After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

   Chapter 902 Sister, brother-in-law treats you well

  Fan Ling’s advertising contract was delivered to the Rose Valley in the evening.

  Song Mianmian carefully checked, and directly proposed a 50% advance notice fee.

  Fan Ling received a call from her assistant, and she was angry again, but Song Mianmian was very insistent, she could only gritted her teeth and nodded, "Wait."

  Ten minutes later, Song Mianmian saw that the three million yuan on his bank card had arrived, signed happily, and smiled and sent away the broker assistant with a bad face.

  As soon as the door closed, Song Mianmian happily compared to the younger brother upstairs.

   Seeing her sister so happy, Song Anqing also had joy on her face, but she was still a little worried, "Sister, isn’t your agent always treating you badly before? Will there be a problem this time?"

"I checked the variety show, it is a bit risky, but it is still within acceptable limits. Don't worry, this is a variety show in the end. The program group pays more attention to safety than the guests. After all, if something happens, no one can afford it. As for the price Why is it so high? It may not be that Fan Ling treats me well. It is very likely that the relationship between me and Ye Dan has been exposed. The heat is relatively high. The program team appointed me. The favorite of this kind of follow-up variety shows is chasing heat." Song Mianmian is objective. She is sure that the price given by the program group must be much higher than what she got, or Fan Ling would not let it go so easily.

   "Well, then you have to pay attention to safety." Song Anqing knew that her sister had already signed the contract. It would be useless to say anything more, she was very curious, "The matter of your marriage with brother-in-law has been exposed?"

  Song Mianmian, "..."

  Why did she forget that her brother would not allow him to play on his mobile phone after the operation? Right now, this guy really didn't know that the affairs between herself and Ye Dan were raging.

   "Well, your brother-in-law announced it." Song Mian explained lightly, and then exhorted, "Do you know if you don't look at your phone?"

   "I know." Song Anqing nodded obediently.

  Song Mianmian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, “You’ll rest early and I’ll pack your luggage.”

   "I'll help you." Song Anqing wanted to help Song Mianmian as he said, but Song Mianmian waved his hand, "No, I don't have much stuff, there is nothing to clean up."

  After speaking, she suddenly remembered something. Erbin is a particularly cold city, but she doesn't have a few thick clothes at all. It will take time to buy it right now, and the doorbell suddenly rang outside just when she was sad.

  Song Mianmian is strange, it is possible that Fan Ling regretted it, and stepped forward with doubts, and found a very capable and delicate woman standing in the visual lens, "May I ask you who?"

  If it wasn't the professional outfit of the other party, Song Mianmian would doubt if Ye Dan's little lover came to the door.

  "Excuse me, is Mr. Ye's home? We delivered things according to Mr. Ye's request." The woman in professional attire outside replied respectfully.

  Song Mianmian opened the door and found that there were five men behind the woman, each holding a large box in his hands. She was a little surprised, "This is..."

  "Mr. Ye ordered it to be delivered, please check it with Mrs. Ye." The woman was quite polite to Song Mianmian. After she said, she waved to the staff behind her, and the five people behind immediately opened the box.

  Song Mianmian stepped forward and took a look, "Are you sure Ye Danrang sent it?"

   "Of course, this was chosen by Mr. Ye himself." The female salesman replied with a smile. This is the biggest order she has received since joining the job, so she has a very good attitude. After explaining, she asked Song Mianmian, "Where is Mrs. Ye's cloakroom?"

  Song Mianmian's whole person is still a bit woody, and he subconsciously pointed to the second floor, and then saw a few people holding the boxes and went up to the second floor. The saleswoman quickly hung up all the clothes for her house.

  After a while, the originally empty cloakroom was full. Song Mianmian looked at the people with complicated expressions, and then took out the phone and hesitated to ask Ye Dan what happened. The phone rang first.

  "Have you tried it?" Ye Dan pretended to ask as soon as he got through the phone.

  Song Mianmian looked at a cabinet of clothes and bags. They were all luxury brands, and they were still the top high-end luxury without LOGO, low-key and restrained. She saw more than 60,000 the most common one.

   "What are you doing?" Song Mianmian had a headache. Didn't this man just sleep with her? Is it such an exaggeration? Didn’t you think she was expensive before?

   "What else can you do? Is it possible that you plan to let the outside media say that Ye Dan can't afford a woman? Don't let me look at those old models you wear in the future." Ye Dan said quite arrogantly.

  Song Mianmian didn’t intend to use men’s things, but when he heard this angrily replied, “Don’t worry, I won’t shame you.”

   "Well, I'm busy." Ye Dan felt relieved when he heard this sentence, and didn't say more.

Originally, Song Mianmian wanted to tell him about going to a variety show, but listened to the beeping hung-up and gave up temporarily, then looked up at the closet and shrugged. Although he felt that the man was annoying after re-meeting, he had to admit the other person’s aesthetics. It's really great. Every piece of clothing in the cabinet is very good. The most important thing is that it suits her. Song Mianmian struggled for a while before picking out a few pieces and carrying them into the suitcase.

  Song Anqing, who watched the whole process next to him, chuckled, "Sister, brother-in-law is kind to you."

  "Is there? He was afraid that I would go out and lose his face in the poor clothes." Song Mianmian almost forgot the existence of his younger brother.

   Song Anqing didn’t think so. “The sales lady said that these clothes were personally selected by the brother-in-law. If it’s just for the sake of face, he can let others choose, or give you a card directly.”

"Yes...Is there? Why did you speak for him as soon as you saw him." Song Mianmian muttered, but he felt that what his younger brother said was reasonable, but he thought of the quarrel between the two of them not daring to be affectionate. Song Anqing urged again when she spoke, "Go back to bed quickly, and I will transfer you 300,000 yuan, and you will save it as the tuition and living expenses later. If it is not enough, you will tell me."

   "Sister, you don't need so much. One hundred thousand is enough for graduation, you keep the others." Song Anqing refused.

   "It's okay, just take it for you." Song Mianmian doesn't know how long he can maintain this heat, and if he keeps these for his brother, he doesn't have to worry about life at least for a long time.

  Song Anqing knew Song Mianmian’s character, and said nothing.

  Waiting to transfer the money to his younger brother, Song Mianmian left one hundred thousand for himself, and then transferred all the rest to one account.

Because of the clothes, bags, and even skin care products sent by Ye Dan, Song Mianmian didn’t have to worry about being frozen, so he packed his luggage happily, and then added the director and deputy director of the program group in the evening, and communicated with the other party about the flight tomorrow. At the same time, she told Fang Yunyun to pick herself up in the morning and fell asleep in peace.

  As for Ye Dan, Song Mianmian had long forgotten about it.

  The next day.

  Song Mianmian got up at 6 o'clock in the morning to pack her things, and Fang Yunyun drove her rented car to pick up Song Mianmian at around 7 o'clock.

   "Sister Mianmian, why is Broker Fan suddenly so generous? When you arrive at Erbin, you must be careful, don't buy money!" Fang Yunyun heard what happened yesterday, not only did not feel that school was starting, but she felt a sense of horror.

   "What are you thinking about!" Song Mianmian patted Fang Yunyun, and then pretended to be generous, "Don't think about it, do it hard, and this year's end reward will be tripled for you!"

   "Damn, sister, are you okay? Suddenly being so generous I'm so scared!" Fang Yunyun knew that Song Mianmian was short of money, and not only was short of money but also stingy, especially to herself, she was so generous right now, she deliberately teased her.

  Song Mian made a cut, “I’m not the one who made a lot of money at the end of the year!”

  Fang Yunyun smiled, and then her eyes fell on Song Mianmian’s clothes, "Damn, have you bought new clothes? It's not easy!"

Said Fang Yunyun started to touch it, and then sighed, “It’s really comfortable to touch, which one is it? Why is there no brand? You won’t go to a certain cat to buy it again, right? I’m telling you that sister, you’re on fire now. If you are picked up by reporters to buy fakes and wear a street stall, you will be laughed at by the crowd."

Sometimes Fang Yunyun doesn’t understand. Although Song Mianmian hasn’t made much money in the past two years, it’s okay to make a profit after the big fire in his debut year. It can’t be said that he is rich, but he can’t afford to rent a house. She usually saves while saving, but even if she has no money, sometimes she suspects that she secretly kept a man behind her back when she is poor.

"Cough cough, no." Song Mianmian coughed awkwardly. In fact, she didn't want to be so high-profile, but she thought that she might meet reporters when she was going to the airport, so she wore Ye Dan and bought it, so she was afraid of being photographed. Scribble to the reporter.

  Of course the new clothes are warm.

   "No? Isn't it an imitation or a street stall?" Fang Yunyun said, still looking for a label.

  Song Mianmian stretched out her hand and knocked her hand out, "Why are you so tacky, you just don’t have to look good on your clothes, and there will definitely be sponsors to provide clothes when you get to the program group. What are you afraid of?"

  She was not ashamed to say that Ye Dan personally chose it for her.

  Fang Yunyun sighed, "Okay, there will be no reporters to follow this winter morning, but you were in the Rose Valley last night, did you make peace with Ye Dao? Hehe!"

  Fang Yunyun gave a very wretched hey after finishing speaking.

  Song Mianmian looked at the other person disgustingly but didn't explain too much, she didn't understand the relationship with Ye Dan now.

  But her silence seemed to Fang Yunyun to be a tacit consent, and she drove the car faster in a high mood, feeling that she and Song Mianmian were finally going to get ahead.

When the car arrived at the airport at about 7:20, Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun got out of the car with their suitcases tightly wrapped. Before they reached the boarding gate, they saw several reporters rushing over with their cameras. Fang was frightened. Yunyun was busy blocking Song Mianmian, but the group of reporters rushed behind them.

Fang Yunyun breathed a deep sigh of relief when she saw this, and then cautiously turned her head to see a young man wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket walking swagger in the hall. Several staff members followed, "He is... "

  Fang Yunyun was really clumsy and didn't recognize who the other party was.

  Song Mianmian followed Fang Yunyun’s vision, frowning slightly, with a vague impression, "It may be Zhang Shaowei."

"Zhang Shaowei? That's the greasy noodle noodle? This...is the real person and the photo too far apart?" Fang Yunyun naturally knew Zhang Shaowei, a third-line young artist who became popular in online dramas, known as Xiao Pei Ge. The debut relied on the traffic of the actor Pei, but because he performed well in the little sweet drama, he would slap a lot, but I got a lot of fans, but nothing more, I have been hovering in the third and fourth lines. The biggest coffee outside of Mianmian.

   "Hush!" Seeing Fang Yunyun's surprised mouth widened, Song Mianmian hurriedly covered her with a hush.

Fang Yunyun hurriedly stopped, but still attracted the attention of the other side. Zhang Shaowei obviously heard Fang Yunyun's words and looked over, but because they were wearing sunglasses, the two of them could not see each other's eyes clearly, so they could only nod awkwardly .

  At this time, a fan held up a sign and shouted, "Westbrook, I love you!"

   Then other fans also rushed over, slamming Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun aside, and also attracted Zhang Shaowei's attention by the way.

  Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, each carrying their suitcases to apply for a boarding pass.

  Finally avoiding the crowd, Fang Yunyun couldn’t help but whispered, “I didn’t expect Zhang Shaowei's greasy niche to have so many loyal fans!”

  The tone is a bit envious no matter how you hear it.

  Song Mianmian couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, "Turnip and cabbage have their own loves."

   "That's right, our sister Mianmian is so good, and there will definitely be many fans in the future, a hundred times more powerful than this!" Fang Yunyun said vowedly.

  Song Mianmian is noncommittal. She is not interested in how many fans she has. Rather than being liked, she wants to make money in filming and make a lot of money.

The two of them were talking, and suddenly remembered a rude concession, but before they could say that the other party had come forward, Song Mianmian was pushed directly on the ground without any precautions. Fortunately, Fang Yunyun was quick to hold on to her. But when she hit her, Ke Ren still bumped into the suitcase aside, hissing in pain.

  Song Mianmian steadied her body, turned her head and looked behind her coldly, and found that the person who hit her just now was not someone else but the assistant who had just followed Zhang Shaowei. Her face was slightly dark, and Fang Yunyun had already spoken angrily, "Apologize."

  The other party arrogantly scanned Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun, who were very ordinary at a glance, "Are you blind? We Westbrook came over and won't let it go!"

  And Zhang Shaowei behind the opponent stood by wearing sunglasses coldly.

  Fang Yunyun was irritating, and pointed to a sign not far away, "Did you see it? Line up!"

   "It's for ordinary people, not for Westbrook. Do you know who Westbrook is?" The assistant said arrogantly with his neck held up.

Song Mianmian glanced around. They were already at the boarding gate. The reporters and fans dispersed, because there were not many passengers in the winter morning, but there were still many people looking at this place. Song Mianmian stretched out his hand. Stopping Fang Yunyun, "I'm fine."

   "It's okay, what if I fell just now?" Fang Yunyun was angry, but at Shang Zhang Shaowei and the assistant bodyguard beside him, she could only bite her teeth and curse, "Now anyone can be a star."

   "What are you talking about?" The assistant asked for theory as soon as he heard it.

  Fang Yunyun squeezed out a smirk, "Guess."

   "You guys are really ignorant..."

   "A Bing, shut up." The assistant named A Bing wanted to continue arguing with Fang Yunyun, and Zhang Shaowei, who had been playing high cold next to him, finally spoke.

  The assistant stopped, but his face was full of unwillingness.

  Zhang Shaowei glanced around Song Mianmian's body, then took off his sunglasses as if in slow motion, and smiled brightly at Song Mianmian, "Sorry, my assistant was wrong just now. I apologize to both of them on his behalf."

  Fang Yunyun was taken aback for a moment, and was a little at a loss to face the other's good-looking but really greasy face. What new operation is this?

Song Mianmian frowned slightly. She had never seen a man who did this. But this man thought that his smile just fascinated the two of them, and said in a deliberately low voice, "You want to sign or take a photo, or Both?"

   "West Shaw, they treated you this way, it would be great if you promised them to sign and take a photo together!" Assistant Ah Bing muttered dissatisfied.

  Song Mianmian, Fang Yunyun, "..."

who am I? Where am i? What am i doing?

  (End of this chapter)