Lin Muhua drove here. After finding his car in the parking lot, he reversed out of the parking space, lowered the window and said goodbye to others.

"Go together another day." Ouyang Mingmei said with a smile.

"Okay." Lin Muhua agreed readily and waved to the others: "Okay, I'll leave first, you guys will slow down on the way."

"Yes." The three of them spoke in unison.

Lin Muhua then closed the car window, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away slowly.

Ouyang Minghao drove over, picked up Ouyang Mingmei and Song Menghan, and ran away.

After Han Tong watched the two cars leave one after another, his expression became complicated.

"Hey, don't be sad." Ling Xiangnan walked over and patted Han Tong on the shoulder.

Han Tong coughed a little awkwardly and stuffed the stack of banknotes into his pocket.

"How can I feel sad? Didn't I see that I was getting a chat just now? "Han Tong shrugged easily, then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

smoothly?

Is it...

Ling Xiangnan twitched his lips: "I really didn't see it..."

"You said you have low IQ. You don't believe it yet, but you can't see it?" Han Tong smiled: "I deliberately took the money to see if it was her. If she was greedy for money, she would definitely say yes. Since she said no, it proves that she is not greedy for money and has a good character!"

Han Tong said that his eyebrows were flying, while Ling Xiangnan was covered in black lines.

"You have seen this right character. The key is that you have found out that round-rotation kick just now. The key is, have you found out the most important things, what is your surname, name, where you live, phone number, what you do, whether you are getting married... Do you know these?" Ling Xiangnan was really speechless to Han Tong.

"Why do you know this? No matter who she is, or whether she is married or not. I, Han Tong, like it, and I will definitely catch up with you!" Han Tong was overwhelmed with confidence and clenched his fists.

Ling Xiangnan suppressed the idea of ​​beating Han Tong in his heart.

Where does this kid get the confidence?

Not to mention that Han Tong knows nothing about that person’s information, he shouldn’t even have a photo. It’s very difficult to find out just by remembering and describing the person’s appearance.

Moreover, if that person is married, wouldn’t Han Tong be a shameful third party?

Alas, this Han Tong is so heart-wrenching.

It seems that I can only ask about the situation of her friend through Ouyang Mingmei, and then see if I can take on the role of matchmaker.

Ling Xiangnan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then reached out and put his hand on Han Tong's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Brother, it's really not that I said you, you, it's OK!"

Ling Xiangnan almost gritted his teeth and said this.

He was speechless to the extreme.

"This is for sure." Han Tong agreed with a smile.

Ling Xiangnan slapped Han Tong on the shoulder with all his strength, and almost slapped Han Tong on the shoulder with a slap.

"Hey, can you be gentle?" Han Tong rubbed his slightly numb shoulders to express his dissatisfaction.

"For people like you, it's really impossible to express my feelings if they are not heavy." Ling Xiangnan said with a slight smile, then reached out and put his hand on Han Tong's shoulder: "Okay, okay, go back, your employees are still waiting to toast you. If you go back late, wouldn't the employees say that you, the boss, are unreliable?"

"It's rare to see a boss as reliable as me, okay." Han Tong turned around and walked to the private room on the second floor with a smile and talking and laughing.

The Ouyang siblings sent Song Menghan home. Ouyang Minghao drove in front, while Ouyang Mingmei and Song Menghan chatted in the back seat.

Suddenly, Ouyang Mingmei took out an envelope from her handbag and stuffed it into Song Menghan's hand.

"Sister Mingmei. Is this?" Song Menghan felt the thickness of the envelope and asked in confusion.

"This is for you to take photos." Ouyang Mingmei said without saying a word and stuffed the envelope into Song Menghan's hands.

Song Menghan quickly stuffed the envelope back.

"Sister Mingmei, I can't accept this money." Song Menghan refused: "Sister Mingmei has been taking care of me. She and Sister Mu Hua introduced me so many customers. I have received enough commissions. I really can't accept your money anymore."

"One thing is the same thing. I will introduce you to customers because you are my fitness consultant. The help I have given me is so great. Look, my waist is already two inches thinner now." Ouyang Mingmei pointed to her gradually slender waist.

Although she was very busy during this period and had almost no time to go to the gym, Song Menghan specially prepared a set of yoga and aerobics suitable for her to practice at home, combined with the same weight loss meal as usual, and no longer had to take daily supplements for the so-called pregnancy preparation, Ouyang Mingmei quickly lost weight.

And these are really thanks to Song Menghan.

"These are the money you deserve to help me shoot clothes, so you have to take it." Ouyang Mingmei explained the matter clearly.

"But, I just repay Sister Ouyang for helping me..." Song Menghan wanted to refuse.

Ouyang Minghao couldn't help it.

He knew that Song Menghan was the eldest in the family, and his younger brothers and sisters had to go to school, and his mother had to buy medicine to nourish her body. Almost all the burdens of the family were on Song Menghan.

"Menghan, I'll take it if you want to take it. These are indeed what you deserve. These days, in addition to shooting, you also have to help me arrange props and choose matching. It's really hard." Ouyang Minghao interjected.

"Yes, if you give, you have to pay back. If you don't accept it this time, I'm embarrassed to ask you for help next time. Do you have to make our relationship distant before you are happy?" Ouyang Mingmei pretended to be angry.

"Okay." Since both Ouyang Mingmei and Ouyang Minghao insisted, Song Menghan had to put it away, but felt that the thickness of the envelope was much thicker than he had imagined, so he felt a little embarrassed: "If Sister Mingmei needs help, call me anytime, but next time, don't give so much. I'm an amateur and it's not worth so much."

"How much is worth it, it's the buyer's order. Don't be humble." Ouyang Mingmei smiled.

Ouyang Minghao also laughed, and Song Menghan blushed a little shyly.

Ouyang Minghao saw a slight blush on Song Menghan's white and tender face from the rearview mirror. Somehow, he suddenly felt very satisfied and happy.

The car continued to drive and soon arrived at Song Menghan's residence.

In an older community, Song Menghan shared a house with others, on the fifth floor of the building near the entrance of the community.

"Goodbye, Sister Mingmei." Song Menghan got off the car and said goodbye to Ouyang Mingmei. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!