After hidden marriage with the boss of the management [entertainment circle]

Her look of "I have something to say" was taken by Mu Mu lightly, and Mu Mu lightly turned her head, deliberately ignoring it.

"It's suitable for drinking champagne, but I don't have any order if I want to drive. Do you want something to drink?"

Ye Zhitao came back to his senses; "Just drink water."

After staying in the hospital for too long, she did realize that she was getting fat, and she was struggling a lot even to hang the wire, so Mu Qing called the waiter to add another glass of water for her.

"All the dishes I order will be served soon, so eat first and wait until you are full."

Without saying the word "full", Ye Zhitao still doesn't feel anything, but when she mentions being full, her stomach growls loudly.

Ye Zhitao hurriedly fetched water, trying to hide her growling stomach, but because she was too flustered, she almost knocked over the glass. Fortunately, a pliable hand reached out and wrapped her hand, helping her straighten the glass.

"be careful."

"Oh, oh, it's all right."

Mu Muqing is slender and flexible, her body looks cold, but her hand feels like ironing, ordinary warmth, ordinary dryness, but it feels different from anyone holding her hand.This feeling was so domineering that it squeezed away Ye Zhitao's vigilance just now, she tried desperately to remember what it felt like when Wang Bocheng held her hand, but her mind was too busy echoing the noise, she couldn't think of anything.

There is also a series of noisy raps in the reverberating noise: what am I doing, what am I doing, what am I doing...

The noisy symphony in the brain seemed to have been played for a century, and the warm touch suddenly disappeared.

"I'm going out to answer the phone."

Ye Zhitao withdrew her hand, saw Mu Mu lightly leaving with the phone in her back, and slapped herself hard in the heart.

What am I doing here? I can't look at other people's hands, so I go to touch other people's hands.

Her mind was a little messed up, and she also regretted that she followed Wanmu Qing to this place. Fortunately, Cai came before Mumu Qing. Ye Zhitao walked to the French door, knocked on the glass from the inside, and told Mu Mu Qingcai was here.Mu Muqing immediately covered the phone, nodded, and signaled her to eat first.

Come here, let's eat first.

Enticed by the scent, Ye Zhitao was already dizzy from hunger, and when Mu Qing was not around, she ate heartily. When Mu Qing came back, her speed did not slow down much. In the mouth, the appearance of eating can barely be called able to see.

Mu Muqing was amused by her, she lowered her head to eat for a while, picked up a piece of meat for her, and said suddenly: "It's still growing."

Ye Zhitao said, "It's gone, I'm already 21."

Mu Mu lightly said: "If you eat a lot, you still don't get fat, you just grow taller."

"..."

Even disliked her for eating too much, Ye Zhitao finally slowed down.

Mu Muqing took another piece of ribs for her: "I'm just kidding, eat more."

Ye Zhitao put down his chopsticks: "I really can't eat, it's a bit difficult to hang Wia today, I'm really fat."

Wan Mu lightly said: "I eat a lot because you do a lot of work in the crew, Yaya told me that you do everything in the crew, screenwriter, stand-in, and even act as a little maid."

Ye Zhitao said, "The more you work, the more you get."

Hu Mu lightly considered for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Are you having some financial difficulties?"

Ye Zhitao was taken aback, this sounded familiar, how did you know that I have been having a hard time recently?

"If you have financial difficulties, I can help you."

Ye Zhitao frowned.

She wholeheartedly wants to survive on her own, and doesn't need to live a life of being a nominal eldest lady in Ye's family, but she is actually dependent on others. Of course, her life skills to overcome difficulties are full.Although the cash flow has been poor recently, it will ease at the end of the month.

After conceiving the whole process optimistically, she replied with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Bo, I'm fine, I can turn around."

The expression on Mu Muqing's face suddenly became a little strange, which made Ye Zhitao's expression a little strange too.

Did she say something wrong?

Ye Zhitao was made a little guilty by Mu Muqing's expression. To be honest, the best situation is just relief. The landlord has been trying to raise the rent, and asked her to collect money in various ways. Graduation is approaching, printing papers, taking pictures, and class activities also cost money. A lot of money, her income is not high, and there is nothing left except food, clothing, housing and transportation. If the rent is really raised, it will be a heavy blow to her.

Many friends had said that they would lend her money, but if they really wanted to, Ye Zhitao didn't know when she would be able to repay it.

Mu Qing thought for a moment, and said: "I didn't mean recently, I know you can definitely handle temporary turnover, but you are about to graduate, or you want to further study, or you are officially looking for a job, whether it is formal Further study or finding a job, the cost may exceed your imagination."

Her words sounded strange, but her expression was serious.Hearing this, Ye Zhitao was at a loss. Ye Zhitao hadn't thought about these situations, otherwise she wouldn't have taken on so many jobs.

However, she still didn't figure out what medicine was sold in the evening light gourd—or maybe she had already understood her consciousness subconsciously, and she didn't turn around for a while because she was too shocking to her three views.

Mu Mu sighed lightly, probably thinking that she couldn't accept it for a while, so she explained: "In the near future, you need my money, and I need you too. This is a mutual benefit between the two of us."

...Why do these words sound familiar?

"From a distance, if you want to be an actor and get a good job, then you need money, investment, contacts, and a good agency."

"I can give you all of these."

"?!"

A series of question marks and exclamation marks floated across Ye Zhitao's forehead. She opened her mouth wide and didn't recover for a while.

Why do these words sound familiar?

Seeing her reaction, Mu Qing suddenly felt a little regretful for saying this idea in advance at such an inappropriate time.

Although she had this idea since she saw Ye Zhitao secretly crying in the bathroom in the hospital that day.

I've said it all, wait.

Dessert was delivered at this time, Ye Zhitao desperately stuffed two mouthfuls of cake into her mouth to calm down her shock, she tentatively asked: "Bo always wants to make a deal with me?"

Mu Muqing seemed to think about it for a while, or maybe she was taken aback for a while, after a subtle pause, she nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It may be better to say that it is a transaction."

Mu Qing seemed to be at the negotiating table, full of the professionalism of a business elite, as if a 110-page draft contract would be handed over in the next second.

"I can introduce great directors to you, and I can also invest in the films you want to act in. What do you think?"

This sounded more familiar.

Mu Qing crossed her hands on the table, as if she was waiting for her quotation.

Ye Zhitao looked into her eyes, and she looked back at Ye Zhitao.

The two looked at each other, Ye Zhitao looked at Mu Muqing, feeling uncomfortable all over his body: "What can I exchange so many things with Mr. Bo?"

Behind the gentle gold-rimmed glasses, there is a pair of moist peach blossom eyes, with a faint redness around the eye sockets.She raised her head, and a sharp reflection swept across Ye Zhitao's eyes.

"you."

"I?"

Ye Zhitao's heart was full of alarm bells - how could this rhetoric be the same as that of the assistant director? ? ?

She tried to smile, played Tai Chi tactfully, changed the topic, and then quickly slipped away: "Mr. Bo, stop joking, I'm a student, I have no power or power, how could it be..."

"Just marry me."

Ye Zhitao's head buzzed, she was dumbfounded, she stared straight at Mu Muqing, unable to even speak.

Today, Mu Muqing's lipstick is also very good-looking, and it suits her very well. Ye Zhitao feels that she was cut off by this color number just like the straight man.

... What did she just say?

Exchange, exchange for what? ?

Are they really negotiating?

"Peach?"

Seeing her panicked look, Mu Qing called her again.

Ye Zhitao sat down at a loss, with her hands on her knees, like a primary school student being scolded by a teacher: "What's the matter?"

Mu Mu pushed her glasses lightly, Ye Zhitao stared at the four words, which jumped out from her moist red lips.

"marry me."