When "Peace Hotel" became extremely popular, the heroine Mu Rou also became extremely popular.

She even has a little trouble with happiness - she's so popular that she can't even handle interviews!

Although there was only this one work in the past two years, it was more famous than the three or five others. This single role pushed her to the ranks of first-line stars, on par with today's Lin Ruosu.

Even many film companies outside have reached out to her and asked her if she would choose to cooperate. Because Mu Rou and Qian Qian only have a cooperative relationship, not artists who have signed a long-term contract.

She declined all of them. Not only because she was grateful to Millennium, but more importantly, there was Duan Xi here, and Chen Ange, who was like a sister to her.

Because of the existence of these two people, Mu Rou's life is pure. Although she is tired and fulfilled every day, she never has to think about the ugly and trivial things outside of work.

If she had been given a choice two years ago, she would still have chosen coldness, hardship, and poverty, and she would not have chosen to succumb to ugliness.

For her, Millennium is a spiritual pure land.

As for the work of the radio station, the newly recruited anchor Guo Guo has also started to go online, which can greatly relieve Mu Rou's work pressure. Although the influence is far less than that of Mu Rou, it can at least keep the column running.

Of course, Guoguo also took advantage of the spotlight of this column and became famous. Even if she is a substitute second anchor, she is more famous than the leading actress in her original radio station.

"I'm being sentimental here again, my has-been little star." Duan Xi's voice sounded from behind.

She turned her head with a smile and saw that he was holding a bag of oranges in his hand. Putting it in front of her, Duan Xi rubbed his hands. It was December, there was light snow outside, and a layer of oranges formed on the river at night.

Thin ice.

"Is it cold?" Mu Rou was a little apologetic, because she was the one who asked Duan Xi to help buy oranges.

"It's not cold." Duan Xi said, but there was a sudden attack on her hands. Two cold hands were directly placed on the back of her neck, making her tremble with coldness.

Then Duan Xi laughed heartlessly and pulled away.

For him from his previous life, although he is not very open to strangers of the opposite sex, he is not too restrictive for friends who are together during the day and in the same room at night. After all, everyone is so familiar and the relationship is so good.

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The important thing is that he also brought a good news to share, and he was sincerely happy for her.

But Mu Rou was still a little conservative in this era. She quickly covered her blushing face, but she didn't resist at all. Instead, she turned to the side shyly.

"Are you angry?" Duan Xi said with a smile, "I want to tell you something happy. A negotiator from the famous jewelry brand Ruixiangtai came and asked you to endorse their jewelry brand. The endorsement fee is 1.2 million for one year. According to the agreement with the company,

As agreed, you can get 600,000 yuan yourself. Luxury luggage Yi Fanden has also called to inquire about your endorsement fee, which is estimated to be another large amount of income."

After all, this is just the beginning, and there will be more and more opportunities in the future.

Recalling that not long ago she was still worrying about hotel rent, Mu Rou now felt like she was in a dream.

"Aren't you happy, our little rich woman?"

"No way, I'm very happy." Mu Rou smiled, "When I had no money, I felt that I needed it too much. But after I got it, I found that what I needed most might not be this."

"what is that?"

Mu Rou was silent for a moment, then asked something that seemed irrelevant: "Will you always be in Danjiang and Qianqian from now on?"

"I...probably." After arriving in the Kunlun world, Duan Xi's soul actually had no definite destination. It was only because of these friends here that he gradually recognized Danjiang.

"Still not sure?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"No matter where you go from now on, take me with you, okay?" Mu Rou's big eyes flickered, full of hope.

Perhaps, this is what she needs most.

Some people say that the most basic needs of human beings are the need for security, then the need for wealth, and then the need for self-worth realization.

But Mu Rou has gone through such a roller coaster ride. After she has no shortage of wealth and can realize her self-worth, what she needs most psychologically is that safe reliance, and she has returned to the starting point.

It was probably this trip around that gave her a clearer understanding of life in the current troubled times.

Inadvertently, she stretched out her hands and grabbed one of Duan Xi's arms.

Duan Xi thought for a while and smiled: "Okay."

"It's a deal!" Mu Rou became excited, much happier than when she just learned about the 1.2 million endorsement, and even couldn't help but hugged Duan Xi's waist.

Perhaps the agreement she understood meant that it would last forever.

But after all, it was the first time for such an intimate expression, and she was a woman. She paused for a moment, then shyly opened her arms, straightened her temples, and said with a smile, "I was a little excited just now."

Duan Xi did not answer, and his smile froze for a moment.

Because at the moment when Mu Rou couldn't help but hug him, a figure flashed at the door, accompanied by a familiar clicking sound.

What the hell?

Duan Xi hurriedly walked out, but couldn't see anything unusual. Although it was already night outside, this was a radio station after all, and there was a night program to be broadcast. It was normal for people to pass by the door.

But, what’s that sound like the shutter of a camera?

The technological level of Kunlun's world today is similar to that of Duan Xi's previous life before and after the First World War, at best equivalent to that of the 1920s. In his previous life, portable cameras did not appear until the 1930s and 1940s.

However, everything cannot be compared rigidly. After all, these are two worlds. It is normal for any deviation in the technology tree at any node.

And according to the memory of his predecessor before he was imprisoned, Kunlun Yuan was already developing this product at that time. If it was put into use in advance, it would not be impossible.

But even if it is put into use, it must be a high-precision product that even high-end newspaper reporters cannot equip. How could such a thing appear in our Danjiang Radio Station?

Maybe I really am too sensitive and too cautious.

Because based on past experience, once an actress becomes famous, she must completely avoid scandals. Once they occur, it will have a huge impact on her career, and her company and products will also be implicated.

Maybe it was because he cared so much about Mu Rou's future that he had that strange hallucination the moment he was embraced by her for the first time.

After scratching his head, Duan Xi returned to the room, only to see Mu Rou already lying on the table with her shoulders hunched.

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Xi patted her shoulder,

"When I hugged you like that just now, did you think I was... frivolous?"

"No way!" Duan Xi didn't expect her thoughts to be so conservative. It was hard for her to think that she had asked her to give her a massage.

"Then you ran out all of a sudden?!"

"I...Sage Shi...well, I had a little misunderstanding just now."

"What did you say 'holding'?"

"Nothing, ha, I'll treat you to a midnight snack. It's snowing outside, so wear thicker clothes."

It's a pity that this is a radio station, not Ganbao Street, and Mu Rou's favorite Xiao Li's wontons are not available outside. But she likes it as long as Duan Xi invites her to eat.

On the street, snowflakes were falling in the cold wind, and there were obviously few passers-by. Mu Rou wrapped her coat tightly, but she was still a little cold.

So Duan Xi took off her long scarf and wrapped her head and neck tightly, like a well-behaved big-headed doll.

Mu Rou happily trotted on the shallow snow, leaving a string of 37-size footprints, which were then stepped on one by one by the 44-size feet behind her.

Not far away, there was another "click" sound that Duan Xi had mistaken for an illusion. But it was already far away, and he never heard it again.

Behind the scenes, in the office of the chairman of the radio station, Chen Ange, who had come here to inspect the work, was crossing his arms and staring out the window.

She was just looking at the snow scene, but unexpectedly she saw the two people going out to have supper.

He was motionless, only blinking his eyes a few times, and his chest rose and fell a little faster, but then returned to normal.

The mountain of meat behind him came up again, and he understood everything immediately. He shook his big head and sighed: "You won't eat it if I give it to you. Others will eat it, but you don't think you can eat it."

Chen Ange snorted coldly and went to grab the phone.

Hong Kun immediately raised his hands: "Finance has already got off work! Moreover, my bonus has been deducted until March next year!"

"Sooner or later, you will die because of that broken mouth." Chen Ange snorted, and his original mood of working overtime to inspect the work was gone. "Let Xiaolong prepare a car and take me back."

"I didn't agree that you two would go back together." After all, Duan Xi and Mu Rou are also living at her place now.

"They are so wild. Look at how fast they run. Can't they run back by themselves?"

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Braving the wind and snow that night, Duan Xi rode his motorcycle and took Mu Rou back to Chen Ange's villa.

We agreed to ride back together, so maybe Chen Ange has some urgent matters? And considering that he and Mu Rou will go on a promotional tour to several cities outside in a few days, Duan Xi really has a lot to explain.

Especially after I leave, I need to be more vigilant about the security of this villa.

The aura killer "Black Rat" told by Jiang Ziying's fourth son has not shown up for some reason, but it is said that this guy is famous for his patience. It seems that in order to assassinate a local gang leader, this guy even lurked for three or four months. Make a move and hit it with one hit.

"You go and rest first. I'll ask the singer to make arrangements for our tour promotion."

After saying that, he went to the small living room on the second floor and saw Chen Ange wearing a tight sweater and drinking tea slowly with his slender thighs raised.

"Come back from a long trip?"

"We just went out for a late-night snack. How can we call it a romantic trip?" Duan Xi smiled and sat on the round chair next to her. "We didn't even say hello, so we left the radio station."

"You two didn't treat me to supper, so why should I bring you back?"

Duan Xi wondered when did you become so petty.

"I'm going out on a promotional tour in a few days, so be careful here. I've investigated the information about Black Rat, and he's a very dangerous guy." Duan Xi warned again, "Also, take your carved runner with you.

Put it under your pillow when you sleep."

"I want you to take care of it!"

"What you said is like taking a drug." Duan Xi sighed, "I was afraid of scaring you before. In fact, I really noticed the approach of the master, but I didn't have time to chase him - I chose to live here.

That night."

"Hey, so it's for my own good that you stay in a humble house?"

"Are you okay today?"

"As big as you!" Chen Ange put down his long legs, yawned and stood up, "Okay, I know your good intentions, go to sleep."

"I'm telling you seriously, don't be so careless."

"Copy that!" Chen Ange lazily returned to his room and slammed the door.
Chapter completed!