Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 279 The Flower of Wealth

Jing Tian's information was accurate; just as they were about to wrap up work in the afternoon, Qianqian arrived with a large group of people.

Not only did they give each person a drink, but they also gave each person a wallet.

Another tens of thousands went out. Liu Jing sat in the corner and sighed, "They're really generous."

This was originally Jing Tian's spot, but now it's his.

Little rich woman, rich woman, very rich woman, truly rich woman...

The four beauties stood together, chatting happily, completely forgetting who was the boss in this play.

Jing Tian is a young heiress who receives over a million yuan in pocket money every year.

The rich woman is Xixi. She can earn money on her own, and her annual film and record fees and commercial expenses amount to tens of millions.

The wealthy woman is Li Mengdie, who not only has Samsung shares given to her by her father, but also owns New Life Films.

Zhang Min is the real millionaire. Aside from Chunqiu, she owns properties all over the country, and with Huayang, her net worth is at least a billion. She didn't have a father to give her any money; she earned it all herself.

After finishing work today, Gao Yuanyuan said goodbye to Qianqian and went straight back to the hotel.

When these four people get together, it's a circle of the wealthy and powerful; they definitely won't talk about the gossip and scandals of the entertainment industry.

There's no need to force yourself into a circle that doesn't belong to yours. They might not care, but you'll definitely feel uncomfortable.

Neither the staff nor the actors around them would be so tactless as to approach them.

Li Mengdie's Chinese proficiency has become increasingly impressive, and she is now able to communicate normally with the other three women.

Liu Jing was bored and flipped through Jing Tian's notes. Today, the style of her notes was a bit off.

The first thing that catches the eye is a portrait of a person; if it weren't for the character "景" (jing, meaning scenery) written on his forehead, he wouldn't have recognized himself at all.

Then came a series of hastily written records, none of which were related to filming.

"Jing is quite handsome. How come I never noticed before? Is this what they mean by 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'?"

"Jing is so gentle. He's a few months younger than me (draw an X), but he gives off a fatherly vibe."

"Jing is great in every way, except he's too much of a womanizer. But being a womanizer is a good thing, if he weren't, I wouldn't have a chance."

"Jing Ge might be sick. I've already started a fire, and he still hasn't put out any water. I checked this morning, and a normal person wouldn't take that long."

"Brother Jing is truly talented, skilled in both literature and martial arts. There's a saying that goes, 'He can bring peace to the world with his pen, and he can conquer the universe on horseback.' The last two lines don't sound very nice, but they seem to suit him quite well. 'He meets women on the bed, and he meets shoes in the pit.'"

"When I get back to Yandu, I'll take Jing Ge to listen to the crosstalk performance by Deyun Society, and while I'm at it, I'll give Wang Pangzi some Tibetan secret fat-reducing products."

……

Liu Jing couldn't stand it anymore, not because his reflections had become a diary, but because a bond skill had been generated.

[The "Wealthy Flower" bond skill has been generated. Please check your inbox.]

[Bond: Jing Tian]

[Level: Level 1]

[Fame Value: 37]

【Favourability: 91】

[Entertainment Atmosphere: 2324/91000]

[Bond Skill: The Flower of Wealth and Prosperity – One part effort, ten parts reward. Water her with care, and she will bloom with the most beautiful flowers. If her heart is malevolent, she is the Datura. When you invest money in her, your business will prosper. When you invest your emotions in her, your family will become more harmonious. When you help her create high-quality works, the artistic and cultural benefits will be multiplied. When you try to harm her, you will suffer varying degrees of backlash.]

"My God! Luckily, besides lusting after her body and wanting her to earn more entertainment revenue for me, I didn't have any other ill intentions, and I certainly wouldn't harm her." Liu Jing gasped.

This skill is truly unique; no wonder it took several hours to generate.

Of the nine synergies, five have already generated synergy skills.

Sisi has "Telepathy", Gao Yuanyuan has "A Pair of Phoenixes", Yang Mi has "Sworn Brotherhood", Shu Chang has "Double Happiness", and Jing Tian has "Wealthy Flower".

Of these skills, Jing Tian's is the most complex, and she is the only one who carries a backlash.

Used well, it's like divine assistance. Used poorly, it's like a knife stabbing yourself.

This flower of wealth and honor will bear fruit whatever it is watered with.

Liu Jing closed the notebook, clapped his hands, and pondered how to maximize its use.

He absolutely has no intention of harming anyone. He'd rather cherish such a beautiful and precious plant than hurt her.

The film crew gradually emptied out, and most of the actors went straight back to their hotels or went out to relax after filming.

After the staff finished packing up, they dispersed one by one, and gradually only a few people remained in the entire film crew.

The four beauties ran out of things to talk about, not because they had nothing to say, but because they were fishing.

But the fish sat in the corner, showing no intention of taking the bait. Judging from its expression, its attention was not on them at all.

The four of them felt deeply frustrated. Was it because there were too many of them that he dared not come over?
"Things aren't what they used to be. I've been filming all day, and my back and waist are aching. You guys chat, I need to go back and rest; I really can't take it anymore." Zhang Min rubbed her lower back and massaged her legs; it seemed she wouldn't be getting a massage tonight.

"Ms. Min, let me treat you to Korean food," Li Mengdie quickly invited.

"Don't worry about me, you young people can eat by yourselves." Zhang Min shook her head, she couldn't get used to that stuff. "Qianqian, please take good care of Mengdie for me, she's our honored guest."

"Then Sister Min has to reimburse me," Qianqian said with a playful smile.

Zhang Min was stunned; she hadn't seen such a smile in a long time.

"Haha, reimbursement, absolutely reimbursement." Zhang Min laughed heartily, even happier than Xixi.

Jing Tian also wanted to leave. She had just pushed Jing Ge last night, and she still felt a little guilty when facing Qian Qian.

However, her guilt was limited; there was nothing wrong with unmarried couples experiencing life together before marriage. Even if Jing Ge initiated it, she wouldn't report him.

She glanced at Liu Jing every now and then; the notebook was still in his hand, and she was too embarrassed to ask for it back.

Oh no, he saw it. I wonder what he'll think of me.

Wait! He doesn't seem to be looking. Why isn't he looking?

Ignoring the conflicted Jing Tian and Zhang Min who had already left, Xixi walked straight towards Liu Jing.

Li Mengdie followed closely behind, and Jing Tian hesitated for a moment before following her.

The chat venue has shifted, this time centered around Liu Jing, creating yet another unique scene.

"Are you planning to join the crew early?" Liu Jingting asked, puzzled.

He invited Sissi to play the role of the woman in yellow, but Sissi declined.

She's played too many period dramas, all of them the same type of role, and she doesn't want to be typecast.

Miracles happen with great effort. After Liu Jing's repeated efforts, Xixi had no choice but to agree.

The final battle scenes were filmed last, and Sisi joined the crew in mid-May.

"I finished my training early and was passing by, so I came to take a look." Xixi pushed Liu Jing aside and sat down on the stool herself.

This child is so tactless; he doesn't know how to give up his seat for his older sister and has no respect for elders or children.

Li Mengdie pulled over a stool, gently lifted her skirt, and sat down gracefully.

Liu Jing secretly shook his head; the fairy sister's character was truly worrying.

With her thighs crossed over her legs, thankfully she wasn't wearing a skirt, otherwise she would have looked terrible.

"You haven't done anything bad, have you?" Liu Jing asked suspiciously. He felt that something was amiss, as he had gone around halfway around the world just to make the trip convenient.

The fact that they didn't make a phone call or send a text message before returning speaks volumes.

This is how Sisi behaved when she did bad things as a child.

She won't tell you on her own initiative, but she will quietly come to your side, waiting for you to discover her.

She used to have a small dog at home. She put the dog in the washing machine, and the dog pooped in it.

Sisi clung to Sister Li's clothes, following her wherever she went, but she wouldn't say what had happened.

When Sister Li was doing laundry, she discovered the tragedy and chased Qianqian halfway around the yard with a feather duster.

"I... what bad things could I possibly do?" Sisi felt awkward and didn't dare to look Liu Jing in the eye.

“Sissi made Jackie Chan cry, so she was too embarrassed to stay in Los Angeles for training. I asked the producer and the training program to let her come back early,” Li Mengdie said with a smile.

"Mengdie, you promised you wouldn't tell, why are you like this?" Qianqian stomped her foot.

She didn't feel proud; instead, she felt ashamed, which meant she hadn't mastered her strength properly.

She didn't want to see anyone laugh at her; it was too shameful.

"You made Cheng Long cry? How did you do that? What did you use? Did he bleed? Was he injured? How long did he cry?" Jing Tian asked excitedly, transforming into Blue Cat, full of admiration for Qianqian.

"Did he bully you?" Liu Jing asked with a stern face.

"Can you two ask them one by one?" Sisi sighed helplessly. If she didn't explain soon, there would be problems.

Before she came back, she told Li Mengdie not to tell Liu Jing, because he was laughing at her for not telling. If there was any misunderstanding, it would be terrible.

Looking back now, Li Mengdie just smiled and didn't say a word about not reporting it.

Little did she know, this best friend was a complete tacit informant. This wasn't the first time she'd leaked information about her to Liu Jing.

"Jackie Chan and Sissi were sparring, and Sissi punched him in the nose. He bled, and he cried too. When we came back, he was in the hospital receiving treatment; his nasal bone was slightly fractured." Li Mengdie was also quite excited; her sister was truly amazing, managing to make a kung fu superstar cry.

Jackie Chan is famous in China and Hollywood, as well as in Japan and South Korea. He is an idol to many people.

“We really are siblings,” Liu Jing murmured.

Ten years ago, he punched Cheng Long in the nose on the banks of the Yangtze River, and Cheng Long cried.

"Siblings," Sisi corrected instinctively.

“We’re siblings too.” Jing Tian followed up on Qianqian’s words, wanting to take the opportunity to clarify their generational relationship.

Suddenly noticing Liu Jing's unfriendly gaze, she chuckled twice, "Actually, siblings are quite nice, I just happen to need an older brother."

Sisi was too lazy to pay attention to this oddball. "It wasn't Cheng Long who challenged me to a fight. I saw him sparring with Li Lianjie and got a little itchy. He said he wouldn't fight with a woman, but the uncle provoked him a bit, and that's when he agreed. I guess he wasn't prepared. We exchanged a few blows, and I punched him."

"Then why did you hit his nose? Was it the most conspicuous spot?" Jing Tian asked curiously.

"It seems...yes." Sisi was embarrassed.

After she leveled up, she frequently fought against Liu Jing, repeatedly losing but never giving up.

When she fought Jackie Chan, she thought he was as skilled as Liu Jing. But after a few moves, she realized it wasn't like that at all. This world-class kung fu superstar seemed to be only so-so in terms of martial arts.

The other person's nose was waving in front of her eyes, and she quickly threw a punch, hitting him squarely.

If it were wood, the punch would be blocked halfway through.

Sisi reacted quickly, saying that the other party hadn't dodged, to save face for her brother. Cheng Long covered his nose, speechless with embarrassment, "It's not that I didn't dodge, it's that I didn't even have time to react."

He secretly warned himself not to fight these two siblings again, as he had already failed twice.

After this battle, Sisi realized that she was quite capable and could probably hold her own against professional martial arts masters. These performer-style kung fu experts were no match for her.

"Sister Qianqian, you taught me martial arts, so I want to punch him in the nose too." Jing Tian hugged Qianqian tightly and wouldn't let go.

She had this thought since she was a child; every time she saw Jackie Chan on TV, she wanted to punch him in the nose.

Unexpectedly, Sister Sisi actually did it, so her thought of dying was rekindled.

"Haha..." Li Mengdie laughed. This girl was really interesting; she had her eyes on Cheng Long's nose.

"Your purpose in practicing martial arts is so simple." Sisi was both amused and exasperated.

"Is it okay?" Jing Tian asked coquettishly.

“Okay! But you have to become my apprentice before I can…” Qianqian said with a doting look, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, pulling Jingtian, who was about to kneel down, “You silly goose, I was just joking, you’re really going to kowtow? I’ll teach you, you and Changchang will both teach you, there are no conditions.”

"Hehe..." Jing Tian chuckled foolishly.

"Mengdie, I've noticed something." Liu Jing put his hand to his forehead; this girl was hopeless.

However, since Cheng Long didn't bully Sissi, he was relieved.

"What's the problem?" Li Mengdie asked with a smile, clearly satisfied with Jing Tian.

“Every time I join a production, you find something to talk to me about. It seems like we have nothing to discuss when I’m not on set,” Liu Jing joked.

Sisi chuckled, and upon reflection, realized it was true.

Last year, when filming "Rush Hour 3", Li Mengdie visited them on set in the United States, and they reached a deep collaboration.

When filming "The Warlords", Li Mengdie came to Beijing on behalf of her father and reached an agreement with Liu Jing.

Li Mengdie's visit this time was really without any mission; she was simply accompanying Xixi back to China.

Sisi received training in the United States, had a strong foundation, and completed the course ahead of schedule.

Li Mengdie is also at Lionsgate, so the two sisters will naturally meet.

Upon arriving in China, she felt that something was missing if she didn't see Liu Jing, and that her trip wouldn't be perfect.

"Dad asked me to urge you on how the fundraising is going. The situation in the US isn't looking good; he has a bad feeling." Li Mengdie, who had nothing to do, insisted on having something to say after hearing Liu Jing's words. "We've raised two billion. Tell your dad to get ready." Liu Jing snorted, thinking, "Who does he think he is?" Old Li wanted to see Qin Shi's strength, so let him see it.

"Oh, I will." Li Mengdie didn't seem to care. Two billion was a lot of money, almost equal to the value of her shares in Samsung.

"US dollars, not Korean won," Liu Jing reminded him.

Sisi's eyes widened. "You're just spouting nonsense. Where are you going to get two billion US dollars?"

She did know something about Qin Shi, although it was all passively learned.

Qin Shi manages a considerable amount of assets, but not much cash. He could scrape together 2 billion RMB, but 2 billion USD? That would be impossible without selling his Tencent stock.

This stock is impossible to sell; not only Liu Jing, but even Sister Li wouldn't agree.

"Oh, okay." Li Mengdie was only slightly surprised, not really shocked.

Two billion US dollars is a lot, but the Lee family can still control Samsung.

With a market capitalization of several billion US dollars, it's not difficult for Qin Shi Capital to come up with two billion.

Although Samsung's market value far exceeds that of Qin Shi, the Lee family does not hold a large share of the company.

The Lee family has maintained firm control over the Samsung Group through its unique shareholding structure.

In terms of assets, the Li family is stronger than Qin Shi Capital, but not by much.

However, the industries controlled by the Li family, the industrial chain they dominate, and their global standing are far beyond what the Qin Dynasty could match.

Liu Jing learned a lot from Old Li during his dealings with Samsung; this is knowledge that no amount of money could teach you.

Industry is the body of the economy, while finance is its lifeblood.

A healthy financial system serves industrial innovation and efficiency improvement, while a sound industrial sector provides a sustainable return foundation for finance.

The two complement each other and are indispensable; only through coordinated and symbiotic development can long-term growth be achieved.

Qin Shi Capital lacks a foundational industrial base and has a simplistic investment structure. If it weren't for its unparalleled advantages, it wouldn't be able to withstand any major upheavals. A few waves could easily capsize the Qin Shi ship.

Liu Jing gradually realized the problem and began to work on solving it.

Many Chinese internet companies have traces of their American counterparts.

Due to China's unique economic structure, foreign companies often struggle to adapt to the local environment.

The Chinese learn from the West, adopting their models for imitation and innovation, and building local internet infrastructure.

Imitators are as numerous as carp crossing a river, but only one in two will succeed.

Liu Jing also wanted to give it a try. You guys can imitate eBay, Google, ICQ, and YouTube, so I can imitate others too.

He's going to the US on a business trip soon and plans to explore the country and stay there for a while.

"Brother Jing, are you going to raise funds?" Jing Tian hesitated for a moment.

"Mengdie's father wants to partner with Qin Shi to establish an investment company. We'll provide whatever funds he provides in return," Qianqian explained.

“I have an uncle who has a lot of money on hand, but he doesn’t know where to invest. Why don’t you two meet him?” Jing Tian suggested.

"Let Sister Li see him, I won't go," Liu Jing agreed.

In his view, the US internet industry is full of treasures, but unfortunately he doesn't have the money.

Old Li was interested in Qin Shi's luck, while Qin Shi was interested in Samsung's money.

"They're about to close up here. Are you planning to spend the whole night chatting and meditating under the dim light of a lamp?" Sisi didn't understand these things and wasn't very interested.

"Let's go! It's on me today, everyone can eat whatever they want." Liu Jing stretched, another beautiful day ahead.

Zhang Min, Gao Yuanyuan, Jing Tian, ​​and my daughter Qianqian are all here.

He has the ability to take on four opponents, but he lacks the courage to do so.

"I want to eat bluefin tuna sashimi, Belon oysters, French blue lobster, Almas caviar..." Jing Tian couldn't continue, so Liu Jing sealed her mouth with his notebook.

This girl has a real appetite; she could eat a landlord out of house and home. He just wanted to treat everyone, estimating the bill to be 1,000 yuan, to entertain guests who had come from afar.

Liu Jing thought for a moment and wondered if spending money on Jing Tian would fulfill the conditions for the bond skill.

He put away his notebook, his face kind. "Jing Tian, ​​since you want to eat, I'll definitely treat you today. What else would you like to eat? Don't worry about the price, I'll buy it for you."

Sisi shuddered and instinctively took two steps back. She could vaguely see a pit in front of her.

“Brother, have you ever heard the saying, ‘A weasel pays New Year’s greetings to a chicken’? That’s exactly what you are like.” Jing Tian linked arms with Qian Qian, feeling safe only here.

"I know weasels, do they celebrate the Spring Festival too? Why do they wish chickens a Happy New Year?" Li Mengdie asked in surprise.

"It's bored." Liu Jing didn't want to explain; he was too tired.

"I have to film tomorrow, so I need to go to bed early tonight. Sister Qianqian, you guys go ahead, I won't go." Jing Tian calmed down after her initial excitement subsided.

Sister Xixi came all this way, it's not easy for her. Let her have Brother Jing tonight, after all, this filming will continue for a long time, and she and Brother Jing will have a long future together.

"I'm not going either. Flying is too painful. I just want to sleep right now." Li Mengdie was smart enough not to join in the fun, and even less to witness their lovey-dovey moments.

"Oh! Aren't you all going? What a pity." Sisi's feigned concern couldn't hide her excitement and joy.

"Goodbye." Jing Tian pouted, took a couple of awkward steps, and then relaxed.

The pain had lessened, but she was still uncomfortable. She didn't want to show it in front of Sister Xixi.

She secretly encouraged herself, remembering that back when she was practicing dance, sprains and strains were common, but she still kept dancing.

Sisi didn't suspect anything; Jing Tian was already walking awkwardly. Slightly pleased with herself, she became even more unrestrained.

There are certainly perfect beauties in this world, but not in the entertainment industry.

No matter how beautiful a female celebrity is, she will have more or less flaws.

"Jing Tian, ​​wait for me..." Li Mengdie chased after her; she had something to discuss with Jing Tian.

As the sun sets, only a lingering glow remains.

The room was empty except for the brother and sister.

We looked at each other, speechless.

Liu Jing stretched out his hands, "Welcome to visit the set, my girl."

"I wish your first movie will gross over 100 million, my boy." Sisi smiled, her eyes shining, and gently leaned closer.

"If it really exceeds 100 million, I'll give you billions in one go." Liu Jing tightened his arms; he'd lost some weight, he'd look better if he were a bit chubby.

"Pah! Can't you be serious for two minutes?" Sisi hooked her arm around Liu Jing's neck and looked him over carefully; he had gotten quite tanned.

Liu Jing embraced the beauty and suddenly felt very content.

He leaned forward, but Qianqian blocked his way with her hand, saying, "This is a sacred Buddhist place; you may leave as you please."

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Liu Jing let go of her arm and took her hand as they walked outside.

"Ugh! I want to eat hot and sour noodles. The food in the US is so bland." Sisi leaned on Liu Jing's shoulder and walked forward together.

"Okay! It's my treat tonight. Eat whatever you want, as many bowls as you like." Liu Jing was very generous.

"You're so generous, how much could hot and sour noodles cost you?" Sisi teased.

To make travel easier, Liu Jing brought his motorcycle over.

The boy with the "ghost fire" carried his sister, swaggering through the city, weaving through streets and alleys, not caring at all about the stares of passersby.

Sisi wasn't fully armed, and every now and then someone would shout, "That looks like Liu Yifei..."

She responded, greeting them warmly and confidently, "Good evening..."

Liu Jing wasn't unfamiliar with this area; he and Fatty Wang had drinks nearby when the film crew first arrived.

At an ordinary hot and sour rice noodle shop, Liu Jing ordered a bowl of rice noodles and a bowl of noodles.

Sisi added a braised egg and a sausage, while Liu Jing added two lion's head meatballs.

It was dinner time, but the restaurant wasn't doing very well; there were only three or four tables of customers.

The shop is run by a husband and wife; the man works in the kitchen, and the woman works in the front.

The proprietress was both a waitress and a cashier. She was busy working and didn't pay attention to anything else, so she didn't recognize Xixi.

The two were happy to be at ease. Sisi was eating yogurt with her hair down, making her even harder to recognize.

"It's been two days since filming started, how's it going?" Sisi was quite concerned about Liu Jing's first film.

"Not bad, easier than I expected." Liu Jing looked relaxed. With Fatty Wang and Zhang Min in charge, many problems were no longer problems.

"They say online that Wang Jing is the director of this show, and you're just a puppet. If it's good, he'll get most of the credit. If it's bad, you'll get most of the blame," Xixi warned.

"Let them say what they want. It's my first film, there's no need to be so particular. Besides, Fatty Wang isn't Jiang Wen, and I'm not Lu Chuan." Liu Jing didn't care. What he valued was the entertainment value, not fame.

If you can earn hundreds of thousands in entertainment or win some big prize, what's wrong with that?

It is an undeniable fact that there are many elements related to Fatty Wang in "The Yin-Yang Sacred Fire Order".

Without the previous work, "The Cult Master," it wouldn't have garnered such widespread attention.

Fatty Wang is very efficient at filming, and his style is also very unique. He often dares to start filming as soon as he has a story outline.

How the actors perform on set will determine the final product, and may even overturn the original plot.

Liu Jing certainly wouldn't allow it to be done so hastily; this play had already taken a lot of effort just to polish the script.

The script is the foundation of a play. The success or failure of a play largely depends on its script.

Liu Jing strongly agrees with this statement. He used to value scripts as an actor, and now that he's a director, he values ​​scripts even more.

Chunqiu also values ​​screenwriters, and with the implementation of the Qiushi Project, the screenwriting department will also undergo significant adjustments.

Fatty Wang respected Liu Jing's decision: filming would not begin until the script was properly polished.

From a story outline to a script draft, then to the final product, and then to revisions and revisions again.

Fatty Wang participated in the entire process, always placing himself in a supporting role.

The same was true on set; he often lay there sleeping.

The Spring Blossom Project is underway, and he won't be staying on set for more than a few days. Once everything is on track, he'll leave.

"Just keep it in mind," Sisi simply reminded him.

She's been criticized a lot online, while Liu Jing hasn't been criticized much. She's worried that her younger brother won't be able to handle it.

"The hot and sour noodles are ready." The proprietress, who also works as a delivery person, brought over Xixi's meal first, carrying a tray.

"Thank you," Sisi said, then exclaimed, "Wow, this looks so appetizing! America is a real food wasteland!"

Just as she was about to pick up her chopsticks, she suddenly saw Liu Jing peeling garlic. Her eyes narrowed. "If you dare to eat garlic, I'll eat chive pancakes."

"It's not like I don't brush my teeth, and we didn't complain that you eat hot and sour noodles," Liu Jing muttered.

He seemed frozen, eating noodles without garlic, which made the flavor feel half as good.

But for the sake of a more vibrant nightlife, it's best to avoid eating garlic.

Sisi nodded in satisfaction. "You're teachable. The little rascal put the garlic back. That's a good boy now. I'll let you learn a couple more things tonight."

She brushed her hair aside with one hand and held chopsticks in the other. "This is the taste. I feel so happy."

Liu Jing reached out and lifted the hair that was hanging down, making it easier for the other person to eat and drink.

He also muttered, "Look at your pathetic appearance, you're a disgrace to me."

"Wooden Head, you should learn to make hot and sour noodles from now on..."

Before she could finish speaking, a middle-aged woman walked in, glanced at her casually, and then looked her over carefully. "Oh, you're a celebrity, what's that celebrity again? I've seen you in movies. You are... you are..."

"Good evening," Sisi greeted first with a smile. "Big sister, no rush, take your time thinking about it."

"You're Huang Shengyi! Oh my god, you're so much prettier than on TV! I love you so much, my brother loves you too, my husband loves you too, my son loves you too..." The eldest sister finally remembered, her expression excited, her words incoherent.

The proprietress noticed the commotion and then saw Xixi. "What Huang Shengyi? This is Liu Yifei."

"Yes, yes, you are Liu Yifei. No wonder you are prettier than Huang Shengyi." The older sister slapped her forehead and apologized, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, I got too excited. I really like Zhao Ling'er. The director killed you off, and I was so angry that I didn't watch TV for two months."

"No way, Huang Shengyi is prettier than me." Qianqian was very happy.

"Liu Yifei, can I take a picture with you? Can you sign your autograph?" Without waiting for a reply, the older woman took someone's notebook from the counter and handed it to Qianqian.

Sisi smiled and casually signed three large characters: "Huang Yifei".

Having gotten an autograph, Sisi was also satisfied with taking a photo with the photographer.

Several customers in the shop came over to take photos with the customers.

Liu Jing was somewhat saddened, and his older sister pushed him away, not wanting him to get involved.

After taking the photo, the woman seemed to notice Liu Jing only then. "Ling'er, he doesn't seem to be Li Xiaoyao. You two are so close, is this your boyfriend? The young man is quite handsome, but he's a bit unworthy..."

(End of this chapter)