Chapter 385

Jiangzhou.

Another ordinary Saturday.

A Cadillac stopped at the gate of the villa.

The window was half down, revealing the woman's capable and beautiful face.

"Hello, my name is Dai. I'm here to send a dress to miss Mingjing."

Mao er remembered: "the eldest lady informed me in advance. Please go in quickly."

The words raised the gate.

Daisy smiled gratefully and started the car to drive in through the gate.

The assistant in the co pilot's seat looked at the green mountains and green waters in front of him and exclaimed, "is this the rumored ran family? It's too deep. It directly occupied a mountain."

Many people know little about the ran family. After the exposure of Spiegel's life experience, everyone actively or passively learned about the ran family. The more they know, the more startled they are, but they didn't see the shock with their own eyes.

Then the assistant said with some worry, "I heard that the owner of the ran family is terrible. In case he doesn't like us..."

How do you feel like stepping into a wolf's nest?

"Don't think so much. We were invited by Miss Mingjing. She won't let us have an accident."

There are people in black patrolling the manor from time to time. They wear uniform black uniforms, with regular steps and serious faces. It's oppressive to look at them.

In front of a triumphal arch, a man in black stopped them and said that they could not drive in behind and had to walk.

They can only get out of the car and walk inside with things. It's a worthwhile trip to enjoy the scenery here.

Until a castle in a fairy tale appeared in front of them, they were silly at the same time.

A sweet looking young girl came out with a smile: "is Dai always there? The eldest lady has been waiting for a long time. Come with me."

Daisy is calm. Her assistant has soft legs.

Xiaohua took them to a lounge on the second floor. Mingjing sat in front of the tea table and made tea.

"Mr. Dai, you're all right."

Daisy said with a smile, "it's not easy to see Miss Spiegel now."

Mingjing handed her a cup of tea, and Daisy took it with both hands.

After drinking tea, she was ready to get down to business. "The dress for Miss Mingjing to participate in the event tomorrow will be designed and made by me. I'll show it to miss Mingjing today. If you are not satisfied, you can modify it."

Daisy took the gift box from her assistant, opened the lid, took out her skirt and shook it off. The moon white star skirt was shining and beautiful. No girl would not like it.

I tried on the mirror. Both the chest line and waist line are very suitable. They are tailor-made and perfect.

Daisy sighed: "this dress is unique in the world. It should be my gift to miss Mingjing. Thank Miss Mingjing for her publicity and care for our brand in the past six months. Of course, a dress is not enough to repay. Let's count it as my little heart."

The bright mirror's face was always light, smiled and nodded: "I like it very much."

Daisy didn't stay at Ran's house much. Next, she had to go to Zhu's house to send Mingxin a dress.

Yes, Mingxin will also participate in tomorrow's Fashion Festival. Now she is Yu girl and has signed a film and television company. Tomorrow will be her new entertainment circle. The journey will start with this little black dress.

It is the expectation and blessing of the mirror.

"Younger martial sister, I won't let you down."

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"Miss, the litchi just airlifted in is fresh."

"Young lady, are you tired? I'll pinch your shoulder. I've studied with professional technicians..."

Xiaohua turns around the mirror attentively. The mirror has no choice but to say, "will you go with me tomorrow?"

Xiaohua said with a surprised look: "Miss, you guessed my idea. We have a tacit understanding. I'll be your assistant tomorrow."

The mirror smiled, bowed his head and began to write the script.

Xiaohua is busy serving tea and pouring water. She doesn't dare to disturb the mirror at all.

She saw a thick stack of documents next to her, and the three big words on the cover were very eye-catching.

Isn't this the name of a popular novel?

Yun Shangfeng thought that when she was in high school, she stayed up late every day to see how many tears she shed for the sadistic love of the protagonist in the novel.

Looking at the mirror, she was concentrating on typing in front of the computer and didn't notice her at all.

Xiaohua secretly reached out and touched the document.

When I opened it, I was attracted in an instant.

This story, no matter when you read it, has a fascinating charm.

Before she knew it, she had finished half of it.

Later, she found out that this was a film and television script.

A film and television script adapted from a novel.

Although she still remembers the plot of yunshangfeng's story clearly over the past few years, in this script, she has made reasonable adaptation, repaired many bugs, and made the story more beautiful and moving.

Mingjing took a drink from his glass and looked at Xiaohua.

Xiaohua couldn't wait to ask, "Miss, did you write this script?"

Mingjing said with a smile, "yes."

"Ah ah..." Xiaohua jumped up excitedly: "is yunshangfeng going to make a movie? It's still the script you wrote, miss. I'm so surprised..."

The child spoke incoherently as if he were crazy.

"Young lady, your script is also very good. Although I don't know much about script adaptation, your script is better than the original, with fuller feelings. Many bugs have been repaired to make the story fuller. Like a flesh and blood person, young lady, you are my idol."

"Really? I also like this story very much, so my friend wanted to make a film, so I volunteered to take over the job. I'm relieved if you like it."

"Really want to make a movie? Who plays my male god Mu Feng? No actor in the entertainment industry can perform Mu Feng's temperament..."

"We haven't decided on an actor yet. We'll have an audition next week. If you're interested, you can come."

Xiaohua pointed to herself, "can I go to the audition, too?"

Make complaints about her face, she Tucao: "my appearance is only suitable for playing the girl servant girl."

"You've seen the script. Which role are you interested in?"

Xiaohua's eyes turned. Miss, this is to help her go through the back door. "Yange, I like Yange best, dare to love and hate, and be loyal to the female Lord. The key is her baby face. I don't want to face. I think I'm quite consistent."

"But miss, you don't have to open the back door for me. I want to compete for posts. This is my favorite novel. It would be very happy if I could participate."

"Well, I hope you can get what you want."

Mingjing sent the script to Xiaohua's email: "just print it out. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

The play of the count of Monte Cristo written by Der Spiegel.

Xiaohua said with a smile, "Miss, we'll rehearse at that time. You must come as the chief screenwriter."

At this time, Mingjing's cell phone rang, and she picked up her cell phone to answer.

"That Bo Yujiang is coming to Jiangzhou. I'm busy these two days and can't spare time to entertain her. Send someone to pick her up at the airport and arrive at Jiangzhou airport at six this afternoon."

"I don't know what the hell this man is doing. Isn't her twin brother in Jiangzhou? Why don't you find her brother? It's estimated that the relationship between brother and sister is not good..."

Zheng Qing found that Mingjing had not spoken and asked, "if it's inconvenient for you to send a driver to pick her up."

"OK, I see."

Hung up the phone and looked at the time in the mirror. Now it's just in time to start.

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There were a lot of people in Jiangzhou airport. Bo Yujiang walked out of the entrance and saw a young girl holding a sign with her name on it.

"Hello, I'm Bo Yujiang."

The girl smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Bo. President Qing arranged for me to pick you up. Give me your luggage and I'll take you to the hotel."

Bo Yujiang followed her out of the airport. At six o'clock, the whole city was in full bloom.

After taking a deep breath, Bo Yujiang took off his sunglasses and his eyes reflected the lights all over the sky. He couldn't see the end at a glance.

Jiangzhou, she finally came back.

Where you start, you end.

Send people to the hotel and arrange the top presidential suite. Xiaohua smiled and said, "Miss Bo, please rest early and call me if you have something."

Bo Yujiang closed the door and sneered with disdain.

At midnight, a man armed with a hat and mask left the presidential suite and disappeared at the gate of the hotel.

In a black car opposite the hotel, the girl put away the flat plate and said faintly, "follow up."

Xiaohua in the driver's seat holds the steering wheel with both hands and looks excited. Is this tracking?

It's too exciting.

"Don't worry, miss. I promise not to lose it."

She felt uncomfortable at the first sight of the woman. There was something wrong with the man.

The man stopped a taxi and soon disappeared into the sea of cars.

Xiaohua has superb skills and always keeps a short distance.

Finally, the taxi stopped in front of the Earl's residence in the high-end villa area of the western district.

Through the night, the mirror saw that the woman walked into the community unimpeded. Her eyes were gradually deep, like a cold pool for thousands of years, cold to the bone.