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

"Baby, grandpa won't tell you anymore, see you tonight!"

"Beep-beep-beep-"

Listening to the busy tone from over there, Mr. Qiao hung up the phone happily.

Soon, the loving smile on the old face faded away.

Raising his neck, he immediately changed into a high-spirited posture, and turned his head to look at several peers around him who were looking at each other in blank dismay:

"Hmph, Lao Deng, do you write the letter now?"

"No, old Joe..."

One of the dark-skinned old men automatically ignored the indecent address, and looked at him with a surprised expression:

"Wanyi's daughter, did you really find it?"

Mr. Qiao curled his lips in disdain, "Can this be fake?"

"But your family wants to be late..."

A slightly fat old man next to him opened his mouth, but before finishing his sentence, he paused and continued:

"Are you sure it's the kid?"

As soon as this remark came out, the others seemed to be tacit about what they hadn't finished speaking, and echoed one after another:

"The old nonsense is right..."

"Yeah, there's been no news for so many years, why did I find it all of a sudden?"

"..."

And Mr. Qiao didn't feel dissatisfied with the doubts of the few people when he heard the words, but he was uncharacteristically cynical and said seriously:

"The first time I saw this child, I felt destined, but I asked Lao Zhao to check her information but couldn't match up with that child. I thought it was just another joy, but fortunately Jiang Yun was careful and sent someone to go deep Digging up about the child's biological father..."

With a calm tone and the joy of finding the lost treasure, he shared this coincidence, which can be called an adventure, with his close friends for decades.

After speaking, he suddenly changed the topic again:

"It's just that this child has been wronged a lot in the previous home, and she has never felt any family affection since she was a child. I was afraid that she would not be able to accept it for a while and would be self-defeating, so I used a little trick..."

Mr. Qiao did not elaborate on the fact that he spent 800 million to hire a part-time granddaughter, but told them that the child now thinks he is a fake:

"In short, let's cultivate a relationship for a few years first, and then slowly tell her the truth. In the future, I will have a hundred years... and I will finally have an account with the people below..."

"..."

After speaking, the huge tea room fell into silence for a while.

After a long time, the dark-faced old man regained his sense of loss, gritted his teeth, and slapped the huanghuali chair beneath him with a "bang":

"His grandma! That old man surnamed Jiang made his fortune in city a, did he forget that he was crying for his father and mother to invest in city x decades ago?!"

As soon as his words came out, it was like a prairie fire, which immediately ignited the originally silent atmosphere.

Several big figures of the older generation, who stomp their feet in their respective fields and would be on the front page of the news, began to speak enthusiastically.

"Tiger poison doesn't even eat its eggs, the Jiang family really went too far this time!"

"Damn Jiang Laodeng! I heard that he is not very capable. He is lucky to catch up with the upstarts who are in the limelight. He always regards himself as a fucking family. I have long thought he is not pleasing to the eye!"

"And that guy named Lu, his second grandson is so cool, and he still wants to get engaged to our granddaughter?! I think he's a toad lying on his feet, and he doesn't bite people, he's just sympathetic!"

"You mean the second child of the junior Lu family in City A? My little granddaughter also went to the entertainment industry some time ago, and when she came back, she asked me if I could buy that kid a leg for 300 million."

"?"

Hearing this, everyone immediately stopped talking, and looked at the speaker in unison:

"Old Gu, what did you say?"

The old man surnamed Gu waved his hand when he saw this:

"What are you thinking? It's a society ruled by law now, and our family is serious about business, so we don't want to do things in the underworld."

As he spoke, he curled his lips with a little disgust and said:

"Besides, you also know that my little granddaughter is out of tune. I didn't take it seriously, so I let her stay cool."

"It's..."

Mr. Qiao nodded, and then he lowered his face and said seriously to everyone:

"Brothers are all coming to town for me tonight."

Several big figures nodded naturally when they heard the words:

"20 years ago when your Qiao family was looking for a child, the city was full of trouble. Now that the child has been found, of course you have to take it out to let them know each other."

"Isn't that why Lao Qiao called all his brothers here in such a hurry, don't worry!"

"You sent out the invitation letter the day before yesterday, and you're doing it in City A. Don't you just wait for someone surnamed Jiang to deliver it to you? We don't know you yet?"

"Old Liu, stop me from ordering at night, I'm afraid I can't help but get started."

"Don't worry, there are bodyguards and doctors in the venue."

"..."

-

Here, Jiang Qiyu naturally didn't know what happened at the relative recognition banquet tonight.

She cleverly connected the few simple plots given by Teacher Mo in one stroke with her own ideas.

I actually wrote a simple story with a very creative beginning and end.

When Qi Yu came back from the outside with the big and small bags, he was the first to show him.

After getting a "not bad" from Mr. Qi, who has a very high vision and very picky taste, he happily packed it and sent it to Teacher Mo's mailbox.

The two huddled together in the kitchen after lunch.

One was cutting the fruit after dinner neatly with a knife, while the other was cleaning the dishes with gloves on.

"Jiang Qiyu."

Qi Yu kept moving his hands, and spoke in a natural tone:

"Would you like to go out to watch a movie tonight?"

"..."

When Jiang Qiyu heard this, she could only temporarily put down the half-washed dishes.

Holding up the wet rubber gloves and shaking his head at him:

"Not today, I have something to do tonight."

"?"

Hearing this, Qi Yu also stopped his movements and raised his eyebrows to look at her:

"It's not that you haven't announced today—"

But before he finished speaking, he heard his cell phone ringing outside the kitchen.

He has two mobile numbers.

One is at work, silent all the year round.

The other one that rings is a private number, usually only known to friends and family.

Of course, there are also surprises.

For example, when he didn't know Jiang Qiyu, he received her call on his private number.

"..."

Qi Yu glanced at her indifferently, but didn't continue to ask.

He just put down the fruit knife in his hand and walked to the sink in two steps, and before the dishwashing man could react, he approached——

The chest covered the back, and the long arms protruded from the waist.

The man stood behind the woman, clinging to each other in an extremely intimate posture.

"?"

Jiang Qiyu's cheek was pressed against him, and she lowered her eyes when she couldn't turn her head.

I saw the pair of big hands protruding from both sides of my waist, slowly reaching out to the pool, and gently opening the valve of the water purifier.

Then, slowly, under the rapid flow of water, a little fruit juice stained on the slender fingertips was washed away.

"..."

She was still wearing dishwashing gloves, so she could only lightly knock Qi Yu's head with her head:

"You have to wash your hands and say, can I get out of the way?"

"Do not."

After washing his hands, Qi Yue turned off the faucet, and gently strangled her waist with his unwet arms:

"I want to hug you and wash your hands by the way."