Sky-high offer letter: the president's contract girlfriend

An Qingqing smiled, "Xixi takes good care of me, why should I help her, this time I came here to talk to her about the future."

Yu Qingli said, "What will happen in the future?"

"The last play is about to be aired, and now the TV station wants to ask her to do a few shows to promote it. If you can't find her, everyone will come to me." Since Yang Xixi didn't plan to act, she changed her contact information, as Her manager, An Qingqing's phone calls were almost off the hook during this time.

Yu Qingli thought for a while, then shook her hand and smiled, "I don't understand your affairs, you can ask Xixi later."

At this time, Yang Xixi opened the door and came out. Her hair was not combed yet, it looked messy, and she got into the bathroom all at once, "Wait for me a little longer, don't worry."

Yu Qingli said: "Then Lao Yang and I will go shopping for vegetables, and we will stay for lunch at noon."

An Qingqing nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I heard that uncle's craftsmanship is very good. It seems to be raining, auntie brings an umbrella."

After talking with Yang Xixi, Yu Qingli took Yang Lixiu out to buy groceries.An Qingqing took a look around the apartment, and said to herself, "This house is really nice, when will I get one."

Hearing what she said, Yang Xixi interjected, "Ask Xiao Hua to buy it for you. He's the boss now, so it's not like he can't afford it."

An Qingqing walked to the door of the bathroom and leaned against the door wall, "Do you think everyone is the same as yours? Just take a shot and it's a villa or apartment? We don't have the foundation to splurge like that."

Yang Xixi squinted at her, "Are you here to cry poor?"

"It's all seen by you, alas."

Yang Xixi saw An Qingqing put on a pitiful look, and couldn't help laughing: "So?"

An Qingqing's gloomy eyes lit up instantly, "So you want to help the poor, go out of the mountain."

Yang Xixi washed her face, looked at her haggard face in the mirror, took two deep breaths, and said, "What kind of mountain is it? I'm not Zhuge Liang."

Sometimes it's completely psychological. The more Yang Xixi looks at herself now, the more she feels that something is wrong. In fact, in the eyes of others, there is no difference. At most, she looks like she hasn't slept enough.

An Qingqing stepped aside for her, and handed her the milk on the table like a treasure, "For our future, why don't you consider it? It wasn't like this attitude before?"

Yang Xixi paused when she took the milk, and a look of sadness flashed in her eyes. The careless An Qingqing didn't notice it at all. She continued to turn on the persuasion mode, "How about we go to a show? People ask me every day."

Why doesn't she want to go?Only now she can't speak.She is not an artist of any company now, and no one has arranged activities for her. It is up to her whether to participate or not.

Yang Xixi sat there, lowered her head and drank two sips of milk, thinking about the reason, "It's too troublesome, I don't know how to be on the show at all, I will definitely make a joke."

An Qingqing didn't take it seriously, "How is it possible, there will be a host here."

Yang Xixi turned her head to look at her, frowned and asked, "Why did you suddenly remember to tell me this? Who asked you to come?"

An Qingqing was taken aback, then sat down slowly, her eyes flickering, "I... I remembered it myself, I found that I am still very suitable to be a manager, um, that's right."

Yang Xixi looked at An Qingqing who didn't dare to look her in the eyes, and then she understood, "You said last night that the show was going to air, how could it be so fast?" According to An Qingqing's time, isn't it her birthday?