The real daughter sets up a stall live broadcast, and the wealthy line up to kneel

Chapter 70 Are you also a lobbyist? (Add more

The four of them were dressed gorgeously, as if they had rushed over from some kind of banquet, and as soon as they appeared on the stage, they attracted crowds from the snack street.

"Bai Yu, we"

"Wait a minute." Bai Yu stretched out her hand to stop Liang Wen's next words. Could it be that the Si family really had a brain problem? Aren't they afraid of being embarrassed when they came to the food stall to find her?

"Uncle, aunt, let me say a few words?" Qi Fuchen, who was watching the excitement, finally spoke out.

The three of the Si family backed away. They couldn't leave completely, but at least they were farther away from the booth.

Bai Yu glanced at the man next to her, "Mr. Qi, don't you have the leisure to be a lobbyist?"

"You're right, I'm here to help you." Qi Fuchen had that unshakeable smile on his face.

Bai Yu handed out the baked gluten, and looked back at him, "Are you here to help me, or are you helping to bring someone here?"

Qi Fuchen did not refute and acquiesced to this answer.

I don't know what he said to the three of them before they left. Qi Fuchen waited beside Bai Yu until he closed the stall.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Bai Yu didn't understand. She just wanted to set up a good stall, but why so many things came to her door.

Qi Fuchen handed over a bottle of water with the cap unscrewed. She took it but did not drink it.

"He Jiqing, have you met him before? What do you think of him?"

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to her senses, "Isn't he just a playboy? What does it have to do with him?"

What she said was the way He Jiqing showed others, so there was nothing wrong with her saying it.

Qi Fuchen stared at him closely, as if trying to find other traces in her eyes. After almost a minute, he smiled even more.

"The relationship is serious. The old man of the He family is superstitious and calculated that the Si family and the He family are destined, and the little princess of the Si family went abroad for further study."

Bai Yu understood before he finished speaking.

Si Zhongyan didn't want to give up such an opportunity to the side branch of the Si family, and he couldn't afford to offend the He family, so now he could only let himself go back.

She laughed out loud: "I didn't expect you rich people to be quite superstitious. Then tell me how you can help me?"

"No matter the news that is beneficial to oneself, no matter whether it is true or false, one must believe it, especially the older elders."

Qi Fuchen briefly explained, and then said: "What's more, there is no need to marry if you are destined, right?"

Bai Yu looked at him and asked, "Then what about you, why did you help me?

In fact, there is nothing wrong with marrying He Jiqing. If you are rich and your husband doesn't come home, isn't life quite comfortable? "

Qi Fuchen: "."

He didn't seem to expect Bai Yu to say that, and he froze in place for a moment.

Bai Yu loaded the things into the car, turned around and said, "Mr. Qi, has anyone told you that you really don't look like a good person?"

"What if I could really help you?"

She ignored him and left on a tricycle.

In Bai Yu's heart, whether it's Si Changrui, Qi Fuchen, or He Jiqing, they are all the same kind of people, and they can only stand together if they are useful.

The worthless Si Muran is the best example.

Instead of believing that it was the little friendship between himself and Qi Hongqiang that made Qi Fuchen come forward to help, it would be better to say that he fancy his weird food recipes.

She wants a piece of the pie before she even gets rich. Is she acting too hastily?

In the next few days, the Si family did not find them again, but He Jiqing added Bai Yu's WeChat messages over and over again.

After Bai Yu agreed to the application, she didn't say anything, as if she just wanted to lie on the list.

I feel a little unlucky in August, so I dyed my hair, and I shouldn’t have Kawen tomorrow (believe in metaphysics!)