The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 465 Frank

   "I appreciate your honesty and boldness, you are the future Superstar of the entertainment industry."

   Zheng Qing bluntly praised.

  Although Qu Feitai is now, it does not affect his future to climb higher mountains, far from reaching his upper limit.

  Compared with this, she appreciates Qu Feitai's frankness.

  If you like it, you have to say it, and it's not what big men do at all.

  If Qu Feitai escaped just now, then she would directly blacklist this person, and there is absolutely no need for development.

  Qu Feitai pursed his lips, at this moment, Zheng Qing finally found a trace of shyness in this young man.

   is quite rare.

  Zheng Qing glanced at the mirror, falling flowers were intentional, flowing water was ruthless...

   Zheng Qing raised his hand and patted Qu Feitai's shoulder: "It's a long way to go."

  Qu Feitai lowered his eyes, "Like someone, you don't have to persistently pursue a result, as long as she is happy, I am happy, other than that, there is nothing else to ask for."

   "Your consciousness is a bit high, but it's not good for you brother." Zheng Qing winked at Qu Feitai.

   "What is the greatest thing in this world? What are the poems and songs that have been singing for thousands of years? It is love, flowers will fail, bridges will be broken, people will die, but love is eternal."

  Zheng Qing squinted at Bo Yuxun, and suddenly smiled: "I see Doctor Bo's expression, and it seems that I feel deeply about it? I think Doctor Bo's love story must be quite touching, right?"

   Bo Yuxun who was cued:…

Qu Feitai heard the words and looked at Bo Yuxun. He had heard some rumors about Bo Yuxun vaguely. In the upper class of Jingzhou, Bo Yuxun was definitely the best son-in-law. However, he was almost forty, and he was still alone. How many celebrities who hate to marry have been broken.

  Bo Yuxun smiled and shook his head, his eyes vicissitudes and helplessness.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking…."

   Zheng Qing wanted to complain that Yuan Zhen, who wrote this famous sentence through the ages, was a big scumbag. Whatever she thought of, she still endured it.

   "Doctor Bo is worthy of being the No.1 man in Jingzhou that celebrities want to marry the most. The ranking has not changed for more than ten years, so I am infatuated with you. If I were a woman, I would also want to marry you."

   Zheng Qing swung the dagger again, this time pointing at himself.

  Zheng Qing touched his nose, "I choose to be bold, come on, ravage me as much as you like."

  Qu Feitai approached Bo Yuxun and said in a low voice, "Doctor Bo, do you have any good ideas?"

Bo Yuxun has a very good impression of this President Qing. Although he is usually not a formal person, he always likes to take advantage of Mingjing, but he feels that Mingjing is a very assertive person. If she doesn't want to, no one can Take advantage of her.

   There must be a deep bond between the two of them.

   This Mr. Qing is very good at hiding. Maybe only Mingjing knows the real her.

"I have seen the courage of President Qing. Since it is a game, it is mainly entertainment. President Qing is in the entertainment industry and has many stars under his command. The mainstay of the entertainment industry in the future will all come from the hands of President Qing. What's more courageous than that."

   Zheng Qingxin said, no wonder so many little girls like him, this mouth speaks so nicely.

"Although I don't know much about the entertainment industry, I have also heard of some scandals about the entertainment industry. The flashy place must be accompanied by pickles. The nature of capital's pursuit of profit has spawned batches of pipeline-like replicas, polluting and **** audiences. The eyes are buried with talents who truly pursue their dreams, and I hope that the appearance of President Qing will bring new hope to the entertainment industry."

   Zheng Qing took a deep look at Bo Yuxun and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Dr. Bo to be a benevolent doctor who worries about the country and the people."

   Sitting up straight, Zheng Qing straightened his spine, "I'm here in the entertainment industry, not to copy cookie-cutter products, but to create myths. Doctor Bo, just wait and see."

  Bo Yuxun nodded and smiled: "I believe in President Qing's ability."

  The so-called boldness is to dare to be the first, to do what everyone cannot do and dare not to do.

  Zheng Qing turned the dagger again, this time, the dagger pointed at the mirror.

  Der Spiegel finished eating the sweet potatoes and was holding a handkerchief, wiping his fingers one by one.

  From beginning to end, she was quiet without the slightest sense of existence, but it was impossible for people to ignore her existence.

   She sat quietly, but the outdated Ziyi was completely unable to cover up the pearl-like brilliance of jade.

   is not so strong, but it is like spring wind and rain, refreshing the heart and spleen.

   All four of them looked at her in unison.

   Being watched intensely by a circle of people, Mingjing did what he was doing in a hurry.

   "I choose honesty."

   Zheng Qing snapped his fingers, "I'm waiting for your words."

   touched his chin, Zheng Qing's eyes swept across the faces of Qu Feitai and Bo Yuxun, "Doctor Bo, what do you want to ask?"

   was stunned by the cue doctor Bo, looked at Mingjing and shook his head with a smile.

   "Monks don't lie, no matter what I ask, Mingjing will not lie."

   Zheng Qing smiled, "Doctor Bo still understands."

  Bo Yuxun lowered his head, pondered for a while, then raised his head again, looking at the mirror with burning eyes.

  —

  Torrential rain swept through the town with a slump, swept the earth, and all the filth was washed away with the water.

  The streets are already empty.

  The proprietress ran home in the heavy rain, and her mother-in-law was still at home. She was really worried.

   A man in a black raincoat came over and passed her.

  The man's face was blurred in the rain curtain.

   The proprietress was stunned for a moment, and the man passed her by.

  The proprietress stomped her feet, turned around and chased after her.

   "Sir, sir, wait a minute."

  The sound of rain covered her voice, and she couldn't help raising her voice.

  The man stopped and turned to look at her.

  The proprietress lost her mind for a moment, those eyes are really wonderful.

  Simple, mysterious, deep, like an endless abyss.

The proprietress quickly reacted, "Sir, you're from out of town, right? I see your face is very raw, where are you going, it's too dangerous to rain so hard, you go back with me first, my house is a restaurant Yes, and also do hotel business, not far ahead."

   The man's jet-black pupils were dark and serene. When he was stared at, the boss's heart was furrowed, as if the pores all over his body stood up.

   The man nodded.

   The proprietress was overjoyed: "Then let's go back."

   It was raining so hard that the man walked slowly, as if walking in a garden.

   The proprietress was a little anxious: "Sir..."

  The man strutted his long legs and quickly passed the boss lady. The boss lady stared at the man's back, not knowing where the strange person came from.

   Walking into the lobby, the proprietress took off her raincoat, shook her wet hair, opened her mouth and shouted, "Xiaohong?"

  Xiaohong ran downstairs with a bang: "Second aunt, how is my second uncle?"

  The proprietress took a few sips from the tea jar on the counter, and then panted and said, "I won't die, I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days, and I would like to thank that bastard, your second uncle will be in a vegetative state if you bend it half an inch."

  Fortunately it didn't hurt the vitals.

   "By the way, what about Master Mingjing?"

   "Master Mingjing has gone up the mountain." Xiaohong looked worried.

   "It's raining so hard, I don't think I can come back today. Several people with her went to the mountains."

  The proprietress slapped her thigh: "Oh, there's nothing to eat on the mountain, and it's so cold again, Master Mingjing, don't be hungry and freezing."

  The proprietress turned around in a hurry, "I'll go to the mountain to give them food, and I must not let Master Mingjing go hungry."

   "Second aunt, your legs and feet are not good. It's raining so hard, it's too dangerous to go up the mountain now."

   "I can't take care of that much anymore." The proprietress rushed to the kitchen.

  Xiaohong then saw the man standing at the door. He was taller than the average man, wearing a black raincoat, his face hidden under the brim of his hat, looking mysterious and cold.

   The raincoat was dripping water, and soon the ground under his feet was wet.

  Xiaohong was about to ask when a limping man walked in: "I'm looking for Master Mingjing."

  Xiaohong looked at the visitor: "Uncle Wu?"

   The person who came here was Master Wu from the silver shop.

   Master Wu asked, "Where's Master Mingjing? I'll bring her something."

   "I'm sorry, Master Wu. Master Mingjing has gone up the mountain. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for the time being. If you want to give her something, I will hand it over on my behalf."

   "This is not possible, I have to hand it over to Master Mingjing by myself."

  The proprietress came out with a big bag in a hurry, "Little Hong, stay and watch the shop, take care of grandma, I'll be back before the evening."

  Xiaohong was very worried: "Second Aunt..."

   The proprietress was stopped by someone as she left.

   She looked up at the man in front of her, "Sir...?"

   The man stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

   The man's voice was low and magnetic, with a faint sense of oppression, as if an invisible hand was strangling her throat.

  The hair on the back of the proprietress stood upright, and she said tremblingly, "Sir?"

   In an instant, the pressure dissipated, and the man said lightly, "I'll go up the mountain to deliver things."

  The bag in the hands of the proprietress was taken by someone, and the man turned around and walked in front of Master Wu: "Give me the thing, and I will help you pass it to Master Mingjing."

   Master Wu looked at him vigilantly, "Who are you?"

  The proprietress quickly stood up and said, "Sir, do you know Master Mingjing?"

   The man's deep voice is particularly attractive: "My heart is longing for it."

  Yes, how many people believe in Master Der Spiegel.

   The proprietress no longer had any other doubts and said to Master Wu, "Master Wu, give him something, he wants to go up the mountain to give something to Master Mingjing."

  Master Wu then handed over a box wrapped in oilcloth to the man, and repeatedly urged: "It must be handed over to Master Mingjing with your own hands."

   The man gave a faint "Hmm" sound.

   The proprietress sighed: "Sir, I'm really bothering you, the road is slippery in rainy days, and the mountain road is not easy to walk, you must pay attention to safety."

   The man turned around and walked directly into the rain.

   The proprietress stared at the back of the man walking away in the rain, and sighed, "What a good man."

   "Boss, the mountain road is too dangerous, should I **** it for you?"

   "No, you stay in town and wait for my news."

  The man quickened his pace and hid in the mountains.

  —

   "Sister Zhen, Mingjing is finished this time. If you look at the online public opinion, it has all fallen." Li Jiaojiao couldn't help saying proudly.

   Zhao Zhen always felt that things were going too smoothly: "Where's the Shen family? It owns half of the media platform, why didn't it come out to quell public opinion."

   "I'm not too confident yet. I really think that I have a good reputation among the people. I pretend to do some charity, and I think I am a big philanthropist who helps the poor. Dream it."

   It has been three days since the public opinion fermented, and the anger of netizens in these three days has only increased. Of course, the navy is instigating the flames, but the public is once again on the opposite side of the capital.

  Der Spiegel, this flawless piece of jade, as long as there is a small gap, this precious piece of jade is instantly worthless.

  The people are good at creating gods, and even better at destroying them.

   They held the mirror up to the clouds with their own hands, and threw her into the quagmire with their own hands.

  A bad person can become a Buddha immediately when he puts down his butcher's knife. A good person, once stained with a little stain, is an unforgivable sin.

   In this world, there is never any reason to follow.

   This was a deafening question from a netizen, which was soon drowned in the vast scolding.

   "Ding Jing must hide at home and cry now. She is the most hypocritical person. I really want to see her embarrassed." Li Jiaojiao sighed.

  The phone that Zhao Zhen put aside suddenly rang rapidly, Zhao Zhen shuddered subconsciously, and glanced at the caller ID.

   breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it wasn't my cousin's phone.

   "Four Seasons Town?" Zhao Zhen frowned slightly: "What the **** is that place?"

  The man opposite the phone explained patiently, "Siji Town is at the foot of Mount Paektu."

   "Why did she go there?"

   "The specifics still need time to investigate, please give me some more time."

   hung up the phone, Zhao Zhen sneered: "It turned out to be hiding in the mountains, did she think that public opinion would let her go? Naive."

  Li Jiaojiao rolled her eyes: "Sister Zhen, why don't we just keep doing it..."

  Li Jiaojiao made a click gesture.

   Zhao Zhen's face instantly sank, and he gave her a cold look.

   "Fool, don't pull me if you want to die."

   Cousin will not let her go.

  Li Jiaojiao's face was a little aggrieved: "Sister Zhen, what are you afraid of, there is no proof in death, Master Xiao can't do anything, you are his cousin, can't you be closer to him than Mingjing?"

   "What do you know, I only want her to be ruined, I don't want her life."

   Zhao Zhen's purpose is very clear. There are many people who really want Mingjing's life, but it's not her turn. She will be the first to die.

  If she didn’t understand this truth, she would definitely not be alive until Mingjing died.

Li Jiaojiao still wanted to make a move, but Zhao Zhen interrupted her impatiently: "Enough, no one wants to rob you of your doctor Bo, isn't his sister also in Jiangzhou? Instead of trying your best to kill Mingjing, why don't you hug me? Take good care of his sister's thighs, she is the biggest help for you to marry into the Bo family."

  Li Jiaojiao's tone was very resentful: "I think so too, but Miss Bo is so high up and looks down on me, a little lady in Jiangzhou."

  She sent countless messages to Bo Yujiang, without exception, the stone sinks into the sea.

   She understood, this lady from Jingzhou has eyes on her nose, and this thigh is really hard to hold.

   (end of this chapter)