Madam is a Superstar

as expected,

"Um."

Huo Yu curled his lips, the coldness of his three-dimensional eyebrows and eyes softened, he took the black mobile phone beside the desk,

Click on Top Zhi Song Qing's WeChat ID, enter Moments, save that photo,

Set it as a desktop, looked up, looked at Shen Bai who was still standing in front of the desk, raised his eyebrows slightly,

"Is there anything else?"

The voice is calm, seemingly no different from usual,

"It's okay, it's okay, sir, do you want me to contact the people from the William Group again, and remind you?"

Shen Bai sighed at his father's sullenness, but his fair and delicate face was calm and composed,

Of course, I don't forget to take the opportunity to be courteous, maybe when the master is in a better mood, he will give himself a raise?

Huo Yuang leaned on the boss chair with his straight back, his knuckles in his palms,

Rubbing the screen of the phone with her fingertips, her black eyes narrowed, her thin lips slightly parted,

"Need not."

Shen Bai didn't understand, but it's right to think about it, they shouldn't be the ones who are in a hurry to sign the contract or not.

…

At 8 o'clock in the morning, although the sun is not too glaring, it makes people feel a little hot,

Song Qing is such a rare person in the village. When walking in the village, everyone will pay more attention to her.

"Girl Qing, are you looking for your grandma?"

Passing a winter melon field, I was stopped by a familiar voice, looked carefully,

It's Aunt Xiang, and the man in the family is setting up a shelf for the winter melon climbing vines, seeing her smiling,

"Yes, auntie, you are busy, I slept a little late, you are busy here, have you seen where my grandma is going?"

hot weather,

Fearing that the two elders would be hot from working in the field, Song Qing took two bottles of water from the refrigerator when they left the house,

Seeing that Aunt Xiang's face was flushed and sweating under the hat because of hard work, she handed it over.

"Auntie, you drink."

"Oh, no need, Aunt Shui has it herself."

Aunt Xiang pushed it back, picked up the cold tea in the big water bottle, drank several sips,

Song Qing thought of Huo Yu, the dog man seems to like drinking tea very much, next time ask Xu Shen,

Do you have any good tea to pay attention to, in the heart of the ocean, the Huo family and the private manor wardrobe,

Rows of clothes jewelry, mint cigarettes, including this time, gifts for grandparents,

Most of them were also sent by Huo Yu. Thinking about herself, Song Qing suddenly felt a little guilty.

She doesn't seem to have sent anything...

Cough, it's okay, I'll make it up when I get back.

"It's still a bit late, girl Jiajia is really embarrassed to say it, and she doesn't open her eyes to see,

How high is the sun hanging here? Let me tell you, the people in this city are different from us.

Those who sleep until the sun is three poles do not know how to wake up, unlike us who get up early to do farm work while the rooster crows. "

"Hey girl from the Song family, you don't sleep during the day and work at night in the city, do you?

Tsk tsk tsk, don't you think I'm right, you're just doing that immoral business, aren't you? "

The harsh voice came from behind. Coincidentally, the wax gourd field at Aunt Xiang's house,

Opposite is Lao Luo's house, Song Qing turned her head and saw Zeng Yanhua's triangular eyes in front of her.

Sitting on the ridge to rest, spitting old phlegm on the ground, staring at myself with contempt and disdain,

beside,

Sitting next to him was a man in his thirties, with slanted bangs covering his eyes, and a man dressed in a non-mainstream way,

Smoking, seeing her looking over, he exhaled a thick puff of smoke thinking he was being handsome, and raised his eyebrows to say hello,

"Yo, Sister Song Qing, long time no see. The women's university has changed at eighteen, and she's become more beautiful again."

Staring with malicious eyes, he began to glance up and down Song Qing's long clothes, long sleeves and long trousers,

Seeing that it is loose, nothing can be seen, and it is a pity to click twice, very obscene,

"Ah."

Song Qing pursed her lips and sneered, the voice was not too loud, and people on both sides of the winter melon fields could hear it,

Let alone Zeng Yanhua and his son, even Aunt Xiang felt a tightness in her back.

For no reason, I shuddered, wondering why it was so hot,

There was something in Song Qing's gloomy and unpredictable words that sounded in his ears,

"It's hard to live, isn't it? You should eat and drink, and walk more while you can still dance."

Listening to this sentence, no matter how I listen to it, I feel that something is not right, but I can't tell what is wrong.

Seeing the old Luo's family, his son, who is going to do whatever he wants in the village, wants to jump over the wall and swear at others,

Aunt Xiang was afraid that her parents would be merciless, and she would do something to Song Qing, a delicate girl, so she hurriedly said,

"Girl Qing, your grandma is in the field where there is a lychee tree in your house.

Hurry up, hurry up, the weather is hot, hurry up and send water to the two elders, heatstroke can be a disaster. "

While speaking, he winked at Song Qing, signaling Song Qing not to care about it,

Hurry up, there is a reason for mentioning Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, and I don’t know why,

The village chief respected the two elders very much, and he would carry something to sit in the yard of the Song family every three days,

No matter how generous this son of Lao Luo's family is, he would not dare to offend the village chief. What Aunt Xiang didn't know was that,

Song Qing had told the village chief's fortune before, and left the village to return to the Song family, worried about the two elders,

Just spend money to build roads in the village, and there are others who need to lag behind other villages,

So, how could it be disrespectful, but the only people who knew about it were the village chief and the two elders,

"You just wait for me, a stinky bitch who rides thousands of people and fucks thousands of people!"

Luo Jincai clenched his fist the size of a sandbag, his eyes fixed on Song Qingli's slender back.

night,

In the courtyard of the Song family, the orange light bulb lit up, and the stone table under the grape arbor,

Let's pick one day today, picking more than half of the lychees from the whole tree, Song Qing likes to eat lychees,

If she wasn't afraid of getting angry, she could be like Su Shi's poem, "eat three hundred lychees a day"

"Bad girl, I just passed by your Aunt Xiang's house, and she asked me to be careful and lock the door these few nights,

Say you were in the winter melon field in the morning, quarreled with that bastard from the Luo family, cursed him? "

Grandma Song asked with a smile while she was peeling the lychees. Grandpa Song, who was smoking beside him, suddenly sank when he heard this.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid, I'm not dead yet, so I put the pole on the bedside tonight,

If the Luo family brat dares to come, I dare to break his legs, day after day, without doing anything serious. "

It's no wonder Grandpa Song had such a big reaction, it's because Luo Jincai is notorious in the village,

When I was young, I liked to bully the children of the same age in the village by virtue of my height and strength, grabbing things to eat and play,

The couple of Lao Luo's family don't know what's wrong, they can't reproduce no matter what,

It's just such a single seedling, it's even more lawless, and it's not willing to discipline it when it does something wrong.

When I was a teenager, I knew how to climb the top of the wall, and wanted to peek at the little daughter-in-law taking a bath, but fortunately, I didn't climb the wall.

I was scolded and scolded by passers-by, and my memory subsided after being beaten up by the husband of the little wife.

Now almost thirty people, idle at home, go out to work and feel that the society is too cruel,

Going to the fields to do farm work depends on your mood. After working for half a day, you have to kill a chicken to make up for it.

From all over the world, let alone a good girl, even a girl is unwilling to marry.