He Yiyi didn't believe that Han Ying was staying in the country just for luck, so she asked again: "Is there any problem with the Ahzan who is with her?"

"That's Azan in black." Tang Zejiu didn't say anything more.

He Yiyi nodded clearly and didn't say anything more.

"Do you have time? Have dinner together?" Tang Zejiu asked again.

He Yiyi smiled and said, "Why would you like to invite you to Xuanshengju for dinner?"

"Okay, I should also visit Chairman Sheng and Mr. He." Tang Zejiu said.

"Then let's go. I believe my grandfather and grandma will be very happy to see you." After He Yiyi said that, she picked up her cell phone and called the nanny Wang and Aunt Lan, saying that guests will come to your house to prepare some dishes well.

The car drove into Xuanshengju. After parked, Tang Zejiu's bodyguard took out four or five high-end gift boxes from the place where he put his luggage.

Sheng Huashang saw Tang Zejiu and asked with a smile: "Why are you, a busy man?"

"I haven't come to visit you for a long time. If you don't come again, I'm afraid you'll scold me." Tang Zejiu dragged Sheng Huashang's arm and took her to the sofa to sit down, and asked again: "Where is Mr. He? Doesn't he live here too?"

"He, after playing with mud for a while, he was like a mud monkey, and he was taking a bath upstairs." Sheng Huashang smiled.

"Playing with mud?" Tang Zejiu looked at He Yiyi in wonder.

"My grandfather has been obsessed with growing vegetables recently. He spends time in his vegetable field every day, so he hopes that his vegetable seedlings will grow up quickly so that they can be eaten by him."

"This is a good thing! I originally wanted to find a place to grow vegetables and chickens after retirement. I will ask Mr. He for advice later." Tang Zejiu said with a smile.

"What do you want to ask?" Someone came in at the door, and his voice was a little cold.

"Dad?" He Yiyi turned around and saw He Jiayong who was exhausted and hurriedly got up and took the stack of specialty boxes from his hand. "Is the music festival just over today? Are you back?"

"The work is over, of course we should come back immediately. There are so many things at home." He Jiayong nodded politely and alienatedly when he saw Tang Zejiu: "Thank you Mr. Tang for coming to visit my mother-in-law. Please don't be surprised."

"Professor He is polite." Tang Zejiu smiled indifferently.

Sheng Huashang looked down on He Jiayong anymore, so he couldn't treat him at this time, so he just urged: "Okay, since you're back, hurry up and wash up, clean up and let's have a meal."

"Okay mom." He Jiayong nodded and went upstairs to his room to take a shower and change his clothes.

Tang Zejiu originally wanted to finish the meal and talk to Sheng Huashang about the Shengshi Consortium, but because He Jiayong was there, he didn't talk much. After the meal, he said goodbye and left.

After dinner, He Jiayong pulled his father upstairs, entered the bedroom and closed the door. The father and the other party talked about some intimate words.

"Dad, I'm busy with work. I'll take care of my mother-in-law. You can move back tomorrow."

"Why? I have grown a lot of vegetables here, and they have already sprouted! I can't get cheaper that old lady!"

"Dad! Can you stop making trouble?"

"Who made a fuss? I'm serious!"

"What are you serious about? You?"

"I'm serious about growing vegetables! Even if I want to move back, I have to wait until my vegetables are harvested before leaving."

He Jiayong was very persuading, but the old man only agreed to accept the vegetables before moving them away.

In the end, there was nothing he could do. He Jiayong discussed with Mingxi that the two of them would come to have dinner and go back to their villa after dinner. If you don’t want anything else, you can come to see the second child every day, so don’t fight with each other if you disagree.

Fortunately, it is only a few minutes' drive to Villa No. 8 where Xuan Shengju and He Jiayong Mingxi live. It is convenient to get around.

Ming Jingxin only came back after He Jiayong left.

Sheng Huashang and Mr. He were already asleep, and He Yiyi was alone on the open-air balcony and looked at the things in the file bag that Tang Zejiu gave him.

There are photos of Korean movies inside, and the shooting angle is not very good. Most of them are back and silhouettes. At first glance, they are far away from the person being photographed.

"What are you looking at?" Ming Jingxin came over in a bathrobe and rubbed her wet hair.

"This." He Yiyi handed a photo of Han Ying to Ming Jingxin.

"Is there any news about her?"

“In the country.”

Ming Jingxin looked at the photo, changed to other ones for a while, and finally nodded and said, "These photos are original, not synthetic. Judging from this geographical indication, she should be in Qingmai."

"What Mr. Tang gave me, the person who found out that Han Ying had contact with a black-clad Azan was doing his luck for himself."

"Many people in the entertainment industry believe in this, and there are many people who go for luck. But the key is, why doesn't she contact anyone?"

"Yes, I need to check this."

"Have you told Han Mingde about this?"

"Not yet, I want to find out Li Lei's whereabouts before making a decision."

"That's fine. With this clue, I asked someone to go and check Li Lei to see if there is any news."

"How are you busy today?" He Yiyi put away the photo.

"It's OK. "Blue Blood" has been edited. If you have time tomorrow, let's go and make a dubbing together."

He Yiyi thought about tomorrow's arrangements and nodded and said, "I have time tomorrow afternoon. I have to go to Director Zhang's audition in the morning."

"You want to audition for "The Great Medicine"?"

"Well, I like this script very much, and I want to act in a costume drama."

"Okay." Ming Jingxin nodded, "Then I'll go with you."

"You're going to audition?"

"No? Director Zhang also invited me to audition before. He said that my image is very suitable for playing the role of the young master of that aristocratic family."

He Yiyi sighed helplessly: "Okay, what's wrong with your acting? Several directors want you."

"Don't you want me? You're so unhappy when you play with me?" Ming Jingxin asked with his head down.

"I don't want to have those messy scandals on the Internet anymore."

"You can't want scandals. If we make a public relationship, the scandals will immediately turn into news."

"Don't!" He Yiyi immediately pressed Ming Jingxin's lips that came over, "Wait a little longer."

"I can't wait, baby." Ming Jingxin grabbed He Yiyi's hand, then suddenly came over and pecked her lips.

"Mr. Ming's self-control is still OK, I believe in you."

"It's okay not to disclose it, so what compensation do you give me in private?"

He Yiyi was speechless: "Do you... want some face? How old do you need to make compensation?"

"If you don't compensate me, I'll post on Weibo now." Ming Jingxin said, picking up his phone and clicking on Weibo.

"Send Weibo? What do you say? Do you dare?" He Yiyi pouted and waited for Ming Jingxin.

"What's wrong with me?" Ming Jingxin quickly called out a photo from the album of his mobile phone, then edited the copy and sent it out.

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He Yiyi looked at the picture that was attached to the copy and felt very angry.

He actually matched the picture of the hand-rolled noodles. It was the bowl of noodles she made by herself. However, due to the different shooting angles, even the same bowl of noodles now seems to have made another bowl, but the skill of the noodles is not improved.

As soon as this Weibo post was posted, it was quickly forwarded by the fan club of two people.

Yi Xin CP fans are crazy.

Although it is just a bowl of noodles, it is a bowl of noodles with a story!

Then, many talented fans wrote down all the previous things related to this bowl of noodles.

Another genius fans wrote a tear-jerking love story based on these two bowls of hand-rolled noodles that have not improved at all in cooking.

Forums, super talks, headlines and other retweets.

The next morning, Yi Xin and Yi Yi's super talk was successfully topped the hot search and ranked first.

As a public relations officer for the Sugar Triangle Crisis, Jia Yingying no longer has any temper.

She was too lazy to call Du Yue and just called Lu Feiyu: "Tell the boss, congratulations on her being on the hot search again. Today, two brands called over and said that they would cancel the cooperation. You should know that the endorsements our boss recently received are all girl brands. If she is in love, it will not be in line with other people's brand image! So, please make up for this loss consciously, otherwise don't blame me for being rude! By the way, you are the boss's assistant, so if her endorsement is lost, your salary will be deducted! Follow her day by day, don't you know how to remind her?!"

Lu Feiyu hung up the phone and turned around and saw Ming Jingxin in a very good mood.

With the urge to protect her vested interests (wage and bonus), she quickly stepped forward to stop Ming Jingxin and said regardless of it: "Mr. Ming, thank you for your blessing, our boss has lost two more endorsements! How can you accompany this loss?!"

"Ending? What endorsement?" Ming Jingxin had not reacted yet.

"A family has a private dance product, and a family has a high-end customization for girls' jewelry! The brand said that if we, Mr. He, are in love, they will terminate the contract!"

"Then we will terminate the contract! This kind of endorsement should not be accepted from the beginning."

Lu Feiyu stamped her feet in anger: "You are so light! You are rich and not interested in this little money, but we are still counting on this money to pay bonuses!"

Ming Jingxin smiled indifferently: "I will send you your bonus in the future. You can only take care of your boss."

"You... are you buying me?!" Lu Feiyu's big eyes were round, "You underestimate people too much!"

"How much is your current bonus?"

"The total bonus salary for a month is 15,000!"

"No matter how much money you get in the sugar triangle, I will give you another 20,000."

"..." Lu Feiyu suddenly felt like she was hit on her head by a pie.

Ming Jingxin looked at the stupid Lu Feiyu, and bypassed her and went straight to the kitchen to squeeze juice for He Yiyi.

Lu Feiyu stood there for a while before she realized it, and chased her to the kitchen and said, "I won't want your 20,000! No matter how much you give, I won't want it." Who knows if the pie will become a trap? In addition, the bosses in the Sugar Triangle are not vegetarians. If they really eat inside, will there be a good ending?
Chapter completed!