My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

　　 Fang Xiaole walked out of the Apple Terrace and walked slowly on the side of the street.

　　 In fact, his heart is not as calm as it seems. Going to the ten o’clock stall on Thursday is an opportunity and an adventure.

　　 If he is just an ordinary person who has no pursuit, and can become the deputy chief planner of a big fire variety show in a short period of time, then his life will be satisfied.

　　 Just stay steadily like this, and slowly get through the qualifications. After a few years or more than ten years, I can naturally reach the level of general planning. If I’m lucky, I might even be able to climb up to the position of director.

　　 But this is too slow.

　　 By the time he gets to a seemingly good position, she may have reached a height that is beyond his reach.

　　 Fang Xiaole feels that he has no time to wait any longer.

　　 He has to go up as fast as he can, otherwise, the difference in status will slowly smooth out the throbbing caused by the encounter that night, until the two once again become two parallel lines that never intersect.

　　Fang Xiaole’s experience as a human being from two generations made him accustomed to judging everything with the most realistic attitude.

　　 There used to be a movie line on the earth—it was never people who changed things, but things changed people.

　　 Fang Xiaole didn’t want himself and Lin Yao to become people who were changed by things.

　　 Only by working hard can we not be thrown farther and farther.

　　 Thinking of Lin Yao, Fang Xiaole quickly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

　　 “Planned by Fang, Sister Yao asks you, have you watched a video clip of her song recording on Weibo?”

　　 More than an hour ago, the message Lin Yao sent to herself through Fangfang was still in the WeChat chat history.

　　 “Excuse me, Assistant Liu, please tell Lin Yao that something happened in the station just now, so there is no time to reply to the news, have you eaten?”

　　 Fang Xiaole finished sending the message and walked to the bus stop. After waiting for a while, a bus 303 heading to the old street drew in. Fang Xiaole got on the bus and took his seat.

　　 At this time, news of Fangfang arrived.

　　 “We have finished our meal a long time ago. Sister Yao asked if you had dinner so late?”

　　 Fang Xiaole couldn’t help but smile, his mind automatically made up for Lin Yao’s humming Fangfang to send a message.

　　 “I went to a noodle shop near Lao Cai. The beef noodles there are good. The new album will be released the day after tomorrow. Are you nervous?”

　　 quickly replied: “Sister Yao said that she was a little nervous, because she wouldn’t be able to make money if she didn’t perform well on the new album.”

　　 Fang Xiaole laughed again, unexpectedly a girl with Lin Yao’s temperament was still a money fan.

　　 “Don’t be nervous, I think the new album will be a big hit, then I will invite you to dinner to celebrate.”

　　 “Sister Yao said it’s okay, you won’t be fooling around then.”

　　 Fang Xiaole was about to reply, Fangfang’s message came again: “Sister Yao asked you, have you found a suitable house?”

　　 Fang Xiaole replied: “Not yet, I have been busy recently, and I have no time to find it. I will check it next month.”

　　 There was no immediate reply from the other side this time, until the bus arrived and Fang Xiaole got off the bus and sat down at the noodle restaurant, Fangfang sent another message:

　　 “It’s me now, Fangfang. Sister Yao was a little tired today. Sister Yan asked her to go to bed earlier. Sister Yao asked me to help her say goodnight to you.”

　　 “Your spicy beef noodles are here.” At this time, the waiter brought Fang Xiaole’s order of noodles.

　　 “Thank you.” Fang Xiaole said thank you, lowered his head and typed in his mobile phone to reply:

　　 “Okay, please tell Lin Yao tomorrow morning, I watched the video on Weibo… it’s very beautiful and beautiful.”

　　 Hilton Hotel, in the living room of the suite.

　　 Lin Yao was already asleep, Mo Yan was calling on the other side of the living room, while Fangfang was sitting on the sofa.

　　 The sofa in the senior suite is very large, soft and comfortable, but at the moment Fangfang is sitting on pins and needles, such as a knuckle in his throat, and is not able to support it by the last message sent by Fang Xiaole just now.

　　 She was speechless and choked. I am just a tool person. Why should I bear the sourness that I shouldn’t have at my age?

　　 “Fangfang.” Mo Yan called her suddenly.

　　 “Huh? What’s the matter, Sister Yan?” Fangfang quickly agreed, putting the phone in her pocket.

“You tell Lin Yao’s fan group manager, let her fans not conflict with the black fans on the Internet, so as not to leave passers-by with a bad impression that Lin Yao loves to tear up, let them peacefully promote Lin Yao’s new album. .”

　　 Mo Yan ordered.

　　 “Okay, Sister Yan.”

　　 Fangfang usually not only takes care of Lin Yao personally, but also takes care of part of the fan group management work. According to Mo Yan’s instructions, she went to several large groups to talk to the administrator.

　　 At this time, Fangfang heard that Mo Yan was calling the editors of several entertainment media he knew well, to the effect of asking them to help promote Lin Yao’s new album.

　　 Fangfang remembered that Lin Yao just said that Xiaole was a little nervous, and Fangfang suddenly felt the tension.

　　 After Mo Yan finished the call, Fangfang couldn’t help asking: “Sister Yan, do you think Sister Yao’s new album can be successful?”

　　 Mo Yan glanced at Fangfang, took out a lady’s cigarette from the bag, lit it, and took a sip in his mouth.

　　 Then he said indifferently: “We don’t know if we succeed or not. The market has the final say. We just need to do everything we can. ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Mo Yan hasn’t smoked for a long time.

　　 “Sister Yan, are you nervous too?” Fangfang asked in a low voice.

　　 Mo Yan opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a cloud of smoke, covering his expression:

　　 “I have confidence in Lin Yao, how about you?”

　　 Fangfang quickly straightened her chest and patted hard: “I have confidence in Sister Yao too!”

　　 “Yeah.” Mo Yan nodded, looked sideways at the bedroom, and whispered:

　　 “Wait for the album to be released the day after tomorrow…”

　　 Kyoto, in a high-end apartment.

　　 Huang Yin was also very nervous. She looked at Chen Zhi who was sitting calmly on the sofa and asked:

　　 “Didn’t I ask you to buy another wave of navy? Why is there no response online?”

　　 Chen Zhi had a laptop on his legs, and he answered while operating the computer:

　　 “I didn’t go to the navy again, it was unnecessary.”

　　 “Why is it unnecessary? Lin Yao’s new album will be released the day after tomorrow, and now all discussions on her new album are on the Internet, and my enthusiasm is almost gone!”

　　 Huang Yin couldn’t help complaining to his agent.

　　Chen Zhi was still operating the computer, still did not look up at her, just calmly said:

　　 “Since Lin Yao’s new album is about to be released, it is useless to find the navy. Public opinion is only a support. The singer is still a work after all. Don’t you have confidence in your song?”

　　 “Joke!” Huang Yin sneered: “All three songs in my album have entered the top 30 of the new song chart. I don’t believe that the overall quality of her album can be higher than mine!”

　　 “You only need to be confident. By the way, I found that there is someone who deserves our attention.”

　　 Chen Zhi turned the laptop over, and the screen faced Huang Yin. On it was the profile of a man named “Fang Xiaole”.