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Like a spring breeze!

No, it should be said that the beauty seems to have a spring breeze all over her body, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

The fourth wife was smooth and not pushy, she immediately smiled and said: "Okay, when you become a big star, you must come to my store to customize your dress!"

With that said, the clothing store owner took out his business card from his handbag and handed it to Song Huanxi.

Song Huanxi took it with both hands, glanced at it and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Mrs. Guo. Well, when I become a big star, I will definitely support you!"

After the guests and hosts had a good time, the four wives of the Guo family said goodbye and left. On the way, Mrs. Guo Si couldn't help but said: "She is a really nice girl, good-looking and good-tempered."

"I want to introduce him to Zhiquan. That kid is determined to pursue a career in politics and needs a good wife."

The second wife's eyes lit up. With such a granddaughter-in-law, why not just let her do whatever she wants to eat?
It's really good, she also smiled and said: "Zhipu is so introverted, it is just right to have such an extroverted daughter-in-law."

The third wife nodded silently. The granddaughter-in-law who knew how to cook was very lovable when she thought about it. She began to figure out which grandson would be of the right age to be single.

The eldest lady thought to herself that the little beauty stall owner is good at everything, and she doesn’t know how many ghost stories she can hear. If she is brave enough... her grandson seems to have a girlfriend.

How about scaring a few away with ghost stories?

The eldest wife seriously considered the feasibility of telling ghost stories to her grandchildren's girlfriends.

The ladies discussed which grandson would be more suitable for the little beauty stall owner, and finally came to the conclusion that no matter who they married, the little beauty must marry into the Guo family anyway!
Guo Yunchen, who was reading the renewal of Mr. Hongchen Yixiao, couldn't help but sneeze. He always felt a cold feeling on his back, as if something bad had happened.

He shook his head, as if he could get rid of the bad luck in this way, and returned his attention to the script, which still continued the humorous style of the previous part, which he couldn't put down.

Guo Yunchen gritted his teeth and made a decision: shoot first!

While filming, I’m waiting for Mr. Hongchen Yixiao’s final draft!

Boss Guo gave an order, and the entire Rongchang started up quickly like a huge machine.

……

The Emperor Xiaosheng, who is idle at home, is tightening his belt. Very good. The buttonhole of the belt has shrunk one space. If he persists for a few more days, he will be the jade-faced emperor who symbolizes a romantic and charming lover again!
While Zhao Lei was thinking about it, he picked up the millet porridge in front of him and prepared to drink it all in one gulp - this thing, after gulping it down, he felt more and more hungry. After drinking a big bowl in one gulp, he could still fill himself up with water.

As soon as the edge of the bowl touched his lips, the phone rang. Emperor Rongchang's decree could not be refused: the military situation is urgent, and General Zhao will go to war immediately!

So fast? ?

Zhao Lei kept holding the bowl for a long time. Finally, he sighed and reluctantly put down the steaming bowl of millet porridge.

After packing up and about to go out, Zhao Lei received another call. After hanging up the phone, Zhao Lei stood quietly for a long time.

When they arrived in Rongchang, Zhao Lei stared at Guo Yunchen and asked directly: "Did you trick that old boy Li Wenxiang away?"

Guo Yunchen was stunned, but he had no intention of hiding it. Sooner or later, everyone would know about this, "How do you know?"

Zhao Lei responded matter-of-factly: "That old boy Li Wenxiang has been rebelling for a long time, but unfortunately he is too timid, so someone must have lent him courage."

Seeing Guo Yunchen's acquiescence, Zhao Lei patted him on the shoulder carelessly: "I didn't think you could fight Pei Liu's man-eating tiger, but now, I'm optimistic about you!"

"Guo Big Fox!"

Guo Yunchen couldn't help but laugh: "...Thank you for your favor."

……

Every Sunday morning is the busiest time for the Ming Pao editorial department: it needs to sort out the letters from readers that have accumulated for a week and then send them to the authors.

The main thing is to eliminate most of the useless letters, such as cookie-cutter reminders and empty and meaningless compliments.

There are also very few dangerous parts, which is the top priority.

In fact, at the beginning, the editorial department would not open the letters for the authors and would forward them all intact.

It wasn't until Mr. Cha, the author and editor, received letters from readers with razor blades, red-stained paper figurines, burned-to-ash hair, etc. that the editorial department began to screen them in advance.

The work was tedious and boring, and the editors did not like it. The workload was so heavy that even the editor-in-chief was not spared.Just as he desperately threw another letter from a reader who praised "Gillian and Aqiang" wildly into the waste paper pile, Ah Chu, who had been promoted by the preliminary editor, walked away holding a letter with a solemn look on his face. come over.

Editor Cha frowned: "A blade or something?"

This kind of threatening letter is really annoying. I am worried and frightened after receiving it, and the police will not accept it.

Ah Chu shook his head: "No, it's just a stepping stone, knocking on Mr. Hongchen Yixiao's door."

Editor-in-Chief Zha was stunned for a moment. The next second, a check was handed to him. The number on it was black and conspicuous: three hundred round——

Editor-in-Chief Cha was silent for a moment, took the reader's letter from Ah Chu's other hand, and started reading:

Hello, Mr. Hongchen!
I am a loyal fan of yours and I really like your novel "Gillian and Aqiang". I got married on a blind date and have never experienced the taste of love. Only after reading your novels did I realize that there are such wonderful feelings in the world.

It's a pity that the rest of his life is over, and the old man is in good health and can still use it for another 30 to [-] years.

I don’t think about emotional matters. I have only one hobby in my life: telling ghost stories to people——

It's a pity that the audience disappeared while I was talking. I wonder if Mr. Hongchen can teach me?

How to make others scared but unable to help but want to listen?
Looking forward to replying, thank you.

There is also a small note: I offer you three hundred yuan to cross the river, and hope that my letter will be forwarded to Mr. Hongchen first.

……

Editor-in-Chief Cha's vision is that he is already halfway through his remaining life, and the old man can still use it for another 30 to [-] years and stay there for a long time.

Ghost stories, the audience is gone, people are scared but can’t help but listen to it——

Editor-in-Chief Cha: "..."

Why does this letter make people feel cooler than the razor blade villain?
At this moment, Ah Chu very cleverly presented the check to Editor-in-Chief Cha——

Three hundred!
The brick is so big that the door is broken!
Forget it, it's just a request for advice from a senior reader with a somewhat unusual hobby... Editor Cha nodded silently.

Ah Chu's hand holding the check did not let go, and he looked at Editor Cha eagerly.

Editor-in-Chief Cha held the other end of the check without changing his expression and said earnestly: "Ah Chu, do you know how much the monthly rent for renting an office building like this is for water and electricity? Your salary is not much, but you have a lot of people! Also, The printing house is coming to check out again——"

Ah Chuxin reluctantly let go of his hand, and Editor Cha folded the check carefully and put it into his shirt pocket.

Looking at Ah Chu who looked frustrated, he glanced around, coughed slightly, and whispered: "Today at noon, you can have a bowl of wonton noodles -"

"Go to the public account!"

Ah Chu was stunned, okay, okay, wonton noodles are just wonton noodles, the boss finally plucked out a hair.

When he was about to walk out of the editor-in-chief's office, editor-in-chief Zha called him again: "By the way, pack a bowl for me and bring it back."

"Thank you."

A Chu: "..."

You're welcome, I don't want to take it.

I was absent from work for four days. On the first day, I ate rice porridge and caused stomach stones. On the second day, my cervical vertebrae got cold and I had a headache. On the third day, I smashed my phone in order to continue lying down (not really)——

On the fourth day, it was stomach stones again, this time it was shrimp crackers.

Probably the body's resistance decreases when the weather is cold, and the food that can be eaten in the summer suddenly becomes indigestible.

I rushed to the library early this morning to catch up on work.

So now I owe 8+18, a total of 26 chapters? TT