My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

Five in the morning.

Su Qiao was half asleep and half awake, something cold on her face was flowing down her chin, she opened her sleepy eyes with effort, and faced a pale face fiercely.

The sky was dim, and Zuo Zuo looked at him from a close distance without blinking his eyes.

"Su Qiao, get up."

"You scared me." Su Qiao yawned, turned her face to the back of the sofa, wiped the cool water on her face, and said in a lazy, nasal voice, "Um... what time is it?"

not angry?

Zuo Zuo was unexpected, woke up so early in this way, she thought Su Qiao would throw a tantrum, but she didn't expect her temper to look good, so she could only continue to work hard, "Four o'clock, let's get up and record the show."

"Is it so early?"

Su Qiao sat up, rubbed the hair on the back of her head, yawned again and again, her eyes were sleepy, and she was still awake from the dream.

In the room, only an old-fashioned light bulb above his head was shining, and the pale yellow light flowed on his fair skin, which was even whiter. His natural curly hair was soft and shiny, and one cheek was pressed out thinly by the bamboo sofa. His red marks would have looked sick originally, but his demeanor was pure and clear, looking healthy and full of vigor.

Zuo Zuo's breath was stagnant, he turned a corner in his prepared words, and said softly: "Get up quickly, we have to assign work today."

After Su Qiao washed up, Han Jianrong and his fan Xiao Zhao were already sitting on the futon, the hot tea was steaming, and several plates of dried fruits were placed on the table.

"Su Qiao, come, everyone is waiting for you." Han Jianrong patted the futon beside him with a gentle smile.

Su Qiao took a look at him, didn't want to pay attention to him, and chose a position farthest from Han Jianrong.

Shu Guogang and his fans were the last to come out. The two of them are nearly a hundred years old together. The program team took good care of them.

Han Jianrong looked around and spoke first, "Today is the first day of our recording program. I am very glad to be able to gather with all seniors and juniors. At present, we are facing the challenge of survival. I will assign your work. Do you have any opinions?"

Having said these words, he has already regarded himself as the head of a "family".

Su Qiao held the warm teacup in both hands, and said nothing, Shu Guogang nodded and smiled, "We are like a family now, we really need a backbone, I am old, I don't understand the thoughts of you young people, you come here Command everyone..."

After being affirmed by the heavyweight guests, Han Jianrong coughed a few times, "The current arrangement, today I will go out with Mr. Shu and my group to look for job opportunities, Su Qiao and Zuo Zuo will stay here, clean the courtyard and do housework, do you have any objections? "

Zuo Zuo took a peek at Su Qiao, and kept silent. Going out to work will have a lot more shots and exposure than staying at home. After all, everyone is watching a reality show, not a housekeeping show, which is very unfair to Su Qiao.

"I have objections." Su Qiao frowned, and asked straightforwardly: "Why are the two of us staying?"

Han Jianrong's smile flashed away. Variety shows like Su Qiao who disobeys the organization's arrangements, so there is no need to piss him off, and he comes to the door by himself, "Zuo Zuo is a girl, and she is better at these things than us. Is there a problem? "

Su Qiao looked at Zuo Zuo who bowed her head and said nothing, and patted her on the shoulder lightly, her voice was softer, "We can stay, but housework is not for girls, next time we will take turns to do housework."

Zuo Zuo's drooping head moved slightly, and he looked up at him in surprise, Su Qiao smiled lightly, wanting his fans to serve the four old men here to eat and drink, go dreaming.

Han Jianrong and Shu Guogang looked at each other, but said nothing.

Xiao Zhao, Han Jianrong's fan, is a photographer who has been taking high-end wedding dresses abroad all year round. This time, he brought a camera for dinner. Together, the four of them took family photos for the villagers in the village at the foot of the mountain and opened a temporary photo studio. It has a program effect, but also has social significance, and the creativity is top-notch.

Xiao Zhao and Shu Guogang's fan Lao Zhou went to Zhang Luo to buy a curtain. Shu Guogang lit a cigarette, turned off the microphone, and looked at Han Jianrong with intriguing eyes, "He is a child and is always at home. Will there be few shots in post-editing? "

Han Jianrong smiled, why are you in a hurry, there are many shots of Su Qiao in the later stage, and he said righteously, "Mr. Shu, you don't understand, Su Qiao is a young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Although his family is in trouble now, he has a sharp temper , I want to hone him today so that he won't disobey the organization's arrangements in the future."

Shu Guogang nodded in agreement, "I see, I thought you had some grudge with that child."

Su Qiao is not good at doing housework. As far as he can remember, he has no worries about food and clothing, and there is a diligent housekeeper at home.

His pampered hands are used to steer a luxury car, hold a paintbrush, and play the piano, and they have nothing to do with rough work.

But now, he is seriously handling the moss on the brick wall with a small shovel. The structure of the yard is good, except that the moss on the outer wall is not very beautiful.

Zuo Zuo sat beside him with a small bench and whispered, "Su Qiao, don't you think you've been excluded?"

"Is there?" Su Qiao stretched his sore wrist, he was squeezed out?

Zuo Zuo nodded, hesitated for a moment, looked at Su Qiao's back, and said the words he had prepared, "He is an actor, a big name with resources and connections, it's normal to have more exposure, although you have fewer shots, but at least you can be on camera Well, anyway, your ability to live is not as good as his, so you might as well lie down and let him laugh, maybe after the broadcast, you can win some favors."

"..."

Su Qiao turned her neck and looked at her quietly. His fan turned her elbow outward, "Remember, I'm no worse than him."

"But……"

Su Qiao handed her the extra shovel, "Sister, I'm tired, come and shovel moss with me."

Black fans, don't try to be lazy!

"I..." Zuo Zuo was about to refuse when she met Su Qiao's black and white eyes, which were clear and frank, as if she could see through the dark corners of her heart at a glance. Shovel the moss.

While carefully shoveling the moss, Su Qiao thought to herself: "Sister, we are in a group now, don't build up other people's aspirations and destroy your own prestige. Since you like me, you have to trust me and let's work hard together."

"By the way, what do you like about me?" Su Qiao stopped and asked her.

Zuo Zuo was tongue-tied and said dumbly, "I like your play."

Su Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corner of her mouth curved into a smile, "I knew it, thank you for your liking."

This smile was clean and pure, Zuo Zuo was so guilty that he didn't dare to look at him, regretted why he took on such an unconscionable errand, and the Weibo didn't say that Su Qiao's idol was burdensome, coquettish, and playing big names, now... what a wonderful one boy.

She couldn't bear it.

When Han Jianrong's group of four came back, the sun was setting on the western mountain, and the clouds in the mountain were like a burning fire, covering the entire courtyard with gold.

The director team and the photography team followed the filming all day, exhausted and exhausted. The moment they saw the small courtyard, everyone was refreshed for a moment.

The original dirty blue brick wall turned into a picture scroll of nature, with white paint as the base, green water and green hills, shaded by trees, a small courtyard is located in it, and the surrounding flowers are full of mottled and colorful, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

There are six round wooden signs hanging on the wooden door, each with the names of the six members of the program group written in cursive characters, from top to bottom according to age, warm and lovely.

Everyone opened the door and entered, the yard was spotless, the faded wooden tables had been carefully repaired and painted new, the old futon cushions turned into a fresh candy color, two Pikachu ears were painted on the light yellow one, and the blue one was a machine The cat's pocket is ingenious and refreshing.

In one day, it transformed from a barren courtyard into a favorite art folklore for young people.

"Are you back? Don't sit still, it's not dry yet." Su Qiao was wearing a black peaked cap, with spots of paint on her clothes, and a dirty lump of dust on her nose.

"This...you made it?" The chief director of the program group looked around, my dear, I found the treasure, and the landlord almost woke up laughing from his dream.

Holding a brush in his hand, Su Qiao painted a rainbow for the large water tank in the yard, "I painted it with Zuo Zuo."

He majored in art history abroad in university, and art is a basic requirement. Compared with those masters in the school who painted for the royal family, his painting is not very good, but it is enough for ordinary people to look up to.

The people in the photography team were eye-opening. There are many artists who can draw, but there are too few artists who draw so beautifully.

Shu Guo had just visited, and sighed in admiration, "Little friend, you are so versatile. Being an entertainer is not enough."

Su Qiao smiled embarrassedly, wiped her face with her sleeve, and said honestly: "No, I drew it with Zuo Zuo, and she helped me a lot."

"I didn't expect Zuo Zuo to be able to draw." Han Jianrong hit the point, and praised with a half-hearted smile, "Zuo Zuo's drawing is really good."

Zuo Zuo straightened a basin of water and came out of the wing room. Hearing Han Jianrong's words, he shook his head like a rattle, "How can I draw? They are all drawn by Su Qiao, so I will pass him a pen."

"You also checked for me. I haven't painted landscapes for a long time, thanks to you for helping me check." Su Qiao said sincerely, he has never taken a paintbrush since returning to China. He is a person who is passionate about everything for 3 minutes. Can not remember.

Except He Zhijin.

The people in the program group were full of praise, and the official Weibo operator snapped a few photos and posted them on Weibo, so that everyone can appreciate the beauty of art together.

Han Jianrong was as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly. He didn't expect Su Qiao to give him a slap in the face. No wonder he was willing to stay at home in the morning. It's not easy to pretend to be so realistic.

He couldn't see that Su Qiao was so scheming, this trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger really underestimated Su Qiao.

The more Han Jianrong thought about it, the angrier he became. Being stepped on by such a thing, he had never been insulted like this in his 15 years of debut.

In a fit of anger, the assistant came running in a panic, couldn't stop, almost lying on the ground, panting and said: "Brother Han, something is wrong."

If it wasn't for the camera, Han Jianrong kicked him over, turned off the microphone with a cold face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The company wants to terminate the contract with you."

Han Jianrong was slightly stunned, his face turned pale, "Can you terminate the contract with me?"

He is the first brother of Mingcan Media, solve it with him?Boss is out of his mind?Too much money to panic?

"It's true, I just answered the call, I asked the reason, but the other side refused to say anything, it's just..."

"Just what?"

The assistant looked at him cautiously, "Let you use your brain and keep your mouth shut."

Han Jianrong couldn't believe it, and took out his mobile phone, "You must have heard wrong, I called my superiors, I am Mingcan's first brother, they will not terminate my contract."

He is indeed important, but there is an idiom in this world.

It's called Lost Car Baoshuai.

Su Qiao stood all day, with a sore back and a sore neck, so she snapped a few photos of her works and sent them to He Zhijin to let him feel how outstanding she is.

[Yi Nanmu]: I drew it with my fans, isn't it pretty?

He Zhijin's reply did not meet Su Qiao's expectations, and the two words [Yes. ]

Su Qiao had one long leg bent, with her chin resting on her knees, curled her lips, showing sincerity, how did he and He Zhijin fall in love for three years before?

What exactly is He Zhijin thinking? Is there any drama between the two of them?

The whole day's work made his body exhausted, but his mind became more active. Su Qiao guessed right and left, but couldn't figure it out. His mind was simple, and he was not good at dealing with complicated emotional problems. The Weibo on his phone prompted "Ding "Boom".

He clicked on it, and Su Qiao's global support club sent a Weibo to forward the lottery. There was only one requirement for the lottery, and he had published positive film reviews about Su Qiao on social networks.

The prizes are the latest ten fruit mobile phones and ten sunflower mobile phones, which cater to the taste of the public.

The usual supporters will give away autographed photos, lipstick and powder, and the lucky draw will give away so many mobile phones. The first one is very rich and powerful.

Su Qiao's heart moved, it's really strange, he was wronged yesterday because Han Jianrong questioned his acting skills, today, the fan club is collecting positive film reviews about him.

It was almost like drilling into his head.

This sister is really not easy.

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