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

Yu Xiaoyu, who sincerely made the wrong payment, sent her home safely, and Jiang Qiyu waved her hand and gave her two days off.

Seeing the extremely coaxing figure hopping away, she shook her head:

"There are still a lot of stupid people in the world..."

Holidays are the best medical beauty for migrant workers.

On the first day of her vacation, Jiang Qiyu didn't go anywhere, she just lay down in her room and watched dramas and watched videos.

After watching enough, switch to the trumpet that has not been logged in for a long time, and quarrel with strangers on the Internet.

She found a marketing account that criticized Lu Heng for playing big names after becoming popular, and the black fans below were in a mess.

Jiang Qiyu immediately commented:

[Forget it, let him pretend, why don't he pretend to make me laugh?I was bored every day, @露恒v老铁 Thank you for your pretense, it’s very funny, I like it very much. 】

Her comment was quickly discovered, and the number of likes rose steadily, and there was a "hahahaha" at the bottom.

Looking through the comment area where the battle was fierce, she felt more and more uncomfortable, and replied again:

[Can you stop scolding?Every time I see someone scolding him, I get angry. Why didn't I come up with these words?Can you delete all the comments and let me scold you? ! 】

The final result was that her account was put on the public anti-black list by Lu Heng's big fans.

Still in the top ten.

Later, she commented on her big fan's anti-criminal Weibo:

【Thanks!Thank you for the organization's recognition, and thank you for giving me this award!I am proud of the organization, I believe the organization will be proud of me!Even if @卫恒v sees it himself, I believe he will be very pleased with my award! 】

Then she was blocked by the big fan who broke the defense.

Looking at the [You have been blocked by the other party and cannot comment] pop-up on the phone screen, Jiang Qiyu curled her lips to express her boredom.

Just when she switched back to the large size, and was about to see what those sand sculpture netizens went crazy in her comment area today, the phone rang suddenly.

She picked it up casually, with a tone of excitement that she didn't realize:

"What's your order, master?"

"came back."

Qi Yu seemed to be immune to this title, and his tone was as casual as ever:

"Do you have time tonight?"

"..."

Jiang Qiyu suddenly had a bad premonition, so she kept an eye out and said cautiously:

"What do you say first."

"There is a business reception tonight," the man said in a calm voice, "I still lack a female companion."

"Drinking party?"

Upon hearing this, she immediately frowned, and instantly thought of the scene that was just finished a few days ago, she paused and said firmly:

"Don't go."

That kind of banquet, although it is in the name of a reception, is actually a group of businessmen gathering together to boast about business.

very boring.

But when she said this, Qi Yu on the phone seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and calmly threw out the bait he had prepared:

"Wine tasting, I heard that the organizer is a master wine taster from France, you know..."

He paused in his speech, with a three-point smile in his tone:

"I'm allergic to alcohol."

"..."

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help but think of that night, that wine-scented kiss...

But thinking about it this way, this kid is really allergic to alcohol.

"Then it's over if you don't drink?"

Hearing her already moved but slightly hesitant tone, Qi Yu continued slowly:

"It is said that tonight the top French sommelier will auction off a few bottles of red wine that he has collected for many years. I want to discuss cooperation with him by buying wine, but this wine..."

"I go!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyu immediately felt relieved and bounced off the sofa in an instant:

"The old slave is willing to follow the young master!"

"..."

Hearing this, Qi Yu laughed lightly, then stopped talking:

"It's just that I have a few business partners at the meeting, in case someone asks about our relationship..."

"The old slave understands!"

Now that the two of them have just officially announced the cp endorsement of Qi's new project, they naturally have to perform a full set of acting.

Jiang Qiyu solemnly said:

"I just had a brain removal operation, and now I like you without a brain."

"You better be."

Qi Yu smiled, "I'll be downstairs in 10 minutes."

"okay!"

-

【Beijing a · 886sb】

As always, the license plate number is arrogant, and the limited edition Maybach attracts attention as always.

Jiang Qiyu bent down to look at Zhao Jin who was greeting her in the driver's seat, gathered her clothes, and opened the rear door.

As soon as she got in the car, seeing the man looking at her calmly, she shrugged helplessly:

"I don't have the right clothes at home."

"..."

Qi Yu didn't say anything, and just glanced at Zhao Jin, who was in the front row with shrewd eyes.

Zhao Jin received his meaning in an instant, and nodded seriously:

"Young master, don't worry, I've already arranged the top stylist in the city for Miss Jiang, and she will definitely surprise everyone at the reception!"

"roll."

Qi Yu glanced at him angrily:

"Stop looking at those things that lower your intelligence, and go to a nearby shopping mall."

-

Although there is no plot of dressing up = changing the living person in Ba Zong's novel.

But Qi Yu still brought Jiang Qiyu to a luxury clothing store.

Jiang Qiyu is a star. Although she is bad every day, she is forced by Yu Xiaoyu to manage her figure. There are many photon skin rejuvenation and whitening projects.

Even if she finds the best stylist, she still can't get the impression of an ugly duckling turning into a swan.

Mostly from swans to swans in dresses.

She tried a pearly white satin dress with a slightly hollowed-out chest and a graceful waist with an opening in the back, which was embellished with a simple pearl waist chain.

Putting on high heels of the same color, Jiang Qiyu stood in front of the mirror admiringly.

"The most regrettable thing in my life is not being able to kiss my beautiful face..."

After she finished her smugness, she lightly lifted the corner of her skirt and ran to the rest area, turning around in front of Qi Yue:

"How about it?"

Qi Yu's eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded with his eyebrows bent: "It's not bad."

When he said this, Jiang Qiyu became even more flustered. Taking advantage of no one's attention, she winked and moved to the man's side and whispered:

"Just admit it, you don't really like me at all, you just think it's good to have a top-notch beauty by your side, right?"

"..."

Qi Yu glanced at her speechlessly,

"Sorry, I can only admit two out of five words."

"Beauty?"

"Excellent."

"?"

Jiang Qi narrowed her eyes in danger:

"What do you mean, I'm ugly? Then I'll go?"

Qi Yue was not threatened at all, and the old god was leaning on the sofa with his arms folded:

"You said it yourself."

"Then you said you liked me before?"

"I like ugly ones."

"Then go find someone uglier than me."

"You are the ugliest."

"I￥(#*!@...)"

"Who are you scolding?"

"...It's okay bro, I'm chewing bubble gum."

"..."

Just like that, Zhao Jin, who was standing at the cashier to pay, looked at the two people in the waiting area with a smile on her face like an quarrel between elementary school chickens:

"Master, it's been a long time since he bickered with others..."