Chapter Eighty-Seven: Little Jiaojiao Zhou
Su Xiangle was happy: "Isn't it Zhou Sichen? Are you careful to this point now?"
She really couldn't hold back her laughter, this person used to take face very seriously, and any scene had to be within his control, and at this moment, she could hear this kind of green words, Su Xiang felt fresh and magical.
Song Zhiyin was still waiting for news, but she was not in a hurry, leaned on the back of the sofa with one hand and looked at him, and said, "You really don't want me to go?"
Zhou Sichen's expression said that you asked knowingly.
Su Xiang said again: "Song Zhiyin asked me to help with this, but I was promised a jewelry designer, since Xiao Zhou always doesn't want me to go so much, then Xiao Zhou always has to show a trace of sincerity, right?"
She twisted her fingers and reached out to the man.
Zhou Sichen lowered his eyes and grabbed the restless hand, and his tone was light: "Make an offer." β
"Oh, you're arrogant!" Su Xiang shook his head, "But I don't really want money today." β
Zhou Sichen: "What do you want?"
Su thought and said: "What is missing, what is missing, I release Song Zhiyin pigeons, how about you compensate me for five times the designer?"
This condition is open, even she herself feels a little bit of robbery, and she still relies on Zhou Sichen to indulge her before she dares to be unscrupulous.
But Zhou Sichen deserved no hesitation, "Yes." β
The man leaned back, looking in a good mood, although he knew in his heart that this must be the most dominant time at his negotiation table, Su wanted to eat him, so no matter how he opened it, he didn't always accept it in the end, and there was no need to struggle at all.
"Really, then I'll get the computer! You send me the designer information. β
Su wanted to get up and walked outside, but when he just went out, he didn't take the tablet off the car.
Zhou Sichen looked outside the door and called out to her: "Give me the key, I'll get it, it rained lightly when I came back, and there was water in the yard." β
Su Xiang looked down at the lambskin on his feet, and frowned: "Okay, then you go, it's lost in the back seat-"
Seeing that Zhou Sichen was about to take the key, a sudden excitement suddenly occurred in her mind, and then she quickly withdrew her hand and smiled: "It's better for me to go, you may not be able to find it." β
As he spoke, without waiting for Zhou Sichen to answer, Su Xiang raised his feet and walked into the courtyard.
It's too riskyβ
Going out, she cautiously changed her breath.
Just now, at 0:001 second, Su thought about the notebook that Li Luocheng returned to her, but it was all quietly resting in the passenger seat, Zhou Sichen, this person, has been good lately, but love pinched a sour from time to time.
She casually said that this male star is very handsome when she watches variety shows at night, and the person next to her, who is always in a fixed state and reads documents, can immediately turn over with a sideways face and ask expressionlessly: "Better looking than me?"
It's not comparable at all, and it's not a type.
Su wanted to be annoyed by him.
Although there was nothing clean with Li Luocheng, but to prevent the big vinegar jar from cracking and provoking her, Su Xiang decided not to let him know about the matter at all.
After taking the tablet, Su wanted to open the door of the trunk and threw all the unlucky books into it, destroying the corpses and destroying the traces, she clapped her hands, and hid her merit and fame.
"Zhou Sichen. β
When she entered the door, she took off her high heels and rested on the shoe rack next to her, she had just stepped on the mud in the yard, and she couldn't escape from sending it to be cleaned.
Sister-in-law Liu came over with spare slippers and told her: "Mr. Xiao Zhou answered a call and went upstairs"
Su wanted to order dinner in the evening, and sent the bad news of the failure of the revolution to Song Zhiyin tactfully and shyly, so she ran upstairs and asked Zhou Sichen to find a designer for her.
She has thought about it, far water can't quench her thirst, since she is self-reliant, she can't find anyone available with her ability, so she hugs Zhou Sichen's thigh.
Hengzhi is her husband, rubbing the big guy's European spirit, and being embarrassed is just a shame behind closed doors.
Rounding up, there's no shame at all.
On the second floor, Zhou Sichen's hoarse and low voice came from the study, talking on the other side, so Su Xiang went down again and poured a glass of milk, and when he came up this time, Zhou Sichen had already finished talking on the phone.
The person behind the desk looked up, and his eyes fell on the milk in Su Xiang's hand, "For me?"
"Reward you!" she pushed the cup over, her eyebrows crooked, and a flattering smile, "Mr. Zhou, can you start?"
The tablet was horizontal in front of him, and the extinguished screen reflected Zhou Sichen's own clear facial features.
In Su Xiang's brain, which was forever delaying the reaction, suddenly turned very fast for a moment-
Su wanted to ask him for something, so he noticed that his throat was uncomfortable and poured him a glass of milk.
When Sue wanted to be intimate with him, it was too cute and heartwarming, and he wanted to watch it all the time.
Since you want to watch it all the time, you have to ask Su Xiang to ask her all the time.
can hear Li Yanchuan say that Su Xiang has been working very hard recently, and even the projects in the studio are watched by herself, and she doesn't need his help at all, and she probably won't need his help at all in the future.
Yes, you need to grasp the opportunity by yourself, and eat a full meal for ten years.
So, Zhou Sichen raised his head, didn't pick up the tablet in Su Xiang's hand, but said, "I want to eat candied fruit from Sanfu Village." β
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Su Xiang reacted for a while, during which Zhou Sichen's face did not move at all, and even the steadfastness in her eyes made her feel that this request was too insignificant, if you don't satisfy him, you will be a little white-eyed wolf.
"Oh, then I'll waitβ"
"I want to eat it now. β
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Su Xiang's eyes widened slightly, looked at him with an incredulous expression, straightened up, retracted the tablet and knocked it into the palm of his hand, and lowered his eyes: "Zhou Sichen, did you give you face?"
There was silence for two seconds.
Zhou Sichen: "Oh, I'll eat laterβthe computer will be given to me." β
Su Xiang didn't move, and crossed his arms to him: "Zhou Sichen, haven't you noticed that you have been squeamish recently?"
This thing is really weird, she used to be heaven and earth, delicate and squeamish, but now the situation seems to be the opposite, and the person who turns on the small fine mode from time to time has become Zhou Sichen, or is it said that after being fine for a long time, it can still be infected?
Zhou Sichen was expressionless: "I didn't." β
Su wanted to slap the tablet on his hand, "Hurry up, I'll go to the acceptance in a few days, if the studio is not half finalized, I am very passive." β
Listening to her waiting, Zhou Sichen smiled: "This time it seems that I really care." β
Su Xiang was dissatisfied: "Why am I not paying attention to things?"
Zhou Sichen: "Yes." β
Zhou Sichen: "Ask yourself, in the first two years of being Mrs. Xiao Zhou, did you have a little heart?"
Su Xiang was asked, his face was flushed, and he hurriedly skipped the topic like a thief.
Zhou Sichen buried his head in adjusting the information for her, Su Xiang glanced at it, and found that all the designers who had been close to Zhou Chen in the past few years were worth a lot of money at the moment.
"Don't invite a few ancestors back for me, is there a newcomer who has just entered the industry for a long time, but has good potential?"