Chapter 22 Who Are You? How can I have WeChat? (Add more for missing or forgetting)

Chapter 22 Who Are You? How can I have WeChat? (Add more for missing or forgetting)

Outside the villa, the little girl started the car and was ready to go.

Song Yuling suddenly stopped Lin Xiaqing and hesitated: "Xia Qing, why don't you change your clothes again?"

Another set?

Lin Xiaqing looked down and wondered, "What's the matter, Sister Ling, is there any problem? This dress is okay."

"Yes, yes, sister Xia Qing is very beautiful in this dress."

The little girl was there to help.

"I just think it's too beautiful. What if that Chen Mo is fascinated by you and makes some unreasonable ideas?"

Song Yuling was a little unsure, and pushed Lin Xiaqing back: "Xiaqing, just change to a normal one, just casual."

Unreasonable thinking?

Lin Xiaqing laughed in his heart, if this guy had something unreasonable, he might have been eaten long ago.

Well, not necessarily, that guy drank too much, he probably couldn't do anything...

"Sister Ling, it's fine. Maybe people don't feel anything at all. Besides, it's almost too late. Yesterday, Siran made an appointment. It's bad to be late."

"Okay," Song Yuling looked at the time on her phone and thought about it, but didn't insist.

Moreover, Chen Mo can write a song like a game and a dream. He is handsome and handsome, so he shouldn't be a bad person. Besides, he and Xiaoru are also there, so it's not a big problem.

...

"Xiaoru, why didn't you follow the navigation just now?"

In the car, Song Yuling glanced at the navigation route and said curiously.

"Oh, Sister Ling, there is a small road here. There are no traffic lights. It saves time."

The little girl smiled.

This road has been run three times in a row, and I have been wandering in this area for the past few days. It is strange that I am not familiar with it.

"Oh? You've been here before? You're familiar with the road here."

"Uh... I'm not familiar with it, I just walked through it once, and I happen to know this way."

The little girl's face suddenly froze, and her words were a little incoherent.

"Sister Ling, let me take a look at your proposed contract. How much do you plan to pay for that song?"

Lin Xiaqing took the briefcase on the seat, interrupted the conversation between the two, and said softly.

"This song is already a platinum songwriter and has great commercial value. I think as long as it does not exceed 500,000..."

Speaking of this, Song Yuling was immediately distracted. After saying a few words, she seemed to have reacted. She looked at Lin Xiaqing and asked, "Xiaqing, didn't you pay attention to these before? What happened this time..."

"Oh, Sister Ling, didn't you say that this song is very important to me."

Lin Xiaqing smiled slightly and continued: "I also know that you are planning to let me release another golden song during this time, so as to compete for the best female singer at the Imperial Capital Music Festival."

"Sister Ling, I've been worrying about you recently. It's been hard work."

After Song Yuling heard this, her whole body stiffened, and her nose suddenly became a little sore.

"What do you say, I'm your agent, this is what I should do."

Song Yuling suddenly felt that the worries and efforts of the past few days were worth it.

"However, Xia Qing, you have this idea. Sister Ling is very happy. You are more mature."

"However, Sister Ling still hopes that you will just sing as before, and keep your innocence as a singer. Sister Ling hopes that you will not only become a queen, but even a singer in the future."

"Thank you, Sister Ling, it's nice to have you here."

Lin Xiaqing is sincerely grateful to Song Yuling. In the past few years, with Song Yuling, she took less detours, and she can achieve her current achievements. On the one hand, it is her own ability, and on the other hand, it is inseparable from Song Yuling's efforts. .

"Xia Qing, don't worry, this Chen Mo, my sister will definitely help you win it! We will never give up this time at the Imperial Capital Music Festival!"

"Well, yes, let that bad woman drink the northwest wind!"

The little girl driving the car had a bulging face, raised her small fist, and swore.

"Little girl," Song Yuling smiled at Qin Xiaoru, who was full of fighting power, and pretended to be angry, "You are everywhere, drive your car."

Qin Xiaoru could naturally hear that Song Yuling was joking, and said with a smile, "As ordered!"

Looking at this scene, Lin Xiaqing smiled knowingly, life was still very beautiful.

Looking out the car window, the sun shines on the surrounding buildings, and the refracted light is golden.

It was like the sun shining on the ends of Chen Mo's hair that morning.

After half an hour.

"Sister Ling, we are here."

Linxi Park, Fengwu Community,

...

"Building 1... Unit 2..." Song Yuling stared at the building number, looking for the address.

Lin Xiaqing followed slowly behind, without any intention of pointing.

"Xia Qing, this is the place. The address that Siran gave you. Unit 2 of Building 1. Well, his home is in 403."

Lin Xiaqing nodded and looked up at the familiar place that could no longer be familiar.

She may be more familiar with this place than the villa community she lives in now.

Half of Baiyun: Let's go downstairs.

A tael of black soil: Received.

Half of Baiyun: Remember, we have to pretend we don't know each other, so that we don't be seen.

One or two black soil: Who are you? How can I have WeChat?

Lin Xiaqing...

Song Yuling, who turned around, looked at Lin Xiaqing in surprise, and said, "Xia Qing, what's wrong with you? I don't think your face is very good."

"It's okay, it's okay, I think of the little white dog my mother raised, it makes me angry."

Little white dog?

make you angry?

What kind of reason is this?

"Xia Qing, this Chen Mo is very important to us. When the meeting is over, you must not put on the air of a star, you know?"

Song Yuling really had great hopes for Chen Mo's games and dreams. She didn't want Lin Xiaqing to have an accident because of his temporary hobby.

Lin Xiaqing put away the phone, nodded, and said, "Sister Ling, don't worry, I'm not someone who doesn't matter."

I really don't know how Sister Ling would react if she knew that the lyrics and songs of that song were in the USB flash drive in her bag.

"Well, Xia Qing, although this person is young, he can write songs in the style of the 1990s. This person must have a lot of experience. We must take it seriously. Most of these talented people are proud of their talents. The problem, you have to worry a little more."

Lin Xiaqing nodded, thinking that it would be a big deal to make another bowl of noodles with scallion oil.

Song Yuling was relieved after hearing the words, and continued, "When the little girl parks the car, come over, we will go upstairs."

"Why wait for Xiaoru to come?"

"My little ancestor, don't look at how beautiful you are. You will take off your sunglasses later. If that guy has any thoughts about you and goes crazy, I can't stop him alone."

Lin Xiaqing looked at Song Yuling who had a vigilant look on her face, and wanted to tell her that it was all right. She had slept in the same bed more than once...

"Sister Xia Qing, Sister Ling, the car is parked."

Within two minutes, the little girl ran over panting.

Song Yuling saw it and waved her hand: "Let's go!"

403 door.

Song Yuling was in the front, Lin Xiaqing was in the middle, and Qin Xiaoru was in the rear.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Chen Mo was ready, and when he heard the knock on the door, he opened the door directly.

"Hello, three beauties, I'm Chen Mo, welcome, please come in!" Chen Mo will not be short of politeness, not to mention that he is here to give money.

In fact, it was a bowl of scallion oil noodles, after all, I slept with others twice.

However, since there is still money to take, why not do it.

In this life, Chen Mo was born in a small rural village in the north, and now he still rents a house, but he is not a rich man.

"Hello, hello, my name is Song Yuling, I'm Xia Qing's manager. I heard from Miss Siran that Mr. Chen is handsome, but I didn't expect you to be more handsome than the photo."

Song Yuling's words weren't all polite. The moment Chen Mo opened the door, even her senior manager who "reads" hundreds of men was a little surprised. Even if she was talented, she was so handsome.

Chen Mo slightly shook the right hand that Song Yuling stretched out, and said with a smile:

"You're welcome, but who are you talking about..."

"Hee hee, hello Mr. Chen. My name is Qin Xiaoru. I'm Sister Xia Qing's assistant. Sister Ling is right. You are really handsome."

The little girl suddenly stepped forward to interrupt Chen Mo, and introduced herself in a loud voice. Song Yuling didn't hear what Chen Mo said behind her.

"Xiaoru! It's not polite to speak up!"

At this moment, Song Yuling's pretty face was slightly cold, and she scolded the little girl softly, then looked at Chen Mo apologetically, and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, Xiaoru just graduated not long ago, she is ignorant, I read yours yesterday. In the photo, I shouted that I must meet you, I laughed."

Chen Mo shook his head slightly, and at the same time looked at this Song Yuling with admiration.

Qin Xiaoru is just an assistant, it is really inappropriate to interject at this time, but this Song Yuling actually said that the little girl was eager to know herself because she saw her photo.

The apparently unpleasant episode turned out to be a self-praise in disguise.

Moreover, Chen Mo just saw Lin Xiaqing shaking his head slightly behind Song Yuling, and immediately understood that there was something wrong with the thought he might have said.

Seeing this, Song Yuling breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back quickly, and let Lin Xiaqing, who was born behind, solemnly say:

"Mr. Chen, this is Miss Lin Xiaqing."

Lin Xiaqing stepped forward slightly, looked at Chen Mo in front of him, took off his sunglasses, his eyes were slightly bright, and said softly:

"Hello Mr. Chen, I'm Lin Xiaqing."