Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

Jiang Zitong couldn't pretend to be stupid any more, he reached out to take the blueprint that Shan Yuting handed over again, and looked at it carefully.

"Pen."

After a rough sweep, Jiang Zitong stretched out her hand to Shan Yuting, but her eyes remained on the drawing.

Shan Yuting raised his eyebrows, took out a signed autograph from his suit pocket, and handed it over with a pen.

Jiang Zitong looked up at the pen in his hand, confiscated it, and went straight to Shan Yuting: "I don't want a pen, I want a pencil, a neutral fountain pen. The pencil needs 2B, the fountain pen needs blue black and red, and a 0 nib." I guess you don’t have any here, you can ask the secretary outside, and get a triangle and ruler by the way.”

Since she decided to help, Jiang Zitong naturally had to show a professional attitude, but she had her own preferences when it came to using pens.

For example: the nib of 0 is required for fountain pens, because the writing is delicate; the color is usually blue and black, because the black is too rigid, and the blue is too ugly...

Shan Yuting quickly asked Zheng Qiwei to deliver what Jiang Zitong wanted, seeing that she was working hard and he didn't want to disturb her, so he turned back to his desk.

As the saying goes, when men and women match, work is not tiring.

The office is terribly quiet, only the sound of papers being turned and "rustling".

After Shan Yuting signed the project document in his hand, when he inadvertently looked up, he found that Jiang Zitong sat on the ground at some point.

Her two legs were unscrupulously stretched out under the coffee table, swaying slightly from side to side; on the coffee table, the glass surface was covered with blueprints, which looked very messy.

However, Jiang Zitong was in it, and he was particularly leisurely and contented, wishing he could spread out as many things as there was space.

Jiang Zitong took a closer look at the blueprints. These are things that will become reality in the future. It may be a little bit worse on paper, but it may be a lot worse in reality.

As the old saying goes: A tiny bit of error makes a huge difference.

During the period, Jiang Zitong's phone received a new message, which vibrated on the glass coffee table.

Jiang Zitong clicked on the interface, saw a red dot on Luo Mingqiu's profile picture, and immediately poked it in: "Good news, you have been shortlisted for the post-screening and my favorite actress nominations."

"really?"

Jiang Zitong hurriedly replied to Luo Mingqiu's message, but she didn't expect her luck to be quite good.

"I just received an invitation letter for the award ceremony, it says you are a shortlisted guest, it can be false."

After Luo Mingqiu's text was sent, it was followed by a message, which was a picture, and the words "invitation letter" were bright and golden.

"However, the scale of this grand ceremony is relatively large, and the lineup is relatively luxurious. At most, you are just a running companion. However, there is also an advantage, which can open your eyes and let the big guys know that you are a little transparent."

"It is already very good to be shortlisted, which shows that the industry still recognizes me."

Jiang Zitong has only been in the industry for a long time, and it was already a pleasant surprise to win two awards last year. How can good luck always favor her.

What's more, with so many seniors leading the way, it will take her at least a few years to catch up.

After chatting with Luo Mingqiu, Jiang Zitong took a peek at Shan Yuting, seeing his serious face and frowning, thinking that he must be bothered by work.

She forwarded the photo of the invitation letter she just received to Shan Yuting, and wrote: "Look, look, the invitation letter for the grand ceremony."

Shan Yuting took out his phone and looked at it, then looked up at Jiang Zitong who was a few steps away from him.

Two people are in the same room, still using WeChat to communicate?

Seeing Shan Yuting looking back and forth between her and the phone, Jiang Zitong couldn't help sending another message: "Hurry up and watch."

Shan Yuting looked at Jiang Zitong again, and saw that she had tapped his phone to him, so he had no choice but to click on it to read, Chasing Waves TV Festival, guest invitation letter.

"That's right, congratulations, do you have a prize?"

Shan Yuting held up the phone and answered it seriously, as if the two of them were far away from each other.

"No, it's just shortlisted, but I'm also very open. I'll treat you to dinner at night, and you pay the bill!"

"it is good."

After a brief exchange between the two, they looked at the work and drawings in hand again.

In the evening, because Jiang Zitong was happy, he drank some wine, took Shan Yuting to the night market, played small games, and held a bunch of rewards in his arms, smiling from ear to ear.

Later, when she saw a child, she handed out a prize in her hand. In the end, there were many children chasing after her for the prize, but there were not enough prizes. Shan Yuting had to call Zheng Qiwei and ask him to sweep a cart of toys to give away. Come here for help.

Within a few days, the Chasing Waves TV Festival made an official announcement on Weibo, and uploaded the list of award nominees one after another.

In the list, although the rankings are not in particular order, but Jiang Zitong happens to be the one at the end of the crane, and the people who eat melons start chatting together in an instant.

However, it was soon discovered that among the shortlisted guests were a few veteran entertainers, as well as popular coffee-level entertainers, and of course Jiang Yurou, who was a supermodel and was changing careers, was indispensable.

The sisters are fighting on the same stage, this is a good show!

It's unknown who will win the game!