Be careful! The young mistress is back with a crow's mouth

"Second Young Madam, the Second Young Master said that you don't have to worry about the renovation. He will give you the key to the house once the renovation is completed."

Qiao Jintang was puzzled, "Isn't it a fine decoration?"

Butler Tan nodded, "Yes, but some places need to be renovated. The second young master will buy the furniture for you out of consideration for the hard work of the second young mistress."

Oh, she was a little uncomfortable with Shang Tingzhou's sudden generosity.

Qiao Jintang raised his orchid finger and replied with a smile: "Okay, thank your Second Young Master for me!"

Butler Tan still stood there respectfully without moving. Qiao Jintang realized something was wrong. "You...does Shang Tingzhou have anything else for you to bring to me?"

He smiled professionally and nodded decisively, "The Second Young Master said that there is an agreement with you. I hope you can find it and give it to him."

Qiao Jintang frowned and began to recall seriously, did Shang Tingzhou leave any agreement with her?

Suddenly she thought of something and smiled coldly, "It fell off!"

Butler Tan didn't think much about it, "It's okay, it's okay, the second young master won't blame you."

Strange?

Does he dare?

After lunch, Qiao Jintang felt a little bored being alone, so she was about to call Shang Rao back from hanging out with her, but some cannon fodder showed up on her own.

It was her nominal father who called her and said that he had come to Kyoto with his younger brother and wanted to see her.

She didn't refuse.

The two rented a homestay temporarily, with one bedroom and one living room. Qiao Shaobo slept in the bedroom and Qiao Rong slept in the living room.

The space was not big, and Qiao Shaobo's things were scattered everywhere. Qiao Jintang almost stepped on his underwear as soon as he entered the room.

Qiao Rong probably felt embarrassed and scolded him, "Stop playing and clean up. Your sister is so busy, but you still took the time to come here. Didn't you say you missed her?"

Qiao Shaobo was leaning on the sofa playing games, his legs crossed on the coffee table, and next to him was a box of unfinished fried chicken.

There was undisguised disgust on Qiao Jintang's face.

Qiao Rong simply packed up and took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator. "Drink it, have some."

"Need not."

Qiao Rong put the water back, then found a place to sit down and began to look at the person in front of him.

After Qiao Jintang married into the business community, she only went back once, and now she hasn't seen him for almost a year.

I have to say that she has changed a lot. Her complexion is much better, her skin seems to have become whiter, and she has become more beautiful.

Qiao Jintang used to be very beautiful, but she didn’t like to dress up and was introverted, so people always ignored her.

Now, she seems to be glowing all over, making people unable to look away.

"Tangtang has changed a lot. I heard that the merchants treat you badly. If you are wronged, just go home. You have your parents and brother at home."

Qiao Shaobo, who was playing games, immediately added insult to injury: "She was born into a wealthy family and married into a wealthy family. How can she really expect others to treat her as a daughter-in-law?"

Qiao Rong turned around and glared at him, "Stop talking, don't you want to talk to your sister about something?"

Qiao Jintang knew that Qiao Rong had been laying the groundwork for everything he said!

Fortunately, Sun Yunmei didn't come along, otherwise, she might not be able to control herself and show her anger as soon as the aunt opened her mouth.

"Don't worry, wait until I finish this game."

Qiao Shaobo waved his hand, then suddenly thought of something and looked at Qiao Jintang, his eyes froze for a moment.

He whistled like a gangster: "Hey, sister, you have become so beautiful. How much does the plastic surgery cost? Take me with you when I am an adult. I have always complained that my nose is not straight enough."

Qiao Rong was very disappointed: "Stop talking nonsense. Your sister has been beautiful since she was a child. You have a beautiful nose, why do you want to do it?"

The father and son started arguing about the topic of plastic surgery.

Qiao Jintang didn't interrupt, but leaned against the wall and watched the show.

In fact, after taking a closer look, she discovered that Qiao Shaobo looked nothing like her.

Did God feel it was unfair that the original owner inherited all the good qualities of his parents, while Qiao Shaobo inherited all the bad qualities?

In the end, Qiao Rong admitted defeat and said that they would talk about the plastic surgery later. Anyway, Qiao Shaobo was still a minor and the hospital would not admit him if he really went to the hospital.

He sighed, this son was simply spoiled.

"By the way, Tangtang, how is the thing your mother asked you to do going?"

Qiao Jintang pretended to be confused, "What's the matter?"

"You need to pay more attention to your brother's transfer. School is about to start, and your mother has already told his previous school that he will be transferred in the new semester."

Qiao Jintang nodded, "Oh, so, what does it have to do with me?"

Qiao Rong's expression changed slightly, and he tried to maintain a kind tone: "Tangtang, do you have to talk to Dad in this attitude?"

Qiao Rong rarely gets angry, mainly because he can't win an argument with Sun Yunmei.

As far as Qiao Jintang can remember, when he was a child, he took his younger brother out to play and caused his younger brother to fall and get injured, and was forced to play mixed doubles with his parents.

Of course, these are all the original owner's memories, and they are of no use to her.

"What's wrong with my attitude? Qiao Shaobo's attitude is very good?"

Qiao Shaobo had already finished a game. Hearing this, he sat up and said, "How can I be the same as you? I am the son of the family, the only one who can carry forward the Qiao family. How can you, a married daughter, compare with me?"

Qiao Jintang sneered, "As for you, the Qiao family's ancestors would be so angry that they would crawl out of their graves if they heard what you said."

Seeing that the brother and sister were about to quarrel, Qiao Rong hurriedly stopped them.

"Tangtang, you are a big star now. Your neighbors all despise your mother and I for having a good daughter. Shaobo's classmates are all looking for him to help get your autograph. You have some connections in the entertainment industry now. It shouldn't be difficult to help Shaobo find a school, right?"

This family is so shameless.

With his arms folded across his chest, Qiao Jintang leaned against the wall, still indifferent, "So what?"

"Why?" Qiao Rong frowned. "Your mother is ill and can't come for the time being, so I am bringing Shaobo to Kyoto first. Please help us find a place to stay. This B&B is expensive, and our family has yet to save up some money. Shaobo is only in high school, and he will go to college later, so it's time to spend money."

"How you spend money is your business. How can you expect me, your elder sister, to support her studies? Did you look in the mirror before you came?"

Qiao Jintang smiled contemptuously, "Don't bother me for no reason, and don't think about my little money. I'm poor, very poor, poorer than anyone else. Damn it, stay away from me, don't force me to show off my power!"

She can scare people to death when she shows her power!

Qiao Rong's expression became uglier and uglier. "You bastard, I'm your dad!"

"I'm not his father," Qiao Jintang pointed at Qiao Shaobo, "I have no obligation to support him. What the hell, you dare to send him to Kyoto to study when he's already so useless."

Qiao Jintang left cursing, no matter how Qiao Shaobo yelled and cursed behind him.

Fortunately, there are some happy things today.

As soon as she got home, housekeeper Tan gave her the property certificate.

"The Second Young Master was worried that you were anxious, so he sent someone to speed up the process. The purchase contract and the property certificate are now in your hands. Congratulations, Second Young Madam, on owning your own house in Kyoto."

Qiao Jintang's eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled, "As expected, Mr. Shang and Butler Tan are reliable. Fine, I won't be polite to Mr. Shang!"

She ran to the kitchen, found a black plastic bag, carefully put the property certificate into it, then held it tightly in her arms and walked into the room.

I have to hide it. What if the stingy guy changes his mind?

……

The crew of "Chaoge Lou" has been very busy during this period, and has been overwhelmed by various promotional activities.

However, for some reason, "Memories of the Red Dust" and "Chaoge Tower" always collide with each other. There is a gambling agreement in place, and both parties dislike each other and want to fight when they meet.

Today I was interviewed by a print media. The magazine was doing a weekly issue specifically about the two crews.

As luck would have it, the magazine that interviewed them was the one where Li Zhizhi worked.

Recently, more and more magazines that were once popular all over the country have ceased publication and closed down. It is a miracle that Li Zhizhi's company can continue to survive. For example, a popular fashion weekly in China is affiliated with this company.

In addition, the magazine invites popular stars to be cover models and even give exclusive interviews for each issue, so the purchasing power of fans alone is extremely terrifying.

Li Zhizhi said that their company has now turned to self-media and is even developing quite well.

As soon as I arrived at the magazine office, a young girl with a hot body and dressed like a doll came up to me.

She had very fair skin, and wore a Barbie pink lipstick that most people couldn't pull off, and she had a strong, pungent scent of perfume.

Qiao Jintang wrinkled his nose and soon noticed Li Zhizhi standing behind the girl.

In comparison, Li Zhizhi is simply a country bumpkin, wearing black-framed glasses, a plaid shirt and jeans. Programmers have to pull her over and call her their brother when they see her.

"Hello, Director Cao, I'm Huang Mengxue, the deputy editor-in-chief of the entertainment section of Xingjing Magazine. I'm very sorry that our editor-in-chief asked for leave from the company yesterday due to illness. The following interviews will be done by me personally."

Not only was Qiao Jintang a newcomer, but he also automatically ignored Feng Qi, who was called Huang Mengxue.

At this moment, her eyes were fixed on Tang Song, as if she wanted to glue her eyes to him.

Li Zhizhi gave him a look that said "you figure it out yourself", indicating that she was also helpless.

Sure enough, snobs can be found everywhere. But how did this girl, who dressed up so beautifully and wished she could live in Barbie's dream house, become the deputy editor-in-chief?

How about she be the popular female star Crow Mouth Qiao?

Do you have to force her to reveal her other identity?

"Please come in, everyone. The crew of Red Dust Memories has just finished an interview. Both crews will have exclusive interviews in this issue of the magazine. It's not good to have too many people on the cover of the magazine, so we decided to let Mr. Tang Xiao Zixu and Miss Lin appear in the photo. Is that okay?"

Huang Mengxue talked as she walked, raising her hand to lift her hair from time to time, or seducing Tang Song with her eyes.

Tang Song kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart the whole time, he couldn't be serious at all.

Qiao Jintang couldn't help but asked, "I wonder who made this decision?"

Huang Mengxue replied with a smile: "It's our decision."

"Who are you? You? Does your editor know? Does the boss of your magazine know?"

Seeing her aggressiveness, Zeng Mengxue felt a little displeased.

"This is a decision made by me and the editor of our entertainment section. These three are among the best in the entertainment industry in terms of fame, influence, and appearance. They are also the leading actors of both crews. Is there any problem?"

Qiao Jintang sneered, put his hands on his hips and said indignantly: "Of course there is a problem."

Zeng Mengxue had no good feelings towards this actress who became famous through unorthodox means, especially after her contact with Lin Wanwan just now, she looked down on Qiao Jintang even more.

"Ms. Qiao is just the second female lead. Why do you want to be on the cover with these three?"

Li Zhizhi's expression suddenly changed, "Zeng Mengxue, please speak properly."

Zeng Mengxue glanced at Li Zhizhi, "Zhizhi, I know you feel a little uncomfortable because of me becoming the deputy editor-in-chief. After all, I have only been in the company for less than a year, but this is the editor-in-chief's intention. What can I do?"

She smiled, glanced at Tang Song who was on the phone, and said, "I can understand you. When I first joined the company, you were responsible for taking care of me. Now that there are guests here, I still hope you can give me some face."

Li Zhizhi glared at Zeng Mengxue angrily, but finally gave up.

Calm down, calm down. She is the editor-in-chief's niece. She has connections. She can't compare to her.

but!

Her Tangtang can also be used as a relative to bully her, bully Tangtang, die!

"You are really joking. I remember everyone's original suggestion was for the male and female protagonists of both parties to shoot the cover together. You just changed your mind after interviewing Lin Wanwan. No way, no way, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zeng, are you looking down on Sister Qi?"

Zeng Mengxue glared at Li Zhizhi, trying to suppress her anger and keep a smile on her face, "Li Zhizhi, you are interfering with our work. I will punish you."

"Little cutie, please step back."

Qiao Jintang took a step forward, gave Li Zhizhi a look, and then cast a cold gaze at Zeng Mengxue, "Why, are you fascinated by the smell of Lin Wanwan's shit being more fragrant or comparable to the fart of a dung beetle? I'm putting this on the table today. Either Feng Qi and I will shoot the cover together, or you can forget about the content of this issue."

When Tang Song, Cao Honglei and Feng Qi saw Qiao Jintang personally taking the court, they took two steps back in perfect tacit understanding.

Li Zhizhi was even more self-conscious and was even ready to watch the show.

"Ms. Qiao, what do you mean by that?" Zeng Mengxue was a little unhappy. "Are you threatening me? I can understand Feng Qi taking the cover photo, but you seem to be just the second female lead, right?"

Qiao Jintang nodded very proudly, "Hmm."

Zeng Mengxue continued, "We at Xingjing Magazine have some status in the industry, so we won't be threatened by a small star. If you don't accept the interview, we can just make it an exclusive interview for Red Dust Memory."

Qiao Jintang continued to nod, "Okay, are you threatening me?"

She imitated Zeng Mengxue's tone, "Isn't it just that I was deceived by you and stood up? At worst, I can call the police. I'm a frequent visitor to the police station and I'm not afraid of it, okay?"

Call the police?

You have to call the police for such a small matter?

Zeng Mengxue dared to be so arrogant because she had an aunt who was the editor-in-chief. In the company, except for the president, who was the boss, her aunt had the most power.

After all, it's a well-known magazine, and my aunt has a lot of connections.

"Director Cao, are you so indulgent to your actors? I saw that Mr. Tang didn't say anything. If she is so arrogant and it really affects our cooperation..."

Before she could finish her words, Cao Honglei waved his hand and said, "No, it's none of my business. I'm just the director. Sister Qiao has the final say on major matters of the crew."

Tang Song followed suit, "I only listen to the fairy. Whatever the fairy says is what I will do."