Chapter 44

When Yang Mi woke up, it was already daybreak.

The sun outside the window is bright, but she is like falling into an ice cave.

Strange room, strange bed, strange pajamas... What happened last night?

Trying to recall what happened last night, she only remembered that she wanted to get Mai Xiaoyu drunk. Unexpectedly, Mai Xiaoyu had an amazing amount of wine. She got drunk first without pouring each other down.

Then... No, drink too much, memory fragments, and wake up for a hundred years.

I was by him

Tears fell silently and gradually became a line faster and faster. Yang Mi, 15, could no longer bear such a heavy blow. "Wow" cried.

Patter.

The door rang.

Yang Mi hurriedly got into the air-conditioning quilt and sobbed.

"You're awake."

A woman's voice?

Yang Mi peeped out his small head from the quilt, and his eyes were filled with tears.

Liu Tao was surprised and said, "Why are you crying?"

Not that hateful uncle!

This made Yang Mi feel at ease: "I, how could I be here?"

"You were drunk last night. Mike always carried you back."

"Then my clothes..."

"Your clothes have been sent for cleaning." Liu Tao sat at the head of the bed and touched Yang Mi's head. "Last night you vomited and your clothes were dirty."

"Sister, did you change my pajamas?" Yang Mi sat up nervously and grabbed Liu Tao's hand.

"Yes. You don't think it's Mr. mai... Ah, I know why you're crying." Liu Tao chuckled. "What do you think, Mr. Mai is always a good man. He asked me to take care of you."

"Thank you, sister!"

Find out the truth, the haze in my heart dissipates, and Yang Mi is happy.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth. The porridge will be cooked right away. You'll have some porridge to warm your stomach later. You're still young. Don't drink so much wine in the future. Fortunately, Mai was always there last night. What else would you do if you met bad guys?"

That uncle's name is Mr. Mai?

He is the worst villain!

Got me drunk.

This revenge must be avenged!

Yang Mi was resurrected with blood. After a simple wash, he sat at the table and had breakfast.

Two bowls of white porridge and two vegetarian steamed stuffed buns make your stomach much more comfortable.

"Sister, the white porridge you cook is delicious. It tastes like a mother."

"Drink more if you like, and Mr. Mai likes my meal very much."

"Mr. Mai? Which publishing house is he?"

"Publisher? Mai is always the general manager of Mengren film and television."

"Film and television company? Ah, I remember, sister, you are a dove girl!"

Dove's advertisements are overwhelming, with high force pictures and elegant and beautiful LiuTao, which have left a deep impression on many viewers, and Yang Mi is no exception.

Liu Tao smiled, got up and brought some dove chocolates and Snickers: "please eat, but don't eat too much every day. Mr. Mai said that girls should keep fit."

"Mr. Mai said, sister, you should be careful to be cheated. Uncle is very bad."

"Cluck, you call him uncle? He's not that old. Well, maybe he's not as old as me. Also, Mai is always a good man, and he has been protecting me..." the gate of memory opened. Liu Tao whispered about Mai Xiaoyu's stand up maintenance and career planning for her every time he was bullied after signing a contract with cute people, "... He said, he's going to arrange me to take over a TV play in the near future."

Yang Mi was envious and held Liu Tao's hand: "I also want to be on TV, sister, do you think it's good for me to join your company?"

……

Aiman culture has a strong sense of crisis public relations and responds quickly.

After Mai Xiaoyu clearly refused last night, they took the initiative to contact Mai Xiaoyu early this morning.

"Are you mai Zi, the author of man in pattern?" big companies have the bearing of big companies, but this bearing is often reflected by pride.

Listening to the arrogant tone on the phone and looking at his rice mobile phone, Mai Xiaoyu thought for eight seconds and hung up decisively.

Half a minute later, the phone rings again. After connecting, Mai Xiaoyu didn't say a word, and the other end spoke first: "I'm Zhang Kai, security director of Aiman culture..."

"Doodle doodle..."

Shit, he dared to hang up on me twice!

Zhang Kai was furious, but he had to call.

"I am Aiman culture..."

"Doodle doodle..."

Hang up again!

Call again!

"Don't hang up..."

"Doodle doodle..."

"You..."

"Doodle doodle..."

He called more than ten times. Every time Zhang Kai spoke, Mai Xiaoyu hung up the phone. Zhang Kai's face turned green.

At first, Zhang Kai was so angry that he jumped and scolded his mother in the office. Later, he had no temper and was used to being hung up.

He is the brother-in-law of the general manager of Aiman culture. In his early years, he became the director of Security Department of Aiman culture because he had a beautiful sister.

Last night, his brother-in-law gave him a death order and tried every means to deal with Mai Xiaoyu and calm the storm as soon as possible.

With his street experience, he thinks it's easy to deal with cultural people.

Don't reason with cultural people, because you can't talk to him; Come straight and scare him. Literati cherish feathers and cherish their bodies. It's easy to be frightened.

Therefore, he took it for granted that there was no problem in applying this routine to Mai Xiaoyu.

People who draw cartoons are also literate, aren't they?

But Mai Xiaoyu didn't play cards according to the routine. He just opened his mouth. There he immediately hung up the phone, and more than a dozen hung up. He was angry everywhere.

This is not a cultural man, it's NIMA hob meat!

The phone can't be called. Text it.

Soon, Mai Xiaoyu's message came back: please have a begging attitude.

Nima, we love man culture. We need to ask you to draw comics?

Well, you won.

Thinking of his brother-in-law's death order, Zhang Kai dialed Mai Xiaoyu again. This time, his attitude was much lower.

"Miss Mai? I'm Zhang Kai from Aiman culture. I called you just now."

The first time I received a call from Zhang Kai and heard his opening remarks, Mai Xiaoyu knew that the other party was Aiman culture.

Few people know his rice mobile phone number. They know that he is wheat. Only Yang Linfei, Wu Guodong, Jiying society and Aiman culture. When he took part in the rookie competition, he left this number.

"Come on, what's the matter?"

"That's right. Recently, you had a little unhappiness with our Aiman culture magazine... Fuck, hang up on me again!"

Zhang Kai angrily dropped his cell phone. When the Secretary heard the news, he came in to check. The dog blood nozzle scolded by him ran out with red eyes.

Five minutes later, the fire was almost the same, the phone... Still had to be called, but NIMA's cell phone broke, more than 3000!

I can't help but change the seat.

This time, Zhang Kai said straight to the point, "wheat, I've seen your information, and you're from Yanjing. Cheer up. How much does it cost to make things even?"

"I don't want money," said Mai Xiaoyu calmly.

"What do you want?"

"Fair."

"What do you want?"

"Justice! Shouldn't you give me justice!"