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On the other end of the phone is of course Ran Anluo's new manager, Xia Jing.

After the combination with Tan Qing collapsed, Ran Anluo's original manager changed jobs, and all the artists under him were reassigned.

Xia Jing is a gold medal agent in Shengjing Entertainment Company with both qualifications and methods. Before the results came out, no one thought that she would choose Ran Anluo.

However, the entertainment industry has always been a place that only pays attention to the result and not the process. As long as the result is good, even if others hate it, they can only watch it.

Xia Jing was sitting on the sofa flipping through Ran Anluo's new announcement, when she heard that, she was stunned: "He Dong? Xiao Luo, why do you ask him?"

Ran Anluo held back a few awkward words: "Sister Xia, just ask if you can help!"

Xia Jing completed the documents and leaned on the back of the sofa, with her slender and straight legs propped up: "Xiao Luo, it's not that Sister Xia doesn't help you with this favor. But you want to check He Mingyu, Director He...he can't be checked by just anyone .”

Ran Anluo didn't intend to give up, so she softened her tone and begged coquettishly: "I just know it's not easy to check, so I want to ask sister Xia to help me, okay?"

Xia Jing frowned: "An Luo, tell Sister Xia the truth - you want to find out if He Mingyu has any children, do you simply like him and want to chase him? Or do you want to get close to him?"

Ran Anluo was stunned by Xia Jing's question, and it took him a long time to whisper: "If so, do I like him?"

Xia Jing raised her eyebrows, her bean paste red nails tapped lightly on the table.

She said directly: "If you really like him, I agree with you to find an opportunity to get in touch with him. He Mingyu is the youngest son of the He family. He has a good style and has never had any scandals...Of course, the only exception is Tan Qing."

Ran Anluo's expression changed suddenly when he heard the word Tan Qing.

His fingers that were originally on his knees were clenched tightly: "...um."

Through the phone, Xia Jing naturally wouldn't know about Ran Anluo's changes: "So even if you really like him, you can't do anything now."

"Don't let the netizens think that you are prying into Tan Qing's wall, or that you are picking up Tan Qing's leftovers."

Ran Anluo's tone was slightly unwilling: "But Tan Qing and He Mingyu were obviously just an accident!"

Xia Jing nodded: "Yes, Xiao Luo. But you should be grateful for this accident, otherwise Tan Qing would have to pay a huge amount of liquidated damages because of the collapse of word of mouth, and you wouldn't get the chance to fly solo."

Ran Anluo didn't speak again.

He bit his lips with a deep blood, and said after a long while: "I know, thank you, sister Xia."

"Don't thank me."

Xia Jing smiled, "I do think you are talented. I signed you, but I didn't intend to use you as a vase."

"I will work hard, sister Xia."

Xia Jing raised her chin, stretched out her hand and used a pen to tick off several notices, and continued: "Sister Xia really can't help you with the matter of He Dong just now. But Xiao Luo, if you really want to know, Why don't you ask Ji Yingdi?"

Ran Anluo was startled for a moment: "Ji Yanxiu?"

Xia Jing said: "Have you already called out your name? It seems that you are quite familiar with him. You saved the younger brother of Ying Yingdi Ji, and his family's hospital has always been a cooperative relationship with He's, so he probably won't reject you."

Ran Anluo paused, and said softly, "Well... I see."

Xia Jing glanced at the dark night outside the window, and said meaningfully: "It's good to know. Xiao Luo, you're new here, and it's better to have someone help you than to be hit by yourself."

The phone hangs up.

Ran Anluo opened the page of the chat software, scrolled down the names one by one, and finally found the familiar avatar.

Due to frequent chatting, he has already set special attention on this profile picture.

Ran Anluo seemed to hesitate for a long time, but still clicked on the dialog box.

"Yanxiu, can you do me a favor?"

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Tan Qing's street stall business is very good tonight.

Maybe it's because the Chinese New Year is approaching, he feels that young girls and boys have become richer.

Even the uncles and aunts who usually had to bargain with him were beaming and stopped bargaining.

Fortunately, no bargaining!

After all, the fox fur in the bag today is Tan Qing's last stock.

In view of the issue of balding all the brothers and sisters in the mountains, Tan Qing is going to change careers after selling out these stocks.

——Although he still doesn't know what he's going to do tomorrow.

But think carefully.

Tomorrow is the day when we don't have to pay for milk powder, it's a brand new day, and it's the day of reform and opening up.

Tan Qing's face was full of happiness, and she smiled when she treated the guests.

That already exquisite and beautiful face is more agile and full of spirit, like a flowing painting

Gorgeous and touching.

Soon there were only a few scattered fox tail pendants left in the bulging backpack.

Tan Qing stretched out her hand and swung those strips away, then shook her legs shivering from the cold.

Just as I was about to yell a few words like the Northeast brother next to me, I saw a person walking in the dark and crowded alley directly opposite.

No, it should be two people.

One big and one small.

Most of the goods in this night market are cheap and everyday, not to mention authentic or not.Most of the customers who come and go are young and young people with beautiful part-time job pictures, and uncles and aunts who pick up some cheap ones in order to save money.

Thus.

Wearing a tailored suit, the tall and straight He Mingyu looked prominent and obvious.

Looking at it from a distance, it is even scarier than the city management.

especially.

Tan Qing also saw the little brat who was sitting on He Mingyu's shoulder, shaking and enjoying himself.

On the stall in front of me was a young girl who was struggling. She held a red pair and a white pair and asked Tan Qing: "Boss, which one do you think looks better?"

Tan Qing was pondering about He Mingyu's course of action, and she didn't think about it for a moment: "It must be red, and the red one has been practicing for 300 years."

The young girl was startled: "Huh?"

Tan Qing instantly denied San Lian, and smiled sincerely: "I'm talking nonsense! Young lady, you are so beautiful, can I give you [-]% off both of them?"

The little sister was so blushed by Tan Qing's praise, she really bought both of them, and paid Tan Qing with Alipay: "No need to discount! Boss, you are handsome and talkative, I wish you a prosperous business." .”

Tan Qing blew proficiently, causing the young girl to leave happily.

He lowered his head, flipped out Alipay, and started counting tonight's payment with his white and slender fingers.

Boss Tan is very serious about counting his small treasury. While checking the numbers one by one, he whispered: "Twenty, twenty, eighty..."

A cold and deep voice interjected: "How much did you earn?"

Tan Qing happily said: "Three hundred and six!"

He counted triumphantly, and suddenly raised his head.

He Mingyu stood opposite the stall.

Tan Jiji sat obediently on He Mingyu's shoulders, wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket with small flowers, only revealing a pair of dark eyes.

Tan Jiji opened his eyes and faced Tan Qing face to face, and softly shouted: "Rake, rake!"

Before Tan Qing could speak, He Mingyu said in a low voice, "En."

Tan Qing: "???"

Due to the limited location of the night market, the area of ​​the street stalls is small.

then.

After standing close through a narrow tarp, Tan Qing realized that He Mingyu was actually much taller than him.

It was a blow to his self-esteem as the ancestor of the fox.

Tan Qing shrugged the tip of her nose that was red from the cold, and said unhappily: "Rang Rang Rang Rang, you are blocking my guest."

However, it was already closing time, and the busiest time of the night market was over.

He Mingyu turned back and took a look, then turned back: "No one."

Tan Qing snorted: "You stand here and no one comes!"

He Mingyu didn't speak.

The nights in the suburbs of Beijing are very cold.

In addition, there was another snowfall a few days ago, and at night when it was time to melt the snow, even standing on the ground in thick-soled cotton shoes felt icy cold.

Under the almost dim halo yellow light and shadow, even the little insects that flutter the light can't be seen——

But he could clearly see Tan Qing's blushing face.

In addition to the red nose tip, there are reddish cheeks.

Blush corners.

and red lips.

He Mingyu felt a little thirsty, he looked away and asked, "Is this your newly expanded side job?"

Tan Qing shrank her neck, trying to retract her whole body into the padded coat, and then retorted: "Fart, this is obviously already the main business."

He Mingyu frowned: "Don't swear."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing sighed: "My lord, big benefactor, big boss, please give way, let me sell this point? It's rare that business is good today."

Only then did He Mingyu see the inconspicuous billboard.

One.

He glanced over, and there were a dozen more.

Then He Mingyu was very annoyed to find that his eyes were always looking at Tan Qing uncontrollably.

——Tan Qing bent down to put things on the ground.

——Tan Qing stomped her feet.

——Tan Qing sneezed.

The corners of his eyes were even redder, as pitiful as if he had been severely bullied.

He Mingyu took out his wallet, touched five red cards of Grandpa Mao and handed them to Tan Qing: "21, there are seventeen left, and the rest..."

Tan Qing quickly took the money and put it in his pocket, smiling so much that his eyes rolled up: "Tip the rest, right? I know you all like to tip!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu also sighed: "Let's see where you deserve a tip?"

Tan Qing thought about it seriously, and tentatively said to the benefactor's father: "Under the ice and snow, stick to your post, love your job and work hard, and serve the public?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu couldn't bear it anymore and turned around: "Okay, close the stall, chat and chatter and refuse to sleep, you come to coax."

It was only then that Tan Qing remembered that he had to tell Tan Jiji a story every night.

This is what he saw from the human TV early education channel, saying that it is beneficial to children's intellectual development and can cultivate children's all-round development.

However, Tan Qing patiently raised her for twenty days, and Tan Jiji didn't grow a tail.

Don't say anything.

Humans are big assholes.

While Tan Qing was thinking, she looked at the dozen or so fox pendants left in her backpack, and finally decided to wait for the last day under the power of He Mingyu's money.

He zippered his backpack in a hurry, stood up and ran towards He Mingyu: "Wait for me, wait for me!"

The author has something to say: small theater, Tan Qingqing: no more street stalls!I'm going to change careers!What are you doing! 【Anxiety shaking legs】

He Mingyu: Come to be my Xiaomi?

Rong Sheng: Come to be my lover?

Ji Yanxiu: Come learn filming from me?

Ran Anluo:? ? ?Why do I feel like I've lost something? ? ?