Chapter 213: Journey in Search of Love

Ning Qing and Lu Shaoming had been separated since entering the airport gate. Now Lu Shaoming stepped forward to pick up Song Yajing, while Ning Qing stood aside and watched quietly.

Ning Qing knew that the woman next to Song Yajing was Zhou Zhilei, the only granddaughter of the world's winery king.

The Zhou family's red wine is world-famous, with countless wineries under its name. The Zhou family and the Lu family are family friends, and Lu Shaoming and Zhou Zhilei are also childhood sweethearts.

Zhou Zhilei is a beauty with two master's degrees from a prestigious university. After graduation, she entered a winery and worked with great achievements. She is a strong woman with temperament.

Ning Qing remembered the standards of Song Yajing's daughter-in-law. She was from a famous family, reserved, elegant and noble. This probably meant Zhou Zhilei.

A typical lady from a famous family, Shuyuan.

"Mom." Lu Shaoming took the suitcase from Song Yajing's hand, glanced sideways at Zhou Zhilei, and said gently, "Zhilei."

"Brother Ming." No matter how dignified and reserved Zhou Zhilei was, her face turned slightly red and her eyes were full of tenderness when she saw Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming was already familiar with this kind of gaze. He turned a blind eye and showed no expression.

"Shaoming," Song Yajing saw that Zhou Zhilei's feelings for her son were written on her face, she smiled with satisfaction, "This time my mother came to T City to see you and Zhilei made a special trip to come with her. I think this is fine. , it’s easy for you young people to develop feelings together.”

"Mom, I've made a reservation at the hotel, let's go have dinner together." Lu Shaoming changed the subject directly and walked beside Song Yajing.

Song Jingya knew that her son had his own ideas, and haste makes waste. She smiled and patted Zhou Zhilei's little hand holding her arm, "Zhilei, let's go, let's go to dinner as a family."

This "family" made Zhou Zhilei smile shyly, and she couldn't help but steal another glance at Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming was used to this kind of thing, but this was the first time for Ning Qing to see it. She stood aside and watched, feeling as uncomfortable as acid water gushing out of her heart.

Her husband and mother-in-law were all standing next to another woman at the moment.

I heard that Zhou Zhilei is 26 years old this year. She spent her youth waiting for Lu Shaoming. She is really infatuated with Lu Shaoming.

Song Yajing happened to pass by Ning Qing as she walked towards the gate. She saw that Ning Qing's face was not very good-looking, so she whispered to Lu Shaoming, "Shaoming, you have to see clearly the people around you and treat those who are not malicious." With good intentions, you must keep a good distance from the woman who deliberately approaches you. Not just anyone can step through the door of our Lu family. "

Lu Shaoming didn't look at Ning Qing. His tall body walked past Ning Qing like a sharp wind, "Well, Mom, I have a sense of propriety."

…

Ning Qing walked out of the airport gate. She watched Lu Shaoming open the back seat door like a gentleman, Song Yajing and Zhou Zhilei got in, and then the Bentley sped away.

Ning Qing quickly waved down a taxi, "Master, follow the Bentley in front."

…

In the Bentley, Lu Shaoming was driving. Behind him, Song Yajing and Zhou Zhilei were chatting or saying anything to him, but he didn't hear a word clearly.

Looking through the rearview mirror at the taxi that had been following him, he suddenly wanted to know what the girl was doing with him.

…

Ten minutes later, the Bentley stopped in front of a hotel. The three of them got out of the car and sat down by the window in the hotel lobby.

The waiter served the food. Lu Shaoming didn't drink because he was driving. He just poured a drink. When he picked up the cup, he saw the girl's figure on the window glass.

She was standing on the roadside, looking here stupidly.

Is she looking at him?

Lu Shaoming knew that she was looking at him!

"Shaoming, Shaoming..." Song Yajing on the other side called him.

"Huh?" He came back to his senses and responded lazily.

Song Yajing muttered dissatisfiedly, "Shaoming, Zhilei and I came here to see you. Why don't you say a word? You seem to be absent-minded."

"Mom, haven't you found the person to talk to? What else do you want me to say?"

"This child..."

"Aunt, don't be angry. Brother Ming has this kind of personality. By the way, Aunt, why didn't uncle come back this time?" Zhou Zhilei was used to Lu Shaoming's indifference, so she persuaded Song Yajing gently and virtuously.

"Your uncle is busy with work. Didn't he say some time ago that he and your grandpa would go to Europe to attend some top-notch wine banquet? Your uncle and your grandpa have very compatible personalities, and their relationship is like that of father and son..."

Song Yajing and Zhou Zhilei chatted, and Lu Shaoming picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of dried sesame on the plate. He had no appetite, and the corner of his eye fell on the glass window uncontrollably.

A few drops of hazy drizzle drifted on the glass window at some point. Lu Shaoming raised his eyes and saw that it was raining outside.

He put down his chopsticks and looked sideways. The girl was looking down at her toes. Maybe she felt cold. She wrapped her two slim arms around his waist.

Lu Shaoming's breathing was a little unsteady. He raised his hand and was about to call the waiter.

But before the words were spoken, the girl outside the glass window was surrounded by several enthusiastic fans, who were pestering her for autographs.

She signed her name with a smile on her face, and a fan gave her an umbrella.

She turned sideways and slowly let go of the umbrella. It was an umbrella with light purple lace.

She stood numbly for a few seconds, never looking in his direction again, but walked away.

After walking two steps, there was a stall selling cones on the roadside. She took out a few coins from her pocket and bought a strawberry-flavored cone.

Lu Shaoming looked at her. She was holding an umbrella in one hand and her eyes were lowered. A few strands of hair on her cheeks outlined her soft and delicate face. She was like a kitten abandoned by the roadside. She stretched out her pink tongue to lick it. I swallowed the cream from the cone and shed tears while eating.

Yes, she cried again.

Lu Shaoming only blamed himself for his poor vision. He could clearly see her bright red lips trembling sadly and helplessly. A passerby bumped into her shoulder on the roadside. She didn't even raise her head, crying and eating a cone. gone.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes and opened them with some force.

Song Yajing, who was opposite, noticed her son's abnormality and asked with concern, "Shaoming, what's wrong with you? Do you have a headache again?"

"Brother Ming, do you want me to call my eldest brother? He..."

Lu Shaoming stroked his forehead. His handsome face was a little pale. He stood up and said, "Mom, I have a headache. You eat slowly. I'm going back first."

"Shaoming."

"Brother Ming."…

…

When Lu Shaoming got into the Bentley, he really had a headache and felt like his heart had been stung by a bee.

Pressing his temples with his thumb, his cell phone rang. It was Zhou Dayuan's call.

Zhou Dayuan is Zhou Zhilei's brother, and he has a good relationship with him. Zhou Dayuan graduated from Harvard Medical School and stayed in the UK to become a doctor after graduation. Now he is a professor of medicine at the age of 30. This time, he is the attending doctor for his surgery in the UK. .

Lu Shaoming answered the phone, frowned and said, "Hello, Dayuan."

Zhou Dayuan immediately heard something unusual in his words. He asked in a clean and gentle voice, "Shaoming, what's wrong with you? Do you have a headache again?"

"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded.

"I've already told you that you need to rest after recovering from a serious illness and are not suitable to start work immediately. In addition, the surgery has caused partial amnesia on your part. Don't force yourself to recall the past."

Lu Shaoming leaned his head on the seat in despair, and said to himself, "Da Yuan, what are the memories I lost? Why do I feel that my heart is empty and everything around me has changed?" Yes, and..."

Also, there was a girl who made him feel heartache.

…

Ning Qing raised her head after finishing a cone, and before she knew it, she had arrived at Banmingxuan Villa.

She stepped up the stairs step by step and stood in the corridor outside the villa door.

This corridor carries many memories. She once stood here several times waiting for Lu Shaoming to come home, and threw herself into his arms with her bare feet...

Now the building is empty, there is no warm light in the villa, the lawn is cold, the villa is dark, and there is a dead silence like ancient water everywhere.

Her delicate white hands touched the carved rosewood door inch by inch. When tired, she sat on the steps and buried her little face in her knees.

Her Lu Shaoming.

When will her Lu Shaoming come back?

Three months.

Time is so short.

Will he fall in love with her again?

She admitted that she was deeply hurt by the scene in the hotel. The three of them were sitting together under bright lights, while she was alone, standing in the rain. Her mother-in-law did not like her, and another woman appeared beside him.

She was jealous and jealous.

Lu Shaoming, does he know that she is his little wife and he can only belong to her?

…

Xiao Zhou got off the nanny's car. She looked at the small group of people huddled on the steps and hurriedly ran forward, "Ning Qing, why are you here? Your mobile phone can't get through and I can't find you. I'm so busy." I'm so anxious. It's raining now and you don't hold an umbrella. You're all wet. Come back to the car with me and don't catch a cold."

Ning Qing slowly nodded, looked at Xiao Zhou, and said, "Xiao Zhou, I thought of it."

"What?"

"I thought of a better advertisement for Bai Lailing."

Xiao Zhou refused to listen. When she heard this, she quickly lifted Ning Qing to her feet. She touched Ning Qing's forehead and said distressedly, "Ning Qing, did you have a fever and burned out your brain? Are you sitting here just to think nonsense?" Lai Ling Advertising? Come with me."

Xiao Zhou took Ning Qing's hand and led her into the car.

…

In the car, Ning Qing wiped the water from her hair and wrapped herself in a wool blanket. Xiao Zhou handed her the hot milk tea, and Ning Qing took a sip.

"It's delicious, thank you Xiao Zhou."

Looking at Ning Qing's heartless smile, Xiao Zhou felt his eyes wet. Ning Qing had always been a very strong girl, but she would lock herself up and lick her wounds when no one was around.

"Ning Qing, if you are sad, just say so. You came to this old love nest with Mr. Lu just to remember the past. Don't scare me with any advertisements."

Ning Qing smiled innocently and said, "Xiao Zhou, I really thought of a good advertisement. I think Shaoming can fall in love with me again in three months, but only if I give something to let people love me." Yeah. He is not a superficial person, and he will not fall in love with me just by showing off my pretty face for a few times, so I have to show my achievements to impress him. Are you still afraid that he doesn’t have me in his heart?”

Xiao Zhou was relieved now. It turned out that Ning Qing was normal. She was curious, "Ning Qing, what good idea did you come up with?"

Ning Qing blinked mysteriously and leaned into the back seat with her milk tea in hand.

Lu Shaoming, prepare to hand over your heart!

…

Going to Guangqing the next day, Ning Qing went straight to Ye Ting's office.

"Manager Ye, I have come up with a better commercial for Bai Lailing."

"Oh, really?" Ye Ting didn't expect that Ning Qing would really take this matter to heart. She responded perfunctorily and continued the work at hand.

"Manager Ye, we will change the T-stage catwalk show directly into a drama, and then insert Bai Lailing's advertisement into the drama."

Ye Ting looked up from a pile of project lists and asked in surprise, "What, product placement? Ning Qing, what are you thinking about? Product placement is something that cannot be put on the table, that is, it is a behind-the-scenes operation. Now you are actually Are you going to use product placement to market Bai Lailing in the drama? Then everyone’s attention will be on the drama, and Bai Lailing will become a supporting role. You are reversing the priorities.”

"How could it be?" Ning Qing's fair face was filled with confidence and calmness. She slowly explained, "I personally wrote the script of this drama. It must have been caused by Bai Lailing. A story, the drama combines the modern aesthetic style of the T stage and the plasticity of the story. We invited the most popular kings and queens in the entertainment industry to play the role, which fully achieved the star effect. "

"Secondly, although product placement is something that is not on the table, you can't deny that product placement has been everywhere and has caused a lot of controversy. Now we are officially putting product placement on the screen and using controversy and public opinion to stir up controversy. Hot topics, the more controversial something is, the more popular it is. Bai Lailing will definitely hit the market. "

"Finally, in recent years, the fixed model of advertising has been T-stage shows plus commercials, so why can't we break new ground? Unconventional, bold ideas, and the courage to try are the fresh blood that the market needs now. We can be the leader and pioneer A new era in advertising.”

Ye Ting listened in a daze. To be honest, she didn't take Ning Qing's method to heart yesterday or just now, because Ning Qing was not familiar with the specialty of the art.

But she found that she was wrong. Ning Qing seemed to have gone back to media school to study marketing and production. It must be said that her unconventional methods were bold and innovative, and very novel.

Why didn't she think of it?

Ye Ting was a little frustrated. As a Harvard student, her abilities were obvious to all. Listening to Ning Qing's method, she could foresee the huge reputational benefits that would come if the drama advertisement was successful.

Always imitated, never surpassed, it is legendary.

Will Bai Lailing become that legend?

Ye Ting coughed to hide her shock, and asked, "What is the theme of Bai Lailing's drama advertisement this time? Have you thought about it?"

"Yes," Ning Qing nodded. She raised her eyes to look at the gorgeous sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling window and smiled lovingly, "The theme of Bai Lailing is the journey of finding love."

Ye Ting was silent for a few seconds, "This method is difficult to operate. You go back and make a specific implementation plan. I will review it and discuss with the team whether it is feasible."

"Okay." Ning Qing saw that there was hope and quickly nodded in agreement.