Chapter 472

"Hello ~" Hai Xiaomin answered in a hurry.

"I thought you were dumb," said the other party.

The tone of this poisonous tongue has not changed at all!

"How do you know it's me?" listening to his familiar tone, he seemed to know it was her, but she had changed her number long ago, and Christine's number was also left in the contract.

"I've invested money in you, so I have to prevent even people from finding it?" Ling Yao showed his great power by tapping the keyboard in front of the computer.

With a slight pause in his fingers, he recalled that he took advantage of Hai Xiaomin's heat stroke and coma that day, took her cell phone and dialed his number.

And Hai Xiaomin has a chill on his back. Hasn't he checked her details?

So, did you find Elvis... She didn't dare to think about it later.

"Why is it silent again?" Ling Yao's urging voice came over the phone.

Hai Xiaomin quickly restrained his mind and took the outline arranged at hand: "I just want to ask you..."

"About me?" half way through the conversation, he was cut off by the other end of the phone out of context.

"Let's have a look at the script outline! My investor!" Hai Xiaomin squeezed out word by word from his teeth with an ellipsis at one end.

"Oh? The script is written?" Ling Yao's eyes and hands are still operating the computer and handling official business.

"Just the direction of the outline. Do you have time?" said Hai Xiaomin quickly. "Of course, if you are not free, I have no problem connecting with the two principals you assigned!"

Hai Xiaomin waited for his golden mouth to open and let her hand over with the person in charge. There was no need to face his treacherous merchant's face.

However

"If you have time, come here this afternoon, or your previous address."

Hai Xiaomin had a stack of shoulders and covered his stomach with tired heart. He was obviously frustrated: "aren't you busy?"

"Busy!" from his concise answer, we can see how busy he is.

Hai Xiaomin sipped his cherry lips, a little unwilling, and actively tried to persuade Ling Yao to change his mind: "if you're busy, it's good to hand over this little thing to your people. Your time should stay in something more valuable!"

Ling Yao's fingers were a little fishy. Did she satirize that he was a businessman full of copper smell and could only make money?

"It's no problem. More contact with art can cultivate my sentiment. What's more, this is my private investment. Naturally, I have to supervise the work in person. Otherwise, how can I enjoy the fun of spending money?"

This answer, no problem!

Hai Xiaomin was helpless and didn't want to have a useless quarrel with him: "OK, see you in the afternoon."

With her first experience, she went to Ling Yao for the second time. Hai Xiaomin was familiar with the road. Before leaving, she specially washed and bagged the clothes she wore that day and took them with her.

Now that she has divorced, she should draw a clear line with him and don't owe each other. Even if it's just a trivial matter, she should clearly show her attitude.

So when Ling Yao saw the clothes she gave back, he also understood what she wanted to express. His eyes sank slightly, and he was a little unhappy. He didn't even intend to reach out to pick up: "what you gave you is yours. I don't need the money to buy a dress."

"I know, let's be polite." haixiaomin silk was unaffected. She seemed a little inappropriate for lingyao's rejection. She put the bag on the sofa on her own initiative. It was up to him whether to throw it or burn it behind the other party, but when haixiaomin wanted to return her own things, the problem came, "where's my suit?"

"Throw it away." Ling Yao returned in seconds.

"Ah?" Hai Xiaomin didn't respond. As a result, he saw that Ling Yao looked as usual. It was clear that he was not joking with her. Hai Xiaomin was speechless. She washed her clothes and sent them back. However, the other party didn't think about returning her clothes to her at all and simply threw them away as garbage!

Suddenly, Hai Xiaomin was stunned.

Garbage... The word touched her sensitive nerves, didn't it? Throw her clothes away as garbage, just as she was thrown away as garbage at the beginning.

When Ling Yao wanted to wonder that she was suddenly distracted, Hai Xiaomin had returned to his mind, his face returned to normal, but he didn't smile: "that's OK. Let's talk about business."

Ling Yao: "

He saw her mood change. It seemed that she was unhappy just after he said he threw away his clothes.

It's just a dress. Is it necessary for her to care so much?

Hai Xiaomin handed a printed paper manuscript to him. Ling Yao took it and walked towards the desk. Seeing this, Hai Xiaomin hesitated and chose not to follow him, so he sat on the sofa far away from him.

At this distance, her eyes can look at the focused man wantonly.

Ling Yao sat at his desk and carefully read the script outline. The main content of the outline is about a young prince named George who, after inheriting the throne, expanded his territory by force and created an unprecedented imperial hegemony. Under his rule, the country was prosperous and powerful as never before, and his people respected him as King George.

However, the ambition of George the great is expanding day by day. He fights every year, which makes the people complain. Moreover, he is arrogant, headstrong, romantic and neglectful in internal affairs, and the crisis hidden under the appearance of the prosperity of the empire is gradually exposed. The ministers who assist him are extremely corrupt. Several princes rebel through foreign enemies, their brothers and brothers maim each other, and adultery with people in the harem

Under the influence of various inevitable bad factors, the nightmare finally broke out. Once the Empire collapsed, how glorious the early days of George the great were, how tragic the outcome was.

Hai Xiaomin patiently waited for Ling Yao to finish reading. She waited left and right. She didn't see Ling Yao's eyes removed from the paper. She had no bottom in her heart. Was it difficult to understand the script she wrote? As for watching so long?

"This script..." Ling Yao finally made a sound, felt his chin back and forth with his fingers, and looked up to find Hai Xiaomin sitting on the sofa with bright big eyes staring at him, "what are you doing sitting so far? Afraid I'll eat you?"

Hai Xiaomin turned his black and white eyes and said calmly, "it doesn't matter. What's the problem? I can hear you!"

"What's the problem..." Ling Yao's eyes fell back to the paper. Junmei was slightly tangled. Let's not talk about other problems in the script, mainly the master. How could he always have a strange sense of familiarity?!

Especially in the early stage, when George the great rose and opened up territory, he looked very generative, like... Taking him as the prototype?!

Aware of this, Ling Yao's eyebrows picked up dangerously.

For nothing else, just for the second half of the film, the protagonist was like falling from the palm of his hand by God, stomping a few feet and spitting. What trusted minister betrayed and cut off his hand. The concubine poisoned his wine, so that he could no longer be humane. The brother rowed his most proud handsome face and drove him off the throne

Damn it!