Cannon Fodder Beauty Can't Escape [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 19

Meng Qinghan directly called Sui An's agent over and asked her to help Sui An rent a house near the film and television base. Recently, she has been training in the crew, so it is inconvenient to be a babysitter for some people.

Zhong Fanyin's complexion was extremely bad at that time, especially when he thought of the naked old man in the VIP suite upstairs, he felt his forehead twitching.

To be honest, although he doesn't like Sui An anymore, he has some affection for her, and he doesn't want to send her out easily for the time being.But Zhong Yueming insisted on making a deal with the old man, and he couldn't refuse, so he could only let it go.

Now things have not been done... Zhong Yueming is probably going to be unhappy again, and his depression is doubled.

Before coming here, he even boasted to Zhong Yueming, saying that he would definitely succeed.

The old man is still waiting up there...

Meng Qinghan seemed to see through his heart, and thorns were about to pop out of his pupils to pierce him, "There are also a lot of male second roles, why do you still have time to come here to cheer? Have you memorized the lines? Have you passed the martial arts moves? "

... Zhong Fanyin immediately felt triple pressure.

He forgot that the evaluation of this drama is very strict, there will be an evaluation next weekend, if the score is too low, he will be publicly executed, Xiang Xiangran must be on Weibo to criticize him!

He didn't know who to be angry with at the moment.

If Meng Qinghan didn't come, then he would be able to send Sui An out smoothly, and the old man would make a movie for him...

Taking advantage of Meng Qinghan's inattention, he gave her a hard look.

Last time in the villa, Meng Qinghan still cast a shadow over him.Once people who are used to violence are subdued by violence, they will reveal their cowardly and cowardly nature.

Meng Qinghan didn't see the malice in his eyes. Of course, she had already maxed out her hatred with Zhong Fanyin, and she didn't care if it was more or less.

She watched Sui An being taken away by her manager, and then she put the drink in front of Zhong Fanyin, "Drink it."

Zhong Fanyin: "..."

He turned his face and snarled at Zhong Yisheng: "Zhong Yisheng, don't you care about her? Are you just watching her humiliate me like this?"

Compared with the flashes of swords and swords here, the booth at the booth seemed quieter and more peaceful. Zhong Yisheng was suddenly pulled into the battlefield, and was slightly taken aback.

But she habitually ignored Zhong Fanyin and turned her gaze to Meng Qinghan.

No matter how resplendent and splendid it is, it is just an entertainment venue. The stage lights with flaming teeth and claws are walking in the hall in a confusing manner. There is only one heavy lantern standing in front of the stage, and the light circle is cunningly dizzy, embracing half of Meng Qinghan's body.

The place was extremely noisy, but she felt that Meng Qinghan's extreme frankness was a different kind of tranquility.

Zhong Fanyin seemed to say something again, but she didn't listen.

She was about to grow eyes all over her body, and all her eyes were only for one landscape.

If it was in the past...Meng Qinghan would have turned her head annoyed and reprimanded her for staring.

But this time, she met her eyes.

Meng Qinghan encouraged her with her eyes, and mouthed to her: "Call him!!!"

Zhong Yisheng: "...?"

Meng Qinghan sighed silently, walked over to stand in front of her, and said to Zhong Fanyin: "Go back and put on your crotch pants, dead giant baby!"

She was sullen, and helplessly brought Zhong Yisheng out of her splendor.

Behind them, Zhong Fanyin and his relatives and friends were all silent.

After an unknown amount of time, someone asked, "Brother Fanyin, is this... your family's way of getting along? It's kind of... open."

Zhong Fanyin kicked the table hard.

In the car, Meng Qinghan stared closely at Zhong Yisheng beside her.

Zhong Yisheng moved impatiently, turned his head to look at her, and moved to the side again.

Meng Qinghan: "...Should we help Sui An, she has obviously been PUAed by Zhong Fanyin."

Zhong Yisheng: "...How can I help?" She looked puzzled.

Meng Qinghan: "Send him to chemical castration."

Her current expression is like that of a highly educated teacher explaining the answer to a finale problem, very seriously.

Zhong Yi said: "...if the law allows it."

Meng Qinghan: "To be honest, have you realized anything from it?"

For example, if Zhong Fanyin yells at her in the future, he will sell him to the old black slave!

Zhong Yisheng: "???"

She didn't quite understand what...these people...need to realize on this occasion.

After thinking about it, she said, "Good for you."

Meng Qinghan: "?"

Zhong Yisheng explained: "Zhong Fanyin is not good to Sui An, I am not him."

Meng Qinghan was slightly taken aback.

She now understands why Zhong Yueming's siblings are so rampant, and Zhong Yisheng has never paid attention to them at all. Zhong Yisheng always treats their provocation and harm coldly. If things go on like this, the siblings think she is weak bullying, so it got worse.

Although it is a beautiful quality to be calm and self-sufficient, it also depends on who it is used on. The kind of garbage that the recycling bin does not accept is fine.

"Miss Zhong, you can't always give in, do you know why I brought you here, just to show you Sui An. She likes Zhong Fanyin, but Zhong Fanyin tramples on her sincerity and treats her like a nanny. , if he encounters any difficulties in the future, he will probably pack her up and sell her. Do you understand?"

Meng Qinghan turned sideways, put her elbows on the back of the chair, and locked her eyes tightly, "Whoever hurts you, you will fight back! It doesn't matter who it is! Even me."

Because she doesn't know when she will be controlled by the plot system again.

During her waking period, she liked being with Zhong Yisheng very much.As long as she thought of what she did to Zhong Yisheng when she was under control, she felt guilty.

Zhong Yisheng didn't have any intention of pursuing it.

I was speechless.

Zhong Yisheng: "What do you want me to do?"

Meng Qinghan's eyes lit up: "Just follow me. If he scolds you, you scold him back twice. If you can't scold him, just call me. The two of us will fight together. If he dares to do something to you, I will give him a set first." Shenlong combined punches, and then pretended to be the wounded, and then you call the police, and we send him to the prison to step on the sewing machine!"

Zhong Yisheng: "..."

Seeing her calm expression, Meng Qinghan became a little anxious: "Don't think I'm mean, he's not only your younger brother, he's also a man, his hands are not small, the moment he makes a move, he's no longer a person, anyway I……"

Zhong Fanyin must be sent to step on the sewing machine as soon as possible, otherwise she will be worried.

Her entangled emotions affected her facial features, her nose and eyes were wrinkled, and her face was quite ferocious.

At the end of midsummer, most of the flowers in the city are in bloom. From time to time, a little rain will water the land, rolling up the tangy smell of soil, which is stuffy.

Zhong Yisheng said: "Okay."

Seeing that she was finally assimilated by his evil thoughts, Meng Qinghan was delighted and finally sat upright.

When he was almost home, Meng Qinghan was still looking at his phone.

Zhong Yisheng tugged on her sleeve, "Here we are."

Meng Qinghan: "Okay."

She got out of the car and walked side by side with Zhong Yisheng naturally. A few minutes later, she raised her mobile phone in front of Zhong Yisheng: "Ms. Meng, an enthusiastic citizen, has successfully reported a bad person!"

"?"

Meng Qinghan took her hand, "I have already reported Zhong Fanyin on the official website, he is usually so flirtatious, and today is certainly no exception, it's time to teach him a lesson."

"Oh, by the way, let Jiang Lei go over and take two more photos."

Zhong Yisheng: "..."

Before going to bed, Meng Qinghan suddenly felt a little hungry, and decided to go downstairs to find something to eat after tossing around.

Only a few lights at the entrance were turned on in the lobby, and it was dark, with only a few beams of dim light interspersed in the room.

She opened the refrigerator with ease and found a bag of bread.

After eating, she planned to walk around the living room to digest food, but who knew that just after walking around, she found a shadow on the other side of the sofa.

She was startled, and picked up a vase.

It shouldn't be, the properties in the villa area are all very good, and there are people patrolling with golf carts and binoculars every day. If there are any suspicious elements, I'm afraid they will be arrested.

She walked over to look at it lightly.

A thin man was lying on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, his face buried in the darkness, and his long hair slid down the edge of the sofa.

——It's Zhong Yisheng.

Meng Qinghan frowned and walked forward.

Why did Zhong Yisheng sleep here?

Her room was tidied up, so she didn't bother Zhong Yisheng tonight, she thought Zhong Yisheng had already fallen asleep.

Bend down close to her ear, and whispered: "Zhong Yisheng?"

no response.

It was impossible to see her face clearly in the dark, but Meng Qinghan could feel that she was suffering, as if she was in a dream, and her sleep was not peaceful.

Zhong Yisheng noticed the familiar aura while half asleep and half awake, her thoughts were no longer messed up, the fog in the dream was dispelled, and she finally saw the person sitting opposite.

This is a sea view room.

The time is... Seven years ago, when Zhong Yisheng was in her junior year, the Zhong family was in crisis. While taking over the Zhong family's mess, she also had to take care of her own start-up company.

She is so busy every day that her brain never stops functioning. At night, she is like a passive machine, paralyzed, but unable to fall asleep, let alone continue to deal with work. She just sits by the window and looks at the sea. A spider climbs up. She stared at the window for half an hour.

This is a business conference, and both she and Meng Qinghan are on the invite list.

Meng Qinghan's room is next to hers.

She remembered very clearly that Meng Qinghan took the initiative to knock on her door.

They sat and drank wine for a while.

Meng Qinghan was thinner then than now, but she was just right, and the sternness of her browbones made her look difficult to mess with.

She took out her mobile phone: "Your company's mobile phone is not very good. Now the market is almost divided. You can either spend a lot of money on marketing to get the bottom line, or you can manage it without pain. I think the two Not very kind to you."

Of course Zhong Yisheng knew that she didn't come to comfort him.

The two of them have never had a serious conversation since they met.

Meng Qinghan glanced at her dark circles, her expression froze, and then she said: "Look, mobile phones are being updated so fast now, most people have to change their mobile phones every year, but it's hard to save the data in the original mobile phone. For a new mobile phone, it is better to directly create an account system, store mobile phone data in the cloud, and log in to the account directly on the new mobile phone when the time comes to change the mobile phone, all the data is there, saving a lot of trouble."

Zhong Yisheng suddenly felt that she was here to give him advice, and there were a lot of things he wanted to say in his heart, but they became one word as soon as he uttered, "...um."

Meng Qinghan was not angry: "I suggest you buy Apple and master their core technology."

Zhong Yisheng: "........."

Seeing her stunned, Meng Qinghan finally didn't intend to go around in circles, and said very directly: "What you need now is money, why don't you just directly project the video, let the other businesses of the Zhong family hang out, there is no way to save it, and only the Zhong family The film industry can still survive for a while, you can find me if you need it."

Zhong Yisheng's sitting posture changed a bit, he was no longer so cramped, and relaxed a lot.

She pursed her lips, and her light-colored pupils glinted.

"…is it okay?"

Meng Qinghan leaned forward, leaning very close.

The wind by the sea was still raging, and the curtains swayed enchantingly.

She looked gloomy: "You talk so little, I quite like it."

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The author has something to say:

Han (But it would be best if you could say a few more words to me...)

There must be some hhh in the near future, but we regret that the first time of CP will be very grand!I'm brewing a few more chapters

There should be more drops in the afternoon