Chapter 140

"Mo agent?"

Zhang Zhiqin was a little confused. She didn't know how Mo Yan suddenly added her own wechat. She cut her heart.

"You said you would pass right away? I Zhang Zhiqin don't want face? "

He sneered in a low voice and immediately pressed the "agree" button with his finger.

"Hello, agent mo." And said hello politely.

But Mo Yan didn't have any extra politeness. He came straight to the point:

"Have you started recording your new program? There are three newcomers in our company. Can we arrange to be a flying guest for the first phase without appearance fee? "

Zhang Zhiqin scratched her head suspiciously, thinking that you have to find director Luo or brother Fang. What are you looking for me for?

But his intuition told him that he would be scolded if he went back like this. After thinking for a long time, he finally replied:

"It should be possible. I'll ask the leader tomorrow."

Mo Yan replied quickly, "thank you."

Zhang Zhiqin didn't know how to return for a while. Fortunately, Mo Yan sent another message:

"Don't you rest?"

Well, I'm sending you a wechat. How do I sleep?

Zhang Zhiqin thought Mo Yan was a little strange today, so he asked:

"Are you really Mo's agent?"

A voice came directly from the opposite side. Zhang Zhiqin looked back at Fang Xiaole sleeping next to him. He pulled the towel over his head and covered himself.

Then hide in the quilt and stick the of the mobile phone to your ear.

"Just tell me not to smoke."

The voice is indeed Moyan's cold and magnetic voice.

"Hey, hey, why don't I call you sister Mo?"

"Whatever you want."

Mo Yan's speed of returning to wechat is like her work style, fast, accurate and concise.

This makes Zhang Zhiqin don't know how to talk, and dare not say I want to sleep. What if this sister gets angry?

"Did Miss Lin and Fangfang sleep?" he asked without a word

Mo Yan quickly said, "they're already asleep. Where's deputy director Fang?"

Zhang Zhiqin opened a slit in the quilt over his head and looked aside. Fang Xiaole slept very heavily and his head seemed to be covered in the quilt.

He hid back in the quilt, quietly typed and replied, "brother Fang is also asleep. Why don't you sleep?"

"I can't sleep. Just talk to someone."

Mo Yan recovers the speed of light again.

Uh

"Well, what do you want to talk about?"

Zhang Zhiqin scratched for half a day and finally came up with a sentence.

"Whatever."

Mo Yan replied immediately.

Zhang Zhiqin's hair is about to scratch off. He thought that I have nothing in common with you. Just talk hard?

"Can you hurry up?"

Mo Yan sent another one.

Why did you hurry up?

Zhang Zhiqin was even more flustered. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a common topic with Mo Yan. He immediately typed excitedly:

"Are your legs better? Can you close it? "

"Are you sick?" Don't smoke second scold.

Zhang Zhiqin is angry. I care about you kindly. You scold me. Do you really think I have no temper?

He typed quickly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm wrong."

When Zhang Zhiqin sent a wechat message to Mo Yan under the quilt, Fang Xiaole, who was already "asleep", also hid in the quilt, typed quickly with his mobile phone in both hands and sent a message to Lin Yao:

"Didn't Mo come to urge you to sleep today?"

Lin Yao replied, "sister Yan is already asleep. What about you? Didn't you say you slept in the same tent with Zhang Zhiqin just now? Did he sleep? Did we quarrel with others? "

Fang Xiaole gently opened a slit in the thin quilt over his head, glanced aside, and saw Zhang Zhiqin with his back to himself, sleeping with his head covered.

He hid in the quilt and continued typing:

"Zhang Zhiqin fell asleep and couldn't make any noise, and I hid in the quilt to send you a message."

"It feels so interesting." Lin Yao replied.

Fang Xiaole smiled, as if she could see a girl in a nightdress lying in bed looking at her mobile phone and laughing.

"Is the festival directory going well? Well, do you have confidence? "

Lin Yao sent another one.

Fang Xiaole replied, "just now Zhang Zhiqin asked me if I had confidence in the program, but I pretended to sleep and didn't answer him."

"Why don't you deliberately answer people?"

Fang Xiaole said, "I'm actually confident, but I don't count. Whether the program is good or not still has to be evaluated by the audience. We just have to do a good job of the program."

"Well, that's very good."

Lin Yao is like a little fan. She thinks Fang Xiaole is right in everything she says.

"How about you, how was the endorsement of Mercedes?"

Fang Xiaole knows that this endorsement is very important to Lin Yao. He pays attention to it online when he is free, but he hasn't seen the relevant news.

"Sister Yan said it was almost done. She may have to sign a contract tomorrow."

Lin Yao replied.

"Congratulations. I'll see you in the Mercedes advertisement in the future. It's said that the car manufacturers like to send a car to the spokesperson. Is it true?"

Fang Xiaole smiled and typed.

"I don't know. It's all sister Yan talking. She said I'll just sit next to her and smile better."

Lin Yao obviously doesn't know anything about these things. In other words, Mo Yan has always protected her well.

"Although agent Mo looks fierce, she's really good for you. By the way, is she married?"

Fang Xiaole asked casually, these two days have no time during the day, so they can only talk for a while before going to bed at night. They almost have nothing to talk about, and they can talk about any topic very happily.

"Sister Yan seems to have been married once before and separated later. She doesn't seem to like people asking her this. Fangfang and I never mention this in front of her."

Lin Yao reminded: "you should remember that you can't ask this question in front of sister Yan."

In the quilt on the other side, Zhang Zhiqin yawned silently, painfully continued to chat with Mo Yan, and finally thought of a topic again:

"Sister Mo, are you married?"

Zhang Zhiqin gained a lot from this question. He not only received a kind voice from Mo Yan:

"It's none of your business whether I'm married or not!"

And successfully stopped this chat - Mo Yan didn't send a message again.

"Can you be angry?"

Zhang Zhiqin also opened her eyes and waited for a long time. Finally, she had to put down her mobile phone and helplessly put her head out of the quilt.

So moody at 33?

Women are really terrible!

At this time, Yunhai and Lin Yao stayed in the hotel.

Mo Yan sat on the bed with his knees, his chin on his overlapping arms, and his eyes were confused.

Very different from her usual shrewd and capable appearance.

For a long time, Mo Yan picked up the mobile phone thrown on the bed and found a photo with low definition from the photo book.

This should have been taken about a decade ago when the pixel of the mobile phone camera was still relatively low.

In the photo, a girl with long hair, shawl and wedding dress snuggles up to a man. The girl looks beautiful and has a sweet smile.

The girl's facial features are very similar to Mo Yan.

To be exact, it was Moyan ten years ago.

This is a wedding photo, Mo Yan's wedding photo when he was young.

"Today is September 29, exactly ten years..."