MTL - Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend-Chapter 21 There are ghosts!
The poor Ren Ren, can only watch the best spirit stone was bought by Zhou Yunqing. The special safe for the original stone is closed, and the aura of the full room is also dispersed.
Ren Qiao looked at Zhou Yunqing with anger and angrily left. What is great, she will find other elite spiritual stones. She doesn't believe it. Is it the whole water blue star, is this only a spiritual stone?
The host announced the successful completion of the charity auction, followed by the Tang family feast, and unrelated people have withdrawn. A woman wearing a purple cheongsam, with the support of everyone, slowly came. I saw her cheongsam embroidered with golden phoenix, with emerald bracelets in her hands, and she was honored in the crowds.
Tang Tianyang was overjoyed and greeted him and said, "Mom!"
Others bowed respectfully: "Old lady."
The person who came here was Yan Yuzhen, who was previously rehabilitated in the temple, and Tang Tianyang’s mother. Ling Qing smiled and turned to Tang Tianyang and said, "I said Mom will come, you still don't believe."
Tang Tianyang had to serve this. He personally went out and could not convince Yan Zhenzhen, or Ling Qing had a way.
Tang Shaoshi has a sweet mouth and smiles happily: "Grandma, you look so good! I thought it was a fairy who went down."
Tang Ya is not far behind. "Grandma, I copied a Buddhist scripture and prayed for you. I didn't bring it to you. I will send it to you tomorrow."
Yan Zhenzhen nodded and nodded, boasting: "It's all good kids." Sitting for a while, she got up and went to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, the voltage suddenly became unstable, and the lights were extinguished, accompanied by the current of the stabbing. Yan Zhenzhen just opened the faucet and saw a beautiful face in the mirror. The woman wore a black dress, pale as paper, and her lips were red and bloody.
Yan Zhenzhen only felt a gust of wind, blowing in the haze, scared her soul away, and shouted: "Ghost!"
With a splash, Ren Qiao saw the old lady falling down and fainted. She quickly picked up the old man and dialed an emergency number. There were more and more people around her. Ling Qing found it: "What happened?"
Someone next to explain: "An old lady fainted."
"Mom?" After clearing Yan Zhenzhen, Ling Qing quickly asked for help. "Fast, lift her up and let the family doctor come over!"
A group of people walked away and the bathroom was quiet again. Ren Qiao continued to wash his hands and took a look at the mirror, and he was very upset. Even if the voltage is unstable, can she be so scary? Actually mistaken for being a ghost!
Because Yan Zhenzhen suddenly fainted, this family feast ended. However, it is enough for her to attend. As one of Tang’s most authoritative elders, she appears here to recognize Tang’s identity. Other Tang’s side branches naturally have no objection.
In the vip ward, Ling Qing, who was wearing a ginger-colored skirt, cut his head and cut the apple. It was like cutting the onion and the action was ripe. The peel peeled off layer by layer, revealing the hydrated white flesh.
On the bed, Yan Yuzhen opened his eyes, and his emotions were still in the previous horror. He screamed with anger and shouted: "Ghost! Ghost!"
"Look at you like this, where is the spirit of the year?" Ling Qing tilted her and said carelessly, "How? Dare to do something wrong, but also afraid of knocking on the door?"
Ling Qing put the cut apple in his mouth and bite it bit by bit. The apple is sweet and watery. Smell the smell, listen to the sound, Yan Zhenzhen can not help but swallow a sip, she just woke up, her mouth is thirsty, I really want to drink water.
Tang Tianyang walked in and saw the scene in front of him for a moment. Ling Qing came to take care of the patient, how to eat it yourself?
Ling Qing smiled a little: "I am going to cut the apple for my mother, Mom must let me eat."
Yan Zhenzhen quickly accompanies: "Xiao Qing is too hard to stay with the bed here. I don't like to eat apples, let her eat."
When Yan Zhenzhen woke up, Tang Tianyang said: "I am going to call a doctor."
After the son left, Yan Zhenzhen’s mouth twitched a bitter smile. When she was arrogant, Chunshen City’s privilege circle respected her for three points. I didn’t expect to be in the ward, I had to look at the face of my daughter-in-law, and I couldn’t even drink hot water. The most ridiculous thing is that she has to take the initiative to cover Ling Qing.
Ling Qing raised his hand, and the apple core slid a beautiful arc in the air and landed in the trash. She shrugged: "When you fall to this end of the day, who can you blame? You can't live your life!"
Yan Zhenzhen was forced by the Qing Dynasty to surrender the Tang family's power and forced to hide in the temple to clean up, but his mind is still there. In a short time, he has already understood: "She is not a ghost, it is Tang Yan! It really is that horrible." The daughter, the monk looks really like it!" she said with a grin.
Such a sly expression appeared on the face of an old lady, making her originally full of wrinkled skin, more horrible. Even wearing a bead, there is no buddha, but it is like a goblin crawling out of hell.
Ling Qing stretched out a lazy waist, washed his hands, sat back in the chair, pulled out a fashion magazine, and did not lift his head: "Don't be a swearing person, accumulate some morality."
Yan Zhenzhen did not curse any more, and his neck shrank into the quilt. I can see that she is very jealous of Ling Qing.
Tang Jia Villa, in a pink and tender bedroom, Ren Qiao wearing silk bean paste pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the bed. She bit a highlighter in her mouth and writes and draws on paper from time to time. Beside her, there are a lot of artist information.
Ren Qiao is planning the development route of Xing Can in the future. The current situation is that the billions illegally encroached by Ming Yuan and Wu Wenqi have already returned to the books. At the beginning, the general manager Zuo Haocheng, perhaps already aware of the problem, but he did not dare to face Mingyuan, but also afraid to take responsibility, will lead to resignation.
Asked of course, we should continue to shoot. In the original book, this fantasy system was finally successful, and the box office went straight to the bottom of the billion, becoming a phenomenon-level work. Star Can media has returned to the first-class echelon of entertainment. The most urgent task is capital. On the one hand, the scene has not yet been completed, and on the other hand, it has not been started for a long time, and the labor cost cannot be consumed.
In the original book, Zhanhong Enterprise took over Xingcan Media and added 1 billion investment to ease the urgent need. Ren Qiao is not Zhou Yunqing, no exhibition macro for her support. She is so planning, first make a few small-cost movies, to be small and big. Those movie shooting cycles are short, and the money is fast, so you can ask slowly.
The reason why she has this idea is to benefit from her familiarity with the plot. In the book, there is a talented newcomer director, born out of the world, his creativity is unrestrained, and the small-cost movie he shoots is applauded. As long as he can dig him, isn’t it?
Ren Qiao is in the illusion of beauty, slamming, Tang Ya pushes the door in, picks up a piece of paper, sweeps a few eyes, picks an eyebrow: "Sister, you are really dedicated, so late to analyze the artist. This Small fresh meat is very hot, it seems to be a summer entertainment. How, you intend to eat from the tiger's mouth?"
"Tang, Ya! I clearly locked the door! How did you come in?"
Tang Ya seems to be unaware of Ren Joe’s anger and smiles and says: “My iris can open your door, but you can’t open me, who makes me and the housekeeper good. Sister, I am here to remind you. Don't forget the business. If you chase Zhou Yunqing and have half the effort to take care of Xingshang, the Renda couple are now standing in front of you."
Ren Qiao was driven by her waves, and did not look back. Anyway, the 200 million auction of the quiet residence has already arrived. After finding the parents through the wind, I will calculate the general ledger with her!
Yanjing City, Yun Mozhai, Fang Lao received a phone call from the distant ocean, his granddaughter Fangran: "Grandpa, I heard that you are looking for people to ask about the contact information of the wind, what happened?"
Fang Ran studied abroad, Fang Lao did not want to trouble her, said: "Nothing, you study hard, don't care about these things."
Fang Ran smiled and snarled: "Grandpa, my friend is in the wind, maybe I can help." This is of course a fake, just want to swear old words.
Fang Lao really took the trick: "Don't bother, after I introduced it, I have already contacted the people of the wind. I just went to their company yesterday to pay the money. The location is really mysterious, and it is hidden in the city."
"That is to say, people who are not the wind come to you, is someone introducing you to them?" Fang Ran’s voice is serious. "Grandpa, you are cheated! The standard of the wind has always been - only the wind and the initiative to contact others No one can find the wind. No one has ever been to the wind, the address you got is probably fake!"
"Impossible! This is a big project of 200 million. They are very cautious. I specially took the tour to the Intelligence Department. How can there be a fake?" Fang Laosheng’s voice rose because he was too excited, clenched his fists, and had a blue vein on his back. Out.
"Grandpa, this way, the wind you are going to must be fake. The real wind is a behemoth hidden in the dark, 200 million for them, just a glimpse of the hair, it is impossible for you to visit their core"
Fang Lao’s hand holding the mobile phone began to tremble. This is the last hope of the singer’s gimmick. Wouldn’t it be messed up by himself?
Fang sighed: "200 million is not a small amount, Yun Mozhai does not have so much liquidity at all, do you sell Ren Qiao's painting?" She logged into the search site, entered the secluded residence, and retrieved Tang Jia Charity. The information on the auction surprised her.
"Grandpa, what the **** is going on? How can Ren Qiao become Tang Yan? I want to know and answer me again. You won't be able to remember me for a while. If you really want to find the wind, you can't help me. You know, I still have some face on the road. If you don't say it, I have to ask for it myself."
The famous thousand-faced fox is a little face on the road! If it was not the name of the granddaughter, Yun Mozhai could not kill a **** road in the summer of the summer. The hesitation in Fang Laojiao retreats: "Well, I said!"
