That night, Jian Han's new roommate, who had only been with her for a few days, did not come back, and she was excited to roll around in bed alone, which was amazing, and the progress would be so smooth!

When she was Fang Qinghan's agent, she deeply understood a truth - whether it is a high-flying producer or a noble and arrogant director, if you want to attack them, you must first do one thing - break into their lives!

When Fang Qinghan was not particularly famous, in order to get him an audition opportunity for a well-known director, Jian Han used a very tortuous method, pretending to be a nearby resident, and the director's nanny, meeting every day when she was shopping for food, so a week later, she mastered the director's routine through the fast-talking nanny.

It was very smooth in the director's favorite restaurant, and after waiting for the other party and paying for the other party, he aroused the kindness of the other party and successfully got a chance to meet.

Now, she's taken a big step towards success, at least with Leohard.

Early the next morning, Jian Han woke up, to see that the time was still early, she simply did a set of stretching exercises, after having breakfast in the big kitchen, she fidgeted and waited until seven o'clock, she picked up the cleaning tools, and started work excitedly.

Just as before, the living room where the owner of the manor often stayed, and the corridor where it was located was left to be cleaned at the end, this time, the living room of the master was replaced by the owner's living room.

Probably out of hope, she was particularly effective in her cleaning today, when the hand was pointing to eight and the minute hand was pointing six, and she was already standing outside the door of the living room.

Although she knew that Leohard would not be in the living room at this time, Jian Han was still a little nervous, she took a deep breath, raised her slightly trembling fingertips, held the doorknob with both hands, and pushed it back a little bit.

As the crack in the door gradually opened, the private space belonging to Leohard's deputy Wolf was unveiled little by little.

Jian Han walked to the room step by step, stood firm, and looked around carefully, the diamond-shaped wine rack in the wine cabinet on the right hand side was inserted with expensive wines, and the shelves on the side of the bar were hung with cleaned glasses.

On the large red oak desk in front of it, there is a box of cigars from Cuba, and the spiping ash piled up in the ashtray shows that the owner likes this brand of cigars very much, and he will not leave his cigarette.

On the bookshelf on the left-hand side, there are all kinds of economic books, and from the creases of the spine of some of the books, it can be seen that these books are not pretended to be sophisticated decorations.

Jian Han stood silent for a moment, then began to work, first walked to the wine cabinet, took out the bottles of wine, carefully wiped them, and then put them back again, whiskey, red and white wine, champagne, vodka, the types of wine are a little complicated, many of the wine has been opened, only half a bottle is left.

The corners of Jian Han's lips twitched, it seems that this Mr. Wolf is not only a smoker, but also an alcoholic.

Before nine o'clock, she finally cleaned everything properly, and finally looked around, and saw that the whole living room window was bright and clean, clean and comfortable, and closed the door satisfied.

No, she didn't plan to stay in the living room, and Leohard had a chance encounter, but yesterday, she inserted a rose and opened the door to find a big living person, which one made the owner more annoyed, it is simply self-evident.

Of course, it's not that she hasn't done nothing, Jian Han believes that as long as she persists, soon, the guy who calls himself Wolf with Leohhard's face on his face will notice her existence.

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Leohard, Mr. Wolf to be exact, is actually very busy, and there is nothing more satisfying about his current status than being a world-class superstar, and his net worth is staggering.

As a speculator, what is more pleasant to have strong capital?

Mr. Wolf is absolutely confident that within a year, he will double the assets in his name!

He has recently been busy planning a new investment company, a super-first-class investment company with full control by himself and composed of 100 industry elites.

In such a busy situation, although he often held video conferences with his subordinates in the living room, he did not notice that there were small changes in the living room every day.

It wasn't until a week after he ordered the Asian girl to clean the living room that he and his subordinates had a hard time teleconferencing because of how the investment was being applied.

One faction believes that investment projects belong to the drug category, and the National Food and Drug Administration has always been strict in the management of this aspect, focusing on early observation, and it is better not to invest too much money for the time being; The other group believes that the clinical trial of this new drug is very successful, and it should be increased when no other investors have discovered its value.

The two sides had their own opinions, and the quarrel was inseparable, and Wolf knew that when their quarrel was over, it was up to him to make the final decision.

He listened to the arguments of his subordinates with a blank face, habitually picked up a cigar, lit it, held it in his mouth, took two puffs from time to time, and waited for the ash to accumulate long enough, he stretched out his right hand holding the cigar to the ashtray, ready to bounce it off, no one knows, this is one of his little pleasures.

When his right hand has reached the ashtray, his eyes naturally glanced towards the tabletop, but the moment he retracted it, he faintly felt that something was wrong, he paused his hand, brushed it, and looked at the desktop again - the pure solid wood tabletop, you can clearly see the texture of red oak, the beautiful desktop is clean and tidy and even slightly shiny.

His pupils shrank, and he finally realized that something was wrong!

In the past, when he lived alone, because the room was small and the computer desk was very small, and he was too lazy to take care of it, the desktop was always full of soot.

This habit has not changed until now.

Wolf frowned, looked at the ashtray on the table, and tried to stretch out his arm, and sure enough, when his elbow was slightly bent, his right hand just reached the side of the ashtray, and with a flick of it, the ash flew and fell into the ashtray below.

He was silent for a moment, raised his hand and nudged the ashtray, all the way forward, when his arm was fully straight, he pushed forward with his fingertips, staring at the position of the ashtray, he smoked his cigar twice, and soon, a piece of ash appeared on the cigarette butt again.

This time, when his arm was raised, he was still some distance from the ashtray, and he had to lean forward and stretch his arm to reach the edge of the ashtray, and when he flicked the ash, the naturally, boiling ash, except for a small part that fell into the ashtray, most of it, fell on the table.