"My parents didn't see it at first, but the neighbors thought it was my shot on "News Broadcast" first, so they ran over to remind me. Then my grandfather and aunt and a lot of relatives called my house, just like the New Year in advance. My father said that the next day, his boss talked to him and praised me for bringing glory to the country, haha."

East Hampton.

After getting the driver's license, Wei Chanchao, who liked to drive in person, carefully held the steering wheel and said to Yun Cailing, who was out shopping together in the co-pilot.

The two were not very familiar with each other on weekdays. Just now, Wei Chanchao went out to buy some daily necessities. He happened to meet Yun Cailing, who was also going out, so he drove a car, and the pair of female guards who were following him were sent to the back seat.

What is being discussed at this time is naturally the theme performance of the Book of Songs that has caused a sensation recently.

After CCTV in China expressed concern, it also conducted live interviews and some video recordings on Wednesday the day before yesterday, which happened to cut Wei Canchao's solo dance scene of "Jiang Jia".

Yun Cailing felt the excitement in Wei Cancha's tone, and the corner of her mouth was also smiling, but she asked: "Did you tell your family about our return to the New Year?"

"Of course, I checked it. Our last game was January 11th, which was the third year of junior high school, and then we will definitely be able to return to China before Laba."

"I mean..." Yun Cailing paused and asked, "Do you really want to go back to China?"

Wei Zhanba blinked: "Why don't you want to?"

Yun Cailing said: "Anyway, I don't want to go back to China. Although I couldn't show my face on "News Broadcast", my family also knew about the matter here. Then, I asked me if I could go back in the New Year and whether I could bring some things. I was so annoyed."

Wei Panchao was puzzled: "It's just buying some gifts, isn't that big?"

Yun Cailing asked back: "Do you have brothers and sisters?"

Wei Chan almost nodded: "I have two older brothers."

"No wonder," Yun Cailing sighed. Although he didn't have much contact, Wei Cancai was obviously the kind of girl who was well protected from childhood. "I am different from you. I am the eldest and a pair of younger siblings. Since my father arrived in the United States, he has been talking about hoping that I would take my younger brother to study abroad. How could I have that ability? Anyway, I don't plan to go back, and many of our sisters don't plan to go back, which is too troublesome."

Wei Cancai was actually very smart in other aspects except for a bit of a stubborn person. Hearing Yun Cailing said this, he immediately understood and asked, "Then don't you plan to go back in the future?"

"It depends on the situation. My parents have always been biased towards my brother. They are parents and they are just biased. I don't have this obligation." Yun Cailing said as she looked at Wei Zhancai: "So I envy you. As an old man, you have two brothers. You must be very favored at home."

"No, my mother sent me to learn dancing. I was only six years old. She was so cruel. At the beginning, she cried and entered the dance class every day."

"Who isn't it? But otherwise we can't come to the United States."

"Too."

As we chatted like this, Wei Chancai turned into the corridor where the National Style Art Troupe was stationed, and both of them were immediately attracted by the movement at the gate not far away.

There was a girl kneeling there, with the female guards of the manor and some other girls beside her.

The car came closer in a blink of an eye.

Wei Chancai got off the car together with Yun Cailing, and recognized that the girl kneeling on the ground was Feng Caisu who was kicked out of the art troupe some time ago. Well, the name and jade pendant were taken away. The girl should be called the original name, Feng Chuo. The two female guards in the manor were trying to pull the girl up, but the girl cried while unable to stand up. The female guard was useless and could only hold on.

The girls in the art troupe have basically known about Feng Chuo’s experience.

I met a boyfriend who was said to be very rich. The two developed very quickly, and even reached the point of discussing marriage. So I left the art troupe with confidence at the beginning, but unfortunately I was dumped in a blink of an eye.

The man seemed to have cheated her of money. Although it wasn't much, it was more like a prank. After all, the other party was not a liar, but a real rich man. He had no job, no savings, and even no place to live. It was not surprising that he suddenly ran back like this today.

Looking at the girl on the ground in a mess, Yun Cailing secretly woke him up and pulled Wei Huaqi beside him: "Huaqi, let's go in."

Wei Zhancai hesitated slightly, stepped forward and asked one of the female guards: "Have you informed Ms. Davis?"

The tall female guard with short blonde hair nodded: "I've called." Then she turned to the girl in front of her: "Feng, can you not do this? Can you go in with us first?"

The girl just doesn't move.

Wei Zhanchao continued to stand for a while and found that he had no choice but to do anything. He was about to turn around and get back in the car when he saw a black helicopter landing on the lawn in the manor.

Perhaps Ms. Davis came over, Wei Canchai thought for a while, stopped again, thinking... he could say a few words for Feng Chuo later. However, the girl soon regretted it because she saw that it was not the butler Angry, but Chen Qing who came out of the manor.

Chen Qing, wearing a black windbreaker, came here with a few minions. She ignored Feng Chuo on the ground at the first time, but swept to the onlookers and waited for the girls who were watching: "Is this flower blooming in front of our door beautiful? Have you all attracted you?"

Chen Qing's sarcastic tone made Wei Cancai shrink his neck slightly. He felt Yun Cailing pulling him again, and followed his female companion to the door, not even the car next to him dared to pay attention to it.

The other girls also quickly scattered.

Chen Qing cleared the scene with a word, then sent away the female guard who was responsible for guarding the gate next to her, and then looked at the girl on the ground: "Didn't you find your happiness? What are you going to do?"

Feng Chuo's tears suddenly flowed down: "Sister Chen, I was wrong. Can you tell Mr. Westeros and let me come back?"

Chen Qing squinted her eyes and looked at her: "You are so beautiful, and you still want to be beautiful, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Chuo lowered his head and just begged: "Sister Chen, please, I know I'm wrong."

"It's useless to beg me, I'm not as soft-hearted as the boss," Chen Qing said, seeing the girl looking forward to her, and sneered: "It's a pity, I won't give you a chance to see the boss again."

So the crying sounded again.

Chen Qing frowned and said reluctantly: "Don't embarrass you, get up and follow me."

The girl's body was stiff, but she didn't move.

Chen Qing said impatiently: "Or I call the police and ask the police to take you away and throw you away anywhere. You have to know that this is already a private territory, and the United States is not a place where you can make trouble in the country. Can you leave?"

Chen Qing finally strengthened her tone, and the girl trembled. She noticed that Chen Qing turned around and was about to leave, so she quickly stood up and followed.

Without stopping in the manor, Chen Qing took Feng Chuo directly into the helicopter.

After the helicopter took off, Feng Chuo sat quietly next to him and asked Chen Qing across the aisle, "Sister Chen, where are we... going?"

Chen Qing had already added a document in her hand, and he didn't raise his head when he heard this: "Send you back to China."

"ah?"

Chen Qing was staring at the girl who stood up subconsciously, looking helpless, and said, "You are lucky. When I was notified here, I happened to be with my boss. He said he asked me to send you back to China, and he would go back to wherever I go. Otherwise, I would care about your life or death, and I would dare to run back to the door of the art troupe to cause trouble. You are looking for death."

Feng Chuo pounced and knelt down in the aisle again: "Sister Chen, I was wrong, please let me meet Mr. Westeros."

Seeing that the girl was about to come over, Chen Qing hid in disgust: "Don't touch me, see what you look like now. If you dirty my clothes, you can't afford to compensate. Also, don't think about the boss. If you want to meet the US president, I can still arrange it for you to meet the boss. Haha, do you think anyone can see the boss?"

Feng Chuo immediately started to cry again.

Chen Qing stressed her tone in annoyance: "Shut up and calm me down."

"Sister Chen, I was wrong, please."

Chen Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the girl next to her: "Do you know why Chris dumped you and even cheated on you for spending all your money?"

Seeing the girl stop crying and couldn't help but look up, Chen Qing continued quietly: "The boss doesn't care about these things, but I care, so I just made a few calls and asked a bank to notify the guy's family elders, or dump you, or ask their family to repay a loan in advance. Then, the other party did not hesitate at all, and even called me to apologize. Look, what you thought was a good destination, and I couldn't even control a phone call."

Feng Chuo was stunned, with tears still on his face, and there was a hint of hatred in his eyes when he looked at Chen Qing.

Chen Qing noticed Feng Chuo's expression change and curled the corner of her mouth: "I hate me, right? Well, you have a chance now to fight me on the spot to see if you can strangle me to death?"

Feng Chuo was stunned and subconsciously shrank away from Chen Qing's gaze.

Chen Qing shrugged slightly: "This is your only chance. If you miss it, you can't do anything in the future. Also, whether to return to China is up to you or not. At worst, I will be scolded by my boss if I am disobedient. You can try to do a career in the United States and have a thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi. Well, let's imagine what you can do. By the way, apart from dancing, you are a girl who is just a junior high school graduate. Maybe you can't even speak English well. What can you do in the United States?"

Feng Chuo was silent.

This question is simply incisive.

If she hadn't been desperate, she wouldn't have appeared at the door of the Chinese Style Art Troupe today.

Chen Qing waited for a while and then said, "Why do I be kind and arrange a job for you? For example, if you are too low-level like cleaning dishes, you can go to some clubs to dance, that is, the kind of club. Do you want to go? The income is still quite rich?"

Feng Chuo quickly shook his head: "I don't want it."

"Then you say..." Chen Qing said a little more sarcastic in her tone: "What can you do?"

Feng Chuo bit his lip and was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Sister Chen, I...I haven't slept with him. He, that one, I have to live, I didn't agree. I said I would wait until I got married."

Chen Qing just sneered.

Feng Chuo waited for a while, but when he saw that Chen Qing had no reaction, he finally couldn't help but sobbed again.

Chen Qing never paid any attention to it.

More than ten minutes later, the helicopter landed on the tarmac on the banks of the East River.

Chen Qing walked down the helicopter gangway with her cell phone in her ear, and looked down at her watch while talking to the other side. She was even more angry. She was sent to deal with such a mess when she was attending Westeros' China Investment Conference. There was also a cocktail party to entertain the China Telecom roadshow team in the evening.

Anyway, it's so busy that it's flying.

Seeing Feng Chuo get off the helicopter, Chen Qing waved her hand and told her to take her to the car first. She temporarily walked to the railing of the tarmac, and continued to discuss with Emmanuel Brandt in San Francisco's establishment of a DVD production line with BBK.

However, as he was chatting, Yu Guang saw a figure floating around not far away, and then fell down.

Plop—

The sound of falling into the water came.

“…”

More than an hour later.

It was already evening. When I saw my boss again in the apartment on Fifth Avenue, Chen Qing immediately showed a crying expression. She pounced on the man on the sofa like a pitiful kitten, and begged for a hug.

"Boss, woo, you almost couldn't see me, woo."

Simon reached out and wrapped his hand around his soft body, twisting in his arms and patted him, and said helplessly: "You have forced others into the river, isn't it too much to pretend to be pitiful?"

"Boss, I'm really pitiful."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about this matter, let Asu deal with it."

Chen Qing, who was acting coquettishly, immediately stopped doing it: "No, that girl dares to scare me like this, I must deal with her hard."

"It seems that I can't care. I can only tell your father that if someone dies, even if you wear 1.2 million yuan in clothes this time, your father probably won't let you go."
To be continued...