of course, the team found about seven or eight sweet pet articles that were almost similar at the same time, and it was indeed a bit selfish, and the same level of articles, I naturally wanted to push my own family."

"I know that Sister Fei is the best for me."

"In the next few days, you can prepare some brief outlines of that article, character biographies and the like, and someone will contact your website later."

"Okay." Zhang Xin hurriedly responded, "Sister Fei, why don't you open a literary website?" ”

"That's a good idea, I'll consider it." Ming Fei said and got up, "I'll ...... first"

"Shin Shin, I'm here." At this moment, An Lin rang the doorbell outside, "Is your stomach okay?" ”

Ming Fei just stood up, so he went over and opened the door.

"Sister Fei." An Lin was suddenly overjoyed, "You're here too." ”

"Hmm." Ming Fei nodded.

An Lin put a thermos bucket on the coffee table: "I boiled brown sugar water for you, you quickly drink two sips." ”

"Thank you, Linlin." Zhang Xin came over and hugged the bowl and began to drink.

"It's just right, the dress is here, you two can try it together, and I won't have to go to the store again." Ming Fei pointed to the bag in his hand.

An Lin hesitated: "Sister Fei, I'm ...... Is it appropriate? ”

"Is it appropriate for what?" Ming Fei raised her eyebrows slightly.

"You know, I used to do it in the clubhouse, and my identity ......" I bit my lip reasonably, "I'm a bridesmaid, I'm afraid to discredit you, I ......"

"I've done it in the clubhouse too." Ming Fei smiled, "Isn't it true that I don't deserve to be happy?" ”

An Lin bowed her head.

"Everyone will have their own last resort, this world is originally a big dye vat, as long as you can keep your heart, it is good." Ming Fei patted An Lin on the shoulder, "Many people are glamorous, and they are not necessarily nobler than you inside, An Lin, the mirror is dirty, but your face is clean." ”