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Chapter 66 Brother, I have something to ask you for help.
"Agree!" Qiao Ning's eyes lit up, "Why not make money if you have it?"

Song Mo frowned slightly, "He wants to use the gimmick of the real and fake daughter to create conflicts."

"I know." Qiao Ning's eyes brightened, "He wants traffic, and I also want money!"

"Besides, weren't you calculated to pay liquidated damages for no reason? Are you crazy?"

"How about we cheat him again?"

Song Mowei's eyes moved slightly, "Say."

"Since it is a family variety show, and it is geared toward brothers and sisters, Song Moshen is definitely indispensable." A hint of evil appeared in Qiao Ning's eyes, "He is the president of the group, so the program team cannot embarrass him. At the same time, it is full of gimmicks."

Song Mowei: "...He won't agree."

He, of course, refers to Song Mo Shen.

Qiao Ning snapped her fingers and said confidently, "Don't worry, I'll talk to him."

"You and Gu Yangzhi discuss the appearance fee. If you want more, we will split Song Mo Shen's share equally."

Song Mowei was dubious, "I'll give it a try."

After eating, Gu Xingyan was driven away by Song Mowei.

Qiao Ning returned to the room with her cell phone and made a call to Song Moshen.

"what's up?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was low and rational.

"Brother, I have something to ask you for help." Qiao Ning called and rummaged for something, "Mo Wei and I have an invitation to a live variety show in a few days, and we want you to participate."

There weren't many things in the cabinet, so Qiao Ning took out a plastic bag.

I put the plastic bag on the table and made a loud clatter when I opened it.

"Qiao Ning, what are you doing?"

Qiao Ning opened the plastic bag, took out a stack of yellow paper, and a bottle of cinnabar, and answered Song Moshen's words, "Nothing, I found something. Brother, will you join?"

"Why should I participate?" Song Mo Shen's tone was more elevated and he seemed to be in a good mood, "Give me a reason."

"Oh, I originally wanted to remind you of a certain contract, but I was worried that you would suffer heavy losses..."

Song Moshen interrupted Qiao Ning, "Okay."

"What?" Qiao Ning quickly walked to the living room with her cell phone and turned on the loudspeaker, "The signal was not good just now, what did you say?"

The smile flashed across Song Mowei's eyes.

The phone was put out, and Song Moshen's voice spread throughout the living room.

"I said, I accept the invitation."

'Snapped'

Qiao Ning hung up the call and looked at Song Mowei, "What did Gu Yangzhi say?"

"He promised to add an extra million."

"In other words, our current appearance fee is 250 million. Song Mo Shen's appearance fee is 1000 million. If it can be divided equally, it will be 750 million for each person."

Qiao Ning counted lightly with her fingers, "No wonder the average number of people in the entertainment industry is 208. This calculation is correct."

However, there are still very few who can stand out.

If it weren't for their gimmicks and traffic, they would never have had their turn.

Song Mo slightly raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Ning, slightly curious, "You must have made a lot of money from your live broadcast, right? After the praise from Jingcheng Entertainment, your popularity must have reached a higher level?"

Qiao Ning spread her hands and said, "I want to relax for two days recently, so I haven't broadcast live."

"You are a Buddhist." Song Mowei complained, "By the way, I heard that Mr. Zhao is targeting you because of me. I'm sorry."

Qiao Ning waved his hand, "He can only talk quickly without any threat at all. Besides, it's not you who instigated it, so there is no need to apologize."

Master said, "If you trace the cause and effect, you will have your own fault."

It is also commonly known as every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.

She wouldn't act like a mad dog and bite anyone she caught.

Song Mo curled his lips slightly, "You think differently than I do." She thought she would be targeted, and even if she quit the Song family in time, she would be dissatisfied.

I never thought that Qiao Ning would be so pure that he didn't look like a daughter who returned to a wealthy family.

In other words, Qiao Ning is too stupid and too pure.

Song Mowei even suspected that Qiao Ning could be abducted by a stranger's candy. She would have to keep an eye on Qiao Ning in the future.

Qiao Ning didn't care and took the phone. Guessing that Nan Lingxi had used up WeChat, she logged on.

[s: See you in the box of Shizhai 888 tomorrow night. ]
Qiao Ning: "???"

Is this dog more used to being dictatorial than the eldest young master?
Didn't you discuss it with her when you met?
Isn’t it said that the uncle is the one who owes money?
Why doesn't she look like her at all?

Qiao Ning complained happily in her heart, but her fingers made a cute "OK" emoticon in a very "backbone" way.

at the same time.

Villa Violet.

Nan Lingxi's eyes widened when she saw the sudden withdrawal of WeChat.

"Depend on!"

She hasn't finished talking to Shang Buyu yet!

Shang Buyu wouldn't say anything to cheat, would he?

Nan Lingxi's hands and feet were cold. She hurriedly opened her phone's address book and opened the Shang Buyu's phone number she had just saved.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ning Ning logged in to WeChat. You didn't say anything dangerous just now, right?"

"No."

Nan Lingxi hung up the phone and was completely relieved.

……

……

"What do you mean? You promised me back then and now you want to go back on it? Do you know how much I sacrificed to get this variety show invitation?"

Chen Qian dropped the bag on the table, and the glass on the table was smashed to the ground.

The boy on the sofa was fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright red hair, wearing a sleeveless shirt, his legs crossed, and playing games on his mobile phone.

"Chen Wang! Speak!"

Chen Qian was hysterical, the expression on his face was broken and ferocious.

"I said, give me 20, and I will go with you." Chen Wang's nimble fingers and nonchalant attitude were in sharp contrast to Chen Qian's madness.

"20? You are a high school student, what do you want 20?"

"It's my friend's birthday, and I have to give him a gift." Chen Wang threw his phone on the sofa. The phone showed defeat. He raised his head with a mocking look on his face, "His family is rich, and I will go to his birthday party. Can’t you give me something worth a few hundred yuan?”

"How much money do you have at home for you?" Chen Qian yelled at Chen Wang, "If you don't study hard now, how can you make friends? You are not in the same circle, so what's the use of squeezing in?"

Chen Wang rolled his eyes and looked Chen Qian up and down with a disdainful expression, "Did you study hard when you were a child? Didn't you also go to college?"

"What to wear!"

Chen Qian's throat felt sweet. Thousands of words were stuck in her chest. She found that she couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.

She had never studied well before.

I only regret it when I grow up, but what’s the use?

Chen Qian sneered. She would not persuade him any more. Everyone has their own destiny. All she wanted was to live a good life by herself. As for Chen Wang, if she didn't need his help, she would never care about him again. !
"Okay, Xiaoqian, your brother is still young and ignorant, so let him go." Seeing that the two of them stopped arguing, Tao Yuhuan walked out of the kitchen with a plate of cut fruits, acting as peacemaker.

"Xiao Qian, you earn more, it's only 20. It will be good for you to make a rich second-generation friend for Xiao Wang." Tao Yuhuan gave Chen Qian a piece of kiwi fruit, "Here, whitening one. I'll give it to you." Brother, he is already sixteen and has his own sense of proportion..."

Chen Qian took the kiwi fruit, lowered her eyes and bit it. She had to find time to go to the temple and find the book again.

The effect of the forbidden ghost silk was fading, and her mother had already favored her brother again.

This is not a good thing.

(End of this chapter)