80s: Little Sweet Wife

Zhao Xueer took out a photo from his pocket. Fortunately, he was well prepared and knew that his little cousin was not so easy to coax. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

"Did you see, this is Director Fang Da, I'm lucky, Director Fang was attending events in Hong Kong these days, and I asked her for tea and agreed. In fact, Director Fang himself intends to shoot your book, she knows you are me Sister, I agreed immediately, it's so refreshing."

Zhao Xueer was quite surprised by himself. He originally thought that he would have to spend more time talking, but Fang Qingping agreed, saying that as long as he could talk, there would be no problem with her.

Meimei couldn't help laughing happily. She didn't expect the famous director to appreciate her book, she was really flattered!

"Okay then, when you get the company up and running, we will sign a formal contract, and our brothers will settle accounts. Ding is Dingmao or Mao." Meimei said ugly words ahead.

Zhao Xueer heaved a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to take an equity stake in Meimei?"

In the future, he was going to fight against Mei Shuhan, so he had to hug Yan Mingshun's big backer, or he would definitely not be able to fight Heliance alone.

Of course Meimei wanted to participate in the shares, even if Zhao Xue didn't propose it, she would take the initiative to say it, and there were some rules she had to declare in advance.

"There is no problem with participating in shares, but there are three points I would like to declare. Apart from me and you, the company cannot have a third person surnamed Zhao. Second, Mumu also wants to participate in shares. Third, about my book, Whether it’s casting actors or adapting the plot, I must be involved, and if I object, it can’t be done.”

She put forward three points in one breath. If Zhao Xue did not agree, then she would wait slowly, and when Yan Mingshun found someone, she would do it herself.

Zhao Xueer smiled bitterly to himself. Second and third, he had no opinion at all, but the first point made him feel a little uncomfortable. The little cousin is really separated from the Zhao family!

But on second thought, what the Zhao family did to their little cousin two years ago was really too...

If he was treated like this, I'm afraid it will be the same now! ..

"Okay, I agree with all three points. I will give you 25% of the company's shares, and Mumu's 10%. We will sign the contract after a while." Zhao Xueer was also very straightforward.

With a smile on his brows, he replaced the wine with tea, "Cheers, I wish the third brother's new company a prosperous and prosperous financial source!"

Zhao Xueer grinned, this sounds like a human word!

"Mei Mei, Grandpa often talks about you, you..." After the business was finished, Zhao Xue Er wanted to talk about some family matters, although he knew he would run into a wall~www.readwn.com~ Sure enough--

"Oh, the pot meat is delicious this time, third brother, eat more."

Meimei shouted exaggeratedly, and put the fattest piece into Zhao Xueer's bowl, you won't get tired of it, I don't know that she doesn't like to hear these words the most!

Zhao Xueer sighed lightly. He didn't eat any fat. The thing he didn't like to eat was fat. My little cousin was disgusting him!

He didn't say anything about the family, such a big estrangement, not to say that the past can pass, just hope that grandpa can live longer, until the thorn in the little cousin's heart is pulled out.

Ren Qianqian and Xianna ran to the back of the school when they saw Zhao Xue'er's sassy car parked at the door of a restaurant. The two exchanged glances and walked towards the restaurant in unison.

They deliberately sat outside and ate absent-mindedly. From time to time, they glanced at the box, but they didn't taste the food at all.

Meimei's belly was round and she burped three times in a row. Then she got out of the box. At a glance, she saw the two people sitting outside the restaurant eating, and she couldn't help but be stunned. When did these two get along so well? !