"No, three times the price, I can't afford a gift from heaven." Yin Suer resigned.

"Okay, I'll tell Mr. Nan what you want," Cui Heng withdrew the contract, "Then remember to come over tomorrow afternoon to sign a new contract." ”

After speaking, Cui Heng turned into the elevator.

"Hey!" Yin Su'er shouted at the closed elevator, stomping her feet angrily.

He won't let him go, persuade a few more words, maybe she will sign it.

Cui Heng went directly to Nan Yukong's office.

"I've done everything you ordered," he stepped forward and put the handmade cookies in his hand on the small corner of the table, unable to hold back the power of the wilderness in his heart, "Mr. Nan ......"

"Something?" Nan Yukong raised his head from the information in his hand, "Say." ”

"You cookie ......"

"Give it to the summer."

Cui Heng laughed dryly, and secretly joked that the first time Mr. Nan received a gift from someone, it was for a child, and it was secretly because of Miss Luan.

"You check the address, who lives there." Nan Yukong turned the information in his hand and placed it in front of Cui Heng.

"Isn't this where Young Master Han lives?" Cui Heng Erleng didn't understand, stared at the one-inch photo on the data card and took a closer look, "Where does Zhou Xiaozhou also live?" ”

Nan Yukong ignored him, got up and picked up the clothes hanging on the hanger and put them on, and then turned back and took away the biscuits on the table, for fear of being snatched away.

Cui Heng grabbed the information on the table and followed behind him, not daring to ask a big one.

In the car, the man was recuperating with his eyes closed.

Moment.

Cui Heng came to an emergency brake, Nan Yukong moved his eyelids twice and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Nan, I'll go down and take a look."

At the same time that Cui Heng got out of the car, the red car parked in front of them also stopped.

"Miss......" Cui Heng said, "What compensation do you want, just say, we are in a hurry." ”

The woman dressed in red and bright color took off her sunglasses, Cui Heng was a little surprised after seeing that face clearly, "Fang Ai? ”

"It's my bad car skills, I'll pay for it," Fang Ai said with a sense of arrogance.

Fang Ai sat in the car, his hands around his chest, eager for the person in front of him to kneel down and talk to him, and said arrogantly, "But why is the audition given to me by Tianyu worse?" ”

Cui Heng laughed, and she couldn't refute what they had arranged.

Who made her offend Miss Luan, the big Buddha.

"The role is not something we can decide, what does the crew director want you to audition, Tianyu can't do anything." Cui Heng's answer was very commercial and merciless.

This is also thanks to Young Master Qin's obstruction, otherwise her role can only be worse.

Fang Ai Boran was furious, "A beggar also needs an audition? ”

Cui Heng continued to laugh, "It's more of a test of acting skills, isn't it." ”

Fang Ai was speechless, shook the car door, got out of the car, and stomped his feet angrily.

"Let's go to the roadside to talk about the maintenance fee," Cui Heng pulled the car back to the side of the road.

Fang Ai slammed the car on the accelerator and almost hit a 10-year-old poplar on the side of the road.

In a hurry, he slapped the steering wheel and startled himself with the horn.

Depend on!

"Miss Fang," Cui Heng stood in front of Fang Ai's car and became respectful, "Mr. Nan's car is two million, and the friction maintenance fee will charge you 700,000." ”

Fang Ai's eyes widened.

If a broken car is scratched, he will pay 700,000 yuan in compensation, why doesn't he go to their house and rob it directly?

"What? Miss Fang doesn't have this ability, or ......" Cui Heng paused, brewing for two seconds, "Can't afford to lose?" ”

Mr. Nan asked him to shout the price by himself, and now that he thinks about 700,000, he still feels that it is a little less.

It's no wonder that he's too soft on the opposite sex.