Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

While talking, her friend brought over two cups of Coconut Latte and small desserts.

Jiang Zhai put down the coffee, heard her words, and said helplessly: "Miss Wen is right, I opened the store with passion at the beginning, and I didn't think too much about it. I understood it a few days after the opening, but the store has already opened, and it's too late. It cannot be turned off immediately."

Who knew the reality was so skinny.

Wen Qingyue took two sips of coffee, her eyes brightened slightly, "The coffee tastes very good, didn't you do a market research before opening the store?"

Fang Xiaoyuan pulled a stool for him and asked him to sit and chat with him.

There was no one in the store except them, Jiang Zhai took the opportunity to sit down, and said awkwardly: "Open the store with passion, without thinking, and without thinking about market research or anything."

Wen Qingyue nodded knowingly. She is rich and more artistic. She has not been severely beaten by the society, and her ideas are more innocent and ideal.

"It's okay, it will definitely be quieter at the beginning. I will take pictures of Yueyue later and upload them online. I have tens of thousands of fans. Once you promote it, there will be business." Fang Xiaoyuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him. with him.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows and joked, "You told me it's not for commercial use."

Fang Xiaoyuan stuck out her tongue, "Oh, it's really not commercial, it's invisible publicity, I don't charge for it."

Jiang Zhai hurriedly said: "I can pay the publicity fee, so that if the photos you take can attract [-] customers in one day, all the sales of that day will belong to you."

Fang Xiaoyuan hurriedly said: "Really? Then my share will also be given to Yueyue as a model fee."

The two looked at her with burning eyes, full of expectation.

Wen Qingyue was amused, put down her coffee and said, "As a photographer, you don't even need money, let me collect it alone, doesn't it seem that I am very materialistic?"

Fang Xiaoyuan was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hands to explain that he didn't mean it that way.

Wen Qingyue shook her head with a smile, "Just kidding, I don't need this little money. You can promote it as you like. I'm glad I can help you."

The two looked at each other, grinned, Fang Xiaoyuan turned on the camera, "Then I'll start taking pictures, Yueyue, how comfortable are you, I'll take pictures."

Wen Qingyue made an ok gesture, Jiang Zhai got up and wanted to get out of the way, Wen Qingyue looked up at him and said, "By the way, I'll give you a suggestion, since your store is in a retro style and deviates from the business district, the surrounding environment is not good. That’s right, why don’t you make the store a symbol of this place, maybe this place will become a scenic spot, and people will come to play slowly, so you don’t have to worry about the source of customers.”

"That's right, a girl like me who likes to take pictures wants to find a place where she can take pictures. Turn your store into a place to make pictures. Combined with your coffee making skills, the business will definitely be booming." Fang Xiaoyuan He said excitedly, as if he had already seen such a scene.

Seeing her appearance, Jiang Zhai shook his head with a smile, "Miss Wen, thank you for your opinion, I will take it seriously."

Wen Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled, sipping the coffee carefully.

After filming and leaving, the sky was already dark, and it was almost seven o'clock when we returned to the main urban area. Wen Qingyue sent Fang Xiaoyuan to her door, unexpectedly, she happened to run into Jian Ying, Wen Ziming and others.

Seeing the car she was driving, Li Shuanglin said in surprise: "Lamborghini, what a handsome car! When did your cousin, Jianying, meet such a rich friend?"

Jianying looked at Wen Qingyue in the driver's seat and remained silent, while Wen Ziming snorted coldly and remained silent.

Both of them knew in their hearts that this car probably belonged to that man. After all, it was a limited edition, and neither of them got it.

After Fang Xiaoyuan and Wen Qingyue said goodbye, they walked over. After approaching the three of them, Jianying asked, "Where did you go? You came back so late."

"Going to take a picture to relax."

As soon as the words fell, the Lamborghini had turned around and left without saying hello to them.

Wen Ziming squinted his eyes and snorted angrily. Fang Xiaoyuan felt uncomfortable when he heard him snort, and said with a sneer, "Why? You are allowed not to see others, and others are not allowed to not treat you?"

Wen Ziming looked at her with a slight frown.Fang Xiaoyuan raised her chin and snorted coldly like him, "What are you looking at? You are talking about you, you have no eyesight!"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and entered the room, and slammed the door, leaving the three of them in a daze.

The corners of Wen Ziming's mouth twitched slightly, Jianying smiled gloatingly, and Li Shuanglin asked, "When did you offend Xiaoyuan? She used to talk to Brother Ming, and she has never been so fierce."

Wen Ziming: "..."

Lamborghini shuttled through the busy road. It was the rush hour for get off work, and every section was blocked, but the magic was that all the cars kept a one-meter distance from Wen Qingyue.

Wen Qingyue didn't notice it at first until when she was waiting for a traffic light at a certain intersection, she found that there were no cars on both sides. Looking through the rearview mirror, the three lanes all took the initiative to keep a distance from her.

This phenomenon made her dumbfounded, and she also understood the thoughts of these car owners. Everyone is not blind, they recognize luxury cars, and they are afraid that they will not be able to pay for them if they encounter them.

At the next intersection after the green light, a car suddenly approached and drove close to her car. Wen Qingyue frowned and didn't care. She accelerated to open up such a dangerous distance, but she didn't want the other party to speed up in the same way. .

After going back and forth, Wen Qingyue immediately realized that the other party did it on purpose, most likely he was after her. It was a Bentley, and it was threatening her to be able to drive a luxury car at the same speed. Personal grievances, people who want to threaten her...

In an instant, Wen Qingyue already had the answer in her heart, and she glanced in front of her eyes. There are cars ahead of her, but if she doesn't get rid of the other party, she is afraid that something will happen.

After the car drove onto the overpass, Wen Qingyue turned the steering wheel violently, stepped on the accelerator, and controlled the car to drift out in an acrobatic way, sandwiched between the two cars and overtaking quickly.

The tires rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound, and white smoke was flying.

"Fuck! How did you drive? Don't die!"

Wen Qingyue left behind the terrified voices of the two car owners, and the Lamborghini passed by like a speeding car.

In the Bentley, Liu Nanchen watched her throw him away, and cursed angrily, telling the driver in charge to speed up and overtake, "Fuck! Hurry up and catch up!"

"Third Young Master can't do it, the car in front is blocked, so I can't drive through." The driver was sweating coldly, how could he have that kind of drifting skills.

Liu Nanchen was so angry that he gritted his teeth, opened the car window and yelled at the front, "Get out of the way for me, otherwise I will kill you!"

It was windy on the bridge and no one heard him, so he honked his horn angrily and told the driver to speed up.

The driver could only speed up. Seeing that they didn't care about them, the thousand-year-old car moved aside in fright. Bentley rushed out of the two cars and caught up with Wen Qingyue's car.

After getting off the overpass, Wen Qingyue glanced at the Bentley who was following her in the rearview mirror, and she grimaced, but the red light in front turned on, and passers-by were about to cross the zebra crossing, so she could only step on the brakes.

boom!As soon as Wen Qingyue stepped on the brakes, the Bentley crashed into it, and the car moved forward by two points. She also jumped forward under the inertia, the seat belt tightened instantly, and the airbag popped up.

Wen Qingyue's mind was a little dazed, and her tinnitus was buzzing. She raised her head slowly, squinting her eyes to see passers-by looking at her in unison. The noisy voice became clearer and clearer as the tinnitus disappeared.