Previously, whether Jia Hui was talking about fans or Liu Xiao, Mu Qingzhi's eyes were always cold, without any fluctuations in them. When Jia Hui talked about boys, a trace of color surfaced in her eyes.
Jia Hui did not realize that she was probably troubled and did not have the mind to pay attention to anything else.
"I've already checked the background of that boy," Jia Hui said. "He is still a top student, and just entered his second year of university this year, his family is in a small village. On the day of the incident, he was in charge of transporting mineral water backstage, but why would he coincidentally appear in your resting room at that time? "It's still suspicious."
Mu Qingzhi squinted: "Really?"
Jia Hui looked at him and said, "How about this, leave this matter to me. Don't come out if there's any cheating, and now that I think about it, it's fortunate that she's a boy. If she's a girl, it'll be troublesome if she's pregnant."
Jia Hui subconsciously thought that this was also her concern as Mu Qingzhi's manager.
Mu Qingzhi suddenly asked: "What are you planning to do?"
"What?" Jia Hui was startled, and looked at Mu Qingzhi with a little surprise. Normally, Mu Qingzhi would not ask her about the things that he needed to handle, it was a tacit understanding between them, and also a kind of trust. It was like Mu Qingzhi did not ask her about anything related to Liu Xiao.
Only then did Jia Hui start asking about the boy that had nothing to do with him, causing Jia Hui to be surprised, but she quickly realised it, after all, this matter was nothing compared to what Liu Xiao had done, and it was normal that Mu Qingzhi would pay attention to it, so Jia Hui immediately told her her plans.
"What else can we do? Jia Hui said, "I have arranged for people to take care of him, this matter cannot be delayed, and we cannot be too anxious either. When he wakes up, we'll hang out with him for a few days, then I'll go talk to him."
Care or surveillance?
Mu Qingzhi frowned: "Is he still awake?"
Jia Hui took a deep breath, and thought: Didn't you know what you did yourself? Even though sshe was bleeding, he didn't have a single piece of good meat on him. Even if this little boy really wanted to get close to you, she would definitely lose her life this time!
However, Jia Hui still did not have the nerve to say these words out loud, she only said: "Not yet, I think it will be soon, the doctor said it, it's just that …." "Overwork."
Being overworked was always better than being overindulged in it.
Mu Qingzhi lowered his head to think for a moment, then asked Jia Hui: "How much are you prepared to give him?"
Jia Hui pondered for a moment, then said: "Two hundred thousand, about right."
Mu Qingzhi paused, "So little?"
"Too little?" "My Third Young Master Mu, two hundred thousand is but a drop in the bucket for you. It can't hurt your foundation at all, but for a poor university student, two hundred thousand is a huge sum of money! It should be enough for their entire family's income for three years. "
"Three years?" The expression on Mu Qingzhi's face seemed to be a little hard to understand. How could he earn two hundred thousand in three years? Is it a pig's brain?
Jia Hui looked at his face and immediately knew what he was thinking, she scolded Mu Qingzhi in her heart, "Then I will handle this matter, don't come forward, in a few days, obediently stay in the hospital and pretend to be sick. Zhai Jing will help you deliver the script later, since you have nothing better to do, I will not help you choose the script."
Just as Jia Hui finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Zhai Jing was holding a thick stack of scripts, with her chin pressing on the script as she walked in.
"Mu …" Brother Mu, these scripts... "Where?"
Mu Qingzhi pointed to the sofa and said, "Put it there first."
"Alright."
Zhai Jing placed the things on top, and turned around to hear Mu Qingzhi ask: "Are you tired?"
Zhai Jing had just done something wrong, and everything she did was to repent, she was busy with these things for the past few days, and was as tired as a dog. Now that Mu Qingzhi had said it, Zhai Jing's tears almost flowed out, she was so touched that she shook her head and choked with sobs: "No, it's not hard on you."
Mu Qingzhi nodded his head, and said: "Since that is the case, then choose one of the scripts from the list. We will not receive any TV dramas, idol dramas, brainless dramas, trash directors will not receive any, bed shows will not receive any, understand?"
Zhai Jing was extremely touched, and she instantly turned into a river flowing eastward, flowing cleanly without leaving a single drop.
Jia Hui laughed unkindly and picked up her bag: "Since Zhai Jing is here, I'll go back first. My son is still waiting for me to feed him."
As she said that, she patted Zhai Jing's shoulder and gave her a look of sadness.
Zhai Jing stood there motionlessly. Seeing that she was not moving, she urged her: "What are you standing there for? Still not working? Don't you want the year-end bonus? "
"..." "Oh."
Yes!" Zhai Jing replied pitifully, sitting on the sofa and began to pick out the script for Mu Qingzhi's script. She scolded her in her heart, this woman, who was suffering from the exploitation of her boss while he was courting death, was not as pitiful as her.