Chapter 402

Pick up the wind after dinner and check out of the hotel.

When I returned to sunshine Star City, it was already 9 p.m.

Out of the elevator, standing in front of the door, Mai Xiaoyu lifted Chen Qiaoen's suitcase and said, "open the door."

"This is your home."

"But you have the key."

"I..."

Chen Qiaoen stared wide eyed and wanted to deny that before he left last time, the key had been handed to Liu Tao and he didn't have the key. However, seeing Mai Xiaoyu's head tilted and a proud smile on his face, he couldn't help but curl his mouth, took out the spare key that had not been returned before, and opened the door.

"I decorated this house. There's nothing wrong with keeping the key as a souvenir?"

"I didn't say you were wrong. Why are you guilty?"

"Who is guilty."

They entered the door with their mouths clasped, closed the door and stood in the corridor.

Looking at the closed doors of 1801, 1802 and 1803, Chen Qiaoen asked, "do I still live in my original room?"

"Do you have a key?"

"No."

"That's it. Well, you can live in any of the three suites you have."

"I don't have any!"

"You have been in contact with me for so long, why can't you learn something better?"

"What are your strengths?"

"All over!"

Chen Qiaoen lost a disdainful look: "learn how to be a professional liar?"

"You're not good!" Mai Xiaoyu raised his hand and bounced on Chen Qiaoen's forehead.

Chen Qiaoen covered his forehead: "dare you hit me? I'll fight with you!"

The struggle escalated, and the two evolved from a literary fight to a martial fight.

Unwilling to suffer, Chen Qiaoen wanted revenge, stretched out his arms and feet to return it, and bounced on Mai Xiaoyu's forehead; Mai Xiaoyu adheres to the principle of "men can't touch their heads and women can't touch their feet" and insists that she won't play.

They are laughing and playing in the empty corridor. They have the pleasure of meeting again, the catharsis of some emotions, and may have other meanings

Until Mai Xiaoyu grabbed Chen Qiaoen's wrist and pressed it on the wall, the two stopped.

"Lady, what about the lady?"

"Ladies suffer too much when they are with swindlers. Let me go and let me blow my breath..."

Chen Qiaoen struggled and Mai Xiaoyu squeezed.

It's cold in winter. People wear thick clothes. It doesn't feel so obvious, but they can still feel some strange things.

As if they had made an appointment, they both calmed down and looked at each other close at hand.

Silent, silent, feeling each other's breathing and heartbeat.

Mai Xiaoyu subconsciously swallowed his saliva, his head tilted slightly and approached slowly; Chen Qiaoen breathed rapidly, her eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful eyes involuntarily wanted to close. They gradually immersed themselves in the charming atmosphere.

Bang!

Chen Qiaoen's suitcase collapsed.

The sudden sound broke the charming atmosphere, and the two suddenly separated.

"Ha, ha ha, I scared you just now. Don't call me a liar in the future, otherwise the consequences will be very serious." Mai Xiaoyu bent down and picked up his suitcase, trying to calm down his inner agitation and suppress Teddy in his body.

"Afraid of you, you are a liar." Chen Qiaoen turned his back to Mai Xiaoyu and leaned against the wall with a hot face.

Mai Xiaoyu pulled his suitcase to the door of room 1802: "open the door. You will live in this room in the future."

"Oh." Chen Qiaoen answered and took out the key to open the door.

"You should clean up briefly and let the hourly work come up tomorrow. I'll go back and call me if I have something."

"OK."

The tone of the two people was calm, but it was very abnormal, because they lost the taste of bickering in the past.

Back in 1801, Mai Xiaoyu took off his coat and went straight into the bathroom. He turned on the tap and kept lifting his face with cold water.

One, two, three

The cold water hit his face again and again, soaking his neck and chest. The cold feeling spread from the head to the whole body, freezing the dry heat somewhere in the body

Room 1802.

The house has been uninhabited since it was renovated. The furniture and appliances are covered with dust cloth and covered with dust.

In the middle of it, Chen Qiaoen was filled with emotion when he looked at the falling corners of the house. In a trance, I seemed to see all my efforts in this room when I decorated that year.

At that time, Mai Xiaoyu took her as a hard worker and asked her to be responsible for the decoration of three houses.

Out of revenge, she spent a lot of energy on the decoration of the room, thinking that she could live better when she moved in.

As a result, the house has been locked. She lives in 1803 with Liu Tao.

Unexpectedly, after a few years, she finally got what she wanted, but her identity was different

"Hey, what happened? Did you think the decoration was too luxurious and scared?"

Mai Xiaoyu's voice awakened Chen Qiaoen. She turned around and saw Mai Xiaoyu leaning against the door frame, looking annoying. She couldn't help but say angrily, "is this my decoration good, even the one you live in? What are you doing here?"

"I'll help you clean up. If you don't need it, I'll go."

Chen Qiaoen's heart was warm, but his mouth said another thing: "of course, free labor is not needed in vain."

Although the hourly workers will come to clean up tomorrow, Chen Qiaoen needs to clean a lot of places if he lives tonight.

The living room should be cleaned, and the bathroom can't be lazy. The most important thing is the bedroom. The workload is not small.

Next, Mai Xiaoyu and Chen Qiaoen, young men and women with wonderful and chaotic relations, began heavy housework.

"Hey, hey, you take it off slowly. There's ash on it... Cough, cough, you deliberately make me gray, don't you?"

"Cluck, no, I haven't done it before. Cluck, I really didn't mean it."

……

"The glass on it was not cleaned."

"It's almost all right. Let the hourly worker clean it tomorrow."

"No, the bedroom must be cleaned, or I can't sleep well at night."

"There are so many things. Go and get me a basin of water."

……

"Ah, why is there blood in the tap?"

"Don't be surprised. It's rust. The underground water pipe is aging."

……

Tossing around to more than 0:00, they finally cleaned the living room on the first floor, a bedroom and bathroom on the second floor, and rested side by side on the sofa.

"I'm so tired. I've never been so tired since I was a child."

"Are you tired? I did most of it?"

"Shouldn't you? You're a man."

"Don't we all say that men and women are equal now?"

"Then you have a baby and I'll see."

"You're more and more like to raise the bar now. It wasn't like this before?"

"I used to be your assistant. Now I'm a company artist. Of course it's different."

"I regret signing you. You are not as cute as before..."

Since this meeting, raising a quarrel and bickering have become a normal way of communication between the two people, which is much more serious than before. It seems that they don't use this way. They don't know how to face each other. If they don't do well, they will almost wipe their guns and go off like in the corridor two or three hours ago.

Or don't talk, like now, lean on the sofa, quietly feel each other, don't say a word.

After a while, Chen Qiaoen said, "are you asleep?"

"No."

"Let me ask you something. How do you know I have the key to this house?"

Mai Xiaoyu sat up and said, "you're okay. I ask you, how much did the decoration cost for this house with furniture and household appliances?"

That year, Mai Xiaoyu bought the three houses for more than $7 million. Chen Qiaoen was responsible for the decoration, which cost him $3 million. Half of the decoration expenses were spent on the house.

For example, the furniture of the same international brand, Mai Xiaoyu and Liu Tao, are produced by domestic OEM, and this one is ordered directly from foreign manufacturers.

Originally, Chen Qiaoen prepared it for himself at that time. Of course, it should be the best.

Chen Qiaoen stuck out his tongue: "when did you know?"

"It's hard to lie to me."

Chen Qiaoen's delicate body trembled and thought of that night.

Think of Mai Xiaoyu's abnormality after seeing each other again, and the previous fireworks in the corridor

Mai Xiaoyu looked at her strangely: "why don't you talk?"

"No, nothing."

"How incoherent?"

"Ah, I just remember, there's one thing I haven't done!"

Suddenly, she stood up and trotted up the second floor.

There is a suspicion of changing the topic, but also really think of an important thing - the lack of bedding in the bedroom!

In the bedroom, there was nothing over the mattress, and Chen Qiaoen looked embarrassed.

How do you sleep tonight?

"I don't know why."

Mai Xiaoyu came in, opened the upper door of the overcoat cabinet, and moved out two large storage boxes, which contained several sets of bedding.

"This is..." Chen Qiaoen looked at Mai Xiaoyu in surprise. The latter said with a smile: "look familiar. It's all you used before. Don't worry. I sent the bedspread and quilt cover to the laundry for washing. It's very clean."

"I don't mean that. I mean, you haven't thrown it away?"

"If I told you, I figured out that you would come back sooner or later, and you would choose this bedroom, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it."

"Well, I admit my nonsense."

Can Mai Xiaoyu tell Chen Qiaoen that one of the bedding left evidence of their happiness, and he stayed as a souvenir?

"Liar..."

Chen Qiaoen murmured in a low voice. Her nose was a little sour. She also recognized the clean bed sheets and air-conditioning quilt.

They made the bed together. The bed sheet is the bed sheet, and the quilt is replaced by a thick quilt. It's winter now. The air conditioner is too thin.

Mai Xiaoyu went back to take a bath and sleep. Chen Qiaoen also took a hot bath and returned to the bedroom in cotton pajamas.

Sitting in bed, Chen Qiaoen was sleepless.

Gently stroking the sheets that she had washed many times and witnessed her becoming a woman, my thoughts drifted back to that night

Mai Xiaoyu also couldn't sleep. He leaned against the bed and smoked one after another.

After smoking five or six cigarettes, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Liu Tao.

"Did you sleep?"

"Go back to the hotel so late? Don't work too hard and take good care of yourself."

"Tell you something, Jon is back..."

……

The next morning, Mai Xiaoyu got up without disturbing Chen Qiaoen, who was still sleeping, washed and rushed to the company to start the operation of pattern man.

First, he handed LV Ning over to the office.

LV Ning closed the door timidly: "Mr. Mai, are you looking for me?"

"Your boy eats inside out, huh?"

"No, Mr. Mai, listen to me, sister Jon, she..."

Mai Xiaoyu waved: "I don't have time to listen. Now I have something important to tell you. If it's done, I won't investigate it. I can't do it well..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Mai. I promise to do it well!"

"HMM. well, Jon is now a signing member of our company. You join the member group in her name and make more bubbles, but don't talk indiscriminately. Just let other members know that she is a new member of the recently signed company. Is there a problem?"

"No problem."

"All right, you go out."

After sending LV Ning out, Mai Xiaoyu took out his pen and paper and entered the "copy" mode to copy the script.

The interview will continue in the afternoon. Compared with yesterday, the interview speed today is significantly faster.

However, the interview of five young men and women who wanted to join the entertainment industry was not over. Li Huifeng rushed to Yanjing from other places and took a taxi to Mengren film and television.

The director's face is not his appearance, but his work.

There is no lack of handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment circle.

Since his cousin Luo always recommended him to Mai Xiaoyu and caught up with cute people, his life has entered the fast lane.

A "fairy sword" and a "full house of romance", he has become one of the top directors of idol dramas. On the one hand, the increase in film pay has brought a strong sense of satisfaction and achievement by going on programs everywhere, accepting interviews, exclusive interviews with reporters, invitations from producers and making friends with actors.

Like a fashion ceremony last week, he was invited to sit at the main table next to celebrities. If before "fairy sword" was broadcast, he could only squeeze with some small fish and shrimp.

Yesterday afternoon, I received a phone call from Mai Xiaoyu and learned that Meng Ren intended to start shooting "pattern man". Where can he sit still!

At that time, he asked people to book air tickets and arrange things in the evening. Push what can be pushed and delay what can not be pushed. In short, nothing can prevent him from becoming the director of flower man.

I flew to Yanjing this morning and went straight to Meng Ren after getting off the plane.

After arriving at Mengren, he heard that Mai Xiaoyu was still interviewing members, which made him feel very anxious.

"What's good for an interview? I don't understand. Your company has long been a grass-roots company. What's the significance of interviewing these groundless ordinary people?"

The newcomer who was still waiting for the interview committed an embarrassing cancer at that time.

Yu Ping coughed softly: "director Li, this is the tradition of our company. Moreover, all contracted artists in our company are selected from members."

"Er..."

Li Hui was dumbfounded.

The newcomers waiting for the interview looked excited and seemed to be greatly encouraged.

These days, what ordinary people who don't come from art colleges lack most is the way to enter the entertainment industry?

Otherwise, so many people would not be cheated every year.

It's easy to wait until the interview is over. Yu Ping goes in and reports. Li Hui sees Mai Xiaoyu.

Holding Mai Xiaoyu's hand, Li Hui sighed, "Mr. Mai, my barley boss, you are too busy. It's not easy to see you. But can we distinguish the primary and secondary?"

"Interviewing members is also my main job. Sit down and don't worry. Let's talk slowly."

Li Hui took out his cigarette and handed it to Mai Xiaoyu: "did you really decide to shoot the fancy man?"

"Why else am I looking for you?"

"OK. Script, actor, budget, startup time..."

Li Hui enthusiastically asked for specific information, but Mai Xiaoyu poured cold water into the past.

Script, just started writing.

Actor, undetermined.

Budget... 300000.

Three hundred thousand!

Li Hui didn't let out a mouthful of old blood: "Mr. Mai, don't be kidding. The script and actors can be in no hurry first, but the budget is 300000. What's going to happen?"

"It's 300000. Lao Li, don't tell me that the ratings of" romantic full house "and" fancy man "can't attract tens of millions of sponsorship..."