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

"...You should also find an old Chinese doctor to recuperate."

Regarding his overconfidence, Jiang Qiyu was speechless for a moment, and when she was about to say something more, her cell phone rang suddenly.

"...Yes, right at the door, here!"

Waving to the late driver, she then looked at Qi Yu with a smile on her face:

"Mr. Qi, I'm here to drive you, and I'll see you off on the way?"

But the man who was invited just raised his eyebrows slightly, and casually shook the car key in his hand at her:

"No, I came by car."

Secretary Zhao was assigned to Qiao Xinxin by him, so he has been driving by himself recently.

Jiang Qi immediately became serious when she saw the situation:

"Don't drive while drinking, don't drink while driving!"

At the banquet, it was obvious that he drank alcohol when celebrating his birthday with Mr. Jiang, so why is he still drinking and driving on the road now?

One drop of wine from the driver, and two lines of tears from the relatives.

"President Qi, think twice!"

Facing her advice, Qi Yu showed no signs of being persuaded, he just shrugged and said as a matter of course:

"I didn't drink it, it was filled with plain water."

"..."

Why doesn't this person show any sincerity when he comes to celebrate his birthday?

Jiang Qiyu didn't doubt that he was there, she glanced at the substitute driver who was galloping towards her on a foldable electric donkey, and waved to Qi Yu:

"See you on that show."

"Ah."

Qi Yu didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the parking space.

"Beauty, is that your substitute driver?"

She followed the voice and turned her head, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the elder brother in the blue vest standing behind her.

"Ah, it's me, it's me."

Although Jiang Qiyu had drunk, she could drink well, and she didn't look drunk at the moment. She took out the key from her pocket and handed it to him with a smile:

"My car is parked at..."

She pointed in the direction of her parking space, and just halfway through speaking, she saw a pure black Maybach approaching slowly.

Although the car was worth a lot at first glance, it was the familiar license plate number that made her stunned——

【Beijing a · 886sb】

Not only her, but even the driving master beside her also said with a strange expression:

"This car, not to mention domestic, is rare even if it is placed abroad. How can it be equipped with such a license plate number?"

The focus of the two people is different, but they both pay attention to the Maybach.

The extremely arrogant car quickly passed in front of the two of them, but braked for some unknown reason, and slowly backed away.

stop before them.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Qiyu immediately had an answer in her heart.

Such a ostentatious car, coupled with such an ostentatious license plate, who else could it be?

As the window was lowered, as expected, Qi Yue's delicate and three-dimensional handsome face appeared in the driver's seat.

"Talk to me when you get home."

After leaving such a sentence, there was no other unnecessary action. Before Jiang Qiyu could respond, she kicked the accelerator and rushed out.

Jiang Qiyu stood where she was, watching [京a·886sb] walk away with a speechless expression.

"..."

She can guarantee that this kid definitely did it on purpose.

The elder brother who was driving on the side didn't expect the two to know each other, so he could only smile without embarrassment:

"Beauty, you friend, you have a personality..."

Jiang Qiyu, who was inexplicably put together by the license plate, frowned, and shook her head in dissatisfaction:

"What friend? I don't know."

"..."

When she arrived in the car, she was so devastated that she held a six-figure wine in one hand, took out her mobile phone in the other, and clicked on Moments to edit the copy:

[Good news, the driving test policy has been relaxed, not only people, animals can also drive, I was scolded by a dog who can drive just now. 】

Not long after the circle of friends was posted, there were a lot of interactive messages soon.

[What's more: Teacher Long Spear, what's wrong? 】

[The spear dipped in shit pokes someone to death: See a dog that can drive, share it. 】

[I'm Xiaoyu: Sister Yu, be careful not to be photographed walking outside at night, go back quickly! 】

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes whoever dies: on the way. 】

[a Undertake the script commercial acting star endorsement: Qiyu, why did you block your agent?Tomorrow, the company will have a training for newcomers in arts and morals, so why don't you come and support us? 】

When she saw this, she was a little taken aback, and then remembered that this idiot's online name was the vice president of their company.

Then without the slightest hesitation, he continued as follows:

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes whoever dies: I don't have to participate, I don't even have morality, so how can I get Yide? 】

She was sitting in the back seat, and was busy buttoning her phone with her head down all the way, not paying attention to the eyes of the surrogate driver in the main driver from time to time projected from the rearview mirror.

Until the destination was safely reached, the driving brother seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, stopped the car and turned to look at her:

"Beauty, may I ask, are you that..."

Jiang Qiyu didn't panic at all, she smiled lightly and continued what he hadn't finished saying:

"You mean to say that I look like the popular national goddess Jiang Qiyu, right?"

"..."

The master didn't expect her to say such a sentence, he was stunned on the spot, and then quickly waved his hands:

"That wouldn't be the case..."

But Jiang Qiyu didn't listen to those, she opened the car door and said to herself:

"I know, I just spent 200 million to take care of her, it seems normal."

"Two... two million?"

"Yes, she is my idol since childhood."

She didn't feel guilty about talking nonsense at all, and she spoke seriously to the driver who was already a bit confused:

"I think back then, when I first met Jiang Qiyu, I was still a 17-year-old male high school student. Time flies, and now I am a mother of two children..."

"..."

Seeing that she was about to drag him to talk about life, the elder brother immediately opened the trunk of the car and unloaded his little eDonkey as quickly as possible.

He bowed hurriedly to the transgender mother who had gone through a rough time, and then fled on a bicycle.

"..."

Looking at the back of the acting driver who fled in embarrassment, Jiang Qiyu slowly shook her head and said to herself:

"When everyone is away from home, their identities are given by themselves."

-

Just like that, Jiang Qiyu, who successfully broke off the engagement and achieved her goal, went upstairs happily with the half bottle of Moutai that she managed to get back in her arms.

It's just that she had just entered the house, before she had time to change her shoes, the phone rang again.

When I took it out, it was an unfamiliar number.

She hesitated for a while, but picked it up anyway.

"Hey?"

"..."

There was no sound from the phone.

Jiang Qiyu frowned, took the phone in front of her to confirm that she was still on the call, and put it next to her ear again:

"Hello, who are you?"

"..."

Just when she thought that someone had made a wrong call and she was about to hang up, a familiar voice with a slight electric sound sounded:

"You didn't save my number?"

"Qi Yue?"

She couldn't help being a little surprised, "How do you know my phone number?"

The man took a heavy breath and had no airway:

"...you called me yourself."

After his reminder, Jiang Qiyu remembered that this was the uncle of the lost little girl at the airport.

Qi Yu didn't bother too much about the number, and spoke again:

"Got home?"

"arrive."

"Ah."

He was about to hang up after hearing his concise question, Jiang Qiyu immediately seized the opportunity to sell the sword:

"President Qi, it's late at night, do you want to talk about grown-ups?"

"Ok?"

The man was puzzled, and his ending sound rose. Although he knew that she must not hold her fart well, he still waited patiently for her to finish talking.

Thinking he was hooked, Jiang Qiyu immediately smiled slyly, and lowered her voice to chat about adults:

"What time do you go to work tomorrow?"

"..."

I really didn't hold back my fart.