You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"..."

Listening to the woman's elegant and gentle voice on the phone, Jiang Qiyu was stunned for a while, then tried to open her heavy eyelids, and blinked slowly.

After realizing the meaning of the words on the other side, she pursed her lips and replied:

"No, you made a mistake."

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he heard a chuckle from the woman on the other side, as if he had expected it:

"You don't want to know who I am?"

"Do not want to."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Qiyu's attitude is very firm, no one or anything can destroy her belief in Huilong Sect.

Carefully set the phone to the Do Not Disturb mode, and she fell asleep.

This time she slept until daylight, when she was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Sister Yu, it's time for Sister Yu to get up! Yu—"

When Yu Xiaoyu saw her artist opened the door and yawned, she came to open the door. Her professionalism made her take a step forward to block the unpainted and expressionless face.

The two rushed through the door quickly.

"Sister Yu, hurry up and pack up, Sister Chen said that she has to meet someone today."

"See you again?!"

While stretching, Jiang Qiyu froze.

Wasn't she a dislike before?Why is it still a sweet potato now?

Seeing her displeasure, Yu Xiaoyu hurriedly said:

"It's a big man. Sister Chen has already gone to see him first. Let me hurry up and ask you to come with me."

"Big man?"

Jiang Qiyu rolled her eyes while brushing her teeth when she heard the words, and said vaguely:

"What's the matter with the big man? Many people in this world admire Qiang, but I'm not like them."

After she finished rinsing her mouth, Yu Xiaoyu handed over a wet towel thoughtfully, leaned against the door and asked puzzledly:

"Then what do you admire, Miss Yu?"

After taking the wet towel and wiping her face, Jiang Qiyu looked at the little assistant by the bathroom door with a refreshed face, showing her white teeth:

"I am Murong Yunhai."

"..."

Yu Xiaoyu held back the urge to roll her eyes, and pursed her mouth and said:

"Sister Yu, don't be poor, you can do whatever you want, change your clothes quickly!"

-

With Yu Xiaoyu, the all-round life assistant, the two quickly cleaned up.

Jiang Qiyu was fully armed and got into the nanny car that had been waiting at the entrance of the hotel, and the two went straight to the location sent by Sister Chen.

It is also a private reception club, even more upscale than the one I went to before.

After entering the gate, we drove for a further distance, and the buildings and environment along the way made people feel relaxed and happy.

In S City, where every inch of land is expensive, build a private club with such a large area.

It seems that what they are going to meet today is indeed a big shot.

Turning around the garden landscape, they arrived at the entrance of a building with a sense of design. From a distance, they saw Sister Chen standing at the door and looking around.

"Ancestors—"

Seeing the two get off the car, Sister Chen's eyes lit up immediately and she quickly walked up to them.

Then he waved to Yu Xiaoyu to signal her to wait in the car, then grabbed Jiang Qiyu's arm and hurried inside.

While walking, he did not forget to ask her in a low voice:

"Qiyu, the person I met today is a big shot in City S, and I want to see you by name. Although I don't know what's going on, there is no harm in seeing you."

"You must be careful when you go in. Don't talk casually, let alone talk nonsense, or else let alone you, even the boss of our company may not be offended!"

"..."

Jiang Qiyu didn't answer, but was dragged in obediently by Sister Chen.

Arriving at the door of a wooden carved door, Sister Chen let go of her arm, and did not forget to tidy up her slightly messy sleeves, and ordered again in a low voice:

"I'll wait for you outside, remember, don't talk nonsense, and send me a WeChat message quietly if you have something to do."

"Uh-huh."

She nodded, turned around and looked curiously at the exquisitely carved wooden door in front of her, then slowly raised her hand and pushed it open——

The interior of the house is also in a light Chinese style, but it is not as magnificent as imagined.

The simple and elegant decoration and the very light and pleasant smell of sandalwood in the air give people a sense of tranquility and elegance.

Jiang Qiyu turned around and closed the door softly, and entered the room in a daze, only to find a shadowy figure behind a screen.

She stepped forward slowly, stood behind the screen and said lightly:

"Hello, I am..."

"Jiang Qiyu."

Behind the screen, a calm voice came, and it sounded a little familiar...

However, without allowing her to think too much, the figure slowly got up and walked around the screen gracefully.

"..."

After seeing that person clearly, even Jiang Qiyu, who had been tortured by more than 500 people, was a little speechless.

To describe it in her poor vocabulary, it is:

nice.

So beautiful.

So fucking beautiful.

Beautiful!

It was a woman with stunning beauty and temperament.

Her long black hair was carefully tied behind her head with only a wooden hairpin, and she wore an improved Chinese-style cheongsam dyed with ink.

Women not only have excellent looks and a good figure, but also have an indescribable aura around them.

Different from those beautiful and beautiful stars in the entertainment industry, she has four big words in her bones:

"Rich Family"

Jiang Qiyu was lamenting the beauty of the person in front of her, but she saw the beautiful woman looked at her lightly and asked calmly:

"Tea or coffee."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiyu, who was dragged here just after waking up, smiled and said:

"Coffee, my morning—"

But before she finished speaking, the woman shook her head indifferently:

"guessed wrong."

After speaking, he walked to the side of the rosewood tea table and sat down, quietly said:

"It's tea."

"..."

Jiang Qiyu was speechless for a while, she opened her mouth to find her own voice:

"Ah... let me guess?"

After finishing speaking, she was not polite, stepped forward and sat opposite the woman, and watched her begin to show her tea art smoothly.

Soon, a cup of tea with a delicate fragrance was pushed in front of him, and at the same time, there was the woman's voice with a chuckle:

"Now, do you want to know who I am?"

Looking down at the tea noodles rippling in front of her, Jiang Qiyu squinted her eyes and looked up at her, showing a very standard smile:

"Do not want to."

"Ok?"

Facing the woman's doubts, she picked up the cup and took a sip of the hot tea, the fragrance instantly lingered in her heart:

"Because you called me over, you can't hold back and you will talk."