MTL - Get to Know about Wife Fan-Chapter 5

Sheng Joe’s fingers are a little trembling, jerking up and looking at the past.

Gao Meiling still smiled and took back the phone. She leaned back: "Don't look at me like this. If I spent three million to save you from the usury, these photos have long been full of websites. You To blame, you can only blame your gambling father."

She bit her teeth and tried to stay calm.

Gao Meiling continued: "Yes, this contract is unequal, but if there is no such contract, no me, you and your disabled mother, have already gone to find the gambling father below. 20,000 Less? A lot of ah, look at the current society, how many working-class people are tired and tired every month, and they can't earn so much money."

She took a sip from the teacup and sighed: "I gave you a stable, high-paying job, freeing you from the nightmare and shadows of the past. Xiao Qiao, you should thank me. You don't want to think all day long. Compared with other stars in the circle, what do you want to compare with others? You have to be born and not born, you have no education, no IQ, and you are given a stupid white sweet princess, you can give me Into the uncultivated mindfulness. In addition to this face, what else do you have?"

Sheng Qiao was set on the sofa and his body was shaking.

Gao Meiling finished the tea. After she finished speaking, she threw the 20,000-piece paper bag into her arms. "Listen to Gao Jie, how about it, how is it now? Hear, don't think about flying." "Like a soothing, give a stick and give a candy. "It's not easy to see you. So, next month I will apply for a raise, and the monthly salary is 30,000. It's very good."

Sheng Qiao clenched his fist and looked at the paper bag in his arms.

Gao Meiling waved her hand, took the bag and walked to the door, remembered something, and smiled back and said: "Yes, that beautiful drama, I will help you push it into the morning when I enter the group. Gao Jie is good to you? This afternoon Then, take a break, adjust your mindset, and let Fang Bai pick you up tomorrow morning."

The smile in her eyes gradually faded, and it became the powerful and powerful Gao Meiling: "Sheng Qiao, the disobedient person, did not end well."

The door was slammed shut.

The room was quiet, only Sheng Qiao violently gasped, one after another.

For a long time, she patted her face and closed her eyes: "Jojo, nothing. Calm, calm to find a solution. Be calm, nothing."

She opened her eyes, picked up the phone that had been on the side, turned off the recording button, saved the recording, and saved the original recordings into several mailboxes. After doing all this, walked to the water dispenser, full. Drink five glasses of water.

She took a moment to walk to the dressing room.

The floor mirror illuminates the pale girl opposite. The long hair is scattered on the chest, this face, she used to be so disgusted.

She bowed her head, bent over, and deep three shackles.

"Sheng Joe, I am sorry."

For the random attack that I did not know the truth before, I was irresponsible to knock down the keyboard to bring you the damage, for this network with the wave of savage savage.

I don't know why you disappeared, probably because you can't bear the malice that the world has brought to you. And I am also one of the murderers.

I will solve all the troubles, I will let the light shine into your dark life.

She turned and went out and picked up the phone and dialed a phone call. It took a long time for someone to pick up. She took a deep breath: "Qiao Yu, I want to see you."

The phone is inexplicable: "Which one?"

"I have some legal questions I would like to consult with you and meet for a while."

"Sorry, I have a few cases in my hand recently, and the time is more urgent. In this way, I arrange for my colleagues in the firm to connect with you first..."

"No! I only talk to you! Qiao Yu, I really need your help. I don't believe anyone except you."

The phone was silent for a moment, and finally reluctantly said: "Okay, at eight o'clock in the evening, in..."

"At the eve of the wind! I am waiting for you at the Shoufeng Pavilion."

Xifeng Shuiyu is near the Qiao family. It is a high-end teahouse that Joe’s family often loved. The concealment and environment are doing very well. Qiao Yu looked at this strange phone, "Go, see you at night."

Sheng Joe hung up the phone and was relieved.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, thinking of something, she opened the phone address book and looked up, found a note for the "mother" phone dialed.

The phone was connected very quickly, and the woman’s happy voice was in the receiver: “Jojo.”

Sheng Qiao’s tears came down.

Is this physical memory?

She **** her nose. "Mom, how are you recently?"

"I am so good, I don't have to worry about me. Recently, the weather has turned cold. The number of people who come to buy insoles is increasing. The business is very good. Jojo, you don't want to give money to your mother. I have enough money, you stay. Use it yourself, buy it well, wear it well. I see that the TV show you recently broadcast is thin. Don't starve yourself."

"Mom, that was all taken last year."

The women at the other end of the phone are the same as all the mothers who care about their daughters. Hanging up the phone, Sheng Qiao thought, have to find a time to go home to see the old man.

She flipped through the phone address book and saw the names of several familiar entertainment circles. She probably understood the circle of friends of the original owner. But the original owner seems to have no friends in the circle, and has always been alone.

Sheng Qiao logged into his own certification Weibo, the latest microblogging or the self-timer of the original main party half a month ago. There are quite a lot of comments, half of the water army, half of the black powder.

She turned over and looked at the foul words and sighed deeply. After thinking about it, I sent a Weibo: Xiao Qiao, I have to work hard to become stronger.

There will be comments soon:

- Is it black? My little Joe thief slipped.

- Even the glory of the king's glory is rampant, not saved.

- What strength does it have to force yourself? Still getting stronger, changing nm.

......

Sheng Qiao quit the account.

She also searched for her own support, except for a "Sheng Qiao Global Fan Support Association". Other stations and aids were few and far between, and they went to the "Sheng Qiao Network Investment Group" to see the latest one. Is a single digit.

Guanbo's data is better than that, but as a second-line flower, this data is really ugly.

Sheng Qiao called Fang Bai: "Xiao Bai, who is my official blog? I want to talk to the president of the support club."

Fang Bai said: "It is me."

Sheng Qiao: "..." is speechless for a while, "This way, you send the account password of Guanbo, and I will do it myself afterwards. You don't care."

Fang Bai: "???"

Do you yourself as the president of the support club?

Not long after, Sheng Qiao received his official account.

After logging in, I forwarded the Weibo that I certified my own big hair: Time will prove everything, we will wait for you to grow up.

She went to the bedroom to open the computer, downloaded the various graphics software, and made a revelation. After the picture is edited, it is issued with the official blog number, and with the text: In response to my call to become strong, Guan Bojun recruited Qiao powder here, please read the picture below carefully.

She wants to recruit fans who really like Sheng Qiao, starting from scratch, and doing the data a little bit.

During this period, she re-applied the accounts of various social apps, and the IDs were taken as: Xiao Qiao tried hard to become stronger.

Official support groups will soon be applied for.

She turned on the computer and talked privately. As the black powder of the original body, her understanding of Sheng Qiao is comparable to that of fans.

Private chat review for a long time, Sheng Qiao's fans did not come a few, but let her grab a lot of Horch fans.

These are black and black!

Busy for one afternoon, and finally passed the review into the aid group, only nine people.

Miserable is really bad...

However, it is better than nothing. Sheng Qiao got up and sent a message in the group: "Hello everyone, I am the new official support club president of Jojo team. From today, I will work with you to make Jojo more Good and hard work. The accounts of various official hits, anti-black and online investment groups have been recovered, and will be distributed to everyone according to their own situation. You are all personally selected and strictly selected as fans of the support club. I believe Everyone really likes Jojo, then, the new world, the new beginning, come together."

Sheng Qiao personally reviewed the fans, all of them are real real powder, heard the official support so to speak, suddenly beat the chicken blood as full of power, responded in the group.

Sheng Qiao will take back several official accounts, arrange them according to the work, age and rest time of the nine people, and make a different account for the different official accounts.

Looking at the group of nine people have praised her work efficiency and plans, Sheng Qiao could not help but sigh, mixed with so many years of powder circles, chasing the stars for so many years, finally come in handy!

Dealing with the support club, the sky is already dark. Sheng Qiao packed up and went out to meet Qiao Yu.

On the road, traffic jam, Qiao Yu was late for half an hour, and rushed to the evening breeze, the waiter led him to the Shoufeng Pavilion. Pushing in the door, someone is sitting cross-legged and holding a pot to make tea.

Behind it is a large landscape screen. She wears a long white dress with long hair on her chest and complements the landscape painting.

"Sorry, there is a little traffic jam on the road." Qiao Yu approached and politely reached out. The person on the bamboo mat looked up and a face that had not been applied to powder fell into his eyes.

Qiao Yu blurted out: "Sheng Qiao? How are you?"

Seeing her brother standing in front of her, she could no longer recognize him as a younger sister. Sheng Qiao felt sad in his heart and tried to keep smiling: "How can I be me? Sit."

Qiao Yu sat down in surprise.

That night, Sheng Qiao was crazy at the door of Qiao's house. He had always had a lingering fear. He had never figured out why the female star appeared at his door and said those strange words. I didn't expect that she actually took the initiative to find the door today.

Qiao Yu looked at her with vigilance: "Sheng Joe, what do you want to find me?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Qiao: I not only give myself as the president of the support club, I will also do my own anti-black list to do the data.