On the way home, Su Mo heard the conversation between Mr. Qian and his entourage.
The attendant respectfully said to Mr. Qian: "Xu An is really a ruthless character."
Mr. Qian leaned on the dragon-head crutch and closed his eyes, asking as if considering: "How to say?"
The entourage has been following Mr. Qian for a long time, and was originally cultivated by Mr. Qian, with the intention of assisting Asakawa Mo in the future. Therefore, after observing people's behavior for so long, he naturally understands these underlying rules.
"I'm afraid he lost the next few cards on purpose. Boss Wang has long heard that he was at odds with him. From the beginning, he worked hard to win money, which was obvious to everyone here.
, he didn’t take the man surnamed Wang seriously, but then he weakly pushed all the money to the lady, which showed that he didn’t want to continue the confrontation, and reminded people that they should stop at the right time, and what happened next
Losing money is probably a sign of making good friends. He has already reached this level, and if that person named Wang does anything ignorant of current affairs in the future, it will be the problem of that person named Wang."
Mr. Qian smiled and nodded with satisfaction.
"Miss, do you know that Xu An?" the attendant suddenly asked.
Su Mo looked at him in surprise and said, "What?"
Follower: "Oh, it's nothing, I just felt a little weird seeing him push all the hundreds of thousands of chips to you."
"What's wrong with the hundreds of thousands? I would have thought it was shabby if the money given to Momo was not at the gambling table or anywhere else."
Su Mo sat wringing her fingers, thinking, in fact, hundreds of thousands is really enough for her.
She used to go to a university in the countryside in western England, and she could only get more than 10,000 yuan for a year's scholarship. That more than 10,000 yuan also covered tuition and living expenses. At that time, she could eat a bowl of hot beef.
She would feel happy every time she met her. But at that time, if it weren't for the jobs introduced to her by a senior in school, her life would have been a problem.
The distance from Asia to Europe is actually only a few hundred thousand miles, not even an ocean has been crossed, but it is already a distance of love.
The boy she met in high school loved her wholeheartedly and cared for her, but when she was seventeen years old, when she went abroad, the love was already over.
A cross-country phone call cost 4 yuan per minute, and at that time, for 4 yuan, Su Mo could buy a loaf of bread to solve the problem of a meal.
Although life is so difficult, Su Mo still calls the boy back every week, and the boy is happy to call Su Mo often at first. People who are separated from each other can only use this kind of phone call.
The ethereal electromagnetic signal maintained the relationship. Slowly, the boy got tired, but the two-year long-distance love finally came to an end.
The boy said: "Momo, it's not that I don't love you anymore, it's that I can't hold on anymore. We have to wait for two years like this, but many times, I can't even wait for a minute. Momo, I love you,
But I don’t want to torture myself anymore.”
At that time, Su Mo was holding the phone and crying. The weather in Britain was always rainy. She stood outside the cafe, covering her mouth and crying. That was where she worked, and there were customers passing by her.
, and would ask her kindly: "What's wrong?"
The longest phone call they made that time probably cost them a month's living expenses. The boy kept listening to her cries on the phone, pattering like British rain, until she pressed the power off button.
The boy actually wanted to go abroad with Su Mo, but the embassy refused to issue his visa.
And later, if Su Mo could compromise more with life, then maybe they wouldn't have to break up in such embarrassment.
…
"Xiao Mo, can you please stop being distracted all the time? What is this video like?"
What is playing on the TV in front is a shampoo commercial that Asakawa Mo has just finished shooting.
Asakawa Mo's British appearance, coupled with his flowing and refreshing hair, makes him a real-life super handsome boy. He also showed the effect of shampoo very well and is very beautiful.
"It's very beautiful." Su Mo responded.
"Really?" Asakawa Mo was still hesitant, "But the advertiser said that the effect is not impressive enough, and it is estimated that it will need to be reshot."
"Huh?" Su Mo thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because your face is too pale. You can dim the light a little bit, so that the effect of your hair will be better."
"Well, yes." Asakawa Mo replied looking at the picture on the screen, "But they are really too picky." Asakawa Mo couldn't help but complain.
"Your face is too attractive, and the effect of your hair has been outshone. Everyone's attention is on your face. Who wants to look at your hair?"
"Ah, yes." Asakawa Mo touched his tapered chin and thought.
"With your face, no one suspects that you went to Korea for plastic surgery. They are so blind!" Su Mo criticized.
"But I am indeed the original and genuine, and I am not afraid of them doubting it." Asakawa Mo unexpectedly responded seriously.
Su Mo: "..."
"Xiaomo, do you want to go see a movie with your friends tomorrow?"
Su Mo shook his head.
"Would you like to go shopping?"
Asakawa Mo continued to ask, and Su Mo continued to shake his head.
"Then what are you going to do tomorrow?"
"I want to work in Anhuang. They will give me money."
Asakawa Mo said with a bitter and resentful expression: "Xiao Mo, why do you always turn your elbows outward? When you came back to China, I asked you to go to work at HT, but you didn't go, and you went to Anhuang specifically.
,what do you mean?"
Su Mo held his face in his hands and rested it on his legs, saying: "Go to ht, you must open a lot of back doors, give me anything good, I don't want any of it."
"I really don't understand you." Asakawa said, but he actually understood. For example, during the four years she was abroad, she didn't want any of the money the Su family had to give her. He went abroad to see her.
At that time, she was so hungry that she lay on the bed in the dormitory with stomachache, but she never complained about the pain. The Su family all thought that this young lady had been abandoned, but in reality, it was Su Mo who had exiled the family.
The temperature in November is getting colder and colder, and Su Mo is responsible for going to a kindergarten to plan and interview parent-child activities.
First, we had to rush to Dark King to make preparations, but we heard that both the cameraman and lighting technician had caught colds, so the work had to be delayed again.
The director found Su Mo, almost bursting into tears, and said: "Xiao Su, you must do a good job in this matter. It will be broadcast soon. Really, these two big men, why are you so fucking worried at this juncture?"
Are you sick?!"
"Can we find anyone else in the program team?" Su Mo asked.
"Everything that can be arranged has been arranged. Everyone has their own work, who else can I go to?" The director also sighed sadly. She knew that she couldn't embarrass Su Mo too much.
"How about I go alone." Su Mo suggested.
The director's eyes immediately shone with light, but then dimmed a little, "You are a girl, and the camera weighs dozens of kilograms, and you can't even carry it." Su Mo's suggestion was excellent.
Yes, but as she said, Su Mo couldn't even carry a camera.
"It's okay. I asked people to carry all the equipment to the car. When I got to the place, I took it out one by one. Anyway, I don't necessarily have to carry all the equipment on my own if I use a tripod. And it takes seven or eight minutes.
, I still have no problem.”
This is already the best solution.
So Dark Emperor's staff helped Su Mo move the camera equipment to the car at the request of the female director.
"Can you drive?" the director asked.
Su Mo thought for a moment and replied: "It shouldn't be a problem. I learned to drive in the UK, but they drive in the left lane there, so I might not be used to it, but I'll be fine if I drive slower."
The female director nodded appreciatively and said, "Be careful on the road and call me if you need anything."
"Well, okay, Sister Chen."
Sister Chen returned to Dark Emperor's planning department, where there was already a mountain of work. She grabbed the folder and looked at it irritably. A subordinate next to her leaned over and said: "Sister Chen, what's next for that "Panalia"
Should we step up our publicity?"
"Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"Oh, just now a staff member from the "Pinellia" crew came over to ask about the situation, so I had to tell him that we were working hard on it."
"Really, why are you panicking? Haven't the movies not been shot yet? Why do you still have time to run to the company today?" Sister Chen asked in annoyance.
"Oh, I heard that I was taking some kind of break, so I came here today."
Sister Chen nodded, indicating that she understood.
When Su Mo arrived at the destination, the kindergarten was just finishing time, and all the children ran out to play. What surprised Su Mo was that there was a museum next to the kindergarten.
And as luck would have it, there were a lot of people there today.
For some reason, Su Mo stepped down and walked to the trunk of the car, preparing to take out all the equipment inside.
But then a leaflet fell at Su Mo's feet. What he saw on the leaflet was a printed oil painting, and underneath it was written: The anniversary of the birth of French Impressionist writer Monet.
Su Mo curled her lips and smiled. It turns out that's why there are so many people in the museum.
If Su Mo later recalled that day, the weather that day should have been gloomy. The street outside the kindergarten was full of trees, the kind of tall trees that are evergreen all year round. There were classes in the kindergarten.
After that, it became deserted, except for the occasional noisy people arriving, entering and exiting the museum diagonally opposite. The entire space was actually silent.
And in the silence, before Su Mo even raised his head, he heard that strange yet familiar voice.
"Su Mo?" The voice seemed to be filled with uncertainty and disbelief.
Su Mo looked up from the trunk of the car. The man in the distance had obviously lost his youthful appearance, but the clear outline of his facial features made it impossible for Su Mo not to forget what he looked like before.