Entertainment: God-level nanny

In the next few days, Su Yiming continued to take He Miao and Song Qingzhu to play in Disneyland.

They visited the entire Disneyland, taking photos and checking in, buying souvenirs and all kinds of gadgets that He Miao liked.

Excluding meals and snacks, these souvenirs and gadgets alone cost Su Yiming about 1 yuan.

On the third day, which is the fourteenth day of the first lunar month.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, Su Yiming was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone.

He fumbled and glanced at the screen. It was Jiang Changqing calling.

"Hey."

Su Yiming said in a daze: "If you have something to say, you will have to fart."

"No, why is your tone so bad?"

Jiang Changqing's voice came from the mobile phone.

"You are talking nonsense, who is a good person who calls people at 5 o'clock in the morning? You..."

Su Yiming yelled a little irritably, and when he was about to say something, He Miao's voice rang out.

"dad……"

Su Yiming lowered his voice subconsciously and turned to look at the little girl.

But he found that He Miao still had his eyes closed, but he just turned over and clucked his mouth twice, "I also want to eat big chicken drumsticks..."

It turned out to be just sleep talk!

Su Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, got up quietly, came out of the bedroom, and entered the other bedroom in the presidential suite.

After closing the door, he picked up the phone again: "Tell me, what's going on? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or you can see how I deal with you after I return to Beijing."

"Hey, isn't it too early for me to come to Shanghai?"

Jiang Changqing chuckled and said, "Do you have a car on hand to pick us up at Hongqiao Airport?"

"what?"

Su Yiming immediately became energetic, "Wait a minute, you came to Shanghai and didn't go back to Beijing?"

Yesterday, Jiang Changqing and Su Yiming chatted for a while on WeChat. He said that they had had enough fun and were going back to Beijing.

Could it be that he misunderstood that this guy was not going back to Beijing, but coming to Shanghai?

Thinking like this, Su Yiming opened the WeChat chat box with Jiang Changqing.

It's Jinghua, right?

"Hey, we don't have enough time yet, so we just want to come to Shanghai to have some fun."

Jiang Changqing quickly explained: "Besides, Penguin Video just sent the company an invitation letter to the Lantern Festival Party.

I asked my father for the invitation letter, and I was appointed as the company representative to watch the live broadcast of the party. "

"You're really good at making excuses."

Su Yiming didn't believe what Jiang Changqing said at all. This guy didn't tell the truth.

Shaking his head helplessly, he said: "Forget it, just wait for me. I'll ask the hotel to send a car to take me there now."

After speaking, Su Yiming hung up the phone before Jiang Changqing could reply.

I looked at the time, it was just past 5 o'clock.

He Miao probably won't wake up until around 7 o'clock, and we can't leave the little girl alone in the room, right?

After thinking about it, Su Yiming sent a WeChat message to Song Qingzhu.

When he finished washing, he happened to see his phone light up, and it was Song Qingzhu's reply:

"I'm right at the door. Open the door for me."

Su Yiming quickly changed his clothes, then came to the door and opened it for Song Qingzhu.

Wearing a black sweater, jeans, and a black coat outside, Song Qingzhu, a beautiful face without any makeup, appeared at the door.

At this moment, Song Qingzhu was different from her usual aloofness when she wore heavy makeup and how beautiful she was when she wore light makeup. She had a bit more of a sister-next-door look.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you let me in quickly?"

Seeing Su Yiming staring at him, Song Qingzhu's heart pounded like a deer, and she pointed to the private room with a blushing face.

"Oh, sorry, sorry."

Su Yiming and Song Qingzhu apologized, and while letting Song Qingzhu in, they said, "I have to trouble you to look after the seedlings for me. I have to go to the airport to pick up my friend."

"Male friends, female friends?"

Song Qingzhu asked subconsciously, but then felt that this question was very inappropriate, so he quickly changed the subject and said: "It's okay, don't worry, I will take care of the seedlings here."

"It's Jiang Changqing, who we had dinner with last time, and his fiancée Ye Sangsang."

Su Yiming himself didn't know why he replied, and he continued: "It will be very soon, there is no traffic jam now, I can be back in more than an hour.

sorry to bother you! "

After saying this, Su Yiming opened the door and walked out as if running away.

It was so fast, it was like there was some wild beast in the house.

Looking at the closed door, Song Qingzhu suddenly burst into laughter and muttered: "Really like a child..."

……

Shanghai Hongqiao International Airport.

Starbucks (t2 arrival store).

Jiang Changqing and Ye Sangsang sat on the two booths at the door, looking at the revolving door from time to time.

"Changqing, we should have informed Brother Su yesterday."

Ye Sangsang wore a pair of brown sunglasses and complained: "I gave Brother Su a surprise. I think it was a shock."

"Can't you blame me?"

Jiang Changqing said innocently: "Who knew that Penguin Video was going to hold a Lantern Festival party and invited Hengyuan Group representatives to attend?

If my father hadn't asked me to come by name, I wouldn't have wanted to come to Shanghai. "

Speaking of this, Jiang Changqing complained: "Penguin Video is true. When people hold a live broadcast, a party or something, they want to make it known to everyone.

Fortunately for them, there is no publicity at all. "

"Maybe it's to increase the mystery."

Ye Sangsang took a sip of coffee and said, "However, many netizens on the Internet know about this matter, but the spread is not wide."

"I do..."

Jiang Changqing wanted to say something else.

Jingle Bell!

At this time, the mobile phone on the table rang.

"Look, people are coming."

Jiang Changqing glanced at the phone screen and answered the call, "Hello, Yi Ming."

"I've arrived at the pick-up area at T2 of the airport. Where are you?"

Su Yiming said: "I didn't see you in the pick-up hall?"

"We're at Starbucks!"

Jiang Changqing stood up as he said this: "Just wait for us for a minute, and we will go there in one minute."

"it is good!"

Su Yiming responded and hung up the phone.

Not long after, Su Yiming saw Jiang Changqing dragging his luggage at the door of the airport reception hall.

This guy seems to have gained weight again after not seeing him for a few days.

"Changqing!"

Far away, Su Yiming waved to him.

"Yi Ming."

"Brother Su."

Jiang Changqing and Ye Sangsang walked a few steps quickly and rushed over to say hello to Su Yiming.

"Let's go, the car is on the side of the road."

Su Yiming nodded towards the two of them and said as he walked out the door: "Tell me the truth, are you afraid that you will be beaten by your godfather when you return to Beijing, so you came to me first?"

"Look, how come there is so little trust between people?"

Jiang Changqing rolled his eyes and said, "I really represent Hengyuan Group to attend the Penguin Video Lantern Festival Party."

As he spoke, he took out a black invitation with gold edges from his bag.

Su Yiming took it and took a look. It was really a guest invitation issued by Penguin Video.

"its not right?"

After leading the two of them into the commercial vehicle, Su Yiming said in surprise: "Hengyuan shouldn't have any cooperation with Penguin Video, right?"

"As you said, Hengyuan is one of the top industrial groups in the country no matter what."

Jiang Changqing rolled his eyes and said: "Not to mention Penguin Video, even other video companies, entertainment companies, even catering groups, supermarket groups... have cooperation.

Industrial capital is not comparable to that of entertainment companies and catering companies. "

"Hey, you're really out of breath when you say you're fat."

Su Yiming looked at Jiang Changqing angrily and changed the subject: "How was your time in Dongliao this time? Have you ever gone to Mohe to see..."