Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

That’s a good question. Why would you give up the world when you have a boyfriend?

It's just that I don't have a boyfriend, but I have an ambiguous relationship with my husband, who is neither a husband nor a wife.

Lu Qi smiled. "Who said I went up the mountain to become a monk?" He didn't say for sure, yes or no. He put on his sunglasses and got off the plane.

When leaving the airport, the crew temporarily assigned her an assistant to carry things, but he was clumsy and kept dropping whatever he picked up.

Lu Qi is used to being lonely, so it doesn't really matter to him whether he has someone to assist him or not.

The young girl, who looked like a recent graduate, didn't say anything. She just suddenly remembered her former assistant, Fang Ting. She didn't know why she hadn't been kind enough to please Pei Yao, and where she had gone.

While waiting for a business car to arrive outside the terminal, she suddenly saw a girl in a military uniform rushing out from beside her with a bag half the size of a person on her back.

She met the military vehicle that came to pick her up.

When she was carrying something, they bumped into each other. The girl recognized her first and was surprised for a moment: "Sister, it's you!"

Lu Qi naturally recognized her. She was the girl named Mingzhu who got drunk in the billiard lounge last time.

It’s really beautiful.

"Hmm, what a coincidence. Last time I heard you were leaving Beijing, it turns out you were coming to Shenzhen?"

Looking at the little girl's outfit again, Lu Qi was a little surprised: "You, are on the team?"

Mingzhu was quite proud: "Hmm! I just entered it and came to report! However, there are rules. I can't tell my sister if there are any."

"I understand." Lu Qi had almost no contact with the people in the team and was quite far away from them. He just joked, "With so much equipment, are we going to war?"

Mingzhu clenched her fists and made a cheering gesture: "Battle for love!"

She is a girl who blooms towards the sun.

But this love...who should I pursue?

Originally, Lu Qi thought that the two million Wrangler, combined with Mingzhu's name, she was right, it was the one in Pei Yao's phone, but now she was a little uncertain.

If she really had a relationship with Pei Yao, why did she come to Shenzhen and Guangzhou instead of staying in Beijing?

If you don't ask, just pretend you don't know. Just then, a message came in from Pei Yao: [You didn't even tell me you arrived?]

I don't have this habit.

Lu Qi didn't reply, instead sending a message: "President Pei can just check the flight to see if it landed safely. I can't fall off the plane mid-flight."

[It's not impossible.]

It seemed like she had to get used to it, as this man started staring at her from time to time.

Looking at Mingzhu again, she seemed to be texting too. We didn't talk much, only to hear her hurriedly say goodbye, leaving behind a single sentence: "Sister, let's go out and play together someday if you're free!"

I wanted to take a picture of Mingzhu's back and ask, "Is this yours?"

But in the end it didn't.

After waving to Mingzhu, he turned back and asked, "If it really falls, what will Mr. Pei do?"

【I searched everywhere.】

It was very vivid and moving. I don't know if the listeners really liked it, but they enjoyed it and were happy to be immersed in it, although it was probably just for fun.

Without replying, Lu Qi got into the business car that came to pick him up.

-

Pei Yao had just closed the message window when another message popped up.

The sender, Mingzhu, started the message by saying, "Brother, I've arrived in Shenzhen! I hope everything I wish for comes true."

Pei Yao glanced at him coldly and replied, "Go ahead and do it. I'll bury you if you get yourself killed."

Pei Mingzhu: [...He's truly my brother!]

He threw the phone aside, opened the holographic projection screen on the central control panel, and readjusted his recent schedule. All the work in the south was moved to the near future.

Finally, he pulled up the latest newsletter for "Years of Love," glanced at the production team's roster, and called Chen Ang: "Add one more spot for the external producer for Years of Love."

-

In the first three days after joining the crew, the group was in chaos. Lu Qi scolded everyone twice, including the director and producer.

"What the hell! A makeshift troupe? How did the director team communicate with the coordinator? The first scene is such an important extra, and they still can't confirm the number of extras?"

"Where's the production manager?! What kind of hotel did you arrange for a power outage at night? The DIT room equipment runs 24 hours a day, and you're going to cut off the power!"

......

This is the rule of the crew. No matter how famous you are outside, once you come here and the chief producer gets angry, even the Academy Awards will be useless.

But it’s no wonder that Lu Qi has a bad temper. He only slept for two hours every day for three whole days. Anyone would have a bad temper.

The team leaders in the meeting listened attentively, wrote down and revised each item according to what Lu Qi said, and finally calmed down at eight o'clock in the evening.

Lu Qi glanced at the costume and makeup director for the final question: "Where's the makeup director? The makeup starts tomorrow, and he hasn't arrived yet?!"

The costume and makeup director was startled and hurriedly explained, "Teacher Qiao's flight was delayed, but I just checked the flight schedule and it's only half an hour away from landing. Someone has been sent to pick her up."

"You sent someone to pick me up even though I was late?" Lu Qi glanced at her.

The costume and makeup director immediately understood what Lu Qi meant, took out his phone and called.

As soon as the call was connected, he said to the other end: "Master Chen, please come back. There's no need to answer the phone."

Then, he sent another message to Qiao Jiao: [Ms. Qiao, please come here after you get off the plane. The crew hotel address is on the notice board. If you can't come before 10 o'clock, you don't have to come.]

Lu Qi withdrew his gaze from the costume and makeup director.

Without saying anything more, the criticism meeting ended.

In fact, her treatment of Qiao Jiao just now was not out of any personal grudge.

What about connecting flight and flight delay?

Coordinated and reported Qiao Jiao's schedule.

Her makeup work for Vancouver socialites finished the day before yesterday, and she could have taken the flight back the night before, but she boarded the plane yesterday afternoon and had to transfer through three airports.

If her father Qiao Zhitang can't even afford a direct flight, then forget it.

The problem is that Qiao Zhitang has been corrupt at Zotye Group, but Lu Qi is not from Zotye, so he is too lazy to mention it to President Xu.

Now that Qiao Jiao has delayed the crew's work arrangements, she naturally has to take care of it and handle the matter impartially.

......

Half an hour later.

Qiao Jiao landed at the airport and walked out of the terminal slowly. Seeing her assistant hurriedly carrying a suitcase, she scolded him.

"Walk slowly, don't drop my suitcase. This is the custom-made cosmetics I got when I accompanied Miss Lucy to the pool party the night before last!"

The assistant was anxious and didn't dare to slow down: "But we're already late. If we're any later, I'm afraid the team leader will scold us."

"It's not my fault the flight was delayed, what can she possibly blame me for? Can she possibly ask me to run over there?"

Qiao Jiao took out her cell phone with disdain and went to the reception door with her assistant. She didn't see the driver of the crew.

The phone displayed a message from the director.

Qiao Jiao couldn't believe it.

Fifteen minutes later, no one answered the driver's phone, and no one answered the director's phone. Everyone had left the passenger platform.

The assistant looked at the watch and reminded, "Teacher Qiao, should we take a taxi? There are only forty minutes until ten o'clock. If we go now, it will take another thirty-seven minutes..."

Qiao Jiao's freshly manicured nails dug into her flesh. "I just don't believe it! Do they really dare to kick me out now? Besides me, they can find someone else temporarily!"