My imagination has come true

In July and a half, two consecutive rains relieved a little of the scorching heat of the earth like a steamer.

Mu Qingyun asked Feng Han to stop on the side of the road. Looking through the rearview mirror, he saw Shang Xin squatting at the back door playing with a shared motorcycle. He must have just returned from the set. The makeup on his face has not been removed, there are two smears of plateau red on his cheeks, his hair is disheveled, and he is carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

"It's out of battery. Zhang Li is in the company. Xiaoshang, you call him and ask him to come over and push the parking lot to charge."

Mu Qingyun smiled and said, "Xiao Lin went on a date with his girlfriend?"

She blinked, and didn't ask why Shang Xin was in such a hurry, she just said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the house."

Xiaolin is Shangxin's assistant and driver.

Shang Xin groaned twice, carefully sat down in the passenger seat, and looked at Mu Qingyun with sparkling eyes.

Feng Han reached out and took the towel and rubbed it on his face, but he didn't remove any makeup, so he silently and rudely straightened his head.

When you don't have a pretty face, don't hurt Mr. Mu's eyes.

Shang Xin: "..."

He has long since stopped being angry about this.

I have been working with Feng Han for a while, and everyone has known for a long time that if you are well-dressed, good-looking, and in good shape, and you appear in front of the boss, then driver Feng will be very gentle and will bring you drinks for you. Air-conditioning blankets, helping you with luggage, etc.

Once you have been filming for a whole day, and you are sweaty and unkempt, the treatment will plummet immediately, and you will be allowed to get in the car, which means you are loved by your colleagues.

At the beginning, everyone couldn't figure out the law of it. They only felt that Feng Han was a person who was cloudy and sunny, and he was simply sick. After a while, he understood.

Feng Han is basically serving the welfare of the boss's eyes.

There is no way around this kind of thing, everyone has learned to appear in front of the boss without a teacher, and if Feng Han is around, then try to dress up as glamorously as possible, and if possible, it is best to show off your own boss Appreciate the makeup.

The matter is very simple.

They, Mr. Mu, are not picky at all, whether they are bright and elegant, or light like chrysanthemums, she likes them all.

And men and women, old and young, can appreciate all kinds of beauty.

Mu Qingyun coughed, and said seriously: "Since you have entered the entertainment industry, how can you not have the ability to appreciate beauty? This is a job requirement."

There are many kinds of beauty in the world.

Young has youthful beauty, old has old beauty.

Shang Xin: "No."

He accidentally spoke his mind.

Feng Han turned his head and glanced at him slowly.

Shang Xin blinked and decided to pamper him.

After all, good things happen one after another, everyone is happy, as long as they are happy, it doesn't matter anything.

His comprehensive score is not as high as that of Brother Zhang, but Brother Zhang is a good person, and he specially keeps the sets he wants for him.

The house selected by Shang Xin is located in the core area of ​​the imperial capital. It is a three-bedroom, one-living room set of [-] square meters.

The area is not as big as in the suburbs, but the business likes it.

In addition to this set, he also plans to buy another set. He has saved a lot of money over the years. After joining Qingyun Entertainment, he has never spent any extra money. Now he has saved 200 scattered in his hands. How much.

With this money, it is enough for him to buy another house for his grandparents to live in.

After driving for more than 20 minutes, the gate of Qingyan real estate trusteeship company can be seen.

The company as a whole looks elegant and simple, not as simple as an intermediary, nor as luxurious as a real estate sales center.

The staff coming and going are neatly dressed, extremely patient, and polite in speech and manner. The customers who come in and out have clothes and leather shoes, and they also have simple clothes. The expression of each guest looks very soothing.

With such a dusty image, Shang Xin got out of the car and entered the door. The service staff also delivered towels and hot tea, and their words were very polite——

"What are you doing! Brother, she is peeking!"

Mu Qingyun was very satisfied with the word 'polite' when he saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him, supporting his proud and frowning female companion to turn around.

Shang Xin fell silent.

Mu Qingyun was also silent for a while.

May be a misunderstanding?
The old-fashioned plots in TV dramas should not appear so easily in reality?Maybe Shang Xin's eyes were dishonest just now, and she accidentally looked at the girl a few more times, she was a little sensitive?

Shang Xin spread her hands cautiously, took two steps back, coughed, and was about to explain a few words, when the female companion in front of her was already on fire, with displeasure written all over her face, and yelled loudly in this direction: " You have grown to such a big size, your face is not ugly, you look similar, if you want a man, you won’t find it by yourself, what are you looking at now, my brother is also something you can look at, and if you look around, I will dig it Your tricks."

She opened her mouth and sprayed wildly like a machine gun.

"Tell you, don't make fun of yourself, roll as far as you can, and harass my brother again, I want you to look good."

Shang Xin: "??"

Before Mu Qingyun could respond, Shang Xin strode over, almost poking his finger on the face of the 'suit and leather shoes', but staring at the angry woman.

"Say one more thing, who peeked at him?"

Shang Xin took out the phone and called the police, and called the service staff who came over after seeing something wrong, "Tune up the surveillance, call out the surveillance."

'Suit and leather shoes' was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn't expect that Shang Xin, who was dressed in a rustic and low-key way and had no sense of presence at all, was actually the lady's companion, and he had such a hot temper.

His female companion was also taken aback, frowned, and said angrily: "What? Whoever is louder than anyone else is justified? Frighten someone by calling the police."

"Ma'am, I can testify that this lady did not act rudely. On the contrary, you are making a big noise in public, which violates social morality and is suspected of picking quarrels and provoking trouble."

Not far away, a dignified and pretty young white-collar woman, with a flower protector behind her, walked over slowly, speaking solemnly and earnestly.

Mu Qingyun looked back at Gu Pan and couldn't help smiling.

It was her!

Mu Qingyun knew this female white-collar worker who supported her. Her name was Zhou Nana, and she was a 'character' in a short play that Mu Qingyun once experienced.

The brave girl who was brutally killed in order to save a strange girl.

Zhou Nana obviously recognized Mu Qingyun and smiled at her with a bright face.

Mu Qingyun's beautiful eyelashes fluttered a few times, and suddenly he had an intuition that encountering these absurd things one after another might be a sign of a new plot update.

Before he could think about it, the staff of Qingyan agency had already adjusted the monitoring quickly, and Shang Xin also moved quickly, calling for inspections neatly.

The monitoring is very clear. Mu Qingyun and Shang Xin came here with a definite goal. As soon as they entered the door, they went straight to the second floor without looking sideways. On the contrary, they were the woman's male companion.

When Shang Xin saw the surveillance, she was only angry at first, but now she became vigilant in an instant.