Chapter 025 *Big Brainless

In the summer afternoon, the scorching sun is like fire.

Outside the coffee house on the left bank, Su Qianai was pulling Jiang Xinyao and walking in.

Just as she was about to step into the door, Jiang Xinyao stopped her feet, glanced at it, and whispered, "Xiao Ai, I'm so nervous!"

Su Qianai waved her hand to comfort her bitter-faced good friend: "Xinyao, it's okay. I'll talk for you when appropriate."

Jiang Xinyao shook her head again and swallowed: "Xiao Ai, I'm afraid I can't speak well, or you can talk to them by yourself."

"It's too late." Su Qianai didn't care about Jiang Xinyao's embarrassed appearance and pulled her straight to Table 18.

At table 18, there was a man in a white shirt and drinking tea slowly.

Seeing that the waiter was refilling the tea, and there seemed to be no heat in the teapot at all. It can be imagined that the man had been sitting here for a long time.

Su Qianai winked at Jiang Xinyao. Jiang Xinyao, who looked a little uneasy, came to the man, tried to hold up a smile, and asked softly, "Hello, are you introduced by editor Liu Xi?"

The man looked up at Jiang Xinyao and quickly stood up. His eyes immediately bent into a beautiful arc and nodded slightly: "Hello, I was introduced by Liu Xi. My name is..."

At this time, the man found Su Qianai standing beside Jiang Xinyao. He was stunned, but immediately smiled and greeted Su Qianai: "Xiao Ai, why are you here? What a coincidence!"

"What a coincidence, what a coincidence, what a ape dung!" Su Qianai, who was originally expressionless, swung his teeth at Leng Xiaoyu, and then sat in the chair opposite him, deliberately biting the sound of the word "ape dung" heavily.

Leng Xiaoyu looked at Su Qianai's stinky face, seemed to understand something, and suddenly laughed.

Su Qianai's face became more ugly. She rudely glanced at Leng Xiaoyu, and several sharp eyes with small flying knives shot at Leng Xiaoyu.

"Do you know each other?" Jiang Xinyao looked at the two people in front of her and asked curiously.

"I know!"

"I don't know!"

Two sounds are emitted from two mouths at the same time.

Jiang Xinyao was even more confused: "Do you know each other or not?"

"Even if I didn't know him before, I know him now." Leng Xiaoyu ignored Su Qianai's expression, handed a business card to Jiang Xinyao, and introduced himself with a smile, "My name is Leng Xiaoyu. What should I call you?"

"I, I..." Jiang Xinyao's mind was empty and she suddenly forgot how to answer. She sweated on the tip of her nose. She twisted her hands uneasily and turned her eyes to Su Qianai for help.

"Her pen name is Feng Piaoxu, and her real name is Jiang Xinyao. I don't know which one Mr. Leng asked?" Su Qianai answered on behalf of Jiang Xinyao unswervely.

"Jiang Xinyao, Xinyao, this name is very easy to read." Leng Xiaoyu obviously had a good impression of Jiang Xinyao and chewed her name carefully with a smile. "Hello, Miss Jiang. I have read your masterpiece. I appreciate Miss Jiang's literary talent and am also very interested in this novel. I would like to ask Miss Jiang, how did she come up with the idea of such a genre of work?

"I..." Jiang Xinyao concluded again, and her eyes turned to Su Qianai again.

"The inspiration came suddenly." Su Qianai was still studying Leng Xiaoyu's business card. She raised her eyelids and glanced at Leng Xiaoyu blankly. "Mr. Leng, Xinyao is my good friend. She has always been not good at words and only knows how to write. I am her most loyal fan and the person who knows her best. If you have any questions, you can ask me, and I can answer them for her."

Leng Xiaoyu was stunned by Su Qianai's answer. He looked at Jiang Xinyao, who was a little red with interest, and said with great understanding, "Miss Jiang, it doesn't matter. We can communicate slowly."

Jiang Xinyao smiled unnaturally at Leng Xiaoyu: "Uh-huh, communicate slowly, communicate slowly."

"Ceng Xiaoyu, your business card only says the chairman of the rising star company. I have to ask, what is the scope of your rising star company? Do you still invest in film and television? Su Qianai shook his business card at Leng Xiaoyu and interrupted the conversation between him and Jiang Xinyao. Obviously, he looked down on his pretended to be so kind.

Leng Xiaoyu tilted his head and looked at Su Qianai: "What, does Miss Su doubt my identity or my sincerity? Businessman, you can try to invest as long as you make money. What's wrong with this?

"Of course it's not right! Since you are the chairman of the company, and even Ginza Qunyinghui is under the name of your company, the strength of your company must not be underestimated. Why does your big chairman come to meet such a small author in person and talk about these things with her in person? Su Qianai looked at him with a look of complete distrust.

"Oh? I want to ask, what Miss Su's words mean..." Leng Xiaoyu was not angry. The smile on his face seemed to be engraved on it, and he didn't mean to withdraw at all.

Su Qianai looked unindifferent and spread her hands: "I'm not you. How can I know what you mean!"

"I appreciate Xinyao's talent and believe in the charm of her works. Are you satisfied with Miss Su?" Leng Xiaoyu turned his eyes to Jiang Xinyao again, leading to the topic between her, "Xinyao, are you a full-time writer?"

"I, I'm not a full-time writer, but I just like to write a little bit." Jiang Xinyao quickly glanced at Su Qianai, and then answered.

Leng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Do you just like to write something? You are too modest. Don't you know how popular your book is on the Internet now?

Jiang Xinyao shook her head blankly: "I, I just write, other things, I haven't paid attention to it."

Leng Xiaoyu's eyes showed approval: "It's rare to see an indifferent person like you. If there is a chance, we must discuss it together."

Su Qianai held her head with one hand and gently tapped on the table with one hand. Meimu kept scanning Leng Xiaoyu and inserted a sentence coldly: "Mr. Leng, you seem to be very interested in our Xinyao. There is an old saying? If you have nothing to do, you will be a thief if you are not a traitor!"

She deliberately held the sound of the word "Oh" to the elder.

"Does your Yi Ning often rape or steal?" Leng Xiaoyu laughed and said, "That's why you see too much?"

"Our family never has nothing to do with attention, unlike some people who always play small plots behind their backs and use some shady means to play tricks on people. Our Xinyao has always been honest and never likes to deal with such people. Su Qianai slowly turned her eyes from Leng Xiaoyu to another place, with a look of being too lazy to deal with you.

"Miss Su misunderstood. I'm the most authentic good people, and I never do anything."

"Real? The first time you saw our Xinyao, you were so enthusiastic. Don't you ask us to be attentive? Su Qianai immediately refuted his words.

"I just admire Xinyao's talent. I always thought that talented women were dinosaurs, and that beautiful women were brainless. Today, Xinyao subverted my previous definition of talented women. Leng Xiaoyu said this obvious praise slowly.

Su Qianai laughed and said, "Our Xinyao is a talented woman and a beautiful woman. This is indisputable, because she is too outstanding, so there are nasty flies sticking everywhere she goes, which is also very normal."

"Yes, yes, yes, I envy Miss Su for having such a good friend. Miss Su, you are so beautiful. You only need to communicate more with Xinyao in the future. I believe you will be closer to the talented woman." Leng Xiaoyu kindly persuaded her.

Su Qianai understood his words, stared at him angrily, and immediately collapsed a sentence: "It's not difficult to write a novel!"

Leng Xiaoyu listened and laughed: "Yes, it's not difficult to write a novel. Miss Su is closer to Xinyao and a little talented. Maybe Miss Su can write a good novel one day, and let me have a chance to worship."

"You--" Su Qianai concluded again.

Looking at the wrong atmosphere, Jiang Xinyao quickly stood up to explain for Su Qianai: "Mr. Leng, in fact, Xiao Ai is..."

"Sinyao, I should learn more from you in the future, so that I can have the opportunity to kill some boring flies and mosquitoes." Su Qianai interrupted Jiang Xinyao's words, gritted her teeth and said such words, and glanced at Leng Xiaoyu with contemptuous eyes.

"Sinyao, I am very sincere about our cooperation. You can go back and think about it first, and then call me, and then we will discuss some details of the cooperation separately." Leng Xiaoyu doesn't seem to want to waste time fighting with Su Qianai here.

Discuss it alone?

Listening to the words "discussion alone", Jiang Xinyao immediately looked sideways at Su Qianai.

"Hey, Leng Xiaoyu, why do you want to talk alone? Can't we talk about it now?" Su Qianai stared at Leng Xiaoyu cautiously and didn't trust him very much.

"Miss Su, you think too much. I just want to better understand some ideas and arrangements for Xinyao's creation of this novel, so that I can better understand her ideas and make our cooperation more perfect. Xinyao, don't you think so?" Leng Xiaoyu spoke very softly to Jiang Xinyao.

Su Qianai quickly refused his idea of talking to Xinyao alone: "What do you want to ask? Just tell me now. I can answer on behalf of Xinyao in a comprehensive way."

Leng Xiaoyu took a look at Jiang Xinyao, who was very silent, and said to Su Qianai puzzledly, "After all, Xinyao is the original author of the book. You are just a reader. I'm afraid it is difficult to fully grasp the various emotions that the author wants to express. And I heard that books have always been a hypnotic tool for Miss Su. I don't know when Miss Su has changed her preferences?