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

At this moment, Jiang Qiyu, who was severely injured by the [-] million caesarean section, just wanted to roll her eyes.

But she still restrained her physical impulse, smiled at Madam reluctantly, and then restrained:

"Mrs. Qi, I wonder if you have anything else to do with me?"

Facing her impatience, Xie Mingxue, who was in a good mood instantly after showing off her Panshan Villa in S City, just smiled without hesitation:

"I came to see you today for two things, and this is the first one."

Jiang Qiyu raised her eyebrows: "The second thing is..."

"Nothing else."

Changing from the elegance and indifference at the beginning, this wealthy wife who spends [-] million to have a child and is struggling to curry favor with so many people, at this moment blinked her eyes curiously:

"I just want to get to know you."

"Understand me?" Jiang Qiyu was completely dumbfounded.

This lady just slapped a check to ask herself to leave her son, why did she change her attitude in the blink of an eye after being rejected?

The world of the rich is really hard to understand.

Facing the curious eyes of the young master's mother, she tried her best to smile decently and spoke softly:

"Mrs. Qi, shouldn't you have checked out my primary school math test score long before meeting me?"

"..."

But Xie Mingxue was slightly stunned when she heard the words.

She did have all of Jiang Qiyu's information, and she didn't even need to say the phrase '3 minutes, I want all the information about this woman'.

On the romance show, the first time Qi Yu showed a difference to her, someone took the initiative to send all the information about her life, big and small, to Qi's family.

To be honest, according to the data shown:

She is jealous, stupid, and even from a disgraceful background. She is a useless vase with nothing but beauty.

Such a person is absolutely not worthy of the crown prince of the Qi Group.

It was also because of these materials that Qi Yu's father wanted someone to pay the woman who had labeled his son.

But Xie Mingxue didn't think so.

Although the information couldn't be wrong, she has watched all the romance shows. This girl named Jiang Qiyu seems to be interesting.

So she took the initiative to take over the job of this "evil mother-in-law".

I just want to see with my own eyes what kind of girl my son with eyes on the top of his head really likes.

So she said that the 500 million just now was the first thing, but it was not the main purpose of her trip.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of something again, she lowered her eyes and pursed her lips with a light smile:

"To tell you the truth, I'm quite curious. How did you score 8 in the primary school math test?"

The assistant who sorted out the information reasonably suspected that she might have some kind of defect in IQ.

Therefore, Jiang Qiyu's elementary school math score of 8 points was criticized by the whole school, and it was indeed marked in bold in that document.

"..."

Jiang Qiyu, who was originally as stable as an old dog, was speechless when she heard this sentence.

After a pause, she smiled resentfully, she was not at all ashamed to be picked on, and replied calmly and solemnly:

"Be sincere."

Sincerely not, so only 8 points.

"puff......"

Xie Mingxue couldn't pretend anymore, she burst out laughing, raised her eyes to look at her with crooked eyebrows, her watery eyes were soft and rippling:

"Then what's the matter with you being criticized by the whole school?"

Unexpectedly, she would continue to ask such innocuous and embarrassing questions, Jiang Qiyu was in trouble for a while.

She's not that Jiang Qiyu, where did she know why she was notified by the whole school?

But right now, I can only recognize it, because the matter is too old to be verified, so I opened my mouth and started to make up:

"It's nothing. I talked nonsense in class. The teacher got angry and asked me to go up and talk. I said I didn't have a teacher qualification certificate."

"..."

"Then the teacher asked me to go home and write an [-]-word review, but I ended up writing a [-]-word review."

Xie Mingxue raised her eyebrows and looked at her curiously: "Then it won't be reported to the whole school..."

"The teacher asked me why I only wrote one hundred, and I asked her to read it seven times by herself."

"..."

After the voice fell, the room was silent for a while, and then a woman's clear laughter sounded like silver bells.

"You are really... what else is interesting, tell me about it?"

Jiang Qiyu looked at her with raised eyebrows, seeing that the lady really had "I want to hear" written all over her face, she gradually let go of her guard.

Picking up the cup of "Blue Sky Jade Leaf" that was still warm, I began to recall my childhood, and did not forget to make some adaptations based on the original owner's specific situation.

"......let me tell you......"

"real......"

"I'm in junior high..."

"what......"

"..."

Just like that, without knowing who started it, the two started this unusual tea party with one word at a time.

When talking about excitement, Jiang Qiyu even started to pat the table:

"Ms. Mingxue, you don't know. I just started to enter the entertainment industry. The boss asked me and another female colleague to accompany the client to dinner. Later, I couldn't take it anymore. I just slapped the table and shouted, 'Old Deng, what are you doing? If you want to be a pimp and be a boss, you might as well be a bustard, your face will turn green from being angry with that old man!"

"You are so brave?"

"Alas, it's a pity that the hero's fate is ill-fated," she sighed, with a sad tone:

"After I said that sentence, I was fired the next day."

And Xie Mingxue seemed to be able to empathize with her at that time, so she continued with today's cup of tea, comforting in a low voice:

"It's okay, the night club will pass, look at you now, isn't it pretty good."

But Jiang Qiyu heard her words, but immediately recalled the past, her eyes lit up:

"Where's the nightclub?"

"..."

She blinked her eyes, and looked at the Chinese-style beauty who was originally holding the elegant temperament of Zhilan Yushu with a puzzled face, but now she was sitting at the tea table, holding the table and shaking with laughter.

It was obviously a big laugh that disregarded the image, but the three-pointed nobleness that was born in his bones made Xie Mingxue laugh like this, but his posture was still full of spring and snow.

At first, she didn't understand, but Jiang Qiyu quickly realized that there was a word "black" in front of her "nightclub". She immediately realized it, and laughed a few times shyly:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

But Xie Mingxue didn't mind her empty ears at all. Instead, she waved her hand and said boldly:

"What's the misunderstanding? From now on, you will be on your own. Whenever you want to go, just tell me. My sister will take you to the best nightclub in city S!"

As if chatting, she said, and then directly handed over the folded piece of paper that was put away just now:

"Here, I'll give you the 500 million too, use it for fun!"

"!!!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyu's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably:

"Sister Yi is really true?!"

She really didn't expect that there would be such a generous gift just to chat with Madam!

"Since Mingxue sister, you are so polite, then I will not be polite."

This is a full 500 million!

Her one-year endorsement fee! ! !

Thinking of this, tears almost filled her eyes, and she solemnly took the 500 million with both hands, and opened the check with great excitement——

"Huh? Not a check?"

Jiang Qiyu carefully studied the two lines of English letters and numbers with clear handwriting on it, and raised her head to look at the righteous sister sitting opposite in a daze:

"Sister, what are you talking about, a foreign bank account?"

"Oh, this."

Xie Mingxue smiled even more, and kindly introduced the future daughter-in-law who was very satisfied with her:

"This is the password for my Happy Landlord account, and there are 500 million happy beans on the account."

Jiang Qiyu was instantly struck by lightning, muttering to herself:

"Then... the 5000 million you just said?"

"Well, you can do it if you want 5000 million. Wait for me for a few days, and I will go to the unshuffled local tyrants to double it and blow it up a few more times."