My Daily Salted Fish Routine

"How is your writing going?" Liu Yaoyao asked.

Luo Jia was delivering tea to the boss. Hearing this, he said proudly: "It's done, hahaha. Now we can wait until next year." 1

Luo Qingyi took a sip of boiled water. Although it had no taste, she still tasted it in her mouth, pretending that she was tasting tea, and glanced at her brother calmly. She was now immersed in her identity as CEO. Unable to extricate myself, there is a feeling of being possessed.

Liu Yaoyao was speechless and said: "Is this why you worked so hard and typed all the time?"

"Of course." Luo Jia chuckled.

Luo Qingyi curled her lips and said: "He has always been like this. When he was in junior high school or high school, whether it was summer vacation homework or winter vacation homework, he would stay up all night to finish them all in the first few days, and then You can have fun throughout the holiday."

"Is it so powerful?" Liu Yaoyao praised.

Luo Qingyi said faintly: "Yes, I still remember that when the little guy was in junior high school, the teacher asked him to write a diary every day. He spent two days and wrote dozens of diaries in different styles. Tsk, today we are fishing. Plant flowers tomorrow, skate the day after tomorrow, life is rich and colorful, happiness is boundless...390..."

Liu Yaoyao was speechless for a while.

"Luo Qingyi is a waste. She doesn't do anything at all. She copies other people's work after school starts." Luo Jia said contemptuously.

Luo Qingyi snorted coldly, "This is the normal method, yours is a crooked way."

Liu Yaoyao suddenly remembered, "By the way, after you finish writing, give me a copy. I want to read it. I want to read it."

"Okay, okay, I'll send it to you later." Luo Jia said happily.

"And me." Luo Qingyi quickly raised his hand.

"Okay, okay, of course I won't miss you."

Luo Qingyi was satisfied, got up and touched his brother's penis.

Luo Jia was a little depressed, and not to be outdone, she also touched the CEO's dog head, and immediately felt mentally balanced.

Luo Qingyi glared at him, stood up, and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?" Liu Yaoyao asked curiously.

"Go to Lantian, consult Miss Song's studio, and take a look at the progress of the filming of White Horse." Luo Qingyi said, feeling that she is really a hard worker, her brother and best friend are lazier than the other, and she is the only one who is busy It's so sad.

"Are you really planning to build that studio?" Liu Yaoyao said in surprise.

"Of course, when have I told lies?" Luo Qingyi said proudly, holding her head high.

"For example, what you are saying now is a lie." Luo Jia said in a very shameless manner.

"Then we need to invest a lot of money." Liu Yaoyao thought for a while. He had to rent land, recruit people, buy equipment, and spend money on many things.

"Take your time, if you don't have enough money, do it on a small scale first, and when you have money, do it on a large scale." Luo Qingyi said nonchalantly, and she didn't think she would be short of much money. As for the Condor Shooting, for the time being, it would only be given by the newspaper. royalties, but both "White Horse Roaring in the West Wind" and "The Legend of Wukong" still have a few copyrights that have not been sold. After selling them, you will make money. And when the filming of "White Horse Roaring in the West Wind" is completed, if there are no mistakes, you can also make a lot of money. But this is not yet certain. It depends on whether the audience buys it or not. We will know by looking at the ratings.

Luo Qingyi went out, leaving only Luo and Yaoyao in the living room.

Liu Yaoyao was reading "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" sent to her by Luo Jia on her mobile phone, reading it with gusto.

Luo Jia didn't want to move, do anything, let alone think. Classes and stuff were just a fuss. Now he just wanted to lie here quietly and wait quietly for twelve o'clock.

Twelve o'clock is the time for dinner. It's hard to have such free time. Luo Jia feels that she can lie here until the end of the world.

However, at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Luo Jia took a look and saw that it was Li Mingzhu. After getting through, he said feebly: "I have something to report, and the regiment has withdrawn from the court."

"Your Majesty, how did I perform this time?" Li Mingzhu said with a smile.

"Not bad, good job." Luo Jiacheng (abfj) praised.

"How's it going? Are you grateful to me?" Li Mingzhu held a pillow in her arms and rolled around on the bed.

"Yes, yes, I'm so grateful that I can't express it in words. I can only express my sincerity by saying yes." Luo Jia said with a smile.

"Your sister is not here, how dare she speak like this. If she hears, "I will tear you apart alive," Li Mingzhu said.

"Have you already figured out her details?" Luo Jia said with a smile.

"She is very understanding. Her little thoughts can be hidden from anyone. Even the stupidest monsters can probably see it, let alone a smart and witty little fairy like me." Li Mingzhu said, she In fact, she doesn't hate Luo Qingyi, but she is used to going against her. The two of them fight back and forth, with each other winning or losing. If she wins, she will be happy for a long time.

The stupidest monster…………

The corners of Luo Jia's mouth twitched.

Looking at Liu Yaoyao's murderous look next to him, he felt that Li Mingzhu's life was coming to an end, and the next time she came over, it would probably be her death.

"Why don't you say anything? Do you think what I said is right?" Li Mingzhu said in confusion.

Luo Jia rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, that's so right. I couldn't agree more. Okay, let's talk now. What do you want from me?"

"There is a variety show called The Strongest Singer, have you heard of it?" Li Mingzhu asked.

"No." Luo Jia said, "Why, with your status, do you still need to participate in any variety shows?"

Li Mingzhu said helplessly: "My manager said that I always have to do something, otherwise fans will forget about me."

"Oh, so you are asked to participate in that show?"

"No, if I go, of course I will be a judge." Li Mingzhu said.

Luo Jia understood, "That's more or less the same. If you go to compete with others, it would be too much of a bully."

"The program production team just asked me if I could sing a song at the opening, preferably an original one," Li Mingzhu said.

"Oh, that's it. What type of song are you going to sing?" A list of songs appeared in front of Luo Jia's eyes. He rummaged through it and asked, "Do you need something suitable for the competition? Something more inspiring?"

Li Mingzhu said indifferently, "It doesn't matter what type of song it is, as long as it sounds good."

"Oh." Luo Jia understood. It seemed that Li Mingzhu didn't really want to participate in such a variety show. She was probably persuaded by her manager.

When she was about to hang up the phone, Luo Jia suddenly said: "By the way, my sister is indeed not next to me, but Sister Yaoyao is right next to me, and she heard clearly what you just said. I hope you can take care of yourself." .

"Ah?!" Li Mingzhu was dumbfounded and felt a chill on his back.

She felt that she was simply a little expert at seeking death and would not give up until she died. This time she was probably done with it.