The Huayi executive raised an eyebrow. "Do you think a famous internet scumbag can be trusted? Besides, can the content you post be better than the writers I arranged?"

This was a blatant threat, but Lu Zhicheng dared not speak out.

The powerful people behind him said: "I know this guy, the cheating man on the Internet."

"I didn't expect to see such a good show today. I'm here to show my support. Let's see whether you can post it faster or my people can delete it faster."

Lu Zhicheng glanced at the crowd of people behind him, and immediately swallowed his anger and said, "Pei Anan, just wait for me."

Then he took Li Jing'er away.

Before Li Jing'er left, she glared at Pei An'an, her eyes full of resentment.

The relatives also left in disgrace.

A wedding ended so abruptly.

Pei Anan didn't expect the situation to develop like this. He was a little surprised and a little guilty, but he returned to normal after three seconds of guilt.

"Thank you so much this time."

The person in charge of Huayi said: "No, I am not cooperating with you because of my boss's request. The value of your Qinghuan Shop is worth it."

"Just give this amount of profit."

He made a five.

Pei Anan laughed. If the other party helped her for no apparent reason, she wouldn't know how to respond. But the fact that the other party had a request made her feel at ease.

Pei Qinghuan arrived late: "Hey, I saw some familiar people outside just now. An An, you didn't have any conflict with them, did you?"

The familiar people naturally refer to Lu Zhicheng and Li Jing'er.

Pei Anan shook his head: "You missed a good show."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. It's unlucky."

Pei Anan repeated to Pei Qinghuan the application that the person in charge of Huayi had just made.

Pei Qinghuan agreed decisively: "No problem, you helped us, and I was just wondering how to repay you. Now that you've made it so clear, we can discuss it."

The three of them found a restaurant to formally discuss cooperation.

Huayi took a fancy to the first new product, which is the new Chinese style, and planned to cooperate with Qinghuan Shop to create a few more models, with Pei Qinghuan as the model.

Pei Qinghuan didn't expect this: "Me as a model?"

The person in charge nodded.

Pei Qinghuan subconsciously refused: "I'm not suitable. Let's leave it to professionals. I remember Huayi has many suitable models."

The person in charge smiled and said, "That's right, but I changed my mind the moment I saw Miss Pei. Miss Pei has a classical beauty, and she is tall and thin, with a good temperament."

Pei Qinghuan still felt that it was not enough: "Even if you praise me like this, it's useless. I'm not a professional."

The person in charge shook his head: "It doesn't matter if Miss Pei is a professional. The most important point is that Miss Pei is the owner of Qinghuan Shop. This gimmick is enough to attract traffic."

Pei Qinghuan suddenly understood, but he was still a little scared when he thought about being a model.

Pei An'an's eyes lit up: "Sister, you are so beautiful, why don't you give it a try? When I was a store model, I always felt that I couldn't do it. Later, didn't you guide me? I'm sure you are also very skilled in these movements."

"And what the person in charge said is right. This can indeed attract a lot of traffic."

Pei Anan blinked, as if to say, Sister, you can't go against money.

Pei Qinghuan always liked to say this, but he didn't expect that his sister would hit him with it in the end.

She said helplessly: "Okay, I can try, but if the final effect is not good, I must change it."

The person in charge quickly nodded in agreement: "Okay, then it's decided."

The cooperation was negotiated here, but the Lu family was in a mess over there.

"My wedding ended like this!"

Mother Lu looked at the miserable Li Jing'er and said, "Alright, Jing'er, it's almost evening, go and cook."

Li Jing'er was shocked: "Mom, I'm newlywed, how can you bear to ask me to cook?"

Mother Lu stood up and said viciously, "I am your mother-in-law now. If you don't cook, who will? Now that you've married into the Lu family, you're their daughter-in-law. What daughter-in-law doesn't cook?"

Li Jing'er didn't expect that Lu's mother would change her attitude right after they got married: "Mom, I'm pregnant."

Lu Ma didn't buy it: "Didn't An An do housework even when she was pregnant? You just cooked a meal. I didn't ask you to bend over and mop the floor. Why can't you do it?"

"Does it mean that if you get pregnant, I have to take care of you for ten months?"

Li Jing'er looked at Lu Zhicheng for help, but unfortunately the other party was even more irritated.

She used to act like a spoiled child as always: "Zhicheng, look at my hands, they are white and tender, how can they be used for housework? Don't you feel sorry for me?"

Lu Zhicheng pulled his hand back: "Jing'er, Mom is right. What woman doesn't do housework? Since you've married into the family, you should be more accommodating to me and stop arguing with Mom."

"Mom is old now. Do you think I'm going to have to do housework for the rest of my life?"

Li Jing'er was stunned. She didn't expect that Lu Zhicheng wouldn't help her either. She immediately looked like she was about to cry: "Zhicheng, how can you say that to me? I never thought about it that way. Do you want me to be a housewife like Pei Anan and become a yellow-faced woman?"

Lu Zhicheng subconsciously retorted: "How can you say that about someone? Don't use words like 'yellow-faced woman' casually."