Entertainment Food Service Ch. 132
Mo Shaoqing lay down on the sofa in the living room to rest and didn't want to move, but his eyes wandered around, not letting go of every little detail.
It was the first time he had seen someone else's home decorated like this. It was completely the style he liked, a combination of medieval and modern styles. Sure enough, it was good to have money. If he had money, he would also decorate his house like this.
While He Zixin and Ke Jinghuan were choosing a room, Mo Shaoqing took the opportunity to go to the second floor. He really became more and more curious about whether the villa was set up by the show crew, or a privately rented villa, or just a homestay.
The second floor was obviously a place for the owner's family to live. Going up the stairs, there was a blue-gray three-dimensional embroidered magpie bird background wall directly opposite, a sky-blue cabinet was placed in front of it, and the corridor was covered with thick handmade stalls. Medieval paintings hung on the walls, and sconces glowed dimly.
Mo Shaoqing casually opened the door of the nearest room, but it was full of fitness equipment...
Fitness equipment?
Mo Shaoqing was attracted and walked over to touch it. Huh? Really fitness equipment! And it's spotlessly clean,
It seemed that this place should be rented. How could the program team spent a lot of money to build such a fitness room? The fitness equipment here was very valuable.
Mo Shaoqing was about to leave the room, but was startled by someone leaning in the shadow of the doorway.
"Ah-" Mo Shaoqing almost screamed when he saw the person coming, but the man covered his mouth.
"Shh, it's me." A chiseled man in a bathrobe stood in the backlit doorway.
Mo Shaoqing blinked, making sure that he was not mistaken at all, then he put down his struggling hand, and compliantly was embraced by the man in front of him into his warm embrace.
However, it was the first time that Mo Shaoqing saw the man in a completely casual state again appearing in this completely impossible place. He couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.
"Don't you miss me?" The man's disappointed voice came from above his head.
"Where..." Mo Shaoqing asked while looking downstairs behind him. He didn't know where the film crew went, and it seemed that they had all been arranged in advance.
"Well, there are others downstairs, will they come up?" Mo Shaoqing was still a little worried.
"Of course not. I have already asked the crew to arrange a room for them, and told them that this is a private villa and they cannot walk around casually."
Mo Shaoqing was surprised and happy, not knowing what to say. "How did you come here?"
Ling Senhao raised his eyebrows, "How else can I get here? With ferry."
Mo Shaoqing: "What... you know what I mean. Just say it, don't play dumb!"
Ling Senhao pretended to be sad and sighed, "Some heartless little thing left me and went away, and even sent me half a text message to make me worry, how could I not come?"
"Oops..." Mo Shaoqing suddenly realized that his text message hadn't been edited that day, but he didn't expect it to be sent. Thinking that the other person came over because of his doing, the guilt in his heart deepened. "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to text that day, I'm to blame, I didn't inform you in advance, I-"
Ling Senhao put his finger on Mo Shaoqing's lips, "Don't say it, are you going to apologize all the time tonight?"
"No, hehe!"
"Don't laugh." Ling Senhao pinched Mo Shaoqing's cheek, "Do you miss me?"
Where was this newly learned bad taste came? Mo Shaoqing complained inwardly. "It's getting... greasy!"
"That's more like it."
Mo Shaoqing rubbed his devastated face, "You haven't answered yet, why are you here!?"
"What do you think?" Ling Senhao asked.
"It can't be... to come to see me." Mo Shaoqing thought to himself, and said the same thing on his mouth, the upward corner of his mouth couldn't hide the pride in his heart.
"Yeah, the main purpose must be for you." Ling Senhao pulled Mo Shaoqing into the master bedroom opposite.
Mo Shaoqing silently looked at this large suite with a combination of Chinese and Western, thought of what Ling Senhao said just now and guessed, "This house shouldn't be yours, right?"
"Hmm, I lent it to the film crew, who asked me to be the sponsor."
Although Mo Shaoqing subconsciously thinks that Mr. Ling should be very rich, the only villa on this island was actually his, which made Mo Shaoqing deeply and intuitively feel what it meant to be rich.
But... the sponsor?
Mo Shaoqing teased mercilessly, "You are actually the sponsor of this show. What are you sponsoring? Five hundred yuan of money? The president of the dignified Xingyang Entertainment is so stingy!"
Ling Senhao suddenly felt like he was shooting himself in the foot. It was the screenwriter's fault, but he wanted to dump it on himself. If he didn't say anything, maybe the 500 yuan fund would become the black history of his life.
Thought of this, Ling Senhao said with a half-smile, "Otherwise, where do you think pearls worth hundreds of thousands are? Where do they come from? It's not from us 'the stingy sponsors' here?"
Mo Shaoqing's laughing expression stagnated, what? Pearl? Mission objective?
Mo Shaoqing tried his best to squeeze out a pleasing expression, "Hey, you sponsored the pearl? Where is the pearl?"
Ling Senhao smiled wickedly, "Little rascal, now you know that, you are trying to please me..."
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