"Check out, why are you still standing there?"

Amei gave Qin Shuai a angrily glance.

Qin Shuai's cell phone rang again.

"Next, your task is to help Ms. Zhou's best friend Miss Su."

The best friend of the richest man’s wife... should be the white and rich beauty I imagined.

"She encountered mudslides on the winding mountain road in Yunwu Mountain. Recently, she always dreamed of the immortals asking me to help her and said she was not dead."

"This matter is hard to say." Qin Shuai said it casually.

The phone was silent.

"You can live a better life after helping her. Don't forget your five missions, one of them."

It was half a coercion again.

Qin Shuai looked at Lao Wang's miserable appearance of the walls of the car wash shop falling off.

An old cat on the ground was hungry because he couldn't find food. He had promised Captain Qin to do his best and do this person a favor. Qin Shuai could only bear it.

"What do you want to help?"

"Look at her video first. Qin Shuai arranged for someone to take you to Yunwu Mountain. He wanted to see someone dead and die, even if you completed the second mission."

Qin Chuan told Qin Shuai that the little neighbor who was disguised by Qin Shuai was an old soldier with respect, and then he calculated that their ancestors were actually Feng Shui masters.

"Tell me earlier..."

"I can still do it if I want to see the corpse when I die. As for seeing people when I want to see people when I live, I have only heard from my grandfather. And that requires energy. No matter how much money she gives, she can't buy that kind of energy." Qin Shuai said nonsense. He was just surprised that the voice changer he carried with him was indeed effective, so that the richest man's wife was smart and cunning, and she could not tell the sound. It seemed that the equipment imitated by Captain Qin and others was quite clever.

"I have sent someone to bring you the video of her selfie, plus a video recorder."

...

"Check the balance, 10,250 yuan."

"Ten,250." Amei added with her voice.

After Qin Shuai saw the card swiping, Ami's eyes changed slightly.

The employer gave me great "food money" but unfortunately I only used one bowl of instant noodles.

"Welcome next time." Amei's fake compliment to Qin Shuai could hear it.

Just returned to Lao Wang car wash shop.

The person who sent the video recorder had arrived. An unexpected luxury car. An old man came down without any sense of incongruity.

"Why don't you arrange a bodyguard to let you come and send it to you?"

He was so cunning that he handed the video recorder to Qin Shuai. He suddenly stretched out one hand to shake hands.

"For such a thing, I can only arrange for the butler to come. My surname is Ding, so I can call me Uncle Ding." His Guangdong accent was very obvious.

Qin Shuai quickly changed the box to hold it with his left hand and reached out politely with his right hand.

The old man's hand strength was unusual and amazing. He almost felt like he was breaking his hand.

"Since you can't continue to live, you must listen to your employer's words carefully and ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing and a bright future."

Qin Shuai tried hard to smile for a while, and finally walked into the simple room with great help. He played the video information about reporter Su to Qin Shuai.

"Welcome to watch "Love Gas Station"... I am Su Wen, the host of the Marriage and Love Program at the Military Region TV Station. My mission is to help poor and lonely women and find their husbands. Also, those who are in love will help them reconcile..."

The host of Su Wen of this show, although the show is exciting, it has been stopped, and Qin Shuai knows it.

Because the interviewees were not willing to appear on the screen before, they only provided information, and had to arrange for actors to perform on stage and were reported by the audience.

Later, someone suggested doing live search programs, and live broadcasts became popular.

Butler Ding suddenly said mysteriously: "This is the public information you see. There is also a selfie video of her being passed on to her wife, which is Ms. Zhou Ling."

Zhou Ling, Li Qingqing's mother's name. Employer.

【The following is a selfie of reporter Su】

"Sister Ling, it's the first time I'm here to do an autobiography video. You're fine, so I want to ask you to help me make a text version of my personal autobiography. Please..."

"The car was on the winding mountain road in Yunwu Mountain, and the second section was suspended."

The driver is the famous local Uncle Shu, an old naughty boy.

He said: "Reporter Su, it just rained heavily last night, and it was muddy and landslides are easy to occur. If our interview car goes on, it may not be able to turn the world back."

"How long will it take?" I couldn't wait to ask him, because the interview task given to me by the director was only one week and would be broadcast on the TV station soon. The heroine of this interview was named Liu Meijuan. She lived in this mountain, and she called the most for help until she caught the attention of the director's uncle.

I still clearly remember that day was also a rainy and muddy day. I looked at the director and rushed over to my car. As soon as I opened the door, I almost staggered him. He ran over from the corner.

That day, the director said: "Su Wen, that Liu Meijuan, you're about to explode the phone number in the station today. We have compiled a few questions and arranged an interview. We will prepare to set off these days. Fortunately, the station will reimburse you for all the expenses on the way."

He knew that as my father, if I went out for an interview and did a show easily, my father would disagree. Therefore, he had contacted my father just now, and his father agreed and said that this was undoubtedly a training for me. Because I had just graduated from college and worked in Taiwan for only two months, I have not had much experience in life. My father taught me since I was a child to be a helpful person, so this time it was obvious that he asked me to help Liu Meijuan in the mountains.

At first, when I first entered the stage, I was like a white swan, confident, elegant and proud. Many intellectual women envy my tall figure, elegant makeup, and appearance. They can go directly to our live broadcast room for program interviews. These are all kinds of etiquette courses I learned during college. Unfortunately, the people I met had their own thinking that were very different from mine. My father gradually realized that I had too few social experiences.

Master is my father's close friend and said earnestly: "Su Wen, this time you can go to the mountains to study and experience the humanistic environment there. It will also be an influence on yourself and a training for yourself. I hope that in the future you will be a knowledgeable person."
Chapter completed!