Chapter 236

They enter the link of husband and wife discussing countermeasures, and he Zhixing takes his secretary and leaves.

When the door was completely closed, Nanxi could say something sincere. She set up a delicate little face and explained to Zhang Yichen: "see my master later. You have to show your unique temperament."

Zhang Yichen asked her to clap her hand and Rua put it on Nanxi's fluffy head. "Well, Xi'er said, I'm listening."

Nanxi grabbed his big hand and just grabbed it, let the other party hold it back and scratch it.

Nanxi wanted to pull away, but her strength couldn't match that of the other party. She stretched her face to hide the commotion to laugh. She said flatly, "you should be serious. Don't you want the press conference to open normally in the afternoon?"

"OK, be serious. What temperament do I have in Xi'er's heart?" Zhang Yichen promised, but his fingertips were still sliding on his soft hands.

Nanxi took out Taishan's unchanged attitude and said, "when you see my master at noon, you should maintain the narrow-minded image of the cold-blooded president of turtle hair."

The sword eyebrow picked and asked in a deep voice, "what President?"

Nanxi pursed her lips with chagrin, and then put a pleasant smile on her small face, "the meticulous image of domineering and handsome president."

"Good." Zhang Yichen turned a deaf ear to the former's description and responded with a smile.

The cheeky appearance made Nanxi's stomach sour. "Then our handsome Zhang has no other arrangements. I'll be busy with something else? I'll see you at lunch."

"Pull me out of the blacklist of phone and wechat." Zhang Yichen hooped her to escape.

"Ah? I only blackmailed you through wechat." Nanxi blinked, half cut autumn water apricot eyes full of innocent, "I blackmailed you? You called me last night?" otherwise, how would you know.

"Do you care?" Zhang Yichen stared deeply at Nanxi and carefully confirmed the truth of what she said behind her.

Nanxi staggered her eyes and whispered, "I don't care, hum. You certainly didn't fight, bad man."

"Goblin."

Suddenly, the hot breath was close to her cheek, and a stabbing pain came from her ears.

Nanxi was so painful that tears flashed from the bottom of her eyes. She suddenly took off her hand and pushed away Zhang Yichen's close face.

Angrily staring at the bad thin lip, he shouted, "you're a dog?"

"Remember when it hurts. Don't pull me black in the future."

Apricot eyes held back tears, two fingers hooked his jaw, the corners of his mouth flirtatious, gently spit out two words: "dream."

Let go of your hand and walk away in seven point high heels.

With his bony fingers touching the unlocked mobile phone screen, the whole row of yesterday's outgoing calls stand out.

Nanxi returned to her office, drew a stewed bastard in an iron pot in her heart book, and whispered: "dead bastard! I don't worry about other people's personal safety at all, I just want to take advantage all day!"

Huang Yi took someone back to Chen Mou Cen from the airport. When she opened the half closed door, she happened to see Nanxi rubbing her red eyes and scolding Zhang Yichen.

Don't mention how pitiful that is. It's like talking to the boss about the failed contractor who is ready to go to the roof or lie on the track at any time.

Chen Mou Cen sat opposite Nanxi. "Don't be busy with others. Tell me what's going on? I heard Ning Wei say that you and Zhang Jia let Zhao Yu ride on their heads and bully them?"

This exaggerated description was just what she wanted. She immediately asked Nanxi to give up face and say how miserable she and Zhang Yichen were.

"How can Zhang Jia's smelly boy get so far?" Chen moucen asked puzzled, with some doubt in his look.

Nanxi's heart sank. Did she exaggerate?

Just thinking of going back to Yuanyuan, Chen Mou Cen scolded, "you bastard Zhao Yu, don't look at your master when beating a dog!"

Nanxi stroked her forehead depressed. OK, she wants to be the most lovely butterfly dog.

"Tell me about your plans."

Almost Wang Wang slipped out of his mouth several times, took out a formal attitude, finished the anti-corruption public welfare drama, and turned the script to Chen moucen: "look, master, this is the role you are going to play."

"Yes."

When Chen Mou Cen began to turn over the script, Nanxi hurriedly got up and went to add water to the teapot in person.

Long before he came, he heard Ning Wei talk about the despicable means of an Youran and zhongsida to grab the heat. Seeing Nanxi's uncomfortable appearance, he patted the table and shouted, "one by one, I really think I'm a decoration."

Nanxi, who was connected to the hot water, stayed for a few seconds. Did she save the bitterness at lunch?

In her joy, she didn't pay attention to the water flow. The hot water overflowed the teapot and splashed on her hand. Instinctively release the cup and jump back. The cup falls to the ground and is broken.

"Xi Xi!" Huang Yi exclaimed.

Several strides ran to her, grabbed her hand, turned on the cold water button and rushed wildly.

Looking at the two pieces of hot red on her hand, she whispered with a slight reproach, "you are too dedicated. Remember to pretend appropriately in the future. I couldn't be sure of old Chen's attitude towards you before, but after observation, he found that he didn't want you to be wronged, let alone injured."

Nanxi's eyes were more red. She hung her head pitifully and said wrongfully, "if I didn't play, do you believe it?" it's better to have a hard time at noon!

"Oh, don't hide it from me. Huang's mother doesn't know you yet," Huang Yichao glanced back and lowered his voice like a thief. "Stop it, old Chen is coming."

Nanxi's pain came from her heart and heard Chen Mou Cen ask with concern: "are you okay?" she immediately choked.

Chen moucen painfully patted her twitching shoulder and coaxed, "don't cry. These bastards can bully you recklessly when I'm not here. Master, now call for the batch number. Let's Xiaoxi stop crying."

"OK, woo ~ ~ ~" Nanxi took the paper towel out of Huang Yi's pocket with one hand and wiped her tears, but it was difficult to wipe the wronged tears.

More than half an hour later, Chen Mou Cen came back with the phone in his hand and handed it to her: "it's agreed that the batch number will take a few days to bid, but it's absolutely certain that he has got it. He can make an announcement first."

Nanxi held a hand that Huang Yi wrapped into a white hand grenade and clumsily took Chen Mou Cen's phone with the other hand.

The information inside was displayed on the nearby chat page. Half of the information of a man named Lao Liu was blocked by his mobile phone: don't you come here, let's go there. It's the elder brother. You don't dare to shake some younger brothers. You must do it yourself.

Chen moucen: don't worry, I'll come in person. Public welfare films are not for profit.

Lao Liu replied at the end of the message: brother Chen, you are finally willing to return to the Jianghu. If others want this theme, I can't approve it here. I don't trust them. Now people have too much money in their pockets and can't shoot well at all. You know, once this subject is photographed wrongly, even if I can give the batch number, the final approval will not pass. Even if I make do with it, it will be sprayed in less than two days and immediately removed from the shelf. You operate the knife yourself, and I'm relieved to have Wang, Lin and Shi join you.

Nanxi let her brain slow down and asked, "master, is it really done?"

"Well, he flew over at noon. In the evening, you call Zhang smelly boy. We'll talk about the details with others. How can we make a big frame?"

Nanxi is excited. Look at her face. They don't have to fly to Beijing. People fly over to communicate with each other.

Chen moucen tore a piece of paper from the book on the table and handed it to Nanxi.

He raised his eyes to see her and handed it to Huang Yi. He arranged: "I'll write down some people who come back in the evening. After that, try to avoid other people's taboo dishes. Pay attention to Liu Haoran. Don't be too careful to maintain a relationship. It's easy to scare him. Only talk about business on the table."

Seeing Huang Yi's leisurely appearance, Chen Mou Cen couldn't help urging: "do you remember what I said above?"

"Uh huh, write it down." Huang Yi quickly wrote it down and handed the paper to Nanxi. She must be the main thing tonight.

Chen Mou Cen glared in displeasure and patted off the paper sent by Wang Chong. "You pig brain, what are you doing for her? Send it to the smelly boy of Zhangjiakou."

Huang Yi looked like balsam pear and replied, "I see."

Pick up the paper again and leave Nanxi's office.

"Thank you, master, for your trouble." things went so smoothly that Nanxi thought of thanking him.

"Don't pour me tea. Don't do anything disorderly in the future. You have to look at Zhao Yu's face when master wasn't there before. In the future, the sky will fall and master will be there." Chen Mou Cen stopped Nanxi's movement of carrying the pot with one hand and looked at it unsteadily.

Nanxi nodded cleverly and whispered, "well, master, it's nice."

"Don't be polite to me. Xiao Sun and I went back to have a rest. He had a big reaction on the plane and his stomach has been uncomfortable. I'll go back and have a closer look."

Chen moucen rolled up the script and put it away. He took out a paper ball from his pocket and put it at Nanxi's hand: "this is Lao Liu's private phone. Put it away. I'll introduce you to him in the evening."

"Is Mr. Sun all right? I'll call," said the private doctor, who stuck his words in front of his mouth and would be scolded.

Chen Mou Cen stood up and waved his hand, "it's all right. You can have a rest."

"OK."

When Chen Mou Cen left, Huang Yi came back with a sad face, closed the door and complained: "Xi Xi, Zhang Zong's old stubbornness is so terrible. They all scolded me for being brainless and whining."

"You should give it to Gao Qiufeng." Nanxi carefully unfolded the paper ball and saw Liu Haoran's name and phone number.

Touch the mobile phone and open Baidu search. There are many person name entries.

When the name of the most prominent director of the General Administration of GD appeared in the front row, Nanxi silently recorded the phone number in her mobile phone with one hand, rolled the note back to its original shape and solemnly put it into her pocket.

Huang Yi sat next to Nanxi and hugged her arm for a good meal. "Why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Nanxi pushed open his bare forehead with her fingers and sent an sorry smile: "I just confused him."

"Hey, Huang Ma is suffering."

"It's not bitter. Call the little panda. I'll invite you to eat Lujiazui Cantonese food at noon." good things come first and must be shared with friends.

As soon as she heard that it was delicious, Huang Yi was in a good mood and said happily, "OK, OK."

At noon, Yang Panpan and Gao Mo attended the dinner together, but the little prickly girl didn't come.

Nanxi didn't ask much. Don't want to guess. She hung up for a few days and was in mood again.

The atmosphere of the meal was pleasant, talking and laughing.

Just after eating, Gao Mo winked at Yang Panpan. Yang Panpan took it and called out, "sister Xi."

Nanxi gracefully wiped her mouth with a paper towel with one hand and gently replied, "well." the annoying stubble is coming.

"Well, if you can apply for a basic salary of 6000 yuan a month, after all, many people are old and young." Yang Panpan finished and scolded in a low voice: "shit, it's too difficult to be a manager."

Gao Mo immediately apologized and said, "it's hard."

Nanxi slowly untied the exaggerated grenade bandage and looked at the hand smeared with potion. It was a little less swollen.

Huang Yi took Yang Panpan's hint in her eyes, stretched out her head to help Nanxi blow, and said intimately, "a lot. Apply the medicine again in the evening and recover for a few hours. It should be all gone tomorrow."

"Well," Nanxi put her hands flat on the table, and apricot eyes swept around the people with different eyes.

Let the indifferent eyes sweep over, but people unconsciously sit up.

"Nanxi, if you have any idea, you can tell us directly." Gao Mo hesitated and held back the hypothesis of 'if you really can't'.

When her friends asked her and Yang Panpan to help make this suggestion, she was very angry. She always warned them to save money before, but no one listened.

"How many people are left?" Nanxi didn't count the people present. According to a single visual inspection, she should have gone a few more.

Gao Mo replied, "several people can't afford to pay the money and leave. Now there are 11 people left. Little Pang has diarrhea. Let me help you take a leave for her."

"Oh," answered nanxila in a long voice.

Gao Mo humbly lowered his head and continued, "you mean you can use the credit system to advance 6000 yuan a month for half a year. Do you think so?"

"No credit is needed, but let's adopt the audit system. According to the statistics, Yang Panpan only shot videos last month, and the increase in powder will be the audit standard."

Listening to Nanxi's first promise, people didn't come and were happy. The second sentence made people feel like a great enemy.

Immediately, a man couldn't sit still and said: "Hello, Nanxi, you may not know me. My original name is Tang Wenjing, and my name is Zhu aimaomao. I'm a pet blogger. You may not know the rules for shaking to give traffic, which are different from the rules for stars to get traffic. It's a bit of luck. Some people have a good life and can increase their powder by one million a day. Some people have bad luck. They work hard and update constantly every day, and their powder increases differently every month It will break 30W. "

The little fat man next to Tang Wenjing said to himself, "Hello, my name is Luo Bin. I'm a food blogger. I think Wen Jing is very right. We can't judge it just by rising powder. I'm not arguing. For example, flying frost and flowing light sword" The villain Dongfang ye ye, how miserable it was before Tianyu didn't find him. He went on a tricky variety show and kept the video updated every day, so there were few fans. It can't be said that he didn't pay attention? "

"Yes, yes, you see, before Ren Qiu went to Zhangjiajie, she didn't have as many fans as I did! After going to Zhangjiajie, she had more fans than sister Mo!" Tang Wenjing tried to find a reasonable reason and hoped her view could stand.

Then he remembered that the selected comparison object was inappropriate, and he smiled shyly at Gao Mo: "sister Mo, I have no other meaning."