I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 62
When Jun Moting came back in the evening, Qin Ye expressed his doubts.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, Jun Moting raised his eyes to look at Qin Ye, with a look on his face, "What do you think?"

Qin Ye was silent in thought.

Starting from scratch, Qin Hongjin was able to grow the Qin Group to the scale it is today, and run the Qin family from obscurity to the number one family in Yun'an City.

No profit can not afford to be early.

If it is not profitable, it is absolutely impossible for Qin Hongjin to entertain Qin Shuyi for no reason.

Reminiscent of the Qin family's banquet on Friday night, Qin Ye pondered and said, "He wants to make a familiar face in front of his mother, and then create an illusion that the Qin family and the city lord's mansion have a good relationship?"

Then, in the days to come, the fox will pretend to be the tiger.

To seek more benefits for the Qin family.

After all, after Qin Shuyi arrived in Yun'an City, she received invitations from various aristocratic families, but declined them all.

And Qin Shuyi agreed to go to the Qin family's banquet, to Qin Hongjin, it was a signal of goodwill.

So, for him, the time has come.

Sure enough, Jun Moting heard the second half of what Qin Ye didn't say.

With undisguised admiration in his eyes, Jun Moting asked, "So, do you know what to do?"

Knowing the other party's thoughts, then, naturally, it would be a mess, and let him fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain.

Qin Ye smiled and nodded, "Of course."

Jun Moting patted Qin Ye's head in satisfaction, "A child can be taught."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

Touching the spot on the top of his head that Jun Moting had patted, Qin Ye couldn't help frowning.

Almost immediately after returning from country M, Jun Moting's attitude changed noticeably.

Not to mention that the icy and menacing aura seldom appeared in the past, he would even make such intimate gestures as patting the head.

Going to bed at night, Jun Moting didn't resist Qin Ye's unconscious offensive actions any more.

Several mornings, when Qin Ye woke up, he found that he had fallen asleep with Jun Moting's arms in his arms.

Before changing it, she had already been intimidated by Jun Moting's murderous gaze.

But now...

Subconsciously, he felt that this was not a good phenomenon, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Qin Ye stood in front of the villa for a long time before he stepped in.

The next day I got up early and took Xiao Xiao to the woods behind the villa to pick mushrooms for more than an hour, and told her to stay at home at noon, and it was close to 12 o'clock when Qin Ye accompanied Qin Shuyi to go out.

When they arrived at Ruifeng Tower, the owner of the restaurant who had been prepared for a long time greeted them, and personally sent Qin Shuyi and Qin Ye to the VIP room on the top floor.

In the private room, Qin Hongjin and Shen Yunfei greeted him with smiles all over their faces.

Qin Hongjin, who was nearly fifty years old, was dressed in a black suit.

Neither his face nor his body showed any signs of aging.

It looked like a 30-year-old middle-aged man.

And the premature death of his eldest daughter didn't seem to affect him at all.

There was no trace of grief on his face.

And Shen Yunfei beside him, let alone.

A smoky purple slim-fitting cheongsam made her plump but bumpy figure extraordinarily graceful.

Her hair is black and white, and her eyes are agile, making her already beautiful face even more beautiful and soft.

Although he had already made mental preparations, Qin Ye's heart couldn't help but pause for a few seconds the moment he saw Qin Hongjin and Shen Yunfei.

"Madam Jun, please... this is the second young master, right? Madam, you are so lucky. Both sons are outstanding talents, which is really enviable."

Qin Hongjin smiled and stretched out his hand to invite Qin Shuyi and Qin Ye to sit down. Looking at Qin Ye, he asked, "How old is Second Young Master this year?"

"16."

Qin Ye responded politely.

Qin Hongjin nodded, "It's as old as my daughter."

"Oh?"

Qin Ye looked indifferently, "Which daughter is President Qin talking about?"

Qin Hongjin froze for a moment, and there was a flash of displeasure between his brows and eyes.

In an instant, it returned to normal, "little daughter."

With a clear expression, Qin Ye expressed concern, "My condolences to Boss Qin. But, is there a story about Miss Qin?
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