Chapter 2010

If Yeh Hong is right, the manager named Yoshiro nagazawa must have used his position to give the only precious quota to the cherry blossom painter just now.

As for the young painter, he must have been invited as well as Zhou Hao.

The reason why the security guard told Zhou Hao that the visit would end in advance was probably inspired by the manager.

The purpose is, of course, to keep Zhou Hao out of the door, so as to avoid Zhou Hao from affecting his black box operation.

If there is no night Hong see which is greasy, perhaps this time by Nagasawa Yoshiro to succeed!

"Take me to your president."

Night Hong releases the hand of security guard, face two person cold way.

The security guard and Yoshiro Nagasawa looked at each other and were tangled.

But in the night Hong cold eyes and strong pressure, also can only lower the head with night Hong and Zhou Hao entry.

After entering the door, I found that the central part of the building was hollowed out.

About six stories high, there is no shelter between the floors.

Only one painting is hanging in the air for exhibition.

In a flash, Zhou Hao was attracted by these paintings.

"It's master Weitian's pirate man!"

"Wow, and master Stan's the iron and steel king!"

He yelled loudly and attracted the attention of many people around him.

"Manager Nagasawa, what happened?"

A smoke voice with metal texture came from the side.

Night Hong squint to see, found a white shirt in curly hair middle-aged man is from the side of the channel out.

He was about forty years old, light gray, with sharp eyes.

Walking between, to send out the breath of a superior person, a look is a person who has lived in a high position for a long time.

Yoshiro Nagasawa and the security guard seemed to see the Savior. They were relieved to see the middle-aged man appear.

Nagasawa immediately trotted to the middle-aged man and whispered something.

The man glanced at night Hong and Zhou Hao, and frowned slightly.

Then they came to them.

"Hello, my name is Griffin. I'm the director of angel animation international marketing department.

I have a general idea of you. "

He said apologetically to Zhou Hao: "you should be Mr. Zhou Hao who we invited here?

I wrote your invitation in person.

I'm sorry to inform you that this visit is over early.

It's our fault that we didn't inform you in advance.

In order to apologize, I will send you a limited edition of "part-time Hunter" cartoon signed by poor Jian.

Is this satisfactory? "

Griffin had a gentle smile and spoke to Zhou Hao word by word in his flaming Mandarin. His attitude made people unable to find fault.

Even Zhou Hao was excited: "poor master Jian is my idol..."

but Yehong gave a cold smile: "don't play around in front of me, please explain the quota."

Griffin's smile faded and squinted at Yehong.

There are two faint cold light, from the eyes.

"Little brother, are you..."

In the hoarse voice, there is a faint restlessness.

"Night clouds." Night Hong light return way.

"Mr. Yeyun, I repeat that the visit has been finished ahead of time, and the quota has also ended!

Please don't mess with me

Griffin looked down.

"What I'm talking about is not the quota for the visit, but the only quota for participating in the production of angel animation!

Please don't act like a fool. "

Night Hong is not afraid to return to the way.