[Yinglan] The world of rich people can't understand

Brother Hitachi grinned, the feeling of hitting a minefield is really good.

Xingmei couldn't help them, so she could only comfort herself.

Unexpectedly, when she turned her head, she found that the eyes of the guests behind her were shining with gossip.

Mother of Heaven, she looked at the sky speechlessly, racking her brains to shut their mouths.Kubo Moe grabbed her hand and refused to let go.

The guests didn't have a chance to ask the questions in their hearts in the end, because the time for the end of the department work had come, and Feng Jingye gently reminded them that it was time to say goodbye.

Xingmei breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time was startled by the expressions of the guests saying "we will name you tomorrow".

Kubo Moe was reluctantly taken away by the family's little nanny, and before leaving, he vowed to be there every day in the future.

Xingmei felt very sad, how would she make up a magical story to deal with the guests and Kubomoe...

Xu Wanghuan rushed over suddenly: "Xingmei, if others are in trouble, do you think we should help them!"

Xingmei was burned by his gaze, what happened?

"If you can do it, it's not impossible." She thought for a while and gave a rather ambiguous answer.

In an instant, the eyes of the other members of the public relations department swept over, Xingmei was horrified, did she say something wrong?

"I knew Xingmei that you are a kind and good girl!" Xu Wanghuan excitedly held Xingmei's hands.

Xingmei shook off goosebumps, pulled out her hand, and looked at him tangled.

"The news department is going to be disbanded due to business problems, and they want to include an interview report about us in the last publication!" He waited for Xingmei to say hello.

Uh, that's it... Xingmei shook her head decisively.

The news department, it is said that the printed newspaper is less reliable than Lianhua's private weekly.And on the cusp of this kind of crisis, is she going to selflessly dedicate her affairs with Jing Ye in order to save the "poor" news department?Pull it down.

In an instant, Huan's expression changed to that of a pitiful puppy, which remained until everyone returned to the third music classroom.

Xingmei is very guilty, anyway, Huan usually takes good care of her, and compared to the cheap-talking Hitachi brothers, he is really a good person!

"Don't worry, he was rejected by all of us before you rejected him."

Feng Jingye observed the words and expressions, and said a word to Xingmei's heart.

In an instant, Xingmei's sense of guilt disappeared. She asked Feng Jingye the ins and outs of the incident. After hearing the ending of the incident, Xingmei really wiped off Xu Wanghuan's good friend complex. Lies are used as a selling point, and the news is written as high-level gossip, a high-level gangster who is passionate about house fighting.

If you still dare to look at her, even if you still dare to look at her, if you look at her again, you will be beaten into a pig's head!

Xingmei couldn't bear it anymore, how could Xu Wanghuan attack them mentally with such an expression that the whole world felt sorry for him.

"It's not impossible to be interviewed."

Feng Jingye and Xingmei said tacitly, and Xu Wanghuan immediately looked over obediently, in high spirits.

"The content of the special issue report is to be done in accordance with our instructions."

"We have the right to refuse to answer all questions."

"Wow!" Xu Wanghuan howled twice in satisfaction.

The pupils of the Hitachi brothers slid over, slid over, when did Xingmei and Jing Yehei get together, this kind of request is completely because the PR department has all the initiative, and one attack and one defense complement each other.

"Speaking of Xingmei, is Jing Ye's house okay?" The two smiled maliciously.

Xingmei smiled: "If I say that the house is not good, are you going to risk being misunderstood by my mother to help me?"

Brother Hitachi sighed: "After staying with Senior Kagiya for a long time, I have become uncute at all."

"You guys won't have that chance anymore." Feng Jingye said calmly, his fingers tapped the keyboard quickly, as if he was planning tomorrow's interview, Xu Wanghuan kept talking around him. "I just received news that the person who is following Xingmei already has a clue."

At this moment, it wasn't just Xingmei who pricked up her ears, everyone's attention was diverted.

"Has it been dealt with?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Xingmei frowned and asked, "How many days do I have to stay?"

Feng Jingye adjusted his glasses: "Actually, no need, those people were sent by Mr. Sudmon to protect you."

"You mean that person?" Xingmei was a little surprised. It took only a day for the incident to happen, yet he was far away in the UK and immediately arranged staff.

Feng Jingye nodded.

Xingmei felt a little nervous in her heart for a while, she thought for a while, and then got concerned.

After the job was over, Xingmei made Chun Fei change into women's clothes and a wig. As for the height difference, she had to use heightened shoes to make up for it.

She herself changed into casual clothes and pulled her hair into a peaked cap.

Feng Jingye, who offered help, was holding a notebook, and seemed to be brewing all the time.

"Don't ask me any questions."

"Ah."

He really didn't ask anything.

Xingmei's idea is very simple, let Chun Fei pretend to be herself and walk in front, and she will follow behind and Shi Huangque will follow.

She wanted to meet those people.

Yinglan's girls' school uniforms are uniquely designed, at least the light yellow color is enough to attract attention.

What's more, when Chunfei walks in the streets of ordinary people, her goal is as big as a target without boundaries.

Xingmei walked leisurely while paying attention to the movements around her.

Chunfei made an agreement with her that when she came to a crowded place, she would immediately turn around and walk back, and those who protected "her" would definitely find a chance to follow her back.

Suddenly, Chun Fei turned around and brushed past her.

She lowered her head and walked forward without haste, with a faint smile on her lips...

found it.

"Ma'am, it's a pleasure to meet you here." She stretched out her hand without preparation, and stopped the young woman who was walking in a hurry.

The woman smiled gracefully: "I'm sorry, you have identified the wrong person, please step aside, I have something urgent."

Xingmei raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Are you looking for me?"

The setting sun fell on the brim of her hat, casting shadows over her eyelids, but those eyes were still surprisingly bright.

The young woman tried her best to restrain her surprise: "You are..."

She took off her peaked cap, her long hair fell down, and her thin bangs were a little messy. She pursed her lips and smiled very politely: "Wu Yue Xingmei, you should be familiar with my appearance."

The young woman seemed to have calmed down: "Of course I am familiar with you. I can see you walking by my store every morning and night. I think everyone here will remember you deeply with such a delicate appearance."

"Ma'am, lying is not a virtue. Your face is very strange to me, but the rp accent makes me feel very kind." She squinted her eyes like a fox, "You may not know, but I will also be in formal occasions Use rp."

The young woman was silent.

"To make a long story short." She put away her teasing attitude and returned to a normal expression on her face, "Please tell Mr. Salmond that before the age of 16, I can still live without a father, and after that, I don't have to have a father." I'm a father. Please."

The young woman frowned at her and agreed.

Xingmei looked around with interest: "I didn't expect that after you escaped the 'stalking' in the bridal shop last time, your manpower seems to have increased a lot. Besides young women like you, I think I also saw the old lady And kids, I was right."

"Yes." The young woman's eyes became dark, and the girl in front of her looked innocent, but she understood the deep meaning of this sentence, "I'm afraid we have to follow you until we receive the order to withdraw." She After speaking, he merged into the pedestrians on the street and drifted away.

Xingmei silently stared at the direction she was leaving, she had said her words, but she didn't seem as happy as she imagined.

Chun Fei had already returned and patted her on the shoulder, she was not surprised to see Feng Jingye following behind.

"I'm going back."

Xingmei nodded, and she didn't turn her head until Chun Fei walked ten meters away, and asked, "How is it, Jing Ye, you should give up now." Let Feng Jingye see it with her own eyes—she is unwilling to have anything to do with the Sudmon family from now on.

Feng Jingye's face remained unchanged, when Xingmei looked carefully, she found that he seemed to be really smiling.

Great Demon King, now is not the time to show your composure, this should be the beginning of your politeness!

"Hey, are you bright and sad?"

"No, I'm very happy." He walked very slowly, just in line with Xingmei.

Xingmei looked at him tangled, could it be that he was planning to persuade her to win that person's favor, Mother of Heaven, did she think people's hearts are too evil!

"why?"

"Because if that's the case, Xingmei, you will definitely not be married for profit."

Xingmei suddenly felt that a piece of her heart was as soft and warm as the sunset glow in the sky.She didn't want to admit it, so she stared at the front and joked with a relaxed tone: "It turns out that my happiness can also become the happiness of Mr. Jing Ye."

"So are you happy now?"

Xingmei was startled, and then complained: "Feng Jingye, can you pretend you didn't see it?"

At this time, I hate staying with smart people the most. The little emotions that I have finally concealed are clearly seen, and she expresses that she is very upset!

"Of course, but Xingmei can't pretend that she didn't see it."

Xingmei is speechless, can she not hit the nail on the head, she is going to die of blood!

"I thought I'd be happy," was all she could say.

Because she doesn't know why.The author has something to say: Put the lid on the pot, it’s almost 11 o’clock in the evening when I go back to school today, so I’m only posting the article now...