Since the microblog on the top of inexplicable fire up, a Zhao whole people are in a state of mind.

Why?

Money!

Although she is not a big fire now, she has a lot of fame.

The popularity of microblog is still there, and the number of viewers in the live broadcasting room has been steadily increasing.

She is now, also can be regarded as a big net red.

Of course, a Zhao doesn't care much about this.

What she cares about is that after the audience base increases, the reward she receives every day is already a very considerable number.

Even the official of the platform contacted her and asked her if she intended to sign a contract with the platform.

After signing a contract with the platform, she will be the signing anchor. With the signing fee, the platform will regularly promote the resources, and her reputation will be further expanded. Let alone, she does not need to rely on readers' rewards to live on.

But for the other side put forward extremely favorable conditions, a Zhao even did not consider it and refused.

If she signed the contract, she would have to listen to the arrangement of the platform in the future. She was not free at all.

She has enough money to spend. She doesn't care whether she earns hundreds of thousands or tens of millions.

Anyway A Zhao is not afraid of his own past.

She felt her face with great self-confidence - as long as her beauty was there, what would she be afraid of?

……

Sunday will come soon.

In the open-air hall on the top floor of Kate Hotel, a dinner party of high standard in southern province is being held here.

"You said there was a way to come in, that's what you mean?" Ginger make complaints about Tucao.

At the moment, he is wearing a neat white shirt and black vest, wearing a bow tie around his neck, which is the standard - Waiter dress.

Unlike himself, he wore a false curly hair slightly covering his forehead, two neat moustaches on his lips, and his skin color was much darker.

Looking at this way, the whole person seems to be a lot more rigid and serious, plus Jiang Li deliberately convergence momentum, basically can not see his shadow.

A Zhao is almost the same. She wears an old-fashioned hair style, darkens her skin color, and deliberately shapes her eyebrows and eye makeup. She is very beautiful, only four points left. She is dressed as a rigid waiter. She is quite insignificant in this beautiful hall.

That's right.

A Zhao's so-called method is to disguise as a waiter and sneak in.

Jiang Li had heard a Zhao say so confident that she thought she could find a way to get an invitation

Sure enough, he thought too much.

A Zhao glanced at him: "the invitation is not impossible to get, but we are just taking something. What can we do with such complexity?"

What else should Jiang Li say? Ah Zhao whispered, "don't say it. They're coming."

Jiang Li was stunned and saw a couple walking towards this side with arm in arm.

It's Zhong Hao and his wife.

He looked down at himself and made sure there was nothing wrong with him.

It's wonderful to say that even though he is wearing a disguise at the moment, he doesn't want to leave any bad impression in front of the couple.

Soon, the two came near.

Mrs. Zhong seemed interested in the rum on the dining car and came to get a glass.

They had a good relationship with each other, and Zhong Dong came along.

But after Mrs. Zhong walked to the dining car, she did not immediately reach out to get the wine, but looked at Jiang Li suspiciously.

Maybe it's really mother and son.

Even now Jiang Li has changed his face and is totally different from before, Mrs. Zhong still has a sense of deja vu when she looks at the man in front of her.

She asked, "Sir, am I Where have I seen you? "