Feng Qingsheng finally fainted.
When she woke up, she found herself in the hospital, but there was no one around.
Feng Qingsheng got out of the bed sadly.
The film crew was going to shoot on location. If she didn't go to the set today, she would definitely be kicked out.
She must not leave the crew!
As long as she could stay in the crew, she would have a chance to embarrass that bitch Feng Yu!
With hatred in her heart, Feng Qingsheng left the hospital and returned to the set alone.
As soon as she entered the set, she bumped into someone beside Mr. Qiu. It seemed to be He Xi from Hailan Group.
Song Qing smiled easily and said indifferently, "Sure. If Mr. Qiu wants to come along, we'll be more than happy."
There was little change in He Xi's expression.
He said flatly, "Fine. You just need to send me the schedule. We won't bother Director Song otherwise."
"Okay." Song Qing nodded and politely wanted to see He Xi off.
He Xi refused directly, "Director Song, stay here."
After saying that, he tidied up his suit collar and was about to leave the set.
Seeing his departing figure, Feng Qingsheng's eyes suddenly lit up. She immediately ran up and said with a smile, "Mr. He?"
There was a hint of surprise in He Xi's eyes. "Who are you?"
These three words instantly made Feng Qingsheng feel embarrassed, but she flattered He Xi.
She smiled and said, "I'm Feng Qingsheng, the second daughter of the Feng family."
Hearing her introduction, there was a hint of coldness in He Xi's eyes. He pursed his thin lips.
"Miss Feng, if you have nothing to do, please step aside."
The smile on Feng Qingsheng's face instantly froze.
But she still had something to ask of He Xi, so she naturally didn't dare to offend him. Suddenly, she pulled He Xi to a secluded corner and deliberately pulled down her clothes a bit.
Before she could say a word.
Lao Zhao directly pulled He Xi away and covered his eyes with his big hand.
He Xi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Lao Zhao, what are you doing?"
Lao Zhao replied indifferently, "There's something dirty. Don't look."
Feng Qingsheng blushed with humiliation.
He Xi was stunned for a few seconds. He had known Lao Zhao for so long, but he never thought Lao Zhao was such a scheming person.
This move was brilliant!
He smiled and cooperated with Lao Zhao. "Oh."
Seeing there was an extra person, Feng Qingsheng knew this trick wouldn't work, so she pulled up her clothes.
Her voice was a bit coquettish. "Two big brothers, I don't mean any harm. I know Mr. Qiu will go out with the crew today..."
Hearing the words "Mr. Qiu", Lao Zhao narrowed his eyes. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Feng Qingsheng was scared by his expression.
But for the position of Mrs. Qiu, she suddenly gathered her courage. "I just want to know which room Mr. Qiu will be in tonight. After it's done, I'll definitely give you two million as a token of my gratitude."
"Two million?"
A mocking smile curled up on He Xi's lips. "You think two million can buy information about Mr. Qiu? Don't you know your own worth?"
She was both ashamed and angry, wishing she could tear He Xi to pieces.
Lao Zhao didn't want to entangle with her anymore. He directly carried He Xi up. Just as they were about to leave Feng Qingsheng, a voice came from the Bluetooth earphone.
Feng Yu hooked her lips. "Give it to her, but two million is not enough. It should be at least four million."
He Xi also heard Feng Yu's voice. He stood there stunned.
What was going on?
Was the boss's wife going to get rich by relying on the boss?
Fu Qianshen raised his eyebrows, put his arm around Feng Yu, and his voice was full of doting. "Don't be naughty."
Feng Yu pouted her cherry-like lips and gently kissed Fu Qianshen on the side of his face.
She said indifferently, "Just in time. Her father needs money for his wedding. Why not take this free money?"
He Xi and Lao Zhao heard the clear kiss sound and were forcefully fed a wave of dog food. "..."
"Fine. Give her the room card." Fu Qianshen ordered coldly.
He Xi and Lao Zhao didn't dare to disobey Fu Qianshen's order, so they had to do as Feng Yu said.
Lao Zhao let go of He Xi.
He Xi pretended to cough and hooked his lips. "Actually... it's not completely impossible for you to get Mr. Qiu's room."
"What do you mean?" Feng Qingsheng was stunned for two seconds.
He Xi glanced at Lao Zhao again, took out the hotel room card from his pocket, and the arc of his lips deepened. "Although this room card is a copy, many women dream of getting it. If you want it, it's not impossible."
"What do you want?" Feng Qingsheng stared directly at the room card in He Xi's hand.
He Xi's voice turned a bit colder. "Four million. He and I will split it. Only then will we give you the room card."
This time, Feng Qingsheng was smarter. This person had just humiliated her. How could he give her the room card so easily?
Could there be a trick?
Seeing the hesitation in Feng Qingsheng's eyes, He Xi put the room card in his pocket and smiled. "Who would turn down money? As long as my brother and I are well-fed and happy, it doesn't matter who enters the room..."
Hearing this, Feng Qingsheng instantly understood what he meant.
It seemed that this wasn't his first time doing this kind of business.
As long as they could get the money, it didn't matter who went in.
Feng Qingsheng considered the pros and cons and finally agreed. "Okay, I'll agree to it!"
She took out the money Feng Yayin had given her from her bag. There seemed to be a hint of reluctance in her eyes. But thinking that as long as she could become Mrs. Qiu, this money...
It wasn't a waste!
She gritted her teeth and directly handed out the four - million - dollar check.
He Xi took the check and sized up Lao Zhao out of the corner of his eye.
Lao Zhao nodded slightly.
He Xi smiled and handed the copied room card to Feng Qingsheng.
Then the two of them took the money and left Feng Qingsheng.
Holding the room card, there was a hint of pride in Feng Qingsheng's eyes. As long as she had this room card...
Tomorrow, she would be one step closer to the position of Mrs. Qiu!
That night, Feng Qingsheng changed into a sexy and charming pajamas. She quietly took the room card and successfully entered Mr. Qiu's room.
The room was very dark, but there was a faint aroma of incense in the whole room.
This should be Mr. Qiu's room.
She took off the bathrobe outside. She was only left with a sexy pajamas. She walked bare - footed into the room boldly.
"Mr. Qiu..." She lowered her voice and spoke in a coquettish tone.
"Mr. Qiu?" A cold female voice interrupted her beautiful fantasy.
Why was there a woman's voice?
Could it be that He Xi had sold the room card to several women at the same time?
Just then, the light in the room suddenly brightened.
There was only a woman on the bed.
She was wearing a pure white dress, showing her fair calves. And on her face was...
A silver mask!
Was she Mrs. Qiu?