I don't want to live again

Chapter 125 Chapter 125
When he returned to the hotel, Song Qingcheng was carrying a few bags in his hands, which were gifts for his girlfriend.

Think about it, when she just left Song Jiancheng's house, Song Xueyi had a look of reluctance.

Perhaps for her, the feeling of not seeing each other for a long time made her just want to spend more time with Song Qingcheng.

With a sigh of relief, Song Qingcheng still has a lot of things to deal with when he leaves Beijing tomorrow.

There was a knock on the door, he went to open the door, and Wang Luohua walked in.

She was still dressed in the same clothes as before, with a bag in her hand. When she came in, she smiled: "Boss, get a haircut now?"

"Eat first, we'll talk to you when you come back." Song Qingcheng shook his head.

Wang Luohua closed the door, nodded and said: "I know a good restaurant, you must like it."

"What kind of food are you eating?" Song Qingcheng glanced at her with some interest.

Wang Luohua pursed her lips and smiled: "Secret!"

"Then let's go." Song Qingcheng nodded and left with her.

She is 1.6 meters tall, but wearing [-] cm high-heeled boots, she is similar in height to Song Qingcheng.

When the two got into the car, Song Qingcheng took a look at her and took the initiative to drive.

"I was wearing these shoes when I was driving." Wang Luohua sensed what Song Qingcheng meant, took out a pair of white shoes from under the seat, and shook them.

Song Qingcheng nodded: "Let's go, you can show the way."

At the beginning of 2001, the number of cars in Beijing was not so large, so the roads were not so congested.

The car came from the North Third Ring Road to the South Third Ring Road, where there is a food street.

After parking the car, Wang Luohua took him inside. There were quite a few shops on the street, and there was a big restaurant in the middle. He looked at it and was taken aback.

"Boss, let's go in." Wang Luohua said softly.

The two walked inside and sat down.

This is a restaurant run by people from Tenghai, which specializes in Tenghai vegetables. There are all kinds of seafood and a lot of oysters at the door.

Song Qingcheng didn't return to Linshan much during this period, but he really missed the taste of his hometown.

He ordered more than a dozen dishes in one go, and ordered three bowls of braised noodles. When he put down the menu, Song Qingcheng looked at Wang Luohua: "Do you have anything to add?"

"No, I don't eat much, and I'm not familiar with Linshan cuisine, so I just listen to the boss." Wang Luohua shook his head, his voice was hoarse, but still nice.

The dishes were served one by one, and Song Qingcheng ordered a lot, including six catties of oysters, as well as various seafood from Linshan, and large silkworm chrysalis.

Wang Luohua ate the oysters, squinted her eyes, and praised: "Boss, the taste is really good."

"How did you find this store?" Song Qingcheng looked at Wang Luohua in surprise.

Wang Luohua smiled: "It was introduced by a friend."

"Eat more, this is Pipi shrimp, and this is swimming crab." Song Qingcheng nodded and turned to look out the window.

The neon is flickering, and the light is flickering slightly, revealing a coolness.

Wang Luohua lowered his head to eat, praised her, Song Qingcheng glanced at her and said, "Don't you try this big silkworm chrysalis?"

"Don't dare to eat it!" Wang Luohua shook his head, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, did not force her, and ate slowly by himself.

After the start of this semester, he hasn't been back yet. Thinking about it, it's been nearly half a year, and this taste of hometown reverberates in his mouth, and he always has indescribable satisfaction.

Wang Luohua looked at his face, thought for a while, and lowered his head to taste one.

It wasn't as scary as imagined, and it was delicious, tender and juicy, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Boss, our TV series is ready to be filmed and the approval documents have been obtained. However, when I went today, Director Zhang was not there. I asked about it, and someone told me that he seemed to have made a mistake and accepted the review."

Wang Luohua said softly, and Song Qingcheng smiled: "Don't worry about that kind of stuff, just eat well."

"Understood, so when will the filming of "The Immortal Sword" be filmed?" Wang Luohua asked with anticipation.

Song Qingcheng thought for a while and said, "Let's write the script first."

"I'm already getting someone to write it, and it will be written after the new year. I'll let the boss take a look at it." Wang Luohua smiled.

Song Qingcheng nodded. At this time of shooting the Immortal Sword, the people he can use cannot be those from the previous life, after all, they are still too young, or... Han Jiaren can.

She is beautiful, but the language is a bit difficult, but this is not the most important problem.

Or find a few more actors from South Korea?That's a good idea too, just go back and dub it.

Thinking about these things, he ate a meal slowly.

The fragrance of plum blossoms is floating, making people feel peaceful, and the fragrance is far and elegant.

Wang Luohua didn't eat much. After eating, she leaned against the seat and looked at Song Qingcheng slowly.

Until he put down his chopsticks and said softly: "Let's go, we're going back."

It was a bit cold on the street, got into the car, Song Qingcheng drove all the way back to the hotel.

The lights are feasting, and there are many people on the road. On such a night, I don’t know how many people will get drunk, how many people’s youth will be broken, and how many people’s love and hatred will be sacrificed.

No one pays attention to the darkness behind the prosperity. Just like what Wang Luohua once said, there are always some people who struggle in the shadows all their lives and cannot walk into the light.

Song Qingcheng has walked into such a night more than once. In his previous life, he was a billionaire, so it can be said that he is a group of people at the top, so he has a lot of experience.

Back at the hotel, Song Qingcheng moved a chair and sat in the bathroom.The tools Wang Luohua wears are very professional, and she also has a white overalls.

Covering him, she wet his hair first.

His hair is indeed long and has covered his ears, but it is not messy, which makes him look a bit more unique.

Wang Luohua cut his hair. Her skills were really good. After trimming, he looked more handsome and even designed a style.

Song Qingcheng looked at himself in the mirror, startled.

His appearance has changed slightly, and it is indeed somewhat different from the previous life.

This change is more about temperament, but there are also some differences in details. Perhaps this is the change brought about by rebirth.

Wang Luohua looked at him, there was a bit of sunshine in his handsomeness, and he was calm and charming.

"Boss, let me wash your hair." Wang Luohua asked.

He nodded, sat on the edge of the bathtub, lowered his head, she adjusted the water temperature, and washed his hair with the shower, very focused.

After she dried his hair for him and dried it with a hair dryer, she picked up the broken hair on the floor.

Song Qingcheng sat in the living room, thought about it, and began to write plans.

Planning the plan for the coming year, he is not worried about funding issues now, the cash flow of Jiuding Games is amazing.

He wrote about Ali, Ctrip, and Tencent, all of which are acceptable, and there are many domestic industries that can be invested.

There is also Yunxin, which he is concerned about. This is the focus of the future, and it also needs an online payment license. This requires the help of Song Jiancheng, but there is no hurry, he still has some time to operate.

When Wang Luohua came out, she had already tidied up. Under the light, her face became more and more swaying, and her red lips were always so intense.

"Boss, I'm going back, so I won't delay your rest." Wang Luohua said lightly.

Song Qingcheng glanced at her and nodded: "Tomorrow we will go back to Donghai together. Pay attention to the actors and directors. I will write to you."

"Boss, don't worry, I remember everything. The plane is at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. We will meet at the airport at nine o'clock." Wang Luohua responded.

Song Qingcheng sent her down, and when she got on the bus, she changed her shoes, and there were black stockings under the shoes, which vaguely hooked her snow-white skin, making him squint his eyes.

Wang Luohua put on her shoes, waved her hand, and left.

Back in the room, Song Qingcheng couldn't fall asleep for a while, he thought about it, and called Xu Jiani, she had already returned to the capital, but he really didn't have time to see her.

After thinking about it, I felt a little dry for a while, so I called her.

"Husband, what's the matter, are you still busy?" Xu Jiani's voice sounded, very straightforward, but also very gentle.

Song Qingcheng smiled: "No, I went back to the hotel and bought you a gift, come here."

"Okay! I miss you so much, but I didn't dare to call you because I was afraid of delaying your business." Xu Jiani became excited, smiled lowly, and was very happy.

Song Qingcheng told her the address, put down the phone, and continued to sort out the planning book.

Xu Jiani came quite quickly, arriving in just over half an hour.

When she entered the door, she was wearing a pair of red boots, which were below her knees, and red leggings on her legs, which made her legs look very long.

"Husband..." Xu Jiani jumped into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, bowed her head and kissed a few times.

Song Qingcheng supported her, walked into the room, sat down and said softly: "Ni, did you tell your parents to come out?"

"Okay, let's just say I'm going to a friend's house, and I won't be going back tonight." Xu Jiani smiled, very happy.

Song Qingcheng took a bag from one side and put it in her arms: "For you."

Inside the bag is a windbreaker, a white windbreaker, very fashionable, and a bunch of stockings.

After taking a look, Xu Jiani laughed, with an indescribable charm.

Smiling, she hugged his neck and kissed him on the face a few times.

"Then I'll wear it now..." Xu Jiani lowered her head, pressing her forehead against his, her delicate facial features breathed like blue.

Song Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.

Xu Jiani's legs are really long, with a height of 1.7 meters, she looks good no matter what socks she wears.

The night is shrouded, the chill is floating, and the night in the capital is still cold.

It's just that Song Qingcheng's quilt was warm, and Xu Jiani hugged his waist, sweating profusely, and his whole body had a special smell.

"Honey, I'll take you to the airport tomorrow, okay?" Xu Jiani whispered, rubbing her face on his chest.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, and kept stroking her body with his hands: "No need, it's cold, you can sleep a little longer, and just leave the room after getting up."

"Then when will you come again? Do you want to meet my parents?" Xu Jiani looked into his eyes expectantly.

Song Qingcheng smiled, and kissed her on the face a few times: "After the new year, I can't come before the year. I will come over on the third and fourth day of the new year, just in time to meet your parents."

"Husband, you are so kind!" Xu Jiani cheered.

Song Qingcheng hugged her tightly. Her request was actually not high, and she seemed to have compromised with her current status, so if he could promise her, he would do his best.

Xu Jiani hugged him tightly, her mouth was grinning, her teeth were very neat.

"What do your parents like?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Xu Jiani shook her head: "There is no need to buy gifts, husband, as long as you can come."

"Abduct you if you don't buy it?" Song Qingcheng smiled, and changed the subject: "Buy two bottles of wine?"

Xu Jiani kissed him on the chest a few times and said, "Husband, my dad likes cigars, you can just buy him a box, and my mom likes silk scarves."

"Understood, then wash up and sleep." Song Qingcheng said softly.

Xu Jiani shook her head: "I won't wash anymore, I'm tired, go to bed early."

Song Qingcheng kissed her hair and forehead again, and slowly fell asleep.

The woman's fragrance floated, making him peaceful all night.

When he woke up, it was daylight. When Song Qingcheng got up, Xu Jiani was still asleep. He smiled, cleaned up, and went out for a run.

The sky in the capital was still gloomy, but luckily it wasn't snowing. He walked around the road for four to ten minutes.

When he came back, he didn't buy breakfast, there was breakfast in the hotel, and he was going to eat it with Xu Jiani.

Xu Jiani just woke up, still lying on the bed, in a daze, when she saw him coming, she hugged him directly.

"Let me take a shower first, I'm sweating all over." Song Qingcheng said softly, and patted her arm.

Xu Jiani shook her head: "I don't have time, it actually smells good..."

Song Qingcheng left the hotel without even eating breakfast, but Xu Jiani fell asleep again, and the smell of chestnut flowers floated in the room, blending into the light fragrance.

When they arrived at the airport, it was already past nine o'clock, and Wang Luohua and Miao Miao sat on the chairs on one side and waited.

This time Wang Luohua bought a first-class cabin. The three of them were waiting in the waiting room. Miao Miao sat beside Song Qingcheng and said, "Boss, I want to play Yang Xiuqin."

"You have a good eye! But you still have to audition, Sister Hua has the final say on this matter." Song Qingcheng said softly.

Miao Miao looked at Wang Luohua, she smiled, "You don't want to play Tian Yu?"

"I can't control that role, and my acting skills are not enough. Compared with Yang Xiuqin, although there are not many roles, it is easier to shine and make people remember."

Miao Miao nodded, and Wang Luohua smiled and said, "Go back and think about it carefully, and you will be more confident when you audition."

"Sister Hua, just help me, I will definitely behave well." Miao Miao shook Wang Luohua's arm.

Wang Luohua pouted at Song Qingcheng, and Miao Miao looked at him again, and he smiled: "What am I doing? Well, in principle, it's you, but if you don't perform well, you can't use it.

Our first play must be perfect, otherwise the level of the whole play will be lowered. If Sister Hua thinks you can do it, then that's fine. I have no objections. "

Miao Miao cheered, and Wang Luohua reached out and tapped her forehead and said, "The boss said so, and my pressure will be even greater, if you don't perform well, I will definitely not use you.

After the new year, you will audition. Take your storyboard script back and think about it during this period. In principle, it is you, but it still depends on whether you are suitable. If you are not suitable, don’t force it.

"Sword" must have a role for you, and it must be the main role. Anyway, there are only a few outstanding female roles, and I will leave them to our own actors. "

"Thank you, Sister Hua!" Miao Miao said seriously.

Wang Luohua blinked at her, and pouted at Song Qingcheng, Miao Miao quickly said, "Thank you boss!"

Song Qingcheng glanced at her, shook his head, said nothing, and ignored her.

(End of this chapter)