Chapter 1757: Indeed, They Are From Two Different Worlds

At six in the morning, the production crew had already arrived outside Mo Yesi's villa.

When the photography crew's car stopped outside Mo Yesi's villa, several photographers and staff members in the car looked at the environment around the villa and sighed: "Qiao Mianmian actually lives in Lushan Villa. A villa here must be worth hundreds of millions, right?"

"Hundreds of millions? Hundreds of millions is probably not enough. This is a top-level wealthy area. A villa is at least 500 million. And it depends on the area. I think this villa is probably more than 500 million."

"Tsk, this is really a place that only top-level wealthy people can afford to live in. Qiao Mianmian is still a newcomer, and she definitely can't afford so much money to buy a villa here. Could this villa be bought by her tall, rich and handsome boyfriend?"

"It should be. Isn't it said that they are from the Mo family? Buying a villa here should be affordable."

"If it weren't for this filming, I guess I would never be able to step into this place in my life."

To enter the villa area, you need an identity permit.

Otherwise, ordinary people can't enter such a place at all.

Before the program crew came to shoot, Mo Yesi had to say hello to the security department, and the program crew was allowed in.

The black RV waited outside for a while, and the black carved copper door slowly opened. The voice of the security guard came from inside, allowing them to drive in.

When the black RV drove into the villa.

The people in the car looked at everything around them, and once again lamented that the world of the rich and theirs were indeed two different worlds.

So why is there such a saying that poverty limits imagination.

People from different classes are people living in two different worlds.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't even imagine such a mansion.

The program crew's car drove to the fountain pool in front of the residential area and stopped.

Several photographers got out of the car with their cameras, and Ryan was waiting with the bodyguards and maids in the villa. After seeing the photographers get out of the car, Ryan stepped forward and smiled, "Welcome, gentlemen. Miss Qiao just got up and is still washing up. I wonder if you gentlemen have had breakfast."

Because Qiao Mianmian and Mo Yesi are still lovers to the outside world.

So Mo Yesi had told Ryan and the others in advance, and Ryan changed his way of addressing Qiao Mianmian.

When seeing Ryan waiting outside with a group of servants, several photographers turned their heads and looked at each other for a few seconds, and each of them sighed in their hearts that the world of the rich was indeed different from theirs.

Even the servants and bodyguards here have first-class temperament and aura, far exceeding ordinary people.

No wonder the maids in the ancient aristocratic families were looked up to.

Although it is a job to serve people, it also depends on who the person is served.

"We, we just ate a little." One of the responsible persons replied.

Ryan smiled and said, "We are just making breakfast for Miss Qiao. You all came here so early, so you must not have eaten well. Why don't we eat first and then shoot? There should be no hard and fast rules on the shooting time. Can we shoot a little later?"

The person in charge looked at the others, hesitated, and said a little embarrassedly, "This is not a good idea. That's so embarrassing."

"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Ryan smiled and said, "I made a lot of breakfast. Although I don't know much about your work, I guess it's also very hard. Only after eating well can you have the energy and strength to work well."