Madam is a Superstar

"Buzz."

The mobile phone in the bag rang at the right time, breaking the ambiguity created in the car,

Song Qing was a little regretful, but she still took out her mobile phone. The caller ID showed the note name "an incomprehensible tool man" and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

The voice is lazy and most provocative.

Huo Yu's eyes were slightly darker, his back leaned back, and the long legs wrapped in black suit pants overlapped, and the air pressure dropped all over his body, making him a little heavy.

Xu Shen over there was stunned by this sound, he is a voice controller, and when he slowed down, his tone became gentler.

"Baby, brother here has a big order of 50 million, can you accept it? If you accept it, we will open four or six when you drive here."

Song Qing squinted her eyes, clicked on the speakerphone, put the phone aside and took out the lipstick and small mirror case, "Two Ba, I will go if you two and eight agree."

Xu Shen had a lump in his throat immediately, the old blood clogged his heart, and under Jinsi's eye sockets was a gentle, scum-like, handsome face with a mixture of blue and white, he gritted his teeth,

"Baby, the capitalists don't exploit you like this. For the sake of taking care of you in the past few years, do you think it's okay to open 37?"

"Busy, hang up."

Song Qing put away the mirror and lipstick, her slightly pale and bloodless lips were tender and full of color at that time,

She prefers positive red, plus she has a good face, just applying lipstick is enough to kill many people's carefully drawn makeup in seconds.

"Don't, don't, 2828, there's really nothing I can do about you."

Xu Shen helplessly compromised his forehead, and completely calmed down. This is a red rose with thorns specially designed to prick people.

"Send me the address." That was the answer.

"Okay." What else can Xu Shen do, earn less oil and water, and earn less.

Because the hands-free was turned on, the conversation between the two just now can be heard by everyone in the car,

Shen Bai's mood was a bit complicated, and he didn't know why he always felt that there seemed to be some color on his grandfather's head.

Song Qing raised her eyes, and bumped into Huo Yu's deep and heavy eyes beside her, the charming tear mole at the end of her eyes raised her voice and smiled at Yan Yan,

"Mr. Huo, I have something to do right now, can I promise to postpone going back to the old house with you until evening?"

Although a large part of the reason for her crazy money is to continue her life, it does not rule out her persistence in her old profession.

Master had taught her earnestly that no matter where she was, she should not forget that she was a great master.

Although the original words are not like this, it doesn't matter, the meaning is about the same, she always keeps it in her heart and maintains her heart.

Shen Bai tightened his grip on the steering wheel nervously, thinking to himself that you can't promise Madam,

He sees people and listens to people right, the guy who just talked to his wife on the phone is a fool, so he stopped talking and kept talking, baby,

Whoever behaves like this is not a good person!

Huo Yu stared at the bright and moving face of the woman in front of him, his expression was as deep as a pool, and he was not embarrassed, and the word "thin lips" came out from his throat,

"Can."

Song Qing's eyes lit up, "That's really great, you can send me the exact location and time of the old house, and I'll drive there when the time comes,"

"No, I'll send someone to pick you up."

"also."

Song Qing readily agreed without pretense, opened the car door and got out of the car, but she felt a little ashamed that she missed the appointment first.

In the car, the man with a cold and noble demeanor, an elegant and calm posture, shook his phone,

"Then Mr. Huo, I'm leaving first, and I will contact you at any time."