Play Nice

Chapter 74: 074
Fang Goutou said that Ming Yuexi was spotted by a boss, and the boss wanted to sneak in her, but Jing Zhao helped her out.

At eleven o'clock, Shang Lingling started the live broadcast, and she was not in the state the whole time.Strangely, the number of people in the live broadcast room has not decreased, but has risen a bit outrageously.

Probably a company came over to show off their powerful data group-Navy.

Sure enough, she called as soon as she was on the phone.

"Hey."

"Hello, Miss Shang, I'm the content director of Reli Media."

The business leader was in a bad mood, so he didn't bother to say much, just two words: "Don't sign."

"Are you worried about the contract? Our company has cooperated with your platform many times. You don't have to worry about the contract."

Reli Media has recently encountered a bottleneck. Singer-type internet celebrities are too easy to imitate, so they need to find another way.

Ruby is an all-round voice anchor. As long as she doesn't look too bad, with makeup and filters, it's easy to become popular.

The content director showed his sincerity: "Our company sincerely wants to cooperate with you. The voice anchor has only contacted you. If the contract is successful, we will give you the best promotion resources. If you have any requirements, we will also Satisfy you as much as possible."

This content director has something and is very good at negotiating.

"What about after you sign me? Make me an internet celebrity?"

"Miss Shang, your voice condition is so good, you can also consider dubbing and foley. Recently, a dubbing variety show has become very popular. In fact, there are many examples of successful transformation of online artists. Do you know Ming Yuexi? Before she officially debuted, she was Singers signed by our company."

That's it.

Shang Lingling was a little interested: "When will the contract be signed?"

"Miss Shang, anytime is convenient for you."

****
It snowed for two days and the sun came out Saturday morning.Xingyue Palace seems to be a lot deserted when Jing Zhao is not there.

When the snow melts, it's colder than when it snows. Jing Qianqian is a lazy cat who is afraid of the cold. Lying in her den, she doesn't move a bit. Just wagging the tail.

Isn't it very cold? Its mother, Ms. Lu, put on a flower jacket and tied a big red flower made of wool on its head. It didn't like it and kept pulling it with her claws.

Ms. Lu just went downstairs and left Shang Lingling at 1703. She was bored alone and was talking to the cat.

"Jing Qianqian."

Jing Qianqian looked at the flowery world outside and didn't answer.

"Do you miss your brother?"

Jing Qianqian meowed gracefully and gracefully.

"What do you think he's doing now?"

Jing Qianqian continued to be noble and elegant.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Shang Lingling took out his mobile phone, and it was the nth time today that he looked at WeChat, "I don't even look at WeChat."

She was in a low mood, and dragged the pleasant Jing Qianqian out of the cat's nest: "You usually stick to him so much, don't you miss him when he's gone?"

Laziness is like Jing Qianqian.

Shang Lingling changed his face, super fierce: "You are not allowed to stick to him."

"Meow."

"Call me sister-in-law."

"Meow."

One person and one cat were confronting each other. Someone downstairs called out to Ms. Lu and asked her if she was playing cards.

Ms. Lu said she was not available.

The business leader walked to the edge of the balcony, looked down, and saw that Ms. Lu was leading a person, Qin Xiang, who came to see the room.

Qin Xiang took a fancy to the second floor, because the sun was not shining on the second floor and the house price was the cheapest.

Ms. Lu took her around the second floor: "Any other questions?"

Qin Xiang was wearing an army green cotton coat, which the guard Lao Zhong also had, but Qin Xiang's coat should have been washed many times, it was wrinkled and faded a little, and it didn't look warm.

She asked Ms. Lu, "Can I share the rent with a roommate?" She wanted to find a roommate to share the rent with.

Ms. Lu is very talkative: "Of course you can, you can just collect the roommate's rent directly, you don't need to go through me again."

Xingyue Palace is not far from the funeral home, and the environment of the community is good. If she finds a roommate, the rent price on the second floor will not exceed Qin Xiang's budget. After thinking about it, there is only one question left.

"Did you know that I work in a funeral home?"

The girl looked simple, and Ms. Lu had a good impression of her: "I know, you are the colleague of the collar."

Qin Xiang's last landlord didn't know what she was doing at first, but when he found out, he kicked her out. He didn't even have time to find another house, so Qin Xiang didn't plan to hide it this time.

"I'm a little different from Miss Shang." Qin Xiang said, "I work in the cremation room."

Cremation is a more taboo profession than cosmetology.

What is Ms. Lu supposed to do?

"It's nothing different, don't sneak and cheat, which line of work is not work." Ms. Lu said, "But I know it's fine, don't tell other people, after all, there are all kinds of people."

Qin Xiang understood Ms. Lu's concerns: "Well, I see. Can I sign the contract this afternoon?"

She now lives in a small hotel, which cannot have a fire and costs a lot for food.

"You can sign anytime." Ms. Lu listened to the business leader talking about Qin Xiang's situation, and was very considerate to her. "If you don't have a place to live, you can live in first and sign the contract later."

Qin Xiang took Ms. Lu as a nobleman, and looked at her gratefully: "I'll move in this afternoon."

"How much stuff? Do you want me to find someone to help you move it?"

"There aren't many things, I can finish it all by myself." Qin Xiang felt that Ms. Lu was too kind and sensible, "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

The house was finally finalized. Qin Xiang rented the middle household, room 202. Ms. Lu took her to look at it one last time to make sure that the hot water, gas, and light bulbs were all right.

Shang Ling Ling came down with the cat in his arms.

"Master Qin."

"Miss Shang."

"Anything you fancy?"

Qin Xiang nodded.

Shang Lingling held Jing Qianqian's small paw and beckoned to Qin Xiang: "After that, we will be renting friends."

"Ah."

Qin Xiang seemed to smile, and the corners of his mouth curved into a small arc.

In the afternoon, Qin Xiang moved into Xingyue Mansion, and the business leader led her to her house to help organize things.

*****
In the evening, Yang Qingchi and Jingjian came out of the gym together and wandered the streets of the imperial capital.

Tomorrow is Sunday.

Yang Qingchi asked Jingjian, "What are you doing tomorrow?"

Jingjian was wearing a purple sports hair band on his head, already wet with sweat, and carrying a bag of bread in his hand: "Sleep at home."

Yang Qingchi is not as rough as Jingjian. He is squeamish and particular. He has already taken a bath in a star hotel next to the gym. He is wearing a sports style. Just after sweating, he is lazy, his hands are in his pockets, and his steps are slow and leisurely.

The two walked side by side, one left and one right.

Yang Qingchi has a strong face, a standard modeling face, a pale face, and a young boy's first love face.

Young girls passing by looked at them frequently.

Yang Qingchi invited Jingjian: "Tomorrow afternoon, will you come to play?"

"Don't come." Jing Jian took out his mobile phone and opened the game app, "Is your car at school?"

"Not at home."

"Lend me two days and I'll drive to Huacheng."

Yang Qingchi asked, "Where's your car?"

"I was detained by my mother."

After Jingjian got his driver's license, Ms. Lu bought him a scooter worth more than [-] yuan. Last week, Jingjian accidentally ran a red light, and Ms. Lu took away his car keys.

Yang Qingchi said, "After the elective course, you can go to my house to get the car."

"I can't take electives."

Skipping classes is a common occurrence for Jing Jian.

It was getting dark, and the two of them took the path and walked under the bridge.

Jingjian found out that he had a new skin: "Old Yang, give me a skin."

"Pick it yourself."

"My brother has gone abroad, no one helps, I'm poor."

Seeing the occasion, he nibbled a piece of bread and looked at the homeless man sleeping under the bridge covered with a newspaper. He felt a sense of sympathy, so he left the bread in his hand to a frail-looking homeless man.

The skinny-looking tramp was still sleeping with a plain sack next to him.At this time, another very strong tramp came.

The strong tramp walked over, picked up the bread and kept it for himself, and kicked the thin tramp: "Hello."

"Hey!"

The thin homeless man opened his eyes, and dazedly showed one eye from the newspaper: "Huh?"

"This is my place."

"Oh."

The emaciated homeless huddled together, rolled out from the edge of the newspaper, backed to the edge, covered their face with one hand, and had a mask on.He was wearing a black cotton suit and a cotton ear pad, with only one pair of eyes showing, and his eyes were looking around, looking very uneasy.It looks like his clothes are not shabby, but his shoes are a little dirty.He threw away the newspaper, grabbed his sack and ran.

The sack could hold a winter quilt, and only a thin rope was used to fasten the mouth of the bag. It was bulging and seemed to be stuffed with a lot of stuff.

The wind from the riverside blew over and ripped off the cotton hat of the homeless man. His long hair was scattered, and it turned out to be a girl.

She put on her hat again, carried the sack all the way, and found the most deserted supper stall in front of her door.

"I want a pancake fruit."

Her voice was small, waxy, and timid.

The horn of the stall owner is still playing "Selling Pancakes and Fruits".

The stall owner scooped a spoonful of batter and spread it out: "What do you want to add?"

The girl held the sack with one hand and covered the mask with the other, and repeated in a low voice, "A pancake fruit."

The boss has already spread the eggs: "What's in it?"

"A pancake fruit."

"..." The boss collapsed, "Do you want tenderloin?"

The girl thought for a while: "Yes."

"Do you want ham?"

Her voice was soft and soft: "Yes."

The shortbread and eggs were originally standard. The boss added tenderloin and ham to her, and asked, "Do you want fat intestines?"

The girl shook her head: "No." She said, "There is also a pancake fruit."

boss:"……"

Because it was too weird, the boss took a second look and found that the girl was very weird, covering her face and looking around.

The boss looked at it and explained, "The tenderloin and fat sausages are not sold separately, or they are added to the pancake fruit." This girl probably eats the pancake fruit for the first time.

"Oh." It turns out that there is no fruit in the pancake fruit.

The boss sprinkled chopped green onion, rolled up the cake, and put it in a bag for her: "Here, pancake fruit."

She stretched out two fingers from her big sleeves and quickly took them: "Thank you, how much?"

The boss said: "11 yuan."

She untied the rope from the sack and drew a note from it.

The boss glanced at it inadvertently, then froze.

The sack is full of money...

　*****
　　good morning
　　
　
(End of this chapter)