Chapter 86

Apricot eyes are charming, bent into crescent shape, and slender fingers gracefully hold the cup and send it to the mouth. Taste two mouthfuls, and the wine red liquid remains on the delicate lips.

She licked it lightly, put down the cup without haste and delay, and said faintly, "it's just touching porcelain to complete the villain's mission."

Yang Panpan endured again and again to suppress the impulse in his heart and was eager to wipe away the evil thoughts for Nanxi.

It's so tempting that she can't control a woman, let alone a man.

I can't blame the young master of Zhang Jia. Painting Tianyu is a prison for entertainment and trapping Nanxi.

If she has conditions, she will.

Try to put your thoughts on the right path and realize that the understatement doesn't get to the point at all.

I know how to touch porcelain. How do you know he will walk this way at this time

Apricot eyes blinked and flashed a trace of the cunning of the little fox: "his leader just told him not to hurt his work and go home to cultivate for a while, and this road is the only way for him to go home."

Yang Panpan wondered, "why is he as depressed as losing his job?"

Nanxi happily raised her hand and called the store manager. After ordering lunch, she replied, "people fishing in troubled waters are certainly most afraid of leadership conversation, and even more afraid of hearing company notices such as going home."

Yang Panpan suddenly realized: "you first find their leader, then guard him on his way to work, and finally let the bodyguard touch porcelain to cause internal injury to him!!"

Nanxi confessed: "yes, unfortunately, my personal lawyer is the leader of Jin Bing. Since Huang Ma still plans to use love to influence stubborn stones, I'll help her."

Before, fengxiao didn't want to disturb the company. He consulted with Jin Bing privately. This is not a private secret. It doesn't matter. Lawyer Wang reports it to Gao Qiufeng. In the morning, she should not be soft hearted and leave room for lawyers who have no moral bottom line, which is tantamount to asking for trouble.

Yang Panpan rubbed his goose bumped arm back and forth with his hand. He was a little pathetic to Jin Bing. With his injuries and offending the leader Jin Zhu, even if he recovers for more than half a year, his work will be gone for eight years. I'll have to rely on my father-in-law again. I guess I'll put my tail away and be good.

At first, Yang Panpan wondered why Nanxi didn't let people directly fire Jin Bing and let people play with death reprieve. Not only did he die, but also he died of despair suffering from mental torture.

"You're miserable when he gets into trouble." he thinks he's tough enough and puts it in front of Nanxi. It's just the tip of the iceberg.

Nanxi picked up the drink stirring stick, turned around at will and said, "as long as the villain lives one day, how can he make the protagonist feel better."

Yang Panpan was excited. He felt a cold wind blowing behind him and shouted, "don't say the most cruel words in the most gentle tone. The little panda is afraid."

Nanxi smiled and stared at her with a deep meaning: "people who like to black others really need to keep a sense of crisis all the time."

The little panda storm cried: "I know my mistake. Is it time to repent now?"

The smile at the bottom of apricot eyes became stronger and stronger, which proved that he was in a good mood. Yang Panpan breathed.

Suddenly, Nanxi's phone rang. He picked up his name and lost his smile. Connect, don't speak, wait for the other side to speak first.

Zhang Yichen: "don't hurry back to the crew in the afternoon. Come to my office."

Destined to be a disturbing afternoon, lunch must be happy. Put aside your troubles for the time being.

After a refreshing lunch, the store manager sent a sky blue velvet gift box and introduced it intimately: "I see you prefer to eat the green plum in our store. In particular, I packed you a green plum wine and dried green plum."

Nanxi took it and thanked her with satisfaction.

Seeing them off, the store manager came to the Steinway sons piano on the terrace.

Add tea to the player and report respectfully: "boss, things have been delivered."

The fast-paced piano music stopped abruptly, and the slender fingers closed the lid.

Peach blossom eyes quietly looked at the top of the piano, placed a group photo of the two, and gently replied: "well, you go and be busy."

"OK."

The store manager didn't dare to talk much and stepped down with confusion. I don't understand why the boss came back hard, but didn't come forward to meet the big star. Perhaps some feelings, a distant look is enough to comfort missing?

Anyway, he is a layman who doesn't understand. If he likes a girl, he has to meet every day.

"Sister Xi, I want to go home and sleep."

Yang Panpan applied and went back to lie on the standard tatami on the first floor. Didn't she sleep well? Why accompany Nanxi to find Zhang Yichen? The woman tortured the man to relay. She's not a couple's sparring trainer.

Nanxi supported her head to sleep, closed her eyes and asked, "are you sleepy?"

Yang Panpan said "Er" twice, and the broken jar broke and fell: "I'm not very sleepy. I don't want to see the young master Zhang. You see, I haven't washed my hair for four days. It's so oily. It's impolite to see outsiders."

"Head oil is easy to solve." Nanxi stretched out her hand to Amy who came to report this afternoon. "Give me the makeup powder."

Amy knew what Nanxi wanted to do and took out G's four grid loose powder from her makeup bag: "this is the most effective way to remove oil. You can adjust the amount of makeup every time."

Nanxi took over, unscrewed the square box and poured it over Yang Panpan's head.

"Pull with your hand."

Yang Panpan blurted out and scolded, "WOC, sister Xi, you're almost ready. You can't see anyone on the head of this white flower."

Nanxi hooked her neck, helped her spread the powder and urged: "don't talk, get it quickly."

Yang Panpan had to row and pull in a mess, and the oily bangs were scattered.

Almost formed, Amy handed over the makeup mirror: "here, have a look."

Looking in the mirror, you can see that the condition of your hair is certainly not as good as that just cleaned. But it's really out of oil. It's like the next day after taking a bath.

Exclaimed: "Niu X's cosmetics, I want to write down the brand."

Arriving at Tianyu headquarters, Nanxi took the bodyguard and Yang Panpan to the elevator. The quality (courage?) of Tianyu employees has been trained early. They have seen all kinds of big stars and will not make a fuss.

The key is to look around. The Company expressly forbids it. There is no place to complain about grievances.

Out of the elevator, a man greeted him with tears in his eyes: "Oh, our president Nan is back, but we want to die."

Uncle Zhou Jie shook his fat belly and played coquettish.

South Xi sideways flashed through his nose, and said to Amy, "makeup powder and perfume are used for him."

Amy happily picked up the job, gave a wild sprinkle to the greasy uncle, and commanded the uncle to finish it. The overall image is much cleaner.

Several people inadvertently let others see, one spread ten, ten spread a hundred, on the same day, G bulk powder was sold out at all local counters.

After the core of G family learned the reason, they didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Good loose powder turns into disposable hair cleaning powder, and the grade drops sharply. But the sales are there. I'll ask you if you lower your head. The final choice is not to compete with money, launch a new wash free hair mask, and retain the final stubbornness of loose powder.

She begged Nanxi for her endorsement and was rejected again. Reason: it has signed a new year endorsement agreement with do and cannot breach the contract.

The G family is ruthless and sends out an invitation to speak for next year at a high price. This is completely a gambling behavior. The information changes rapidly. The prophet of zaniu can't accurately predict which new star will explode and which will fall tomorrow.

Read in each other's sincerity, Nanxi promised to give priority to next year.

G's family:... For a piece of sincerity?