It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

At nine o'clock, Yu Qiu arrived at the station on time, and Meng Pingjiang waited for him at the exit, and the two went to the Yu's villa together.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, weeds grew wildly.

Yu Qiu coughed lightly: "I may not be able to finish today."

Meng Pingjiang was calm: "The grass in the countryside is harder to get rid of than this. I'll clean up the house first."

He is used to rough work, which is nothing at all.

Yu Qiu couldn't bear to let him work alone, and wanted to do what he could do beside him.

Meng Pingjiang looked at his hands. They were much more delicate than ordinary boys. His skin was fair, and the blue blood vessels were clearly visible. His nails were neatly trimmed, with light pink, and almost no hair.

Not only his hands, but also his arms are rarely hairy.

He smiled and said, "I'll do as long as I come, you are busy with your work."

Knowing that he couldn't help, Yu Qiu asked, "What kind of food do you like? I'll take care of lunch and dinner."

"I can do it." Meng Pingjiang wiped the dust neatly.

Children from poor families have no right to be picky eaters.

Yu Qiu knew this was the answer. Fortunately, he knew Meng Pingjiang's taste, so he called a nearby restaurant to order and made an appointment to deliver it.

He can't be idle even if others are busy.

He put on his gloves and went to clean up the embroidery room himself.

"Didn't you say I'm coming?" Meng Pingjiang stopped him.

He subconsciously felt that Yu Qiu's hands were not suitable for rough work, and since he promised the salary, he must do it well and not take advantage of others.

The embroidery room is a relatively private space. Yu Qiu didn't want others to get involved, but seeing Meng Pingjiang's serious expression, he said, "There is a studio that needs to be cleaned."

"Then I'll clean the studio first." Meng Pingjiang thought Yu Qiu needed it urgently.

Yu Qiu thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

He took Meng Pingjiang to the embroidery room. As soon as the door opened, several beams of sunlight slanted in. Under the light, countless dust particles danced and danced.

The first thing Meng Pingjiang noticed was not the flying dust, but the hanging paintings in the room.

He sincerely praised: "These paintings and calligraphy are very beautiful."

Yu Qiu was amused, with crooked eyebrows and dimples at the corners of his mouth, and explained to him: "These are embroidery works, and the drafts are antique calligraphy and paintings."

There are many kinds of drafts for embroidery works, copying ancient calligraphy and painting is one of them.Copying may sound simple, but it is not.

Taking calligraphy as an example, it is necessary for the embroiderer to understand the style of calligraphy works and the strokes of each character. The stitches that may be used at different bends are different.

When it comes to paintings, splashing ink on paper and embroidering on cloth are not just copying. The choice of embroidery thread, the use of stitches, the matching of colors, etc. will all affect the texture of embroidery.

Meng Pingjiang is a layman, but he directly regards embroidery as real calligraphy and painting, which is considered a very high praise.

He was stunned for a moment, "Embroidery?"

This art is too far away from him.

Yu Qiu nodded: "My mother is engaged in this industry, and these are my mother's works."

"It's amazing, lifelike." Meng Pingjiang praised again dryly.

When he saw the embroidery frame in the room and thought of Yu Qiu's hands, he suddenly understood something, and hurriedly said: "Just tell me how to clean it, and you must not do it."

Yu Qiu did not refuse: "Okay."

After one morning, most of the rooms in the villa were cleaned up.

The ordered lunch was delivered on time, and Yu Qiu asked Meng Pingjiang to eat with him.

After getting along for half a day, Meng Pingjiang became less reserved. When he saw the dishes on the table, he thought that Yu Qiu's taste was so similar to his.

Yu Qiu took a photo of the table and posted it on Moments: [Dining with friends, very happy. 】

Si Ting was the first to like it, and commented: [Which friend?It doesn't look like a restaurant. 】

Thumbs up to Yan.

Gao Dashuai liked it, and asked in the chat interface: [There is a male hand in the photo, are you off the list? 】

Yu Qiu laughed, and replied to him: [Just friends.It is estimated that you will leave the single sooner than me. [dog head]]

[Gao Dashuai: No, you're such a prodigal. 】

Yu Qiu ignored him, and replied to Si Ting in Moments: [New friend. 】

Si Ting seemed to be on the phone, and replied in seconds: [Someday I will bring you acquaintance! 】

Yu Qiu: [OK. 】

Turn off your phone and eat seriously.

Meng Pingjiang sneaked a few glances at him, and secretly scrolled through Moments after eating. When he saw what Yu Qiu posted, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

They are friends now.

Shen Mingdeng had just finished processing the documents when he received a call from Xiang Yan.

"How are you and Xiaoqiu living?"

Shen Mingdeng didn't understand what he meant, and asked, "How about what?"

"You didn't bully him, did you?" There was a trace of tension in her voice.

"What happened?" Shen Mingdeng frowned helplessly, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Xiang Yan was worried: "Then why did he go back to his former home?"

She has been with Yu Qiu for eight years, and she knows Yu Qiu's attitude towards that family very well.

Shen Mingdeng's heart skipped a beat, "At home?"

"It's the home of your Uncle Yu and Aunt Tao." Xiang Yan sighed, "For so many years, Xiaoqiu has been very resistant to going back."

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

He didn't know Yu Qiu well, and he didn't know these things at all.Thinking of the awkwardness between Yu Qiu and Wei Linghui that day, he couldn't help asking.

"You mean Wei Linghui?" Xiang Yan said in a strange tone, "She is your Aunt Tao's friend. I don't know her very well. I met her several times at the hospital and at the funeral, but I haven't seen her since."

Shen Mingdeng asked: "She and Yu Qiu..."

"She was stimulated at the time and said something that hurt Xiao Qiu." Xiang Yan explained lightly, "At first, I thought that Xiao Qiu would be close to her since childhood, so I didn't intend to let Xiao Qiu live in our house."

Shen Mingdeng took off his glasses, "What did she say?"

"Why are you asking about this?" Xiang Yan asked in surprise, "You care about Xiao Qiu so much?"

"I……"

"President Shen, Mr. Si is looking for you." Mi Fei knocked on the door outside.

"Mom, I have something else to do, let's talk about it later." Shen Mingdeng put down his phone, "Come in."

The door was opened, and Si Ting poked his face in, and said with a smile, "Your new environment is pretty good!"

"what's up?"

Si Ting didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, sat down casually, thanked Miffy for the coffee, and when Miffy went out and closed the door, he smiled and said, "Come to discuss a cooperation with you."

"Cooperation?" Shen Mingdeng screwed on the cap of the pen, put it in the pen holder, leaned back, crossed his hands, and said, "Are you representing Shining Star Entertainment?"

Unlike the Shen family's industrial start-up, the Si family relied on the entertainment industry to thrive. Xingyao Entertainment is a brokerage company under Xingyao Film and Television. Si Ting, as the only son of the Si family, is considered the prince of Xingyao Film and Television.

It's just that he is still young, and he is still exercising at Xingyao Entertainment.

"Of course not! I'm only talking about cooperation with you on behalf of an individual."

"What are you talking about?" Shen Mingdeng looked him up and down, "If I remember correctly, you are just the general manager of Shining Star Entertainment."

Si Ting raised his forehead: "Do you think that everyone is like Uncle Shen, letting you start your own business? Don't look at me as the general manager of the company, but the special assistant is sent by the old man. I interfere with this and that all day long. I can't make the decision at all. "

"so?"

"I want to start my own business," Si Ting said seriously, "Old Shen, I don't have much investment vision, but in the current entertainment market, I still have some ideas. I think Xingyao can't keep up with the trend. I don't want to be trapped Fight wits with a group of old antiques there."

Shen Mingdeng didn't say a word of nonsense: "First hand me a plan."

Si Ting was pleasantly surprised: "You agreed to invest? Don't need a meeting to discuss it?"

"I invest in my own name." Shen Mingdeng remained calm, "I still have this little money."

Si Ting gave a thumbs up: "In terms of pretending to be aggressive, you still won. But I still have to say thank you, it's interesting."

He himself has some spare money these years, but it is not enough to open a studio, so he can only ask Shen Mingdeng for help.

"Is there anything else?" Shen Mingdeng sat up straight, looking like he was about to start work.

Si Ting chatted casually: "Xiaoqiu seems to have made new friends."

"so?"

"Don't be so indifferent. After all, Xiaoqiu called you brother, and you can't give him a hand?" Si Ting blamed him, "I told him, I will bring him out to meet when I have time, and you will come with me when the time comes. .”

Shen Mingdeng couldn't understand: "He just made friends."

"You don't understand." Si Ting clicked his tongue twice, "You don't care about Xiao Qiu at all. I accidentally found out that he reads that kind of book before."

"What kind of book?"

"It's just two men." He put up two thumbs and touched them, "the kind of books that are gay."

Shen Mingdeng frowned all of a sudden.

He thought of Yu Qiu's extra care about skin care, the sweet citrus smell on his body, and the way he was crying quietly, and instantly understood Si Ting's meaning.

"He made a...boyfriend?"

Si Ting was full of melancholy: "I'm not sure, so let him take a look. He is young, and I'm afraid he will suffer."

Shen Mingdeng was almost convinced.

If it wasn't someone very close, Yu Qiu probably wouldn't have taken him to that room.

"Just tonight." He looked slightly cold.

"what?"

Shen Mingdeng was expressionless: "You set up a game tonight and ask him to bring someone to take a look."

"..."

Si Ting stared at him strangely, with a face full of disbelief: "Since when did you care about Xiao Qiu so much? Is the ice broken?"

"Group or not?"

"What name do I take?" Si Ting frowned, "We just got together the day before yesterday."

"Investment..."

"Okay! My team!" Si Ting gritted his teeth, "I said why are you in such a hurry?"

Shen Mingdeng ignored it at all: "Send me at a fixed time and place. Walk slowly and don't send it off."

Si Ting: A ruthless exploitation machine!

He left without a word, and sat in the car to send Yu Qiu a message: [Xiao Qiu, are you free tonight, let's have dinner together, I'll be the host.By the way, call your friends too. 】

When Yu Qiu received the news, the whole house had been cleaned almost, except for the weeds in the yard.

He glanced at Meng Pingjiang, who was diligent and conscientious, thought for a moment, and replied: "OK, come here at six o'clock in the afternoon. 】

He sent the location over.

[Si Ting: OK, I'll go there with Lao Shen, is it okay? 】

Yu Qiu froze for a moment: [No problem.Be careful on the road. [cute]】

One more labor force is of course better!

He stopped Meng Pingjiang who was going to clean up the weeds: "What time do you work at the bar?"

Meng Pingjiang raised his head, wiped off his sweat, and replied with a smile, "Today is a holiday, so I won't go to the bar."

Yu Qiu: "..."

Probably asked for leave, you idiot.

He said: "I have two friends coming over tonight, do you mind? If so, I will refuse..."

"I don't mind!" Meng Pingjiang quickly waved his hand, "I don't mind!"

"Okay." Yu Qiu smiled dimples, with a bit of cunning in his eyes, "I don't want to mess with the yard, can you accompany me to the supermarket?"

He needs to prepare some labor tools.

Meng Pingjiang readily agreed.

On the other side, Shen Mingdeng and Si Ting sneezed together.