Chapter 216

Coax what? Nanxi was surprised and looked at Zhang Yichen with her side eyes. She didn't think he needed to coax. His face is the same as usual. He is cold, arrogant and uninhibited. Full marks for conceit.

The horn of the rear vehicle became more and more impatient. Xiao Li didn't dare to drive easily. The two people in the back row stared at Zhang Yichen and chose to remain silent.

Nanxi had to draw close to Zhang Yichen, fell in his ear and whispered, "what's the matter?"

Zhang Yichen hands the mobile phone to Nanxi, who takes it over.

He Lan replied at the end of the chat two minutes ago: the matter has been handled. You can stay with your wife at ease.

"Oh, it was handled." Nanxi suddenly arranged for Xiao Li with a little loss: "drive."

"OK, sister."

Liang Tingrui in the back row quietly wiped his tears and comforted He Lan in his irritability one by one.

It seemed that it was not enough for him to suffer. He pulled Yang Panpan over to share his depression. Pointing to the complaints of He Lan in his mobile phone, he said with his mouth: what to deal with!

Yang Panpan spread his hands and said it was useless to tell her. She was also powerless to Zhang Yichen.

Liang Tingrui was forced to find the Canadian representative and edit English to communicate with the other party. Specifically, he was looking for a way to coax the other party so that the other party could accept the rescheduling.

Arriving at the conference room of Lu Qing's game manufacturing company, a large number of people surrounded the door and let their project manager roar away.

The manager took the tea and delivered it in person. He politely handed it to him with both hands and said, "Hello, Nanxi. I've heard a lot about your name. We contacted Tianyu several times before. I hope you can speak for us. Unfortunately, they were all rejected. I hope you can make a difference to our company through Xiao Lu's communication with you."

Nanxi took the job, smiled and said, "thank you."

Obviously not in line with the central idea of the attitude, but did not frustrate the manager, enthusiastically said a lot of introductions.

Not to mention that Nanxi doesn't understand, Yang Panpan, who is keen on online games, can't understand. At first, he can help translate a few words in Nanxi's ear and introduce them as an RPG online game, commonly known as role-playing game. Players can form teams with other players to upgrade, interact, fight, etc.

The back manager spoke too professionally. Yang Panpan was incompetent in translation and simply turned on his mobile phone.

When the familiar King pesticide publicity music sounded, the manager awkwardly lifted his water cup to drink.

"Where's Lu Qing?" Nanxi asked.

The manager made an excuse: "wait a moment, he will come back from his work."

Afraid that Nanxi could see through his guilty heart, she looked around the conference room and caught a glimpse of two men sitting in the depths. One of the men who commanded another man, with his own arrogance, naturally lowered his voice and asked the big stars around him: "who are they?"

Yang Panpan has just bought a shoe in the game and is ready to rush to the middle road tower. Hearing this topic of death, how can she eat less melons.

Against the risk of being reported, take a look at Nanxi, then take a look at Zhang Yichen, and wait for melon to come.

From her observation, Nanxi's smile remained unchanged, and she was much more calm than Zhang Yichen. It was enough to judge from Zhang Yichen's conversation with Liang Tingrui for a few seconds.

"Important people."

Listening to Nanxi's level answer, Yang Panpan really wanted to applaud for her. A word to resolve the crisis, in exchange for the manager's Epiphany expression and Zhang Yichen's continued busy.

The manager thought that Zhang Yichen was Nanxi's agent. He nodded again and again, looked at Zhang Yichen with admiration, and flattered: "I see. It's really beautiful. I hope he can agree to our cooperation in the future."

Patronized to eat melons, the game died twice in his hand, and his teammates shouted and scolded: "Baba, what's the matter with you? Have you received the money from the opposite side? When an actor gives his head?"

After scolding, he added with chagrin: "bah, it's shameless and takes advantage of others."

Yang Panpan laughed happily and said, "don't worry, -2 just, Dad promised to take you to win."

"Get out!"

The completely off topic chat made the manager look bitter and bored for a long time. He said, "our company is already developing MoBa games. Please ask the DOTA team for guidance."

Yang Panpan pressed his cell phone wildly, ignoring the "Oh" sound.

The manager fixed his eyes on Nanxi and waited for her to answer and carry out a new round of chat.

Nanxi thought and asked sincerely, "what is dota?"

The enthusiasm of the manager's face was frozen in an instant, and his face drooped with a disdainful smile in the distance.

Admitting defeat, he stood up and announced: "Xiao Lu is almost finished. I'll call him over." he didn't want to continue to explain. He forgot to recite the key professional explanation. He only concentrated on memorizing the RPG last night.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Panpan proudly announced in a voice: "Dad said he was not afraid of the upwind situation. 30 heads will lead you to lie down and win. Ah! Don't run quickly. Give dad a compliment and run again."

Cut out the game, returned to the hall and saw that there was no one, leaving only a few lines to scold her. He was so angry that he scolded: "grass, now xxj has no quality."

The door opened from the outside. Nanxi pressed Yang Panpan's hand. Yang Panpan changed the subsequent dirty words into typing and sprayed them on the world channel.

A graceful woman dressed in a cheongsam walked in.

She just sat opposite Nanxi, opened her mouth excitedly and shouted in a low voice: "God, it's really Nanxi. I'm so lucky. Before I sent the plane, our magic group seven didn't assign me the front position, so we can only look at your real person from a distance."

When the fans came, Nanxi nodded politely and was ready to sign for each other. However, the other party didn't hold a paper and pen in his hand, but kept on expressing his happiness.

"Do you need to sign?" Nanxi kindly reminded that the people in front of her always gave her a sense of familiarity. She may have seen it unintentionally at the airport.

The woman nodded like mashing garlic, ran to the position where Zhang Yichen and they sat, took out the drawer, looked through it and found a new book and pen. He ran back quickly and handed it trembling.

Nanxi took it and asked, "do you need to write any special blessings?"

"Yes! Please write to wish Lu Qing a bright future and stay with the goddess every day."

A neutral voice failed to attract Nanxi's attention. When Lu Qing's name was displayed, Nanxi immediately raised her head in surprise and looked at the neck of the person opposite.

She knew her behavior was very impolite, but her inner shock had made her unable to maintain her politeness calmly.

Aware of her eyes, Lu Qing laughed heartily, and the Adam's apple slid a few times.

"Ha ha, my hobby is quite unique. Please forgive me."

Nanxi hurriedly lowered her head, "it's all right. She loves it regardless of high or low, and it's worth being respected by everyone."

Return your sight to the paper, write down two lines smoothly and return them. Nanxi thought of why he thought Lu Qing looked familiar. The photos of his circle of friends were all his own. Among them, there was a series of female sword gods dressed up in COS flying frost and flowing light sword.

"Well, thank you, goddess."

Lu Qing happily picked up the paper and kissed it greatly, leaving a bright red lipstick print.

It seems that the signature is not enough to comfort the regret in the heart. The immortal heart confirms and asks, "goddess, have you really given up the role of female sword God?"

Nanxi nodded, "well," I can give you a little spoiler. There is no female sword God play in the new script of the first film, and the latter two will choose the right person to play. "Before starting the machine, Chen Mou Cen read the latest version of the script and only made a request to delete all female sword God plots.

In his original words: "it's not a prequel to a novel. Don't digress. The existence of the vase role is of little significance."

At that time, the two masters had not been reconciled. Everyone present at the meeting heard the smell of pointing at mulberry and scolding locust, and successively gave Nanxi loving attention.

The light in Nanxi's eyes went out slowly, which would be ridiculed in Chen Mou Cen's words.

The sense of loss is also like the woman's clothing boss sitting opposite her at the moment. The light in his eyes went out and lamented: "what a pity, no one can perfectly restore the female sword God except you."

"No." Nanxi took out her mobile phone from her bag, entered Lu Qing's circle of friends, selected a makeup photo of the female sword God, and exclaimed from her heart: "your photo is much more consistent than my makeup photo. Many small details and expressions of love for the role are the flash points I don't have."

Lu Qing was very happy. His half bent eyes lit up again: "goddess, it's great. Even if this is comfort, I'll engrave it all in my heart."

Nanxi smiled and shook her head: "I'm telling the truth."

"Hey, hey, it's not in vain to get the appreciation of the goddess. I've worked hard for half a month."

Lu Qing took the praise and turned a stack of documents to Nanxi: "goddess, please look, this is the gesture I designed."

Nanxi probably looked through it, exclaimed and blurted out: "it's so good and complete." each character has a corresponding gesture, which is perfectly in line with the character's race and character.

"Yes, I got a call from brother Zhou last week, so I began to prepare. I stayed up all night for a few manuscripts. I was too tired during the lunch break. I fell asleep painting and let the manager catch me."

Lu Qing always felt that there was always a cool wind blowing on the back of his spine. He glanced at the direction of the door and found that there was an extra eye in the crack of the door. I didn't scare him, but I was too speechless!

As soon as his face changed, he began to praise the company: "the manager was afraid that I was too tired, so he gave me three days off. With enough rest, I could finish these designs."

Yang Panpan and Nan Xi naturally found that Lu Qing was sad. They could not expose Lu Qing in front of the company leaders they were afraid of. They sang a few praises with him, and it was time for lunch.

During the lunch break, Lu Qing's manager insisted on a treat and asked Zhang Yichen to say coldly, "No." he thought.

Liang Tingrui patted the manager on the shoulder and advised, "we have something private. Your kindness is appreciated."

The manager said goodbye in tears and repeatedly warned: "Xiao Lu."

Just say, don't forget the country, don't forget your parents, don't forget the cultivation of the company.

Yang Panpan was so happy that he stayed in XK western restaurant and approached Lu Qing who came out to chat. He asked, "how can you tolerate the company leaders?"

Lu Qing said disapprovingly, "what a normal idea he thinks the company can be good. If I do his position, I will definitely be more positive than him."

Yang Panpan stood up to thumb and said with admiration, "the young man has a high consciousness. We met many people before. When we heard Tianyu's letter, it seemed like a different person."

Lu Qing then said, "it's time to say that the elders are divided, and the grandson is the Lord."

"Ha ha, yes," Yang Panpan sneered, "you describe it thoughtfully."

Lu Qing put down his chopsticks and waved to Yang Panpan, "don't praise me. If the goddess told me to go to Tianyu to report this afternoon, I can't wait."

Nanxi glanced at Zhang Yichen, who brought vegetables to her. Seeing that the other party was calm, it seemed that he didn't hear. He should say, "I don't intend to expand relevant projects for the time being. Sorry, we will pay for the design according to the characters."

"Thank you goddess." Lu Qing made a fist gesture to congratulate him on getting rich, turned to Yang Panpan and continued to talk: "this is not that Tianyu doesn't have an animation or game section. I don't need me. I'd better be a grandson. The development of my company is relatively stable. There's no need to leave hidden dangers for something."

Yang Panpan picked up the German black beer and touched Lu Qing's teacup: "cow, few people can achieve your state of mind."

"Taoism pays attention to nature, complies with the laws of all things, and combines hardness and softness." Lu Qing raised his glass and touched Yang Panpan.

Turning around with a smiling face, he said to Nan Xi, "I hope Tianyu can do more private work in the future and help me improve my life. Later, I'll send my original painting to you via wechat. If you need movie and TV dramas, you can ask me for design."

Nanxi agreed: "no problem."

In the afternoon, he returned to Tianyu headquarters with Zhang Yichen. He and Liang Tingrui went to the international conference room to have a meeting with Canadian representatives.

Nanxi sat in the office, opened the itinerary of March and arranged the school team time one by one to facilitate the deployment of the time to stay in the crew.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated constantly and Huang Yi called.

Nanxi points to the green key to connect: "congratulations to the bride, come and report the good news?" Huang Yi told her to get the certificate at 2 p.m. and the time has been taken.

When Nanxi heard the sobbing sound of grief, she said in a deep voice, "Ren Feixia has run away?" only when the bridegroom runs away can the bride cry so sad.

"No, he's waiting for me in the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Nanxi was a little angry. She interrupted the crying person and asked the key point: "what's the situation with you? Have you got it?"

"Not yet, Xi Xi. Do you think I'm a little impulsive? Ren Feixia and I have known each other for less than half a month. His life experience is similar to that of Jin Bing. I'm so afraid of repeating the mistakes." Huang Yi said and couldn't help crying loudly.

Nanxi reluctantly stroked her hair back and said patiently, "if you want to listen to my opinion and consider whether to get the license, stop crying first. If you just want to vent your emotions and have decided not to get the license, you go to the Baoli club and wait for me. Let's cry enough there. OK?"

"OK, I won't cry." Huang Yi wiped her tears with her hand and held back her discomfort.

Nanxi put down her pen, turned her chair to the French window and said faintly, "on the premise of ensuring the safety of property, I think it's worth receiving. No matter whether you can come to the end in the future, this marriage will make no loss for you."

With his outspoken words, he pierced Huang Yi's glass heart, "wow", worried about Nanxi's impatience and forced her to cry.

"Xi Xi, how can you become so sophisticated? Are you looking down on me?"

Slender fingers wiped the small stain on the glass and said faintly, "don't take it out of context. You know I don't mean that. I'm just analyzing the situation. I ask you, with Ren Feixia's conditions, can you be regarded as a high-income class in magic?"