You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

"Thank you very much for investing in us."

The producer's sudden words made Sheng Mumu and Qiao Li look at each other in dismay.

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what's the situation? ? ?

Qi Mo is the investor behind "Blazing Delusion"? ? ?

The hands under the table between the two clenched even tighter, and their ears were secretly stretched to listen to the conversation of the person next to them.

From the conversation between the producer and Qi Mo, Sheng Mumu finally understood.

Qi's media company is the investor behind "Blazing Delusion".

Pretty low key, not written in the end credits.

Make a fortune with a muffled voice.

After the producer gave Qi Mo a brief report on the film's current schedule, he said with a smile:

"Mr. Qi, according to the current market situation, Qi's Media, as the largest investor, should be able to get at least four times the investment amount after excluding all parties' share."

Qi Mo's expression was calm: "Well, just communicate with the people from the media company,"

He doesn't care about these project details.

When Sheng Mumu heard this, her breathing tightened and her scalp became numb.

Four times!

Four times [-] million, [-] million! !

There seemed to be the sound of gold coins falling in my ears.

Ding jingle, crisp and pleasant to hear.

Even looking at Qi Mo, there is a trace of resentment against the rich.

How unfair! ! ! !

She and Qin Jiamu worked hard to plan and plan, contact all parties, and coordinate promotion.

The company's monthly income may not be as much as a fraction of Qi Mo's investment in a certain project.

The tragic plot of the movie just now didn't make her cry.

But at this moment, I really feel it, and I want to shed a bitter tear.

Just when she was lamenting that Qi Mo could make money, she pitied herself at the same time.

He suddenly heard Qi Mo's cue mentioning her.

"My wife and cousin like this movie very much. Is it convenient to get some autographed photos of the main characters?"

The words fall.

The producer looked obviously taken aback.

What is this called?

If Boss Qi wants to, he only needs to say a word, and it's perfectly normal for the leading role and supporting role to accompany him to the dinner and reception.

There is no need to discuss with them at all.

"Of course." The producer turned to greet the two new lead actors, "Come on..."

The next few minutes.

Sheng Mumu and Qiao Li turned into fans.

They took photos with the director and the leading actors one by one, and successfully got the autographed photos.

……

On the way back, the two sat in the back row of the Rolls-Royce.

Sheng Mumu went through what happened in the restaurant just now in his head.

Still feel dazed.

The more I think about it, the more amazing it becomes.

There is something reasonable in the wonder.

After a while, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He held his hand like a microphone and handed it to the chest of the man who was sitting quietly beside him.

She asked a line from a TV series that she had wanted to say since just now.

"Mr. Qi, how many surprises do you have that I don't know?"

Qi Mo looked down at her hand, his eyes paused slightly.

Then his chest vibrated slightly, and he let out a low laugh.

His breath warmed Sheng Mumu's clenched hands.

He turned his head to look over, his eyes stopped on her smiling eyes, he drew his tone, and said slowly:

"There are a lot more."

Sheng Mumu's hands were stiff.

Looking at the slightly tilted eye ends of the handsome man in front of him, the deep pupils shining with waves, and the lazy and casual sitting posture of the big guy.

She got it.

Savoring his words carefully, shaking his head, he couldn't help but tease:

"Boss Qi, Mr. Qi, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Qi Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was low and deep:

"What kind of."

Sheng Mumu sighed, "Fart farts are no different from Qi Shaobai."

Qi Mo: "..."

Sheng Mumu bent her eyes, and said again: "I really want to take a picture of your stinky fart."

The corners of Qi Mo's lips slowly curled into a happy arc.

Knuckle hands symbolically smooth the shirt collar.

Sit up straighter.

He tilted his head slightly, turning the corner of his superior jaw towards her.

With a magnetic voice that would take away people's souls, he said in a low voice:

"Shoot whatever you want."

Sheng Mumu: "..."

What's the matter with this old man? ? ?

Fart up endlessly?

Looking carefully at the mature and childish handsome b CEO's fake husband in front of him, Sheng Mumu's hopeless breathing slowed down a bit.

Damn, I'm pretty good at finding angles.

Above the head is the Rolls-Royce Phantom Starry Sky, and outside the window is the night view of the city, and the neon light beams shine in lazily.

It set off his already three-dimensional profile to make it more seductive.

The neckline is slightly open, revealing a curved and sexy Adam's apple.

Please stop being charming. Hey.

Just when she was about to complain, Qi Mo would find an angle and suddenly said:

"Do you have a photo?"

Sheng Mumu's eyes widened:? ? ? ? ?

Mo?

Mo, Mo?

It wasn't just her who was shocked.

Xiao Wang, who was focused on driving in the front row, quietly clenched his hands on the steering wheel.

The atmosphere didn't dare to breathe.

Pupil ten magnitude earthquake.

This... Is this the Mr. Qi he knew?

unbelievable!

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The car drove into Xiyu Yueting.

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky.

It hit the car window, making a small clicking sound.

The rain finally fell.

The sultry heat in the air is poured out.

The luxury car passed through the iron gate in the front yard of the villa and stopped at the gate.

Butler Zhang was already waiting outside the door.

Seeing the car stopped, he opened his umbrella and walked to the door.

"Sir, madam."

Qi Mo got out of the car, nodded slightly, "Yes."

Sheng Mumu also smiled at Butler Zhang, and casually glanced at the rain in the sky.

At this moment, at a certain window upstairs, the curtains were drawn quickly, blocking the light.

Sheng Mumu didn't see it at first, but the moment the curtains closed, he saw it instead.

That window is Qi Shaobai's room.

After entering the door, the servant handed me a hot towel to dry my hands.

Sheng Mumu took the towel and looked in the direction of Qi Shaobai's bedroom with probing eyes.

Coincidentally.

The faint light from under the crack of the door suddenly went out when she walked into the living room.

Not right.

There are tricks.

She turned to look at Qi Mo and was about to speak.

Noticing that the man's eyes were slightly narrowed, he also looked at the door of Qi Shaobai's room.

Sensing her gaze, the man looked over gently.

The two exchanged glances without speaking.

They seemed to understand what the other party was thinking.

Sheng Mumu pursed her lips and took out her phone from her bag...