Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

Nan Shi watched his boss go crazy, sucking juice with juice in his mouth, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the snowman taking shape.

"Boss, why are you so powerful?"

Not to mention, regardless of this person's identity, this snowman is better than all the netizens in Ms. Sang's Weibo comments. He didn't know that his boss still had this skill.

Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows, what kind of IQ is needed to build this kind of thing, only that woman Sang Jiuqing can make the snowman so ugly, or to say that being ugly is already flattering her, that is clearly called hot eyes.

Bo Luocheng took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and also posted on Weibo, using his own tuba, and even specially tagged Sang Jiuqing, and attached the words.

— Learn a little.

Such a post was incredible, and the gossip factors of the netizens were instantly activated. This is Mr. Bai. He actually built a snowman, and he also liked their goddess. The relationship between the two should be good, right?

Hmm... not bad?What a good idea?

"Master Bai, every Weibo you post seems to be related to Sang Jiuqing..."

"Are you secretly in love with my goddess?"

"Compared to Mu Tianwang, I still hope that the goddess is with you, hehe."

Seeing this comment, Boluo City feels very comfortable. Sure enough, someone has discernment. After opening the other party's profile, it turns out that he is still a die-hard fan of Sang Jiuqing, and seems to be a senior figure among the fans. Because of this nickname, he I saw it in the qq group.

Being so affirmed by Sang Jiuqing's fans, a strange sense of pride surged up in Bo Luocheng's heart, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he patted the snowflakes on his hair with his fair fingertips, before turning around and entering the room.

"Boss, Bai Shu, a wealthy businessman in the imperial capital, is dead."

"I know."

Bo Luocheng brought the hot tea on the table, and took a sip with his eyes downcast. After his stomach warmed up, he leaned back and comfortably leaned back on the sofa, his eyelids drooped, as if he was in deep thought.

"The method is very similar to that group of people. I guess that person should be in the imperial capital. We just unplugged his drug line along the coast not long ago. I thought he would be in a hurry to go back. I didn't expect that he was not in a hurry at all. Stay in the imperial capital and wander around."

Nan Shi said this with some sighs, that person's style of acting has always been rampant, and he has not shown the slightest flaw for so many years, even he admires it a little.

"Because he knows that it is useless to be anxious. Since I unplugged his line, he will definitely give up immediately in the coastal generation. Going back is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap and exposing his identity. So after knowing that the line has been unplugged, His first thing should be to get rid of the ghost."

The two have been fighting for so many years, and he still knows the other party's behavior style very well, except that he doesn't know what he looks like.

Nan Shi nodded, it was because that person was too cautious, so after so long, they didn't even know what the other person looked like, besides, he would always wear a mask when he showed up, except for a pair of evil eyes, no one really knew him what it looks like.

"I'll find out sooner or later, don't worry."

Bo Luocheng opened his eyes. He has always been very patient in this regard, so he is not in a hurry.

"However, why did he ask people to kill Bai Shu? Although Bai Shu has misbehaved, he has always handled things smoothly and did not offend anyone."

"Probably taking money to buy your life."

Nan Shi was still about to say something, but the cell phone placed next to Bo Luocheng rang. Seeing the other party's suddenly soft expression, it was definitely Ms. Sang.

Sure enough, Bo Luocheng put the phone to his ear, deliberately crossed his legs, and the smile in his eyes seemed to overflow.

"Sang Jiuqing, what's the matter?"

Hearing Sang Jiuqing's words, Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows. He wanted to see a house. What kind of house did he want to see? Why not just move to the place where he lives?

But Sang Jiuqing, a woman, probably didn't want to. She didn't like restraint, and she was used to being free and lazy. The tighter the tie, the more counterproductive it would be.

"Okay, leave this matter to me. You pack your things first, and I'll send someone to move them in the afternoon."

Bo Luocheng hung up after saying this, without giving Sang Jiuqing a chance to refuse.

Sang Jiuqing looked at the phone speechless for a while, she just wanted to ask Boluo City, which part of the imperial capital is more reliable, but she didn't expect the other party to help her find it directly.

But after the depression, there was ecstasy again. Boluo City helped her find it?Don't you need to spend a penny yourself? Thinking of this makes me a little excited. Maybe Lord Jin will wave his hand and give her a villa directly.

Thinking of this, she stood up proudly, and waved to An Hong who was sitting aside.

"Sister An, pack your things, we will move to a new place in the afternoon."

She was about to move without warning, the corners of An Hong's mouth twitched, why didn't she say anything before, this woman is really...

"Well, don't dawdle. It's not good to have a new place to live. It's still a big villa, which is much more spacious than our small apartment."

The three words "big villa" directly made An Hong's little heart jump up. She just felt that a red note had been dropped from the sky, which made her a little dizzy.

His mother has never lived in a big villa in this life, and she really has a future with her little ancestor.

An Hong excitedly began to tidy up. Her obese body was extremely agile at this time, and there were as many as twenty bags in large and small bags.

"Little ancestor, many of these clothes are worn once and never worn again, or they are sponsored by some brands. You don't like many styles, and they take up space if you keep them. Why don't we sell them and donate the money? Give to the mountains, do good deeds."

Sang Jiuqing looked at the large and small bags of clothes, many of which were indeed under the weight of the suitcase, and nodded.

"Let's think about this after we move over."

As soon as the two of them packed up, someone knocked on their door. When they opened it, they found that it was Nan Shi, who was followed by a circle of people. Without saying a word, they began to carry their packed things on their shoulders , and downstairs in the community, several cars have already parked.

Sang Jiuqing and An Hong got into their car, stepped on the accelerator, and followed behind them. Traffic jams are common in places like the Imperial Capital, so it took them an hour to get there.

"This is where the boss is looking for, and it's already packed inside."

After Nanshi finished saying this, the corners of his mouth twitched. Where was the place to look for? The sons and brothers of the imperial capital are not from the Three Caves of the Rabbit.

Prosperous Home...

In the famous villa area of ​​the imperial capital, almost all the people who can live in it are big figures with heads and faces. The secrecy is so horrible that the iron gate in front of it is all based on fingerprints, not here. People can't get in at all.

Sang Jiuqing and An Hong went to the guard to register their fingerprints. After the registration was completed, they couldn't wait to see the house. Sang Jiuqing was fine. After all, he often went to the villa in Boluo City, so he had stronger concentration.

But An Hong was different, her eyes were shining brightly, she wished she could take this villa away in her pocket.

"This is the key."

Nan Shi took out the key, and seeing An Hong's laser-like eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched. As expected of everyone around Miss Sang, they all love money.

An Hong opened the door, howled, and lay straight in front of the French windows covered with thick carpets. Looking through the window, she could still see the swimming pool and the garden...

God!swimming pool!

An Hong shook Sang Jiuqing's shoulder excitedly, speaking incoherently.

Sang Jiuqing twitched the corner of her mouth, went to the refrigerator to get a glass of ice water, and put it in someone who was still sleepwalking.

"Sister An, drink some water and calm down."

An Hong nodded, and the wolf took a sip before letting out a long sigh of relief, looking at Sang Jiuqing as if looking at a gold mine.

Sang Jiuqing thought it was funny, and looked around, the simple and low-luxury European style, the decoration is not gorgeous, it seems that it is very suitable for living, there is a faint warmth, and many things seem to be added temporarily.

I didn't expect Boluo City to be so attentive.

Sang Jiuqing was moved by hell, thinking that the next time he saw that person, he must be gentle.

"Sister An, I thought about what you said just now, why don't we open an online store, and sell all the extra clothes on it in the future, and the money we earn will be given to you, and you can do whatever you want ,How about it?"

An Hong's nose soured, this damned woman always moved her so unexpectedly.

Sang Jiuqing had been with An Hong for so long, so he naturally knew that there must be something wrong with this person's sudden request.

An Hong nodded, and soon registered a small shop online, moved all the packed clothes to the cloakroom, laid them out one by one, took pictures with her mobile phone, and hung them up.

Sang Jiuqing was not idle either. She posted a post on her Weibo, posted a link to the store, and assured that all the big-name clothes were authentic, but after wearing them a few times, they were sold at 80.00% of the original price.

The famous star went to open an online store, and the netizens were shocked by the news again, and everyone clicked in one after another. Looking at it this way, the clothes are not bad.

The happiest ones are Sang Jiuqing's fans, that's the shop of the goddess, so everyone cheated one after another, not buying it without the goddess's signature, even if they were killed.

Sang Jiuqing just thought it was funny and commented on Weibo.

——Daughters of little fairies, you can get an autographed sheet when you spend in this store~

This advertisement was called a good one. After a while, the order came in. An Hong was a little confused, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

But girls are not the only fans of Sang Jiuqing. Now the male fans are quitting. What are you doing? Give the female fans benefits and leave them alone?This can't be done, so many people left messages one after another.

"Goddess, you will be beaten if you do this. You only care about the little fairies, and don't care about me and these little fairies?"

"In order to get your autograph, I decided to buy one for my future girlfriend."

"I don't even understand why I'm a single dog buying girls' clothes... Helpless."

An Hong became busy almost instantly, but Sang Jiuqing bent over and took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, poured himself a glass, and drank it with a smile.

It's fine for a celebrity to open an online store, and it's so big that it's probably only Sang Jiuqing, so the black fans are not happy about it.