I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 429 427. The Fantasy Drifting of Girl Pi

   "Tingting, help me entertain the guests."

   After Yang Mi finished speaking, she quickly joined Cheng Hu and Yang Dalin who also woke up, and helped the unconscious Xu Xin into the small elevator and walked to the bedroom on the second floor.

  Xu Xin is not allowed to enter the master bedroom if he drinks too much, because the breath of a drunk person will also release alcohol, which will affect the development of the brain of the child.

  After the three people helped him and put him in the guest bedroom, Yang Mi directly took off all the clothes on him.

   After stuffing it into the bed, I poured another glass of water, and then brought the trash can to the floor beside the bed.

   After being together for so many years, Yang Mi knows how much he drinks.

  Everything is ready, she nodded:

   "Okay, Dad, you go to rest."

   "Well, that little girl..."

   Obviously, Yang Dalin also saw Nazha.

   And equally amazed at the beauty of the other party.

  Although I believe in my son-in-law, I still want to say a few more words.

   But before she could say anything, Yang Mi waved her hand:

   "Oh, it's okay, I know about this girl."

"…All right."

  Yang Dalin stopped talking and went back to the room.

  Yang Mi took Xu Xin's dirty clothes and went downstairs directly.

  Nazha is holding the water poured by Sun Ting in her hand, fidgeting.

  Seeing Yang Mi coming down, she stood up instinctively, looking very restrained.

  But Yang Mi waved her hand:

   "Tingting, are you staying here tonight?"

   "Okay, sister."

  Sun Ting nodded.

  If other people hear this, it is nothing more than to persuade them to stay.

  But as a caring little padded jacket, she was very familiar with Yang Mi's habits and said immediately:

   "Then I'm going to clean up the next two rooms?"

"Um."

  Yang Mi nodded.

   "Go."

  It was quite normal for her to live in Sister Mi before, but since she fell in love, Sister Mi rarely let her live here.

   Not even having her around time is "all round" anymore.

   Instead, she will take the initiative to find time for her to fall in love.

   Today, she was pulled out at her boyfriend's house.

  Sister Mi made a phone call, and she came over quickly. But if it's normal, when things are done here, he must have let himself go back.

   If she left herself today, it must mean letting Nazha stay here for the night.

  After the upper and lower floors of the Dahu Mansion are opened, it is close to 600 square meters.

  Especially on the floor below, there are 5 bedrooms.

  The purpose is to play games with Brother Xu and his good friends, or to live here when they drink too much.

  Sister Mi didn’t arrange a hotel for Nazha this time, and she left herself behind, the meaning is self-evident.

   There is no need to mention the tacit understanding between the assistant and the boss.

  Yang Mi actually didn't mean to greet Nazha.

  It's almost 2 o'clock and it's almost 3 o'clock, so what else are you talking about if you don't go to sleep?

  What else can we talk about?

  But as the hostess, she must show her attitude of acceptance and etiquette.

  So she smiled at Nazha:

"It's too late today, you should go to bed early. It's been a hard journey. I'll be here for just one night. We've just lived in this house. The bedding and everything are new... I think your figure is about the same as mine, and mine is still There are some new sets of pajamas, I will ask Tingting to get you one later. I will ask him to thank you in person tomorrow."

   "Huh? No, no, no... no need, Miss Mi..."

  As soon as she asked Director Xu to thank her, Nazha quickly shook her head.

  But Yang Mi waved her hand:

   "Okay, rest first, staying up late is the natural enemy of girls. Don't worry about sleeping, I will call you for dinner at noon tomorrow."

   "Uh... ok."

  Nazha stopped refusing, and then saw Yang Mi put Director Xu's suitcase down.

   Seeing this, she hurriedly said:

"Sister Mi, I checked Director Xu's room twice... I checked under the pillow and in the cabinet, and I really didn't see anything missing. Take a good look at it. If there is anything missing, I will leave it at the front desk of the hotel. Call, the room has not been returned yet."

"OK, all right."

  Yang Mi responded.

   She packed Xu Xin's luggage for this trip to Shanghai.

   It can be said that except for how much cash is in the wallet, she knows everything else.

  As soon as the suitcase was opened, she saw that the clothes were neatly folded.

   But it's not my own stacking method.

She has the habit of folding clothes according to the three-point-one-line method, such as shirts, which are first buttoned up and then flattened, then turned over the shirt, folded the sleeves on both sides of the shirt lengthwise along the shoulders, and finally Fold the bottom third of the garment up, and fold the collar down to overlap.

  This can ensure that no matter whether it is a shirt or other clothes, there will not be too many wrinkles, and it will look flat even if it is not ironed.

  But the way of folding clothes in front of me looks like the way of folding in elementary school labor class.

  It is the method in which the two sleeves are put together, then folded in half at the chest line, and then folded in half again.

  Even a very young student, but also a beginner.

  But it can be seen that the stack is quite flat.

   It's not that kind of hasty fooling around.

  It is so flat that my brother cannot fold it up.

   Besides, he doesn’t have the habit of folding his clothes. Every time he goes on a business trip, he puts them in a mess and stuffs them into the suitcase, and then handles them for him when he comes back.

   I have been used to it for so many years.

   So this is the girl?

  After thinking about it, she tidied up and tapped the items she was carrying, and asked:

   "When did you stack it?"

   "Uh...ah?..."

  Nazha was a little surprised, but hurriedly said:

   "On the plane... Director Xu drank too much at the hotel, so I stuffed it in the suitcase and walked to the airport. Then I helped Director Xu stack it on the plane."

   "Very careful."

  A smile appeared on Yang Mi's face.

   Seeing that the clothes, chargers, several sets of clothes, socks and the like are all behind, nodded:

   "Just a portable kettle is missing. But it's normal for you to forget to take that thing."

   "...kettle?"

  Nazha was taken aback.

"Um."

  Yang Mi nodded:

"Every time he goes on a business trip, I will bring a kettle for our own use. You should use the hotel kettle less in the future. You don't know what the previous guest cooked with it. It is very dirty, so you can bring it yourself. Definitely bring your own.”

   "Then I'll call and ask them to keep it... That hotel is not open to the public, only people from the World Expo can enter. If Director Xu... next time, I can still get it."

"oh?"

  Yang Mi raised her head:

   "How do you know it's not open to the public?"

   "..."

  Nazha felt a chill down her spine for no reason.

  The instinctive desire to survive made her quickly say:

   "Boss Hu and I... are..."

   "Hu Guang, I know."

"Well…"

  Nazha did not expect that she even knew Hu Guang.

  After being surprised for a while, he said quickly:

   "When Mr. Hu and I went to pick up Director Xu, we could only wait at the entrance of the hotel. They wouldn't let us in... If I hadn't given Director Xu a drink this time, they wouldn't have let me in..."

   "So it is."

  A smile appeared on Yang Mi's face, she looked at the folded and stuffed socks in her hands, put them on her nose and sniffed them.

   sour...

   It was confirmed that it was worn, and she held it in her hand:

   "Okay, let's go rest."

  She didn't say any more, and she didn't continue to ask, and went straight into the laundry room.

  …

  The bedroom is so big.

   This is Nazha's most intuitive sense of sight.

  The second perception is…

   All of these are used casually?

  Looking at the complete set of La Mer, Clarins, SK-II and other skin care products in front of me, from cleaning to maintenance, as well as the shower head and decoration in the bathroom that are not cheap at first glance...

  How much does it cost?

  Recalling the words of the assistant Sun Ting just now, "The cosmetics in the bathroom are for guests, use them casually, don't have any scruples"... Her gaze finally fell on a box on the shelf.

Facial mask.

  The name is Valmont…

  Chinese translation: Farman.

  Swiss masquerade mask.

  She only saw this packaging once in a shopping mall in Shanghai.

  Super invincible and expensive.

   There are only six pieces in a box, and the price is more than five thousand...

   Nearly one thousand yuan a piece...

  She saw the introduction on the billboard, which used iceberg mineral water from Valais, Switzerland, and was also one of the royal royal brands...

   But she never thought that she could use it.

   One thousand yuan!

  One sheet mask!

  Painting gold on the face is not as luxurious as it is.

  But at this moment, it is so openly placed in front of me...

  Guest use…

   Feel free to use...

  She opened her mouth wide, not knowing what to say for a moment.

   And one thing came to mind naturally.

  Generally speaking, the mask is applied every other day, or three times a week.

   Let’s count it as three times a week.

   There are 52 weeks in a year.

  Three times a week, 156 times a year.

  One hundred and fifty-six times, multiplied by one thousand...one hundred and fifty-six thousand.

  The facial mask alone costs 156,000 yuan a year?

  This is for guest use only.

  Then... what kind of mask did Yang Mi use?

   Is there a more expensive mask than Fahrman?

   Maybe, but she really doesn't know.

this…

   Is it the life of a star?

  Looking at the set of "guest use" cosmetics in front of me that probably cost more than 100,000...

  Looking at myself in the mirror again...

  Even if a girl who is about to turn 18 doesn't have a mask, the skin on her face can still be called flimsy.

   This is the beauty of the snow water in northern Xinjiang.

  It is so natural that it doesn't hide it.

   But what about another ten years? fifteen years?

   Hundreds of thousands of cosmetics, with the passage of time, can they beat the snow water of Tianshan Mountain?

she does not know.

  It's just that she discovered... There is a light in the mirror, and the halo is not dazzling but can illuminate all of her skin without leaving any shadows.

   Simply the perfect vanity mirror.

  This mirror... also costs a lot of money, right?

   She thought blankly.

  …

  The bed is very comfortable, and the quilt is also very comfortable.

  It is much more comfortable than the quilts and mattresses in the house she rented.

  But Nazha still dare not get up too late.

  Especially after hearing the voices outside, she didn't want to give the impression of being lazy.

  So, at the beginning of 9 o'clock, she walked out of the room.

  The living room on this floor is empty.

  But following her movement, soon, there was a low growl of a dog upstairs, and Yang Mi's voice:

   "Hush!"

   Before Nazha could react, Yang Mi's voice came from the stairs:

   "Naza?"

   "It's me, Miss Mi, good morning."

   "Well, come up. I can't go down now."

"…OK."

  Nazha was a little restrained, she didn't dare to take the elevator, but took the steps to the second floor.

  While walking, I was still wondering, why does this duplex look so much like two floors put together?

   When she came up, she saw Yang Mi who was doing yoga beside a piano with a yoga mat and loose clothes.

   and the two dogs next to it.

  One's stomach is still a little bulging, as if she is pregnant.

   When the two dogs saw her, they raised their heads vigilantly.

But following Yang Mi's question, "Why did you get up so early?", it seemed that the person who came was recognized as a guest, and the two dogs lowered their heads again, lying lazily on the side, watching Yang Mi doing yoga.

   "Woke up...was up."

  Hearing this, Yang Mi nodded:

   "Well, are you hungry? There's still porridge downstairs, but it's getting cold. Let me heat it up for you?"

   "No need."

  Nazha dared not bother her, she quickly shook her head:

   "I'm not hungry."

   "If you're not hungry, let's eat together at noon. After buying the vegetables in a while, let's make a big meal at noon."

"OK."

  Nazha nodded, still looking restrained standing at the stairs.

   Seeing this, Yang Mi asked:

   "Will you do it?"

"…Less likely."

"ah?"

  Keeping a standing posture, Yang Mi, who twisted her legs like a twist, was a little surprised:

   "Aren't you a model? You can't even do yoga? Then how do you keep in shape?"

   "I... come from dance practice, I don't usually need to do this, I just warm up according to the movements I learned in the group when I was young..."

"understood."

  Yang Mi nodded:

   "You are also a dance major... How old are you this year? I heard from Xu Xin that you seem to be quite young."

  Hearing this, Nazha didn't dare to hide it, and told the truth:

   "I'm in 92."

   "...just eighteen?"

   "It's not yet... I'll be 18 in two months."

   "...???"

  Yang Mi was dumbfounded.

   subconsciously asked:

   "Then how did you drive last night?"

   "..."

  Nazha was silent for a while, and then said:

   "Car... Mr. Hu asked the school to teach me. Then in Shanghai... basically nothing happened."

   "..."

  Yang Mi was even more speechless.

  Have been driving for a long time without a license?

   But after being speechless, she frowned:

   "What the **** are you doing in Misora?"

"Well…"

   "It's okay, let's talk, just chat. You are only 17 years old, how many years have you been out?"

   "...in 2008, I went to Shanghai."

   "08...15 years old?"

"Um."

   "Why come out so early? You don't go to school?"

"superior."

  Perhaps it was Yang Mi's astonishment that inspired her desire to tell, or maybe she didn't dare to lie, so she chose to tell the truth:

"I went to a dance technical secondary school. I graduated last year...but I did come out earlier...mainly because...my father has a bad heart and has always wanted to have surgery, but there is not enough money. I just want to come here to see if there is anything Opportunities, make more money, come out.

  Because... I participated in the national costume display of the Olympic Games, and there are more people doing Taobao in Shanghai, and I make money for them as models. Then...by chance, I was discovered by the scouts of American Airlines and introduced me to the company. Just... until now. "

   "What about now? Have you made enough money?"

  Yang Mi originally asked casually, but in return the girl shook her head bitterly:

   "It's still far from..."

   "...what kind of surgery?"

"heart transplant."

   "..."

  Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

   Good guy.

  Starting at 500,000.

   Donors have to wait in line.

  At least 100,000 rejection-free drugs are taken every year.

this…

   She sighed.

   "What about the income now? How about it?"

   "Yueguang is an advertising model, and can earn about 10,000 yuan."

   "Then you have to earn the Year of the Monkey..."

  Yang Mi's words suddenly paused, as if realizing something, she asked:

   "That's why you took the business entertainment job?"

   "..."

  As soon as Nazha heard it, she knew that the other party was knowledgeable.

  Although she didn't know how she knew, she still nodded:

"Um…"

   "But you are still underage..."

   "Uh...I..."

  Nazha opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

   But dare not.

   Only by default.

  She didn't dare to say that she just came out...and met Director Xu.

  Because she is one of the best-looking models among the batch of models. To put it bluntly, this is called a bargain.

  Although it is not the first time to come out, the only one who is really allowed to "can" is Director Xu.

And although Director Xu is very...gentleman, but including the hard work last time, Mr. Hu's attitude towards her has changed during this period, and the commission for some activities has increased, etc. After getting to know Director Xu, she Earn more and more money.

  If it goes on like this... at most one year, it will definitely be able to cover dad's surgery fee.

   But she dare not say these things.

   Saying this in front of other people's wives?

  Are you not afraid of being thrown from upstairs?

   And Yang Mi stopped the topic appropriately.

  Everyone's fate is different.

  Everyone is not born with many choices.

   To put it bluntly, although saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, it is unrealistic for her to pay half a million to a "stranger".

  If she really does this... how much can she help if she spends all her money?

   But having said that, after getting a general understanding of the girl's situation, she also finished yoga.

   "Let's go upstairs and downstairs, he's still asleep."

"OK."

  Nazha nodded obediently and went downstairs.

  But Yang Mi didn't go directly.

  She needs to change clothes.

  By the way, I went to the study room.

  After opening the safe, she looked at the cash inside, thought for a while, and took out 20,000 yuan and an envelope.

  No way, the envelope only holds 20,000.

   You have to use a file bag to hold 30,000 yuan.

   Put the money in the envelope, and walked to the big cloakroom.

  Looking at several boxes of unopened cosmetics, she chose a set of talismans, a set of make-up, and put the money in a bag. She didn't carry it directly, but put it at the door of the cloakroom.

   Then he changed his clothes and went down.

  While walking down, Sun Ting and her parents came back to buy vegetables.

   "You have no taboos, do you?"

  Hearing this, Nazha quickly shook her head:

"No."

   "Well, let's rest, I will cook now."

   "You...cook your own meals?"

   "Yeah. What?"

   "But... isn't it said on TV that cooking fumes are particularly damaging to the skin?"

"Well…"

  For this question, Yang Mi gave her own answer:

"I don't do it often. I only cook it myself when he wants to eat... What's more, girl, cook a meal full of heart for your lover, and watch him eat happily... You will know later Well, nothing in the world could be happier than this."

  …

   "...?"

   Seeing Nazha who had just stood up on the sofa at home, Xu Xin was a little dazed.

"you…"

   "Hi, Director Xu."

"Well…"

   "Brother, are you awake?... You drank too much last night and you have to come back. I asked Nazha to take you back. Quick, go wash your hands, I'm going to start eating some soup."

"Well…"

   Xu Xin, who couldn't remember what happened last night, nodded subconsciously. He was about to go back upstairs to wash his face and brush his teeth, but he just took two steps, then turned his head and looked at the girl who hadn't sat down yet:

"Thanks."

  Nazha quickly shook her head:

   "It's okay, Director Xu. This is what I should do!"

"…Um."

  Forcibly suppressing the speechlessness in his heart and the absurdity of "what the **** did I do last night", he went back upstairs.

   After washing up, when he came down again, a table of dishes had already been set.

  For the guest Nazha, Yang Mi said politely:

   "It's good to have simple tea and light meals, don't dislike them. I've already booked the air ticket for you. After eating, let Tingting take you to the airport. Thank you for your hard work~"

   "Thank you, Miss Mi."

  Nazha quickly thanked her.

  Yang Mi waved her hand:

   "It should be me thanking you...Okay, try my craft."

  Hearing this, Nazha looked at the hand-picked rice that was obviously made in Beijiang... swallowed impatiently.

  She is not interested in noodle soup.

   But this pilaf... looks very authentic.

  Even the rare yellow radish in Yanjing.

   And gulp...

  Her eyes widened in surprise.

  This pilaf...

   She hasn't eaten this authentic taste for a long time, and she feels homesick.

   And this taste was deeply engraved into her taste buds.

Delicious!

  …

   After finishing a meal, Sun Ting checked the time and reminded Nazha and Yang Mi:

   "It's almost time."

   "Well, let's go... Oh yes, wait."

  Yang Mi quickly ran upstairs, and came down with two gift boxes:

   "You take these two boxes of cosmetics."

   "Don't, don't, sister, I can't have..."

   "Okay, just take it."

   Forced the gift box into her hand, Yang Mi smiled and waved her hand:

   "Thank you this time. He is going to Shanghai in the future. I am relieved to have you taking care of him. Okay, let's go, don't delay the plane."

  She didn't give Nazha the right to refuse at all.

   Just like that, Nazha took two boxes of cosmetics and got into Sun Ting's car.

  In the car, she was a little cautious and didn't dare to make any moves.

   Wasn't even ashamed to check what those two boxes were.

  But the brand recognizes it.

  International frontline.

  And her intuition told her that the gift box must not be light for those who can use the Farman mask as a "customer".

  Thinking of this, there is still some joy in my heart.

   After all, this cosmetic is used sparingly, but it can be used for a long time.

   After reaching the airport all the way, she said goodbye to "Sister Tingting" politely, and planned to get the boarding pass first.

   While queuing, she wanted to see what was in the two gift boxes.

  But when I opened the bag, I suddenly found an envelope inside...

  As soon as she squeezed the hand in doubt, she knew what it was through the familiar thickness and feel.

money…

  The other party not only gave me two boxes of first-line brand cosmetics.

   Still have money!

   Twenty thousand yuan...

  All of a sudden, a kind of joy and satisfaction, paired with... an inexplicable fear, appeared in the girl's heart.

   But before she had time to react, she suddenly heard:

   "Next Passenger."

  Seeing that the ground staff was looking at her, she quickly suppressed all these emotions, squeezed the envelope in her hand, put the gift box on the conveyor belt, and handed over her ID card.

  She left in a hurry this time, and didn't bring any luggage, just this suit of clothes and a handbag.

   And holding 20,000 yuan at this moment, her heart is unprecedentedly satisfied.

   Director Xu is also an envelope, also 20,000.

  Sister Mi is now also...

   They're...really good!

   With 20,000 yuan, Dad's surgery fee is one step closer!

   At this moment, Nazha, who was still immersed in this joy, suddenly heard a voice:

   "Hello, your boarding pass. The business class aisle is on your right, just keep going."

   "Okay, thanks...huh?"

  The girl who took the boarding pass was suddenly taken aback, looking at the ground staff who checked in for herself:

   "What channel?"

  The ground staff thought she didn't hear clearly, and replied politely:

   "First Class/Business Class Access."

   "...first class?"

  Nazha was taken aback.

   Subconsciously looked at his ticket.

   "Seat: 3A"

   "..."

Just like that, with a speechless and a feeling... I don't know how to describe it, this girl who is so beautiful that she can get a series of heads-ups when she passes by others all the way passed the security check, and before boarding the plane, she was in a group of economic The people in the cabin watched and guessed what kind of "Bai Fumei" this was, took the ticket, passed the business class aisle, and sat on the seat that was much more comfortable than the economy class.

  The stewardess greets you attentively and politely.

   Wide seat.

  And when the plane by the window climbed, the beautiful scenery of drilling into the clouds...

  Everything, just during this trip, opened a door to a new world for this girl who is about to grow up.

   I’m too tired, I’ll wake up and correct the typo tomorrow. good night everybody

  (end of this chapter)