mijobooks Chapter 127 Miss Ben is the one who handles big things
Chapter 127 Miss Ben is the one who handles big things
Mu Wanqing's expression was stunned, her eyes were dazed. The past, when she was in the United States, had been played back countless times in her mind, worrying about gains and losses, but what she remembered most clearly was that Han Yuyang really loved her.
Why has the past become so unbearable in Han Yujiang's place?
That's not the case, she loves Wan Qing.
"Master, with all due respect, you are just Han Yuyang's eldest brother. Even if you are a real brother, it is impossible for you to spend your whole life together. You have a family and children, so why don't you see your brother as good? Why do you have to beat mandarin ducks? Marriage is Regarding Han Yuyang's own affairs, he will only be with whomever he likes, and what you force on may not necessarily be what he likes."
Han Yujiang couldn't deny it, and cut it.
"It is said that people should not think too highly of themselves. Why did you make this mistake again? In this world, women with three eyes are hard to find, and women with two legs are everywhere. My second brother is considered a harem. You are so self-deprecating. It's also out of his sight."
"Han Yujiang, do you really want me to talk so badly? Back then, I was on good terms with Han Yuyang. If you hadn't used your power to force me to play that good show for Han Yuyang, how could he have given up on me? How could he have given up on me? I broke up, you are good, relying on yourself as the eldest brother Han Yuyang, not to mention breaking up his marriage, it is so unreasonable after so many years, I just danced with you at the ball, how much do you treat me? dissatisfied."
Mu Wanqing was out of control. A woman, no matter how gentle she looks, how peaceful and charming her smile is, she will not look so good when she loses control. That distorted expression is really ugly to the extreme.
"You were unearthed in ancient times, right? You were prejudiced against me just because of a dance, and you beat me to death with a single shot, and you were not allowed to associate with Han Yuyang. I love Han Yuyang. This is something that cannot be changed. I won't Give up."
"Whatever you want!" Han Yujiang remained calm, Mu Wanqing's loss of control, and Mu Wanqing's hissing all had nothing to do with him, "Anyway, Han Yuyang already has a girlfriend, so I advise you not to be a mistress."
"Han Yujiang..." Mu Wanqing yelled these three words forcefully, gnashing her teeth. After yelling, seeing Lin Xia looking at her, she suddenly came back to her senses. She lowered her head and took a sip of red wine, then raised her head and regained her composure. This speed puts even Lin Xia ashamed.
"Sorry sir, I'm out of control, let's talk about business matters, I've already started to improve the script of "The Rain of the Indus of Love", I hired a professional team, the popularity of this script must be very clear , Ming Le has also started the preliminary preparations for the manga change, but the script is missing, and Han Yuyang can't be ashamed, so let me talk to you, so I came here today with sincerity."
"Cough...cough..."
Chen Xiaoxi suddenly coughed violently, as if she had heard something unbelievable. Accurate internal news in the company cannot be spread out, but it's okay to spread out such big-name rumors about plans to change the drama.
But where did Mu Wanqing get her confidence? They just wanted to change Wu Tongyu. As Ming Le's former boss, did she think she was dead?
"I don't know when my younger brother became so thin-skinned." Han Yujiang said calmly: "Whenever he wants something, he never thinks about his face, and uses all kinds of means to get it out. As for the script you mentioned, It's completely unnecessary, our Han's company is not a nouveau riche who starts from a small business, and squeezes his head for a piece of rubbish, and drops the price!"
Lin Xia almost knelt down to Han Yujiang.
He actually said that "The Rain of the Indus Trees of Love" is rubbish. If this word spreads on the Internet, even if he is Young Master Han, he will be scolded by tens of millions of fans and shut down Weibo.
What's even more awesome is that he still feels how mean and arrogant it is to get garbage and drop the price.
Sure enough, your father is still your father, and the Han family is still the Han family.
Taking Han Yuyang as the axis of symmetry, no matter if they are friends or brothers around him, they are all vicious snakes and mean, no one can give up Han Yuyang.
Mu Wanqing's hand holding the corner of the table began to exert force again, and her fingertips turned white. Even if she lifted the table next second, Lin Xia didn't think it was strange, because it was her words, and if someone said that, she had already lifted the table.
Mu Wanqing can bear the partiality.
"Young Master Han, why bother talking nonsense with your eyes open? Whether it is Shengshi Media or Haitian Media, they have paid sky-high prices for the copyright of "The Rain of the Indus of Love". How could Mingle not want it? I just because of Han Yuyang's relationship, It’s just not for sale, so don’t say it like I just posted it.”
This is called advancing with retreat, and Lin Xia praised the level of the conversation.
"Shanshan, what do you think?" Han Yujiang turned his head and asked Lin Xia.
"..." Lin Xia couldn't help rolling her eyes. The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, but she still sat up straight calmly, ""The Rain of the Parasol Tree of Love" is indeed the hottest IP on the market at present, and other popular IPs of novels have already been divided up Playing, the new big IP is still immature, in this empty window, whoever wins "The Rain of the Indus of Love" will be the real big winner in the media."
She spoke impassionedly, and completely put herself into the position of Mu Wanqing's fans, making people hype, before she finished speaking, the phone rang suddenly, Lin Xia could only apologize, and turned to answer the phone.
"Damn girl, where did you go?" Han Yuyang's uncle-like voice came from the phone.
Lin Xia trembled all over, and quickly put the phone away from the earphones, "I'm at work..."
"Who are you fooling around? I just passed by your company and didn't see you at all. Tell me, where did you go?" This questioning attitude is the same as fearing that the beautiful girlfriend next to you will go out and fool around.
Lin Xia couldn't help but put on a soft smile, "I said Second Young Master, what do you always pass by my company when you have nothing to do? I'm not messing around. I'm with Sister Chen. I've exploded well in the past two days. Sister Chen is going to reward me ,take me Out to eat."
"What, why didn't she invite me when she invited you to dinner?" Han Yuyang was even more dissatisfied, "What do you do, you woman, eating and drinking outside by yourself, leaving me at home, what am I going to eat?"
Lin Xia wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on her forehead, and noticed that everyone around her was looking at her, she silently walked down the stairs and went to the flowers, "Han Yuyang, you are not a three-year-old child, and you still need me to solve the problem of eating." Worry, do you have no money? Is there no food at home? Can’t pay Amanda’s wages? Who made you think that you have no brains, and you insist on experiencing civilian life to drive everyone away.”
"You're right. Where is it? Give me an address. I'll go there right away."
"What? You want to come over!" Lin Xia looked back at the gazebo, trembling all over, asking Han Yuyang to come over at this time might cause their brothers to disagree.
"No need, we women have dinner and chat, and you still have to come and have fun."
"Say it again, address!"
Lin Xia pouted, "In that distant place, there are peach blossoms in full bloom, there are fairylands, beauties, old men, and hard-working peacemakers. If you come, you will be an extra population who strayed into the peach blossom garden. One more, let’s obediently stay at home and guard the vacant room, I am a person who does big things, how can I be locked in a deep boudoir attic.”