Zhou Huimin wanted Qin Shou to give her a chance to make money.
But it is dishonest to say that it is to give the audience and fans a satisfactory answer.
Qin Shou's smile was not a smile.
But that didn't stop her from continuing.
What is wrong with making money if people don't do it for themselves.
What's more, Zhou Huimin was originally a candidate in Qin Shou's mind. This woman's status in Xiangjiang's entertainment circle is not small.
Moreover, in 1997, he announced that he would quit the entertainment circle and marry his lover Ni Zhen, which also hurt the hearts of many fans.
To this day, some people still miss Zhou Huimin.
If she can help Qin Shou to promote Guangming Shopping Center.
Then the effect will undoubtedly be very good.
Anyway, as long as it is a celebrity, it is almost enough, the grade should not be too low, and it should give people a feeling of memory.
Zhou Huimin is quite suitable in every aspect.
Zhou Huimin moved his own white and soft palm in front of Qin Shou's cup, "Boss Qin, can you give me this chance?"
"Of course, after all, Ms. Zhou is very famous, and I used to be your fan too. w
Qin Shou said with a faint smile, "I think the matter of the tour concert must belong to you."
"real?!"
Zhou Huimin did not expect that things would go so smoothly, and his expression was slightly taken aback, with a hint of surprise.
So easy.
If someone else moved out of this old rhetoric.
Zhou Huimin would only feel that he was perfunctory. After all, fans, fans, to put it bluntly, in the eyes of celebrities, they are the victims of accidents.
With Qin Shou's status, it is of course impossible to cheat Zhouhui.
So Zhou Huimin was a little moved when he heard it.
Fan, to her, who has been out of the entertainment circle for a long time, is really an unfamiliar word.
Now, after hearing it from Qin Shou, Zhou Huimin's eyes turned slightly red.
If you can really entrust yourself with the matter of the tour concert, that would be a great thing.
"Boss Qin, you and Miss Zhou..." Cheng Long didn't know Zhou Huimin very well, and when he was about to introduce some good-looking female artists with Qin Shou, he saw Zhou Huimin's eyes were wet and thought something happened. .
He showed a man's nonchalant smile.
I understand, I understand.
A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, and stealing is as good as not being able to steal.
And a woman is someone else's only the more feeling.
Anyway, Xiangjiang's entertainment industry is basically in a mess, there are constant scandals, and there is no correct entertainment atmosphere.
Many female artists often marry other rich men this time, and the next day, they hook up with other male stars.
Not uncommon, even Cheng Long had several wonderful adventures.
I was almost grabbed and beaten by someone else's husband.
"Boss Qin is drunk, Brother Long, I'll take him home first..."
How could Zhou Huimin let the two popular actresses who followed Cheng Long take advantage of her.
Without saying a word, she stood up, leaning her graceful figure on Qin Shou's body, holding his arm, ready to walk to the door.
Although the journey was short, Zhou Huimin's body was like warm jade, with a wafting fragrance, giving people a very good sense.
"Drunk, I don't think I've drunk much." Cheng Long didn't point out.
Anyway, Qin Shou didn't intend to stop him, did he?
And Zhou Huimin took Qin Shou to his home.
Yes, it is at home.
In the room between himself and Ni Zhen.
Zhou Huimin is very enthusiastic and proactive.
Anyway, Ni is such a scumbag, so what if he betrayed him?
He slept with ten women.
I just slept with a man, or the guy I liked more, logically speaking, Ni Zhen made money.
It's just that if Ni Zhen knew that his wife had brought someone to the house to have an affair.
I'm afraid I will vomit blood uncomfortable.
unacceptable.
On the contrary, it was when Zhou Huimin really wanted to fight.
flushed.
"Boss Qin, are you...are you hot..."
Although it was a self-recommended pillow mat, she was a woman after all, her skin was a little thinner, and she didn't dare to take the initiative, so she could only lightly pour a cup of tea and pass it to Qin Shou.
But Qin Shou would not refuse either. It was one thing that he would not refuse anyone who came, and more because in his later life, he still liked Zhou Huimin quite a lot.
Now that she delivered it to her door, naturally there is no reason not to eat it.
this night.
Zhou Huimin's home.
In the fish tank outside the window.
The shadows drawn by people are reflected in the water.
If a fish jumps into the river.
Joyful and painful.
One thought of heaven, and sometimes fell into hell.
next morning.
Zhou Huimin went down to buy breakfast.
Very traditional food, pineapple buns, coffee and delicious, golden hand-made fish balls.
"Boss Qin, you woke up really early..."
As a woman from Hong Kong, Zhou Huimin is different from the women in the mainland. She is not used to cooking by herself, but is happy to go to the street to buy breakfast. This is the habit of female artists like them.
Every day is so busy that it's hard to make time for it.
On the contrary, Liu Xiaoli, Qin Lan, Chen Shu, Yu Feihong, Xiao Taohong and other women have many ways to serve men, the most important of which is to provide what men need.
The day's plan lies in the morning, and breakfast is of course the most important.
This not only satisfies men's stomachs, but also makes them feel the warmth of a family.
The more successful a man is, the more obsessed he is with it.
There is no shortage of women, but women who can give them family warmth are still too few in this world.
Qin Shou was biting the fish ball, and the fresh fish juice was flowing on the tip of his tongue with the hot water wrapped in the fish meat.
The pineapple buns are golden in color and have a fruity aroma. Once you take a bite, the crunchy shell is extremely sweet.
It is fragrant and waxy, just like the steamed buns of the northerners.
In Xiangjiang, fish balls, pineapple buns, and coffee are standard items for middle-class families, and no one can live without them.
Wait until Qin Shou finishes drinking his coffee.
The precipitated aroma of coffee beans slowly spread from the stomach to the internal organs, which is particularly refreshing.
"It tastes really good." Qin Shou couldn't help but admire.
Zhou Huimin was cleaning the kitchen at this time, looking at Qin Shou with a smile like a flower, "It's good that you like the taste of Hong Kong people.
After Qin Shou thought about it for , he came to Zhou Huimin's ear and said softly: "If you are willing to leave here, I will give you a mountain villa in Kowloon to live in. It is more comfortable than here, and many things are inconvenient. "
Mountain villas, a group of newly built villas in the Kowloon Harbor area in recent years, the land is more expensive than gold, and a house starts at almost 10 million, so there is still a price but no market.
Most of the people living here are rich people.
Well, they must all be rich, either officials or capitalists.
You can also see the shadows of some familiar people in the entertainment industry.
"Really?" Zhou Huimin, as a local resident of Xiangjiang, naturally knows the value of a villa, which is beyond his current worth.
"If you want, you can move there today." Qin Shou laughed.
"Of course I would." Zhou Huimin's heart trembled when he heard this, and when he looked at Qin Shou again, his eyes were much softer. .
