Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 522 Who is the golden house built for? !
The page displayed on the screen is the background interface of Weibo Gu Qiusha's pseudonym "Qianshan".

The little crow is helping Qian Shan to reply to fans' private messages.

Not to mention, the tone of voice is really vivid, and it is absolutely impossible to tell that it is a bird's reply——

"Thank you for your liking, I will draw more attentively."

"Thank you for your support, see you in the update tomorrow night."

"Thank you for your reward, good night, baby Silver Leader!"

Fu Xiqin: "Damn it, brother Jin, you are a big man, you talk like a girl, are you ashamed?"

"What's the matter, can't the boy be tender and tender? Besides, I'm helping Qianshan reply now, and you are responsible for scaring the girl out of the roughness?"

"It turns out that tonight, the evidence was dumped on Weibo to make a comparison chart, and Gu Shiyin's green tea vest was beaten back and forth. Is it you, brother?"

"Of course, otherwise Gu Qiusha is obsessed with painting. There is no such thing as Weibo in the world. This fan has more than [-] million fans. Of course, there must be a professional bird to take care of her."

"Brother Jin, I think you are quite V[-]!"

"So-so, this crow is only responsible for typing. It's all ordered by the ancestors!"

"..."

Fu Xiqin couldn't help but sneak a glance at the little woman who was making a video call with Bao Gucheng.

A sweet smile played on her lips.

Who would have thought that such a pure and innocent little woman would be a fairy boss who controls everything behind the scenes and can wipe out the strong with a smile?
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When she woke up, Gu Qiusha's fans had broken through [-] million, almost [-] million.

This was a grand occasion that Penguin Reading had never seen before. Even among Weibo celebrities, only the legendary actress Yun Qiao had more than [-] million fans.

How could a small painter have the potential to keep pace with the actress?

For a while, people from all walks of life were trying their best to find out what the background of Huashou Qianshan was, and whether there was any capital behind it.

While serving Nangong Mo to drink tea, Fang Yumei took the opportunity to say: "Fourth Master, didn't you ask Ma Qier to transfer the light shirt to you before, and Mr. Ma said he couldn't make the decision, and the mobile phone he gave you couldn't find anyone Can't find the location?"

"En." Nangong Mo held a piece of architectural blueprint in his hand, fixed his eyes on it, and responded casually.

Fang Yumei continued to flatter and say: "That day at the ladies' reception, I heard that a tarot master was very good, so I found him on the Internet, and spent a lot of money begging him to do the calculation. As a result, he did the calculation. The southernmost part of the empire should be the Qingcheng area!"

She said like offering a treasure.

Only by currying favor with Nangong Mo can she succeed in the future.

After the celebrity reception that night, she deeply felt the huge gap between herself and the famous ladies of the family. If Nangong Mo could admit that she was a temporary girlfriend, not a maid, she would be able to feel proud in the celebrity circle in the future.

Especially those two nasty little sluts who can stomp hard on Xing Yue and Xi Zuer!

So she tried her best to do what she liked, and asked a Tarot card master to have a fortune teller.

I thought that Nangong Mo would praise her severely, or reward her.

Who knows.

Nangong Mo just said coldly: "At this level, you still need Tarot cards? Her receiving account is an anonymous escrow account opened by Qingcheng Bank. It's not difficult to find out."

what?
Fourth master already knew?
Damn it, the tarot master should be able to calculate the range of Qian Shan's family more accurately.

Fang Yumei felt regretful in her heart.

Seeing that Nangong Mo didn't pay much attention to her, and all her energy was absorbed by a pair of architectural blueprints, she couldn't help but sneak a glance over, what kind of house did the blueprints of Fourth Master draw?

(End of this chapter)