Translator: Zayn_
In the afternoon, Song Qingyou washed her face and prepared to leave.
âZhizhi, we need to go out for a while.â
Before Jiang Zhihan could react, she picked him up.
âMeow?â
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Jiang Zhihan didnât pay attention to Chen Lanâs words, so he didnât think too much about it. He thought Song Qingyou had forgotten about her promise to her manager.
But even after struggling for a while, Song Qingyou didnât plan on letting him go-
Just like that, Jiang Zhihan was brought to the hotel entrance.
Hotel? Why wasnât it a studio?
He turned to look at Song Qingyou.
The latterâs expression did not change. She only took a look at her phone and nodded. âItâs here.â
The address that Chen Lan had sent her did not indicate XX Hotel, only the house number.
Anyone could understand what this meant.
Jiang Zhihan thought that Song Qingyou would choose to leave.
In the end, she only compared the address and walked straight in?
Jiang Zhihan was a little angry and wanted Song Qingyou to leave.
Even if her martial strength was high, it did not mean that she was invincible.
What if she couldnât come out after entering?
Song Qingyou noticed her catâs strange behavior and patted his back to comfort him.
âZhizhi, donât make a scene-â
âYou must be Song Qingyou?â
A short-haired woman in formal attire appeared in front of the girl and the cat.
Jiang Zhihan temporarily calmed down.
âAnd you are?â Song Qingyou looked up.
âIâm President Liâs secretary. My surname is Liu.â
Secretary Liu looked Song Qingyou up and down, then finally looked at Zhizhi.
âWhy did you bring a pet here? Didnât your manager remind you not to bring pets? Also, I told you to put on some makeup. Whatâs the difference between this and your bare face?â
âThen should 1 go back first?â Song Qingyouâs expression didnât change.
âDonât. Since youâre already here, you canât keep people waiting. Itâs fine even if you donât wear makeup. Come with me.â
Secretary Liu grabbed Song Qingyouâs arm. âLeave the cat with me later.â
âOh.â
Seeing that she didnât ask anything, Secretary Liu took the initiative to explain after taking a few steps.
âThe filming this time is near this hotel. 1â11 take you to eat first. Be smart when the time comes. Donât miss this opportunity!â
Song Qingyou didnât respond.
Judging from the other partyâs expression, which seemed to be afraid that she would run away, there was no credibility to her words at all.
When they arrived at the door of a private room, Secretary Liu knocked on the door three times. When she heard the door open, she turned around and said, âGive me the cat and you can go in.â
As she spoke, she reached out to carry the cat.
Jiang Zhihan grabbed Song Qingyouâs clothes and refused to come down.
âHurry up and get it to release its claws!â Secretary Liu was very impatient.
âGood boy, let go of your claws first.â Song Qingyou lowered her head.
Jiang Zhihan wanted to follow her in, but Song Qingyou was too forceful. He didnât succeed and was eventually put on the ground.
âSecretary Liu, please help me look after Zhizhi.â
âGot it. Hurry up and go in!â
Secretary Liu saw that she was quite obedient, so she reminded her, âThe people inside canât even be offended by President Li. It wonât do you any harm if you go and give them a toast and have a meal with them to make them happy!â
Song Qingyou silently pushed open the door.
Jiang Zhihanâs body moved as Secretary Liu pressed him to the ground.
âMeow-â
âLet go of me!â
âMeow!â
âQuickly let me in!â
No matter how hard he struggled, the short-haired woman would not let go.
After a while, Jiang Zhihan stopped.
Secretary Liu thought that it had learned its lesson and tried to ease the pressure. âBe good. Iâll buy you cat food laterâ¦â
Seeing that the cat was not moving, Secretary Liu was slightly relieved. She let go of one hand and was about to pick the cat up.
The next second, Jiang Zhihan took advantage of the moment when she relaxed. He jumped up and jumped onto the door handle.
He was worried about Song Qingyou being alone in there, so he had to go in and help!
âCome down quickly!â
Secretary Liu looked as if she had seen a ghost.
However, before she could finish her sentence, the door of the private room opened.
Secretary Liu came back to her senses and lowered her head to apologize.
Unexpectedly, when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the scene in the private room, she was so shocked that she forgot to close her mouth.
Song Qingyou had one foot on the sofa, a bottle of red wine in her hand, pointing at the head of the person she wanted to please.
The person who had been waiting to be flattered had already slid down from the sofa and knelt in front of Song Qingyou, his face full of shock and begging for mercy.
Was this really not a criminal scene?
Secretary Liu lowered his chin after a long while. âYou, you, you-â
âCalm down, or Iâll call the police!â
Jiang Zhihan, who was walking in front, saw this scene and jumped onto another sofa, ready to watch the show.
He believed that Song Qingyou was fine, because the person she was holding the bottle to was none other than Mu Guoliang, whom he had just met last night.
Mu Guoliang was panicking.
If he had known that the little celebrity sent by Jiayi Media was Song Qingyou, he would never have agreed!
When he heard Secretary Liu say that he was going to call the police, he quickly said, âDonât, donât call the police!â
He raised his hands. âSecretary Liu, come in quickly and close the door. Letâs talk slowly!â
Secretary Liu immediately did as she was told, but she did not dare to get close.
Mu Guoliangâs lips curled into a forced smile.
âMiss Song, letâs talk things out. If I knew that they would send you here, 1 would definitely reject them immediately!â
âYou are a magnanimous person. Donât lower yourself to the level of a villain like me. As long as you are willing to forgive me, even if you want to beat me half to death to vent your anger, I, Mu Guoliang, wonât say anything unnecessary!â
Song Qingyou clicked her tongue and suddenly threw the bottle of red wine high up in the air.
Mu Guoliang and Secretary Liu closed their eyes tightly.
In the end, nothing happened.
Song Qingyou caught the bottle and put her foot down.
Mu Guoliang let out a long sigh of relief and wiped his sweat before continuing to explain, âMiss Song, please donât misunderstand! It wasnât my idea to let you come here. If you donât believe me, you can ask Secretary Liu.â
Secretary Liu was dumbfounded. Hearing Mu Guoliang say that, how could she not know that Mu Guoliang couldnât afford to offend Song Qingyou!
She didnât have time to think and nodded obediently.
âYes, itâs like this. It was all President Liâs ideaâ¦â
âTake a look!â Mu Guoliang helped himself up from the sofa.
âMs. Song is here personally. Donât worry,â He said fawningly. âAs long as you say the word, Iâll invest as much as you want in Jiayiâs film projects!â
âI donât have that much face.â Song Qingyou sat down.
âEhâno,youââ
âWhat 1 mean isâ¦â Song Qingyou interrupted him. â1 donât have that much face, so you changed your mind and donât want to invest in Jiayi Media anymore, understand?â
Mu Guoliang was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized, âI understand! I understand! You are right! 1 should not agree to Jiayi Mediaâs investment project!â
Secretary Liu, who was at the side, saw that the two of them had reached a consensus and was in a dilemma.
âMiss, Miss Song-â She wanted to remind Song Qingyou why she was here.
âSecretary Liu, Director Mu wonât tell anyone about what happened today. What about you?â Song Qingyou glanced at her.
âSecretary Liu?â Mu Guoliang threatened.
Secretary Liu gritted her teeth. âDonât worry, Director Mu and Miss Song. I know what to do, but how should 1 explain it to President Liâ¦â
âVery simple.â Song Qingyou knocked on the table. âJust say that I offended Director Mu and heâs angry and wonât give me the investment.â
Secretary Liu saw that Mu Guoliang had no objections, so she compromised..