After she wears it back

Chapter 252 Director Wang

Listening to his words, Shi Yiqing calmed down a little.

"Brother Yuchen, the Cheng family wouldn't deliberately target you, right? I heard that the Cheng family seems to have a lot of background in the capital. What if Cheng Lingdang's father refuses to let him go?"

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I will take care of it myself."

Shi Yiqing deliberately shied away for a long time before agreeing.

After hanging up the phone, she let out a long sigh of relief.

If she had known this was the case, she shouldn't have had a conflict with Cheng Lingdang.

It would be nice if everything happened before the start.

Before Shi Yaoguang, she met Cheng Lingdang and made friends with her

In this way, she would not be in the situation she is today.

Shi Yiqing's eyes suddenly brightened with regretful thoughts.

It is not without chance to reverse the ending now.

Cheng Lingdang was targeted by Leng Yuchen's people and almost died on the spot.

She can't show up at this time, but that doesn't mean others can't!
in case……

Cheng Lingdang mistakenly believed that Shi Yaoguang was in charge of all this, what would happen?
At that time, even if they recognize the wrong person, the friendship between Cheng Lingdang and Shi Yaoguang cannot last long.

When the time comes when she sneaks in again, Cheng Lingdang still has no heart for her?
As long as she has a good relationship with Cheng Lingdang, there is no fear that Mrs. Xiao will not accept apprentices.

Thinking of this, Shi Yiqing suddenly showed a bright smile.

The plan works, the only thing she needs to consider now is how to make Cheng Lingdang believe in herself.

……

Xiao family.

After Shi Yaoguang left, Cheng Lingdang was dragged to the study by Mrs. Xiao.

After taking the real estate certificate from the study, the two went to the basement together.

"Grandma, what are we doing here?"

"I'll show you the real guy." Madam Xiao said rather mysteriously.

"Really?" Cheng Lingdang widened his eyes, looked around, and then asked in a low voice: "Grandma, the real guy you're talking about, could it be..."

She made a gesture of shooting, and blinked secretly.

Mrs. Xiao was speechless, "What are you thinking? Aren't you going to open a studio? I just want you to experience the atmosphere of the studio in advance."

When Cheng Lingdang heard the words, he was immediately disappointed: "So it's this guy, I thought..."

"What do you think?" Mrs. Xiao said as she walked, and gave Cheng Lingdang a general introduction to the equipment needed for fragrance mixing and other precautions.

The more Cheng Lingdang listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Grandma, why are you telling me these things?"

Mrs. Xiao took it for granted, "You want to open a studio, so I can't tell you all of this?"

"But..." Cheng Lingdang said coyly: "Even if I want to open a studio, you don't have to tell me all this. I just want to open a studio, not a science popularization business."

Mrs. Xiao showed a meaningful smile: "Little Bell, do you think opening a studio is as simple as talking about it?"

"No, what else?"

Cheng Lingdang asked back with no idea.

Madam Xiao smiled.

"Opening a studio requires a lot of things to deal with, but...you are still young, and grandma won't let you do everything by yourself."

Cheng Lingdang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Mrs. Xiao continued: "Although I won't let you do everything yourself, you still have to do what you should do."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Lingdang had a blank expression.

"It means..." Mrs. Xiao knocked on the table, "You have grown up, you should master these things by yourself."

Cheng Lingdang: "..."

She suddenly had a mournful face, and said aggrievedly: "Then you still didn't help me with anything?"

"If I have to do everything by myself, wouldn't I be exhausted?"

Mrs. Xiao asked back: "Then you think it's okay to be bullied?"

"Even if Shi Yiqing has dealt with you like that, she even almost killed you, it doesn't matter to you at all, you don't take this matter to heart at all?"

"how can that be?"

Cheng Lingdang gave a negative answer without even thinking about it.

Mrs. Xiao continued to look at her, "Since you think so, then tell me, is there a problem with grandma asking you to do it yourself?"

"Only by doing it yourself can you ensure that the prescription in your hand will not leak out."

Cheng Lingdang pursed her lips, "Isn't that a suspicion of self-preservation?"

"How can this be called self-preservation?" Mrs. Xiao explained to her helplessly: "Only by ensuring the integrity of the secret recipe can it be guaranteed to be passed on."

"Grandma asked you to hold the prescription, not just to let you cherish your broom and never tell anyone else."

"But I want you to carry it forward as conditions permit."

"When the fragrance reaches a certain level, even if there is no recipe left before, the perfumer can still make a better spice recipe."

Cheng Lingdang nodded half-understanding: "I understand."

Mrs. Xiao stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair: "It's okay that little Lingdang can't understand now, one day you will understand grandma's good intentions."

……

Cheng Lingdang was overwhelmed by Mrs. Xiao's words, and spent the rest of the time in the fragrance room, settling down to listen carefully to her grandmother's teachings.

Shi Yaoguang was not idle when she retreated to learn how to mix perfume.

Not only was she not idle, she also had business delivered to her door.

"You are Miss Shi, right?"

After school that day, a middle-aged man with mid-length hair and a beard stood at the school gate and called Shi Yaoguang to stop him.

Shi Yaoguang took a careful look at the other person's attire, and made sure that he had no impression of him, so he asked his identity: "I am Shi Yaoguang, may I ask who you are?"

"Hi Miss Shi, I'm a director."

The middle-aged man introduced himself, "My name is Wang Zhehai. To put it bluntly, I am a very experienced director..."

When Shi Yaoguang heard his name, he finally figured out this number one person from his mind.

Wang Zhehai, the top gold medal director in the entertainment industry.

There are many famous works directed by him. Whether it is a movie or a TV series, after it is broadcast, it has a good reputation at the box office.

"Director Wang, I have admired your name for a long time."

As Shi Yaoguang said, he stretched out his hand.

Wang Zhehai looked at her outstretched hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

Shi Yaoguang looked at him silently shrinking his hands back, and raised his eyebrows: "You are..."

Wang Zhehai was a little embarrassed.

He wiped the back of his hand on his body, and stretched out tremblingly, "Excuse me for interrupting..."

Shi Yaoguang looked at his hand that was shaking into Parkinson's, and touched it with his fingertips helplessly, which was regarded as a handshake.

Wang Zhehai watched her withdraw her hand, obviously heaved a sigh of relief.

The corner of Shi Yaoguang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help asking: "Director, you seem to be very afraid of me?"

"No." Wang Zhehai waved his hands again and again, "I...I'm just a little nervous."

(End of this chapter)