Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 199

Xia Qingbao refused: "There are only children there, so I won't go."

At the beginning, I downloaded the software, followed the instructions on the Internet, and started to withdraw the change again. I put [-] in Alipay and WeChat wallets, so that I can buy things by myself.

"Do you have WeChat account?"

Xia Qingbao gave her his mobile phone: "Yes, Huo Sinian taught me to make voice calls. I can tell who is who by looking at the profile picture."

At the beginning, I looked at Xia Qingbao's WeChat friends. In addition to Huo Sinian, there were grandma, grandpa housekeeper, uncle housekeeper, Xiaoye, Xiaoai and so on.

Looking at the head portrait, she recognized that they were all servants of the Huo family. As for the grandma, it should be Huo Sinian's grandma.

At the beginning, Xia Qingbao was added by scanning the code: "This is me, and the profile picture is a little milk dog. Don't mistake my moon."

Xia Qingbao was very happy, and sent a voice message to Chu Shi: "Hi, hello, can you hear me?"

At the beginning, I didn't bother to talk to her, and ordered takeaway for Xia Qingbao: "What do you want to eat?"

"Crayfish," Xia Qingbao had thought about it a long time ago: "Spicy crayfish, fish-flavored crayfish, thirteen-flavored crayfish, garlic-flavored crayfish, and a few catties of red wine spicy crayfish."

At the beginning, he looked at her blankly: "Ordinary people really can't afford you."

Xia Qingbao rubbed her belly: "It's okay not to eat, I rely on the essence of heaven and earth to survive, but I want to eat, and I finally cultivated human form, so I won't be a fairy if I don't eat more meat."

At the beginning, I ordered ten catties of each item for Xia Qingbao, but they were still in the same shop.

Both the boss and the delivery boy were frightened, so they called to ask about it.

At the beginning, I was very proud: "Well, each item is ten catties, and we have a lot of people, 20 people."

The other side asked: "Would you like a beer?"

When I first saw Xia Qingbao: "Do you want it?"

Xia Qingbao nodded: "Yes."

"Then bring a box, please."

After ordering takeaway, I checked the time at first, and it was already past midnight, and it was not easy for the delivery guy, he was still making money so late.

At the beginning, I looked at the app, and then searched, and found that I can give a reward to the delivery boy.

After half an hour, Chushi and Xia Qingbao went outside to get takeaway.

A few security guards looked at the two of them with ghostly expressions on their faces. They ate so much at this point, it was really unbelievable.

I was embarrassed at first, so I sent a bag to several security guards.

This evening, Xia Qingbao ate crayfish in the small garden until dawn, but at first he didn't touch a single one.

In the morning, Qin Wen came to pick up Chu Shi.

Dai Nianhua's role wrapped up this evening, and tomorrow she will go to another crew, and on Wednesday, she will be recording the first episode of Where Are the Stars Going.

Because Chu Shi was an investor, the chief director of the program even called Chu Shi to ask for her opinion.

The first filming location was in Baima Village, and it was also for advertising and tourism promotion of that village. In the season of last year, the guests went to eight villages, and these eight villages became popular. economic development.

The director talked with Chushi for more than an hour, and finally, Chushi hung up the phone.

Dai Nianhua was only short of the last two scenes. For today's scene, she didn't eat anything today, just to fit the character image.

At the beginning, I was sitting on a small bench drinking milk tea, next to other artist assistants, and the little girl was also holding a cup of milk tea.

"What does your sister Nianhua eat every day?"

At the beginning, he said: "Two boiled vegetables at noon, a glass of honey water in the morning, a third of a banana in the evening, and occasionally some meat."

"It's more than my family's." The little assistant was the same as before, and ate what his artists didn't eat.

(End of this chapter)