After being reborn, the little boy clings to the big man with eight-pack abs

She appeared in the living room wearing comfortable home clothes, with her hair hanging casually on her shoulders.

When he pushed the door open, he saw a tall, elegant man who looked like a scumbag.

"The director is really dedicated. Why are you here so early?"

There was already a hint of anger on the director's face. He had so many things to do, and had wasted the whole morning in this small reception room.

He had already thought about giving Wen Xi a showdown when he saw her, but whoever thought he would turn his head and meet a pair of clear and slightly charming eyes met her.

"Wen... Wen Xi?"

"Why, the director's glasses are too low-prescription? Even I can't recognize him."

The little woman smiled brightly, with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

The director then calmed down. The last time he saw Wen Xi, she was completely inhuman.

He didn't dare to take a closer look at the parrot, which was wearing eight colorful brand names.

But now the girl with outstanding temperament standing there in front of her has already killed many plastic surgery faces in the entertainment industry.

"That's not true. I just feel that Miss Wen is very different from usual today."

Hearing what he said, Wen Xi subconsciously stuck out her tongue. She really didn't dare to compliment the ghostly upper body in the past.

"The director may not know yet, but I have fired my previous manager. If you have anything to do now, you can contact my housekeeper."

Pushing Uncle Wang out at this time is the smartest thing to do.

Uncle Wang is Gu Linghe's butler. With this giant Buddha, he believes that no one dares to embarrass her.

Sure enough, the director's expression changed after hearing this.

"It's not a big deal. It's the same if I come over to meet with Miss Wen in person. As I said yesterday, this live broadcast requires you and your husband to complete the task together. You see..."

The arrogant words he had prepared earlier were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a word.

The director's attitude was completely different. Now his tone was not only respectful, but also more probing.

"As I said before, it is not convenient for my husband to leave the country recently."

In fact, Wen Xi didn't object to Gu Linghe leaving the country at all, he just wanted to find a suitable time.

She knows very well that a boss must have the reserve of a boss and meet everyone's expectations in order to achieve the desired results.

"Ms. Wen, when we contacted your agent earlier, she did not reject these conditions. They have been written in the contract. If you unilaterally breach the contract, you will need to pay liquidated damages."

The director had no choice but to bring up the contract and talk about it.

Wen Xi raised his hand with a non-smile and fiddled with the hair that was spread over his shoulders. His tone was a little colder than before.

"You are threatening me. Don't forget, this is Gu's Manor. In the worst case, the contract will be terminated."

After saying that, she casually picked up a few black cards from the tea table and threw them in front of the director.

"Is the liquidated damages enough?"

This black card is limited globally and has no upper limit. Not to mention liquidated damages, even buying the director's life is just a sprinkling of water.

The director was shocked by her overwhelming aura, swallowed his saliva, and took two steps back.

This was definitely not the fried chicken he had seen before.

"Mrs. Gu, don't get excited. We are also asking for the opinions of all guests. If it is not convenient for Mr. Gu to leave the country, we will think of other hot spots."

In the final analysis, it is all for the show to become a hit. He is just a variety show director. There is no need to offend his father, the financial backer behind it. After all, he still wants to continue in this industry in the future.

Wen Xi frowned slightly, and the atmosphere relaxed a little.

"Of course I also know that it is difficult to be a director. It is difficult for my husband to ask for it. If you have any other plans, I can fully cooperate with you."

This can be regarded as a stepping stone for the director. How smart the director is, he immediately stepped down.

"Let me just say that Miss Wen has always been reasonable. Don't worry, she will never intentionally embarrass you. My mission has been sent to your mobile phone."

When he didn't dare to offend, he called her Mrs. Gu, and now he calls her Miss Wen affectionately. This director is really flexible and flexible.

As expected, the meeting between Wen Xi and the director was broadcast live on the entire network.

[I have to sit up in the middle of the night. Is Wen Xi sick? What does it mean to show off your face in a variety show worth more than 100 yuan, but not let your husband show up? ”]

[Both behave and stand up, she really plays a good hand. I heard that Xu Muqing is her sister. Why are two girls who grew up in the same family so different? 】

[Needless to say, it must be a genetic problem. They were not born from the same mother. If they are semen, they will be punished by God.]

After these two days of live broadcast, there are many friends who have become fans, but more of them are Xu Muqing's die-hard fans who set the pace.

The reaction from the netizens was as expected by Wen Xi. When she returned to bed, she checked her phone. Sure enough, the director's task had been sent over.

"Then you really dare to think and do it. What the hell is sending lunch boxes?"

Wen Xi frowned and looked at his phone. The tasks above were indeed not difficult, but they were very tiring.

[Dear female guests, husband and wife should be considerate and caring for each other. The task here is for you to send a love lunch box to your husband, take photos and check in. The task is conducted in the form of a competition, and the winner will receive a mysterious gift. 】

Not only Wen Xi, but also other female guests who received the news felt a little baffled.

The trope of high school students, such as delivering lunch boxes to boys, is still used by people today, and it is in live broadcasts like this.

Of course, the program team knew that such a setting would be scolded, but the more bloody the plot, the more heated discussions among netizens.

Black and red are also red. What they want is the attention of the entire network. As for whether the direction and plot are logical, it is completely outside their scope of consideration.

Wen Xi read this message back and forth many times, always looking sad.

It is certainly not difficult to deliver a lunch box to her husband. It is also a valid reason to leave the mansion. She should be overjoyed.

But you have to have something to send when you send a lunch box.

She never knew anything about cooking.

In the past, when she was sold to a poor mountain ravine, she could only eat raw cabbage because she had no skills.

Seeing the embarrassment and hesitation on her face, Uncle Wang, the butler, spoke directly like a wise man.

"Madam, sir, I like to eat old-style Huaiyang cuisine. I will help you order a table of Western noodles in a take-out box."

After listening to Uncle Wang's words, it seemed that the door to a new world in Wenxi had opened.

"Then what are you going to do? Don't you have a chef at home? Let him make some and dress it up casually, and I'll send it over."

Uncle Wang looked like he hated iron.

"Madam, the chef at home cooks the same food every day that the husband is tired of. You should change her taste appropriately."

Wen Xi pouted. Sure enough, men understand men. They are all the same. They are used to eating at home and always thinking about the wild game outside.

"You are right. Since I want to buy a bento, of course it depends on my preference. I will choose a few Michelin restaurants now, which can be regarded as my preference."