Chapter Ninety-Seven: Behind the Scenes
Fang Zhiyu looked around at the cameraman, and after a while, there was a sudden pause, and the corners of her lips slowly curled.
"What the hell did you think of?" Xiao Junchen saw through her mind at a glance.
"Don't talk, be serious with me. Fang Zhiyu pulled his arm and muttered.
At the moment of turning around, his face changed, and he pursed his lips angrily.
Xiao Junchen's expression on her side cooled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he lowered the air pressure very cooperatively.
Seeing this, everyone who had been observing the two of them subconsciously lightened their breathing.
Someone discussed in a low voice, "Do you know who the murderer is?" It's the first time I've worked with Mr. Fang for so long, and it's the first time I've seen her so angry. ”
"If this is left on me, I will be angry? I didn't take out the troublemakers and send them to the police station, because I was kind. ”
"But...... Sister, what's wrong with you today, how do you always get distracted? Don't worry, Mr. Fang won't blame you for no reason, don't worry. ”
Halfway through the photographer's words, he noticed that the logistics aunt accidentally knocked over a bottle of water, and subconsciously thought that she was afraid of being implicated.
The latter nodded weakly, touched the ends of his hair, and turned to leave.
"Everyone stay here!" Fang Zhiyu's voice was not loud, but it calmed everyone.
Hearing this, the logistics left a little faster.
Someone grabbed her, "Sister, Mr. Fang is about to speak, why are you going?"
Fang Zhiyu and everyone's eyes fell on her at once, and she instantly sensed that something was wrong.
"Crimes still leave traces, and the way of doing things is really not very good. Do you come out on your own, or do you want me to point it out. ”
The logistics turned his back to Fang Zhiyu, and the hand hanging by his side stretched nervously, and his breath became short.
Fang Zhiyu stared at her closely, "The field affairs have sorted out the losses, a total of 900,000 losses." I'll give you three more seconds to think about now, and if you don't take the initiative to stand up, it's not just 800,000. ”
Her voice was clear, like ice ballast falling from the branches and leaves into the water of the pool in winter, which made people's hearts tremble.
"Three ......"
"I was wrong! Mr. Fang, I really didn't mean it, can you forgive me? I don't have so much money to compensate, it's because I don't have money that I will come over to do logistics. ”
The logistics aunt choked and turned around suddenly, her wrinkled face was full of vicissitudes, walked quickly in front of Fang Zhiyu, and knelt down for her directly.
Fang Zhiyu lowered her eyes expressionlessly, "Why did you do this?"
The middle-aged woman's eyes dodged, "It was an accident, I accidentally knocked over the water when I collected the camera last night." I didn't expect it to be that serious, I thought it would dry overnight......"
"The fuselage is all flooded, did the water you knocked down go against the current and soaked the camera in it?"
The scene was silent, only logistics were still trying to convince Fang Zhiyu.
She squirmed her dry lips, "No, I only found out when I put the camera on the ground." ”
Fang Zhiyu hooked her hand at the field service on the side, the field service understood in seconds, and took the loss bill in her hand to her.
"How are you going to pay for it?" threw the bill in front of the woman.
The above string of zeros almost didn't make the logistics faint on the spot, crying and begging for mercy, "I still have a son to raise at home, he will go to junior high school this year, Mr. Fang will spare me this time." ”
The grief was extreme, her face was full of tears, and she pounded the ground with her hands, as if complaining about God's injustice.
Peng Ranran, who had just walked in, paused and quickly wiped away the smugness on his face.
She pretended to be surprised, "What's the matter?" Auntie, why are you kneeling on the ground?" ”
Peng Ranran's appearance puzzled the people present, and only a few people recognized her identity.
The moment the logistics aunt saw her, her eyes lit up, and the small details did not escape Fang Zhiyu's eyes.
"I just made a small mistake, it really wasn't intentional, Mr. Fang will let me compensate 900,000 yuan. Isn't this going to kill me? I can't even afford to eat......"
Peng Ranran bent over in distress and helped her up, turned around to question Fang Zhiyu, "Mr. Fang, such a small amount of money is nothing to you, but it may be a lifetime for Auntie." I've heard that Mr. Fang is kind and gentle, so can't this matter be discussed anymore?"
Her facial features are not exquisite, but they are better than good-looking, and when she lowers her voice, she can't help but feel compassion for her.
A few staff members looked at Fang Zhiyu, if Fang Zhiyu could not pursue this matter, it would indeed be better.
Inadvertently met Xiao Junchen's emotionless gaze, and several people shivered, and instantly withdrew their gaze.
"Miss Peng, right? You are a traffic flower, so you naturally know that reporting this kind of thing is unreliable, and the kindness and gentleness really have nothing to do with me. Fang Zhiyu raised her eyebrows in surprise.
The variety show was prepared by her, and she naturally knows something about the special guests.
"Mr. Fang should lose a car money, and it is quite cost-effective to exchange a car for someone else's complete life. I believe that Fang is always not careful, and she is not easy. Peng Ranran decided the matter on behalf of Fang Zhiyu in a word.
She turned around and comforted the middle-aged aunt, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Fang is very good, this matter is over." You should pay attention to what you do in the future, and don't make trouble for Mr. Fang again. ”
Fang Zhiyu looked at the sky speechlessly, glanced at Xiao Junchen, who had already shown a disgusted posture on his side, and was immediately amused.
Looking at the two people who were dancing with their eyebrows, they couldn't hold back their laughter, squatted down to pick up the bill, and handed it to Peng Ranran.
The latter smiled, "What is this?"
"It's a little money, why don't Miss Peng help her pay for it." I am a businessman, and I value money the most, and I can't stand this loss. The field manager, call Miss Peng's agent and tell her about the matter. ”
didn't give Peng Ranran a chance to react, Fang Zhiyu added, "Remember to let her call the money within two days." I thank Miss Peng for my aunt, you are really beautiful and kind. ”
The logistics aunt subconsciously looked up at Peng Ranran, worried in her heart, for fear that Peng Ranran would refuse.
Fortunately, the woman only froze for two seconds, "It's just a small thing." ”
Fang Zhiyu patted her on the shoulder, and her voice was lowered, "Miss Peng, before doing things in the future, you must think about whether you have capital or not, and don't mess around with everything." ”
"I don't quite understand what you're talking about......"
"You know, I don't care what medicine you sell in your jar, but since it's sold to me, then I definitely can't sit idly by. ”
With a fluttering speech, Peng Ranran's body was numb when he listened.
What does Fang Zhiyu mean? Do you know that the logistics are doing this at her behest?
She had obviously threatened her with this woman's son, and there was no way she could shake herself out.