Jiang Yefan raised his hand and looked at the hand, and said to Jingjing with a side face: "Didn't you say that my uncle was a plane at nine o'clock." ”

Jingjing flipped out her phone in a panic, and it showed several unopened text messages, all of which were sent to her by her father. She smashed her head with her hand and said in a panic: "Oh, brother, if you don't remind me, I'm about to forget." ”

Then she thought of something again, leaned her face to Jiang Yefan, and smiled apologetically: "Brother, you won't blame me for cheating on you last time." You can rest assured, how about you and Dad have a pleasant lunch at noon today! ”

Walking to the twenty-eighth floor, the elevator door had just opened, and Jingjing rushed out first, shouting at the secretary in a tight suit: "Give me the keys to my brother's little red car." ”

When he got out of the elevator, Jiang Yefan twisted his head slightly: "Follow me." Bingqing leaned close to him and took off her sunglasses: "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Is there a third person in the elevator?"

Leaving behind the lukewarm words, Eno Fan walked towards his office with long legs. Bingqing put the sunglasses on her face again, sprinkled them left and right, and just saw Jingjing flick the bright key ring and move towards the elevator with a swaying figure.

It turned out that she went up to the twenty-eighth floor just to drive Jiang Yefan's car.

Following Jiang Yefan into his office, Bingqing saw that Jiang Yefan was leaning against the edge of his desk, and there was a black bulky box on the desk.

"Miss Bingqing, your coffee." The secretary who pushed the door with a tray greeted Bingqing with a smile.

The secretary is a master who will repay the grace of a drop of water, and she still remembers the last time Bingqing helped her out of the siege in front of Chi Xing.

"Since Feiyi didn't come, I'll tell you directly." Jiang Yefan pulled out a stack of papers from the thick leather box and put it in front of Bingqing.

"Half a month later, the Ming and Qing Dynasty's "Parents" will start filming, you play an old man who is nearly seventy years old, the movie is a documentary film, there are three stories, and your play has seven scenes. Here's the script. Eno Fan nodded to another thin contract.

His heroic eyes looked into her eyes, froze on her for a moment, and then said, "You may have been busy with work lately, and the company has given you a shampoo advertisement at the same time." In addition, Laiy has come up with a new fragrance. Plus some friendly cameos from small TV series. You can take a break for these two days, and then you may not even have time to wash your hair. ”

Bingqing looked in the direction of his finger, she listened intently to Jiang Yefan's words, her eyes just finding a place to stay.

She was not cold by the dense clauses on the contract, and when she heard Jiang Yefan's last sentence, she smiled dumbly.

Jiang Yefan didn't know, she couldn't wait to be busy.

After handing over the business, Jiang Yefan returned to the semi-arc desk, his fingertips tapped lightly on the desktop, and his tone was very light and slow, as if he was chatting with a friend: "I heard that you moved recently?" ”

"yes!" Bingqing replied casually, picked up the coffee on the table and tasted it: "The original place can't be inhabited, because ...... have been discovered."

Bingqing said this, she raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yefan, she suddenly remembered that he had been to her house once, and then remembered that Fei Yi asked her, how did he know where we lived.

When the eyes of the two people met each other, it seemed to wipe out countless electric flints, and countless sparks burst out between the two gazes.

Eno Fan's hand stopped tapping on the table, and he smiled evilly, as if everything was dominated by him.

"Do you want to know who's spying on you?"