My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

　　 "Brother Le, go to a bar together?"

　　 Outside Yihu Park, the staff who had just packed the show's scenery and props were finally able to go home by hand, and a few macho temporary workers met for a drink.

　　 "Go, I'm quit drinking, and I will continue to work tomorrow, so don't drink too much."

　　 Fang Xiaole declined the enthusiastic Zhang Fafa and others, and walked along Gongyuan Road to the nearest bus stop alone.

　　 His throat was damaged by alcohol. That night on the roof was the last time he drank alcohol. He will never drink again in his life.

　　 Thinking of the night on the roof, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but show a smile.

　　 I don’t know how that girl is doing, so I don’t think about suicide anymore, right?

　　 Her voice is so good, as long as she keeps on singing, she will definitely become famous.

　　 In a sense, she saved her that night, and she carried on with her unfulfilled dream. If one day she really became famous, it would be a comfort to herself.

　　 It's a pity that I haven't been able to see her clearly that night, and I probably won't recognize her anymore.

　　 Maybe that girl forgot about him soon?

　　 The memories of that night are treated as the wine brewed in the heart. When you lose strength, take a sip and then move on.

　　 beep, a horn sounded behind him, Fang Xiaole looked back, and the window of an imported MPV rolled down, revealing a blessed and elegant round face.

　　 "Brother, haven't eaten yet, let's do it together?"

　　 After half an hour, Fang Xiaole, Hong Sanshi and his agent were sitting in a slightly rudimentary restaurant.

　　 "Come on, Nagahashi Sannen!"

　　 The chunky boss brought up three dishes himself and put them on the table.

"Come on, Xiao Fang, this specialty Sannen tastes very good, hot kidneys, hot pork liver, hot belly strips, crisp and tender, melts in your mouth, accompanied by Lao Liu's own sorghum wine, one bite of dish A sip of wine, wow...Eh, you really don’t drink?"

　　 Hong Sanshi looked like a foodie, and brought Fang Xiaole to this fly restaurant. It was still full at this late hour. Fortunately, Hong Sanshi and the boss were acquaintances, so they arranged a simple private room for them.

　　 "Thank you, Teacher Hong, I really quit drinking."

　　 Fang Xiaole declined. Under the urging of Hong Sanshi, he took a piece of loin with chopsticks. It was really tender. The boss added fresh chili when cooking. The fresh and spicy taste completely aroused the taste buds.

　　 Fang Xiaole's mouth couldn't be empty, and with thumbs up again and again, Hong Sanshi laughed and said to the boss:

　　 "Old Liu, I brought you a loyal customer again. This Xiaofang is my **** brother. You will get a discount next time he comes!"

　　 "Brother Shi's godfather? What else to say, I will be free next time!" Old Liu waved his hand boldly, and his face was full of creases.

　　 "Just blow it up, I don't know you yet? You will be free next time, and the next time you will be charged double money, right? Come on, do it!"

　　 "Brother Shi, please hurt me, do it!"

　　 The boss took the wine glass handed over by Hong Sanshi, touched him, and the two drank it in one fell swoop.

　　 "Brother Hong, three cups." The agent next to him was unsmiling, and the character of Hong Sanshi was at two extremes, waiting for him to put down his glass, and said calmly.

　　 "Well, there are three cups a week at most, and this one is gone." Hong Sanshi curled his lips, put down the wine glass, and licked the remaining droplets of the mouth.

　　 "Then I'll go out first, Hong Brother, please use it slowly." Old Liu was also very afraid of Hong Sanshi's agent, so he slipped away when he saw this.

　　Waiting for Old Liu to go out, Hong Sanshi put away his hippie smile, held up a cup of tea, and solemnly said to Fang Xiaole:

　　"Xiao Fang, I was not joking just now. If it weren’t for you today, I would have accounted for more than a hundred catties, and I don’t know how to thank you.

　　 You are young, I cheekily call you brother, brother, I have no other ability, but I am fairly familiar with the entertainment industry, if you have ideas in this regard, just ask me, I can help you very much! "

　　On the way here, Hong Sanshi already knew about Fang Xiaole's situation and knew that he had been a bar singer.

　　 And Fang Xiaole's appearance conditions are really suitable for the development of the entertainment industry, of course, the premise is to have resources and contacts.

　　 Hong Sanshi can provide this.

　　He is really grateful to Fang Xiaole. It's not just a matter of life-saving grace. Hong Sanshi thought of many ways to thank him.

　　 It is not appropriate to send money directly.

　　 It seems that my life is worthless if I don’t give it away. If I give it too much... His money is under the control of his wife!

　　 And based on Hong Sanshi's observation, he felt that Fang Xiaole would probably not receive the money directly.

　　 So the best way to repay him is to use his personal connections to help him.

　　Sometimes this resource is more precious than money.

　　 Sending money is only for a while, but personal connections are forever.

　　 At the same time, Hong Sanshi really feels like Fang Xiaole is very close. The old naughty boy likes this kind of serious and serious young man.

　　 "Thank you, Mr. Hong." Fang Xiaole quickly picked up his teacup and touched Hong Sanshi.

　　 "What's your name?" Hong Sanshi frowned pretending to be unhappy.

　　 "...Brother Hong."

　　 "That's right, haha, today is a good day for our two brothers to get together with Jinlan. Let's be a big white, let's get wine!"

　　 Hong Sanshi picked up the wine bottle next to him and wanted to pour himself a glass, coughing cough, the manager coughed blankly.

　　 "Hey, let's replace wine with tea, dry!"

　　 Hong Sanshi, who was dismantled, gave a dry laugh, put down the wine glass, picked up a cup of tea and dried it, and greeted Fang Xiaole:

　　 "Come on, eat food, eat food!"

　　 Fang Xiaole held back his laugh, and cooperated with Brother Hong to make a cup of tea, and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

　　 But he never asked for anything.

　　 Although Hong Sanshi does not have the air of a big star and sincerely wants to repay him, Fang Xiaole always feels a little awkward.

　　 When he jumped into the lake to save someone in the afternoon, Fang Xiaole had no idea that this is a star, and what benefits I can get if I save him.

　　 Saving people is just an instinctive reaction.

　　 If you use this as a basis to ask Hong Sanshi to expend his contacts and resources to help him, it would be a bit changeable.

　　 In fact, like now, everyone sits together and eats and chats as friends, which is the best way to get along.

　　Hong Sanshi is also an old world. You can see Fang Xiaole's thoughts at a glance, thinking that there are still such old-fashioned young people now?

　　 He has a better impression of Xiaole, and he keeps thinking about what method should be used to repay the favor and make everyone feel uncomfortable.

　　 But on the surface, he was still calm, and kept adding food to Fang Xiaole.

　　 In the small private room of the humble fly restaurant, laughter and conversation continued to sound, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

　　 At the same time, Tao Liu Street, Music Box Bar.

　　 The bar where Fang Xiaole used to sing.

　　 Lin Yao and the three of them sat in the corner deck, Mo Yan and Fangfang left and right, guarding Lin Yao in the middle with full faces.

　　 Lin Yao wore a hat and a mask, covering most of her face, only showing her eyes.

　　 This can't completely conceal her charm. Within a few minutes of sitting down, the three of them had several conversations.

　　 "Put it on." Mo Yan took out a pair of sunglasses and handed it to Lin Yao. These peach eyes are too attractive, so it's better to cover them.

　　 "Wear sunglasses in the bar?" Lin Yao was reluctant, which was too strange.

　　 "Then go back now?" Mo Yan felt that his head was really flooded before agreeing to let Lin Yao come to the bar to "relax".

　　 If someone recognizes it, it will cause trouble again.

　　 "Oh." Lin Yao curled her lips, put on her sunglasses reluctantly, and then got up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

　　 "Fangfang, what happened to Lin Yao these past two days? Are you hiding something from me?"

　　 Waiting for Lin Yao to leave, Mo Yan suddenly asked Fangfang seriously.

　　 "No no, I, I don't know what's wrong with Sister Yao." Fangfang was startled, her head shaking like a rattle.

　　 She didn't dare to say that she had helped Sister Yao to find a "tall, handsome, gentle and talented" man on the bar street with Mo Yan on his back.

　　 "I'm going back to the company in two days. Lin Yao has recorded the Super Challenge here in Xirong City and there is an advertisement. You can follow her well, and you can't leave even one step."

　　 Mo Yan stared at Fangfang for a long time, and finally stopped questioning, and instead ordered the next work.

　　 "Okay." Fangfang breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly remembering something, and couldn't help asking:

　　 "Sister Yan, I heard that Sister Yao's new album seems to be pornographic, is it true?"

　　 She recently heard some rumors that the company wanted to make money from the album as soon as Sister Yao was popular, but Sister Yao felt that some of the songs in the album were of poor quality and wanted to continue to polish it. As a result, there was a disagreement with the upper management of the company.

　　 A person who has a good temper like Sister Yao will not say anything if she is bullied, and will not quarrel with others if she is slandered, she will only secretly sad herself.

　　 It's hard to imagine that such a sister Yao would actually have conflicts with the company's executives. It seems that she really values ​​the new album.

　　 "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, do your own job." Mo Yan glanced at her.

　　 "I'm sorry..." Fangfang lowered her head, not daring to speak any more.

　　 "Why didn't Lin Yao come back?" Mo Yan stood up and wanted to go to the bathroom to find Lin Yao.

　　 "Uh, sister Yan, sit down, I'll go." Fangfang quickly stood up and beckoned her to go.

　　 Mo Yan nodded, Fangfang secretly relieved, pretending to walk towards the bathroom, and after stepping out of Mo Yan's sight, he turned and walked towards the bar.

　　 I saw Lin Yao standing in front of the bar talking to a female bartender. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 Lin Yao went to the bathroom with an excuse. In fact, she quietly came to the bar and ordered a glass of orange juice. When the female bartender came over, she took the opportunity to ask:

　　 "Excuse me, I want to ask someone, can I?"

　　 "Yes, please say the guest."

　　 "Do you have a resident singer in your bar? The man is tall, handsome, and also writes songs. His voice is a bit hoarse but very good. It seems that I have just left the bar recently. Do you have any impression?"

　　 The female bartender thought about it seriously, and shook her head: "No."

　　 "Oh...Okay, thank you." Lin Yao left the bar disappointedly and looked around. It seemed that she didn't give up and wanted to ask someone to ask again.

　　 Fangfang quickly stepped forward and held her: "Sister Yao, it's time to go, Sister Yan seems to be a little aware."

　　 "What do you notice? I'm just helping my friends find someone, what are you afraid of?" Lin Yao was confident and puffed up: "Then let's go quickly."

　　 The two walked towards the deck where Mo Yan was, Lin Yao hung her head, her expression could not be seen clearly under the shade of sunglasses and mask, but Fangfang felt Lin Yao's loss at the moment, and she couldn't help but comfort her:

　　 "Sister Yao, it's okay, as long as you have a relationship with that person, you will always find it."

　　 "Hmm..." Lin Yao nodded, and then denied: "It's not with me, but with my friend. I helped my friend find someone."

　　 "Yes, I made a mistake about Sister Yao."

　　 At the bar counter, the female bartender looked at Lin Yao's back with a sneer on her face. She picked up the phone and sent out a WeChat message.

　　 "Brother Xiaole, a woman who committed a **** came to the bar to find you just now, and they helped you away. How can you thank them?"