This kind of party held by rich women is the most boring. They are either comparing themselves to each other, showing affection, or discussing which family's wife was born in a humble manner and which family's mistress was the most powerful.
Shen Qiqi: I have to see if I'm free.
Jiang Yun: It doesn't matter, we can decide according to your time. I heard that the eldest young lady is an actress, so it is normal for her to be busy.
Jiang Yun's husband is also from a top wealthy family, so it would be easy for Jiang Yun to find out that she was involved in the entertainment industry.
Therefore, Shen Qiqi was not surprised.
Mrs. Zhang (Haiyuan Property): It turns out that the eldest mistress is a star. I must go and support her work tomorrow.
Mrs. Li (Tenglong Paper): Oh, I just searched Baidu for the eldest mistress. She is so beautiful. It turns out that the eldest mistress is called the goddess of mold by her fans!
Mrs. Deng (Evergreen Food): Nonsense, how could the eldest mistress be the god of mold? Don’t artists in the entertainment industry always create characters? This should be the eldest mistress’s character!
Shen Qiqi just wanted to end this topic quickly.
Shen Qiqi: Okay, Mrs. Chen, please send me the address. I will arrive on time.
After that, I found a reason to leave.
"Qiqi, who are you talking to?"
Throwing her phone on the sofa, Shen Qiqi joined the yoga group, "Lanshan Sisters Group."
"Lanshan Sisters, what the hell are they?"
"It's a small group organized by rich ladies living in Lanshan, headed by Jiang Yun, the wife of the chairman of Zhoushan Real Estate."
Meng Qingping shook her head, "Zhoushan Real Estate knows about it, but Jiang Yun is not familiar with it."
Mom, apart from eating, drinking and having fun, what else are you familiar with?
Shen Zhisu was soon called away by a mysterious phone call. Before leaving, he looked at Shen Qiqi meaningfully.
The look in his eyes was very strange, as if he was waiting to see her good show.
After chatting with Meng Qingping for several hours, Shen Qiqi finished washing up and getting ready to go to bed until late at night.
As soon as she lay down on the bed, the screen of her mobile phone lit up, and her little fanboy, who had never seen the light of day, told her that she had found a job.
It turns out that little fanboy has been without a job for so long?
Or, they are really fresh graduates?
Little fan: My new job is in Beijing. If Ms. Shen needs legal assistance, you can contact me at any time.
Shen Qiqi: Have you come to Beijing to become a lawyer?
My little fan: I am engaged in the financial industry.
The future financial boss!
Shen Qiqi sent a like emoticon and continued to ask: Which company?
Little fanboy: Bo Group.
"..."
Is she going to have trouble with Mr. Bo in her life?
What the little fan said next shocked Shen Qiqi.
Little fan: I seemed to have seen my future boss two days ago.
Shen Qiqi slowly made three question marks.
My little fan: Mr. Bo is worthy of being the best among men.
Shen Qiqi lost her composure and typed two words quickly: Boyu?
Little fanboy: Yeah.
fart!
The little fanboy is probably obsessed with it. Is the Bo family doing something big? Why do I keep hearing about encounters with Bo Yu recently?
Shen Qiqi: Dear, I suggest you go to the temple to worship. You may have encountered something unclean. If you continue like this, you will be in danger.
Unexpectedly, the little fan actually responded with the word "good" in a very cooperative manner.
Shen Qiqi was originally in a good mood, but now she started to feel depressed again.
Bo Yu, please give me a dream about where you died. I will help you collect your body tomorrow.
At one o'clock in the morning, Shen Qiqi's friends on WeChat who were still awake saw an update from her.
The first is a photo of a foreign old lady with gray hair, wearing a cheongsam and sitting alone under a maple tree. The ground is covered with maple leaves. The picture is very beautiful, but also makes her feel inexplicably lonely.