Chapter 702

"Did it work?" Liu Qin's heart hung.

"Initial results have been achieved. The senior management of the group is in a panic and has started negotiations." Yan Lingdao.

"Great! This is the happiest news I've heard recently. Thank you, Mr. Yan! "

"What's the point of thanks? There's no real reward? "

Liu Qin began to rack her brains. She looked at the calendar beside her hand and tried to search for the major events that would happen in this period from her poor memory. But today, more than ten years ago, she just dropped out of No.2 High School and was sent to the county town to talk about selling clothes after a month's work as a housework farmer. In addition to her ignorance at that time, how could she know what news to read?

"I'm sorry... You know my special powers don't exist all the time. They come out by accident. For the time being... I don't have any inspiration." Liu Qin is embarrassed.

Yan Ling chuckled, "do you think I can't develop without your premonition? To tell you the truth, I never hoped for your premonition. "

Liu Qin said clearly, "so, Mr. Yan, you help me out of kindness?"

"What kind of kindness do I have?" Yan Ling slightly squinted, "just don't want to make that old woman happy."

"I'm at ease when you say that."

"Don't you think you owe me anything?"

"There is no debt, only gratitude for help," Liu Qin said solemnly. "Mr. Yan, you can rest assured that Liu Qin has always been a grateful person. Although I have no inspiration now, if I find inspiration to predict the future, I will definitely tell you at the first time."

"With you," Yan Ling into the cold decoration style bedroom, lying down in bed, "I'm a little tired, accompany me to chat."

"... what are you talking about?"

"Everything is fine."

"Since Mr. Yan is very tired, you can have a sleep. Sleep is the best rest."

Yan Ling opened his eyes, provocative tone, "you are poor, unexpected topic?"

Liu Qin took a puff from the corner of her mouth, and she understood that she should not have compassion for this Yan Ling, and she was right to accept it directly.

Thinking, Liu Qin's tone changed, very gentle, "did Mr. Yan have dinner?"

"No

"What is Mr. Yan going to eat in the evening?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Liu Qin said with a silent sneer, "people suggest that Mr. Yan eat fat intestines, which is the kind of pig intestines. When cleaning up, you can't scrape the excrement clean, you should eat the original flavor. A mouthful of wine and a mouthful of fat intestines are very delicious. Of course, if Mr. Yan likes Japanese food, he can eat fat intestines and sashimi, and the taste is very strong. "

"Oh

Then there was the sound of the beep beep phone being hung up.

Liu Qin stared at the microphone and said, "play with me? You're a little too young. "

Because he taught Gao fushai a lesson, Liu Qin felt much better. He took out a book from the bookshelf and read it happily.

……

With the passage of time, the new year has passed, and the flavor of the new year is getting lighter and lighter.

Liu Qin is still living a boring but rich life.

In the afternoon, close a senior one exercise book.

This is the first exercise book that she has completed in such a long time. Although other exercise books are also being carried out at the same time, it is the first one that completely goes from the first problem to the last one.

The right-hand side of the desk is the bookshelf, and there is a small shelf on the left side. On weekdays, there are some small furnishings and so on.

Because of the beauty and style, even the trinkets will not be full. Liu Qin simply transferred the trinkets to the TV cabinet and filled the shelves with notebooks and exercise books.

After checking the "wrong notebook" that matches this exercise book, Liu Qin only feels that it is complete. He puts one book at a time and presents it to the shelf with a great sense of ceremony.

The phone rings.

Liu Qin ran to answer the phone.

"Hello."

"Qin Qin, I'm Xianglin."

Liu Qin is clear, "busy what?"

"I'm not busy. I just finished practicing, so I'll call you."

During this period of time, Yao Xianglin called Liu Qin every day. Either at noon or at night, Liu Qin knew that Xianglin was afraid of her loneliness. In fact, she was a little lonely.

"Are you tired of practicing?" Liu Qin chatted freely and make complaints about himself. He thought he could bear loneliness. Now it seems that he is an ordinary person.

"No, I'm used to it. How about you? Are you tired today? You have to read a lot of books and answer a lot of questions every day. You must be very tired, right

"I'm not tired, I'm used to it," said Liu Qin. Seeing that he was almost polite, he began to talk about it. "Have you started school yet?"

"No, but it's fast. Is the second high school starting to make up lessons?"

"Yes, nearly a week."

"How about the professional courses of Lan Yu Qi and Si Yijin?"

"I haven't heard them talk about it. Should it be good?"

"That's good," Yao Xianglin said, holding his mobile phone and leaning on the head of the bed, "Qinqin, I miss you very much. If only you could all come to Lunan city? If you don't come together, you can come to my school. It's very hidden and safe. Let Ximing go to the first high school in Lunan city. That school is more powerful than Jinxian one. As for LAN Yuqi and Si Yijin, they also come to my school. They have a lot of money. "

Liu Qin could not laugh or cry, "you have arranged it clearly, but we can't go."

"Why? Isn't that your tuition? I'm out! Really, really, Qinqin. You believe me, I am very rich now. There are a lot of prizes in the youth song contest. I haven't had time to spend them. Later, I took part in several activities and gave me a lot of money. The teacher said, this is not a commercial performance. If it is a commercial performance, you will get more. My mother, I really didn't know how to make money by singing. Oh, my teacher has a small company. I signed it directly under the teacher's name. I also have an economic man. I'm the teacher's sister. It's good for me. "

Liu Qin frowned slightly and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"Qin Qin, why don't you talk?" Yao Xianglin noticed the difference.

Liu Qin asked, "I've heard that brokers still have to choose professional brokers. Professional brokers have strong public relations ability, especially in dealing with crisis public relations. On the contrary, the agent with weak ability not only has no help to the artists, but also has a problem. It's said that a singer in a certain country has found her elder sister to be an agent. Because her elder sister doesn't understand the sophistication of the performing arts circle, she has offended a lot of people and the media... Of course, I've heard that these are not necessarily true, just for reference. "

Liu Qin expressed his views very tactfully.

Yao Xianglin pondered for a while, and then said, "in fact, Ximing also analyzed what you said."

"Did you tell Zhang Ximing?" Liu Qin was surprised.

Yao Xianglin quickly explained, "Qin Qin, don't be angry. I wanted to tell you the first time, but he just called me, so I told him first."

"No, I'm not angry. Ximing is very thoughtful. He can really ask for more advice." With that, Liu Qin suddenly had an idea in his mind: how long has he not seen Zhang Ximing? A week? Two weeks?