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

"..."

When she asked the question in reverse, the old man was also stunned.

Upon seeing this, Lao Zhao immediately opened his mouth to smooth things over for the master:

"Master, it's really presumptuous to ask such a question, why don't you even add a please?"

Please?

When Jiang Qiyu heard the words, a sentence suddenly popped up in her mind, "Do you have parents to invite you?" '.

In case this old man who is not in good spirits accidentally says 'please' as 'dear'......

She also suffers a second injury.

"Old man..."

Before the wheelchair Zhang Sanfeng in front of him said something worse, Jiang Qiyu spoke first:

"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we still have a part to play in the afternoon. How about..."

"Ah."

Seeing that she took the initiative to change the subject, the old man suppressed those unrealistic thoughts and nodded slightly.

"Then let's take a step first, you... pay attention to your body."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Qiyu turned sideways and waved to Yu Xiaoyu whose face was all blurred behind her, beckoning her to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

"that......"

But Yu Xiaoyu stood there shyly, scratching his head in embarrassment:

"May I ask, where did you get this fruit?"

One thing to say, she has never bought such a sweet and delicious orange.

"This is..."

Old Zhao smiled, and said with an easy-going face:

"The fruits in our estate are freshly airlifted from all over the world every day. If you want to buy them, I can introduce you to the channels."

"null......"

Yu Xiaoyu's face froze, and he immediately thought of his meager three melons and two dates, and immediately withered:

"Thank you, Steward Zhao, I don't want to buy it, I, I just ask."

Having managed such a large manor for decades, housekeeper Zhao couldn't see the little assistant's embarrassment, so he didn't point it out, and nodded with a smile.

But the old man was very generous. Seeing this, he waved his hand at the many fresh fruits left in front of the monument:

"You can't eat and walk around!"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned again.

Seeing Yu Xiaoyu trembling and almost kneeling on the ground, Jiang Qiyu realized that the old man wasn't targeting her just now.

I really can't speak.

Strictly speaking, he targets everyone equally.

After waving to Butler Zhao to signal no need, Jiang Qiyu turned around after thinking about it and walked slowly to the tombstone.

She didn't look at it carefully before, but just glanced at it roughly, and now she is really curious about the owner of the tombstone.

I saw a huge, elaborately carved stone tablet standing in the center of the open space. The written records on it were very simple, just a few lines of calligraphy engraved——

love daughter Qiao Wanyi

Qiao Xingzhang

There is also a line of small characters on the right, which is a poem:

The water anemone is gradually greening with evening mood, and Jiang Yunchu is white to Chunjiao.

Other than that, Jiang Qiyu was most curious about——

photo.

Although the old man's words were a little bursting, his mental state seemed to be quite stable.

It should not be mistaken for two completely different people for no reason.

Right above the inscription is a black and white photo.

But even without any color, she could still see that the woman in the photo was beautiful.

There was a faint smile on the woman's lips, the corners of her eyes and brows were gentle and gentle, and her eyebrows and eyes were even more beautiful and moving.

It's a look that anyone can easily feel good about when they see it.

"..."

Jiang Qiyu frowned slightly.

Just looking at the photos, this beauty who died young was only five points similar to her. How could Mr. Qiao admit his mistake so firmly?

It's so weird...

But she didn't think much about it, and her doubts were only for a moment.

Concentrating on her thoughts, she, who has always been a materialist, bowed solemnly in front of the grave.

And promised to go back to help the owner of the tomb knock the electronic wooden fish to accumulate virtue, then bid farewell to the heavy-faced old man, and walked down the mountain along the path when he came.

"..."

Quietly looking at the backs of the two people going away, after a long time, Mr. Qiao frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Old Zhao, go check this girl."

"Good sir."

Old Zhao nodded when he heard this, and took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his jacket very neatly.

After tapping on the screen twice, he handed the phone to Mr. Qiao respectfully and efficiently:

"Look, this is the Baidu Encyclopedia of that Miss Jiang just now."

"..."

The old man lowered his eyes and looked at the screen, and saw the perfect portrait photo with a seven-point charm, his cold eyes instantly glanced at Lao Zhao, and he gritted his teeth:

"...Don't make me slap you."

"???"

Seeing the master's almost murderous eyes, Lao Zhao shook his hands and almost threw the phone in the old man's face.

Clutching the phone in a hurry, his expression froze for a moment, and he immediately realized the old man's intentions.

"..."

Looking at the direction where no one could be seen, he nodded with complicated eyes:

"Yes."

-

But here, Yu Xiaoyu has already walked a long way with Jiang Qiyu.

Although she regretted that she would never be able to eat such expensive fruits again, she was also full of joy at this time.

Fortunately, the grandpa of the top wealthy family is generous and doesn't surf the Internet often.

Otherwise, Jiang Qiyu, a female star who is still on the rise, will turn into a female ghost who keeps making scandals.

Because too much time was wasted on the mountain, the two rushed to the crew a little later than the agreed shooting time.

Lu Heng had finished filming his part and left the crew.

Director Yuan didn't say anything about the farce in the morning, but just glanced at Jiang Qiyu angrily:

"It's scheduled to arrive before two o'clock in the afternoon, what time is it now?"

"hey-hey......"

Jiang Qiyu looked at the phone, leaned over and grinned at Director Yuan:

"Isn't it only seventy one? It's not two o'clock."

"..."

time in decimal?Who taught her to see this way?

Director Yuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, but he didn't say much.

After all, it is common for actors to be late in this circle, at least Jiang Qiyu's attitude is quite correct.

Everyone didn't waste any time, the makeup artist dragged her into the dressing room.

The rest of the staff also started lighting and debugging the machine according to their respective division of labor.

This afternoon I plan to shoot two scenes, one is her solo scene, and the other is a rival scene with Jiang Mian.

Shangguan Yunshao, played by Jiang Qiyu, is the same heir to a wealthy family as Ouyang Ruoyi, played by Jiang Mian, and also a competitor in the business world.

The two have had a longstanding feud, and this is the first time the two heiresses have competed for the same project.

Ouyang Ruoyi is the heroine, so she naturally used her wisdom to defeat the Shangguan Group and get the project, but the defeated Shangguan Yunshao was not reconciled.

Behind the scenes, he used disgraceful means to trip up the heroine everywhere.

The first scene is the rival scene planned by Shangguan Yunshao and his subordinates——

Shangguan Yunshao gathered a group of subordinates, sat in the main seat and sneered sinisterly:

"You are all high-end talents that I have poached from all over the country with a lot of money. Let's talk about your plans."

Extra performer a: "I suggest, send someone to sneak into Ouyang Ruoyi's office and pour boiling water on their fortune tree to death! Cut off their roots!"

Extra performer b: "I suggest, replace the God of Wealth provided by the Ouyang Group with Ultraman, and let them become outman from now on!"

Actor c: "I suggest that when Ouyang Ruoyi entertains customers, secretly change their menu to a herring feast!"

Actor d: "I suggest..."

Shangguan Yunshao: "I suggest you stop suggesting."

-

What an outrageous plot it sounds.

But Yuan Daofei said that the plot is adapted from real events, and artistic creation is to combine fiction and reality.

Jiang Qiyu believed it, but she didn't fully believe it.