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

Qi Shaobai opened the box printed with the words "Three-year college entrance examination, five-year simulation".

Surprised to find that it turned out to be the racing car model Lego that he had always wanted but couldn't find anywhere.

"How did you find it? Dong Te helped me find it for a long time before, and even tried to contact the original foreign manufacturer but couldn't find it."

Sheng Mumu raised her eyebrows proudly, "I have my own way."

Of course, a rich young master like Qi Shaobai would not know that there are second-hand trading platforms in the world.

She searched for a long time on the Internet.

Introduced, introduced, and re-introduced.

Finally contacted several foreign Lego building block enthusiasts.

Sheng Mumu asked if they had a new undismantled version of that racing building block, and they were willing to spend any amount of money.

However, those who can usually afford out-of-print Lego are not short of money at all.

I really can't think of a way.

Sheng Mumu had no choice but to use the art of language.

Artistic processing of the reason for wanting to buy that model——

"Hi brother, a few years ago, an accident took my son's legs.

Having lost his legs, he pinned all his hopes for life on his hands, leaving only his hobby of playing Lego.

As a mother, I just want him to be happy, please sell me this model!

The child really likes it, and I am willing to pay as much as I want. "

I sent it with the idea of ​​hitting luck, but I didn't expect to meet a seller who was willing to sell.

The seller was an otaku guy with an anime character on his chat profile picture. After he sold the model to her, he left a message telling her that if her son had any other out-of-print Lego that he wanted in the future, he could help him find it.

Sheng Mumu thanked him again and again, and immediately changed the nickname of the otaku brother to "Dream Master".

Sheng Mumu thought that Qi Shaobai was not really her son.

So... those words... shouldn't be regarded as cursing Qi Shaobai, right?

While doing self-comfort in her heart, Sheng Mumu knocked on the electronic wooden fish for 10 minutes.

Ask Buddha to forgive her for lying.

……

Of course, she didn't tell Qi Shaobai these things.

Qi Shaobai was so excited that he almost wagged his tail after receiving an out-of-print model.

If he finds out, she knows an otaku brother who can buy all kinds of limited editions, so why not flick her tail?

Qi Shaobai squatted beside the coffee table, impatiently about to unpack, with an excited look on his face.

Just as he found the opening, his shoulders were suddenly held down, and a voice came from above his head.

"What you said yourself, have you forgotten?"

Sheng Mumu glanced at him and her tone became more serious.

Qi Shaobai's hands stiffened, and he paused: "..."

On the day he decided to prepare for the college entrance examination and put all Lego into the collection room, he let go of his bold words - before the college entrance examination, he would never touch it again.

oh my god.

Why is her memory so good? ? ?

Qi Shaobai's eyes gradually changed from joy to sorrow, and he squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

"I don't play, I just watch."

After finishing speaking, he reluctantly handed the Lego to Butler Zhang, and went back to the room with his fists clenched to do English listening.

While walking, he whispered bb to comfort himself:

"Don't rush, don't rush, time will pass in the blink of an eye..."

Seeing Qi Shaobai's appearance, Sheng Mumu covered her mouth, trying not to let herself laugh out loud.

In fact, it wasn't that she was too strict and did not allow Qi Shaobai to have entertainment.

Rather, this racing model is simply too complex.

There are more than 9000 pieces of parts. Once you start to put together, it will take dozens of hours to say the least.

For things like models, once you pick up the first piece, you will always scratch your heart and remember it.

Before you do it well, you can't do anything else well.

Now is not the right time to fight models.

……

That night, Sheng Mumu wanted to share with Qi Mo the funny reaction of Qi Shaobai when he opened the gift, but he never found the opportunity.

When he got home from get off work, the workaholic man with the zodiac sign plunged into the study.

When Sheng Mumu came out of the bathroom, he heard him talking to someone from the room.

The master bedroom has a semi-open space of about ten square meters with a desk.

Qi Mo occasionally handles some temporary work there.

When passing by, Sheng Mumu glanced at it.

The man with a calm aura is holding his mobile phone, standing by the desk, talking on the phone.

The eyes of the two met.

His originally cold and hard jaw line softened a little, as if he was saying hello.

Then, put it back on the phone again.

Qi's several real estate projects in the UK were affected by the adjustment of the local situation and encountered obstacles.

He is discussing coping strategies with several key employees who have followed him since the group was founded.

Sheng Mumu was leaning on the bedside and playing with her mobile phone, her eyes occasionally fell on Qi Mo's side.

The cuffs of the man's shirt were rolled up, revealing his cold white and strong wrist bones.

The neckline is slightly open and the silhouette is slouchy and relaxed.

Occasionally pace slowly, following the rhythm of the speech.

Most of the time, he stood facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a tall and slender figure.

Sheng Mumu likes to see him working hard.

Like a pleasing movie clip.

His voice is low-alcohol and magnetic, decisive and calm.

Speak concisely and to the point.

Not only is it kind to her ears.

I can always learn a lot of business management experience from a few words.

Sheng Mumu listened, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he found a notebook.

A good memory is not as good as a bad writing.

She steals the teacher quietly and records one or two.

……

In the handset, the subordinates are reporting several feasible plans to Qi Mo.

Qi Mo listened, and looked away inadvertently. When he saw Sheng Mumu, his eyes paused.

She was sitting at the head of the bed, but at some point she moved near the stool at the end of the bed.

Sitting barefoot on the wool carpet, leaning over the stool at the end of the bed to write and draw, with a serious face.

A ray of doubt floated in the man's eyes.

After a while, look at the past again.

More doubts.

She sat on the imperial concubine's couch again.

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, and he raised his eyebrows in confusion.

The attention allocated to the other end of the phone weakened again.

She seemed to be getting closer to him every time she moved.

Qi Mo's eyes were deep, and he didn't know why.

After a long while, Sheng Mumu gently put on the cap of the pen and closed the notebook.

After listening to Qi Mo's long phone calls, she was quite inspired, and several inspirations came into her mind.

Can't wait to chat with Qin Jiamu.

Sending a wechat message to Qin Jiamu, and knowing that the other party had the same intention, the two quick-tempered people simply made an appointment to meet directly.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Seven Café.

Qin Jiamu panted and pulled back the chair.

"Xiao Mumu, I'm sorry for being late. My husband and I were watching a movie in Dongcheng just now. I received your news and rushed all the way here. I was exhausted."

Sheng Mumu poured a glass of water and handed it to Qin Jiamu:

"Don't worry, drink some water first."

Qin Jiamu took a sip of water, "I didn't watch the movie at all, I was only thinking about brand promotion."

Sheng Mumu apologized: "Did I affect the world between you and your husband?"

"It doesn't matter what influences or not, old couples." Qin Jiamu pursed her lips and smiled, lowering her voice, "Besides, before I came out, I gave him some sweets to comfort him."

After the words fell, Qin Jiamu had a sweet expression on his face.

It is hard to imagine such a look on the face of a woman who has been married for almost 20 years.

Sheng Mumu's gossip spirit suddenly ignited, and she narrowed her eyes: "What sweetness?"

"Xiao Mumu, you are very gossip!"

Qin Jiamu's ears turned red and he gave her a glare.

Then, he gave her a sly look, and asked in a protracted tone:

"What about you, came out so late to talk about work, didn't the guy at home say anything?"

Sheng Mumu bent his eyes and smiled.

"I also gave him some sweets."