Entertainment: God-level nanny

"Uh……"

Su Yiming turned to look at Wang Zhizhou and Zhang Di who were speaking, and said, "Do you know each other?"

"of course."

Zhang Di took the initiative to reach out to Jiang Changqing and said, "Mr. Jiang from the Commercial Department of Hengyuan Group is an old customer of our TV station."

Hengyuan Group was founded by Jiang Changqing’s father, Jiang Tianheng.

Now, Jiang Changqing works in the Commercial Department of Jiangyuan Group as deputy general manager.

This is why Su Yiming joked with Jiang Changqing before: If you fail in your debut, you will have no choice but to go home and inherit hundreds of billions of assets!

"Director Zhang, long time no see."

Jiang Changqing shook hands with Zhang Di and said with a smile:

"Last time, our group's infrastructure construction in Jiangbei District A was all due to Director Zhang's promotion. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you, but I didn't expect to meet you here today."

"Mr. Jiang, you are too polite."

Zhang Di waved his hand and said, "I wonder who you are with Yi Ming?"

"Oh, Yiming is my brother."

Jiang Changqing thought for a while and added: "Not real brothers, but better than real brothers."

Zhang Di nodded clearly, paying more attention to Su Yiming in his heart.

After the two of them finished their polite greetings, Wang Zhizhou said, "Xiaoye, are you, Yi Ming, and Mr. Jiang?"

"Brother Su often records songs in our recording studio, and we become familiar with each other over and over again. Besides..."

Ye Sangsang quickly explained.

But when he spoke later, his voice became lower and lower.

Jiang Changqing also blushed and opened his mouth to explain.

"Mr. Wang, Sang Sang is Chang Qing's girlfriend."

Seeing that the couple was a little shy, Su Yiming simply changed the subject and said, "We are all here, shall we chat while we eat?"

"Yes, take a seat quickly."

Dong Sijian nodded, led everyone to their seats, and said: "Waiter, please serve the food."

"Okay, please wait a moment, distinguished guest!"

The waiter who had been standing outside the private room replied back to the private room, pressed the earphone and started passing the food.

While the food was being served, Dong Si Jian took out a small red box from his pocket, handed it to He Miao, and said:

"He Miao, this is the gift that uncle owes you."

"Meeting gift?"

He Miao blinked her big eyes and didn't understand why Uncle Dong said that.

"No, Mr. Dong, are you too polite?"

Su Yiming said helplessly: "We are already so familiar, so there is no need to give any meeting gifts, right?

You'd better take it back quickly! "

"No, I already said I would make up for it, how can I keep my word?"

Saying this, Dong Simian opened the box.

I saw a crystal hairpin placed in the box. On the surface of the hairpin was a colorful butterfly. Not only the texture, but also the small tentacles were clearly visible.

Not to mention He Miao, even Ye Sangsang felt amazing.

"It's so beautiful!"

He Miao's big eyes were so bright that he couldn't help shouting.

"It looks good, uncle will help you put it on."

Without waiting for He Miao to answer, Dong Sijian took out the butterfly hairpin and put it on the right side of the little girl's ball head.

The lifelike appearance of the hairpin is as if there is a butterfly lying on the head of the seedling.

"No, no!"

Before Su Yiming could refuse, Dong Si saw and interrupted him:

"Yi Ming, this is not that expensive. Besides, how beautiful is the Hemiao? That's it!"

"This……"

Seeing the joyful smile on He Miao's face, Su Yiming simply stopped refusing and pointedly said:

"He Miao, should we..."

"Thank you, Uncle Dong!"

He Miao rolled her big eyes and immediately thanked her obediently.

"You're welcome, we Hemiao are so polite!"

Dong Sijian patted He Miao on the little head and laughed: "Yi Ming, speaking of which, I also have a daughter who is four years old this year.

It should be bigger than a grain seedling..."

……

The dinner began in this harmonious atmosphere.

Both parties have become familiar with each other, and with He Miao, a little pistachio, the atmosphere has always been harmonious.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

It's nearly 8:.

Except for He Miao who was still fighting with the sweet and sour pork ribs, everyone put down their chopsticks and drank tea.

"He Miao, your belly is bulging, why are you still eating?"

Dong Sijian watched with interest as He Miao gnawed the sweet and sour pork ribs with relish, and said with a smile:

"If you keep eating like this, you will turn into a pig!"

He Miao paused for a moment, then wrinkled her little nose and said:

"Dad said that I am still young and growing, so it doesn't matter if I eat more! I won't turn into a piglet!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Piglets start to get fat from eating too much."

Jiang Changqing squinted his eyes and teased He Miao: "Remember the roasted suckling pig that uncle took you to eat before, right? Those piglets were roasted after they were fattened..."

Hearing this, He Miao was startled and did not dare to eat. She silently put down the ribs with her little hands.

"Okay, Changqing, don't scare He Miao."

Ye Sangsang glared at Jiang Changqing, gave He Miao another piece of ribs, and said, "Don't listen to your uncle Changqing's nonsense. Eat another piece."

He Miao did not eat immediately, but turned to look at his father.

He said with worry in his big eyes: "Dad, can I still eat it? You won't make me into a roast pig, right?"

"He Miao is so cute, who would have the heart to do this?"

Su Yiming would give his daughter a big smile and said: "We Hemiao can eat whatever we want, as much as we want.

Also, look at Uncle Changqing, he is not thin at all. If you want to roast pig, you have to roast him first! "

"Humph, dad is right!"

He Miao came back to her senses, compared each other's figures, and then said softly:

"Uncle Fatty, please, and you're scaring me. If you want to eat, I'll eat you first, Uncle Qing!"

"Hahaha……"

Seeing He Miao's cute little appearance, everyone laughed.

He Miao looked at everyone blankly, her big eyes flashing, wondering why her father and the others were laughing?

"Okay, let's eat, He Miao."

Su Yiming rubbed the little girl's hair, turned to Dong Sijian and said:

"Mr. Dong, I remember you told me when we got in the car that you wanted to help me negotiate a business? I don't know what the business is?"

"You have to ask Director Zhang about this."

Dong Simian turned the topic to Zhang Di.

"I asked you to come here to help me. Who would have thought that I would have to do it myself."

Zhang Di shook his head and said: "That's right, Yi Ming.

Isn’t it almost the New Year? Our TV station will hold the Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month every year.

I am the general director of this year's Spring Festival Gala. I would like to invite you to participate in the Spring Festival Gala. I wonder if you have the time? "

According to the custom of previous years, all local TV stations will broadcast the Spring Festival Gala on the 28th or 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

The reason is to stagger the broadcast time of CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

But even so, not everyone can attend Jinghua TV’s Spring Festival Gala.

The program enters the audition stage in December every year, followed by re-selection in January, final selection and year-end rehearsals in early February.

Even during rehearsals, there is a chance that the program will be taken down.

Zhang Di's invitation obviously skipped this procedure.

It’s a direct connection!

As long as Su Yiming nods, he can go directly to the Beijing TV Spring Festival Gala!

"No, shouldn't you ask me about this?"

As soon as Zhang Di finished speaking, Zhu Qiwu couldn't help but said: "I am Yi Ming's manager!"

"Forget it. Even if you are an agent, you are still the future agent. You and Yi Ming haven't signed a contract yet."

Zhang Di couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "We can only talk to Yi Ming about this matter!"

After saying that, Zhang Di sincerely extended the invitation to Su Yiming again:

"Yiming, what do you mean?"