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

Although the little girl's uncle had a steady tone on the phone, his efficiency was not unpleasant.

It took less than 20 minutes to appear in the waiting hall.

The visitor was dressed in a brown suit and was tall and thin, like a vigorous greyhound, rushing wildly from a distance.

"Xinxin!"

Seeing the child riding on the suitcase from a distance, I can't wait to swing my two thin legs to smoke.

Running to the front is a sliding shovel, holding the little girl who is singing along with joy and love into her arms, and carefully examines it with the appearance of the rest of her life:

"Xinxin, you scared me to death, how could you sneak here alone?! You don't know Qi..."

Seeing their uncles and nephews reunited and everyone was happy, Jiang Qiyu immediately snatched back her own means of transportation.

"that......"

At this time, the radio station had already sounded the boarding reminder for the flight. She and Yu Xiaoyu looked at each other, and immediately waved to "Greyhound" and said:

"You two are talking about the past first, I still have something to do over there, so let's..."

"Miss, please wait a moment!"

After making sure that the little girl was safe and sound, Uncle Lingti turned his head and thanked Jiang Qiyu who was about to retire:

"Thank you this time, if something happens to the child, then..."

"You don't need to be polite. It is the responsibility and obligation of every Chinese citizen to pick up the baby. Now that the child has been found, I will..."

When Jiang Qi met her, she still thought it was a testing session set up by the program group, she pretended to sing a high-profile song and was about to turn around and leave immediately.

But as soon as he pushed the suitcase and took half a step, he suddenly felt his trouser legs tighten——

"elder sister!"

Turning around, she met a pair of big watery eyes as expected.

"You better be busy."

The little girl had a naive expression on her face, and she was holding on to her sweatpants tightly, and her already loose waistband was immediately in danger.

"My sister is a good person, Xinxin wants to repay her!"

"No need, I deserve it all."

"what?"

"Should be."

Her slip of the tongue was corrected quickly, but it still caused a burst of laughter in the online live broadcast room:

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...not hard work, life is hard. 】

[Where did you find the live treasure of this show?Comedian? 】

[Are you sure she really doesn't know that there is a hidden camera, it's too obtrusive hahahaha...]

[I'm starting to look forward to how she will observe the CP of Qinglian. 】

Xinxin, who is a little kid, became anxious when she saw her perfunctory attitude on her face.

In a hurry, the little hands clenched even tighter:

"Sister, don't you believe me? My father has a lot of money!"

Secretly grabbing the waistband with one hand, Jiang Qiyu didn't take it to heart at all, but just looked down at the time on the phone and prevaricated:

"Believe you, then tell your dad not to be too complacent, my dad is already working hard."

"what?"

This sentence almost burned the child's cpu dry, but it still didn't delay her little hand getting tighter and tighter.

As a last resort, Jiang Qiyu had no choice but to bend down, with a serious expression on her face, and started talking nonsense:

"Xinxin, right? My sister asks you, do you believe in light?"

Xiao Xinxin tilted her head, her eyes were clear and untainted by knowledge:

"Light?"

"Correct!"

Anxious to get away, she opened her mouth and made up:

"I'm actually a soldier in tights from Nebula M-78. Now that I've received a call from the defense team, I must rush to the next target immediately. There's no need to repay it. If you really want to thank me..."

Having said that, she still didn't forget to move her head closer, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Let your parents spend money to support a female star named Jiang Qiyu, who is my informant on Earth."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the little girl was stunned for a few seconds, and when she realized it, her small face immediately wrinkled into a bun:

"Sister, I'm just young, not low IQ."

"..."

Careless.

[Tights warrior hahahaha, tights warrior... I reflected for three full seconds! 】

[I'm so curious who this mysterious guest is, is there such a strange person in the entertainment industry? 】

[This child's answer is too funny hahaha, it's just that he is young and not low in IQ hahahaha, the two sisters should have a separate show, I love to watch it! 】

"that......"

Seeing this, Uncle Greyhound finally couldn't help it, and took a step forward and bowed politely to her:

"Miss, Mr. Qi is on his way here, please accept his thanks in person."

"What?"

Jiang Qiyu looked at the big and small in front of her in bewilderment, and was about to get close to him and hint to him that she would accept it. If she missed the flight, she would have to ask the program team to reimburse her for the ticket.

But before the words were spoken, the next moment, the little girl in front of her eyes suddenly lit up, and she called sweetly behind her:

"Uncle Qi!"

At this time, Jiang Qiyu didn't care about the seventh uncle or the eighth uncle, taking advantage of the time when the little girl let go and shouted, she jumped up swiftly and straddled the suitcase.

Shouted to Yu Xiaoyu:

"Little fish, follow."

Fearing that the program crew would be messing with something to delay the time, she didn't turn her head, and pressed the start button with firm eyes without hesitation——

"Di-di-welcome to use our company's electric luggage, I wish you a pleasant journey~~"

"..."

Seeing her going back, Yu Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, but even after realizing it, she followed Jiang Qiyu's movements and quickly climbed onto the suitcase.

Turning around, she smiled apologetically at the bewildered Mr. Lingti:

"Sorry, we're really in a hurry."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to respond, he jumped into the flow of people catching the plane accompanied by the same music.

-

Because the speed of these two people is too fast to be captured by the camera, the staff can only look for Jiang Qiyu who is running around in various scenes like catching mice.

The background director temporarily left the scene in place.

The assistant director was about to cut a text screen of a mysterious guest boarding the plane, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the barrage in the live broadcast room——

[Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooah? ! 】

[This figure, this head-to-body ratio, this waist, these legs, hiss—]

[The camera quickly cuts to a close-up!Is that the child's parent? ! ! 】

In the high-definition camera, almost the moment Jiang Qiyu disappeared from the screen, a slender figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist came straight into the painting.

The man's figure is tough and straight, and the pure black slanted-breasted suit fits every inch of him, which perfectly outlines his thin waist. His legs are slender, and he walks straight through the crowd, walking calmly and gracefully.

"Uncle Qi!"

The little girl yelled again, trying to stretch her arms towards the man.

The director also took advantage of the situation and quickly zoomed in on the camera, so that people could clearly see the handsome appearance like a nuwa.

"Qiao Xinxin."

The man's jaw line is clear and smooth, and there is not much emotion on his chiseled face, only slightly stern eyebrows and eyes are slightly frowned and he looks down at the little one in front of him.

"Boss Qi."

Seeing that the man's complexion was not good, Secretary Zhao at the side didn't care about the two fleeing on the box, and hurried forward to smooth things over:

"Xinxin probably ran to the airport alone because she missed her parents."

"......is that so?"

Seeing Uncle Qi's face turned cold, Qiao Xinxin immediately shrank her neck and nodded timidly with her little head drooping.

"..."

Facing the little niece whose face was written all over, the man let out a long sigh and his eyes softened slightly.

Lifting his big palm with well-defined bones and stroking the soft top of the girl's hair, his voice was low, full of pity and comfort:

"Xinxin, although Mom and Dad's eyes can't accompany you all the time..."

As he spoke, he paused, his thin lips pursed into a creepy smile:

"But uncle's slap is fine, do you want to try?"