Chapter 282: The storm is coming (4)
"Then I'll go back first."
Xuemo waved at Qin Zheng, Qin Zheng nodded: "Okay, be careful with your feet, don't fall down."
"Hey, your sister Mo is sick, why don't you go and serve me?"
Tang Miaomiao nudged Xiaoke with her shoulder, Xiaoke snorted, and then ran away quickly.
"Ye Ye, you seem to be in good spirits. You just teased the goddess, do you feel particularly refreshed in your heart?"
Tang Miaomiao put a hand on Qin Zheng's shoulder: "Since you care so much about others, why don't you send them back to the hotel?"
"Miaomiao, why are you here?" Qin Zheng looked at Tang Miaomiao who appeared suddenly, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you squatting in a small corner to eavesdrop? Why don't I know what my agent is? Time to become a paparazzi captain?"
"Fuck you!" Tang Miaomiao clapped one hand on Qin Zheng's chest: "I'm serious, you are on the rise in your career now, for your reputation, it is forbidden to have too much contact with any female artist. No matter if you can go to the sky or go to the ground, even if you are reincarnated as the Monkey King, you will be able to find out if you are seventy-two. If there is a scandal, I won't help you manage it."
"Hmmmm, I know, Queen Miaomiao." Qin Zheng nodded again and again: "So I didn't take her back to the hotel in person? After all, there are so many people"
"Hmph, it's good if you know. Nuo, I just finished the filming for you. These are some key points for you to remember, because the script design this time involves a certain dynasty in ancient my country. , so you have to review these customs. Otherwise, it is easy to be spat on by the audience."
"Well, I see, thank you, Miaomiao." Qin Zheng took the Yita information from Tang Miaomiao's hand: "Are you hungry? It's just noon now, I'll take you out to eat."
"Well... well, I've been busy for so long, so I should reward myself a bit. I remember there was a Michelin restaurant nearby, and we went there to eat."
"Ok."
Qin Zheng nodded and went out to dinner with Tang Miaomiao.
And the other side.
Inside the camp tent.
Jun Suli sat behind a table with a gun design drawing in his hand.
"Young Master Jun, the cargo we stole this time is this batch, at this location."
A person stood beside Jun Suli, pointing to a place on the map.
Jun Suli tilted the design drawing in his hand slightly, revealing a pair of eyes, and glanced slightly at the place of his subordinate's fingers.
"continue."
With two cold words, the man continued to look at the mechanical diagram of the gun in his hand.
"This is the south of Sanjiangkou. I remember that this area is under the jurisdiction of Mr. Li. Our goods were robbed in this place, but Mr. Li didn't hear any sound. This is really suspicious."
"Um."
Jun Suli replied casually, and after reading all the drawings in his hand, Jun Suli threw it aside.
"The loot was a batch of rough-shooting goods, huh... It seems that some people are still caught in the enemy's plan, and they can't wait."
"You go down first and call Mei over."
"Yes, Young Master."
The subordinate bowed his head and quickly retreated.
After a while, the person Jun Suli wanted to call was called over.
"Young Master, I heard you called me?"
A plain hand opened the tent, and then a beautiful woman walked in.