After going out of the president's office, Wu Yue sighed a few times.

Another secretary next to him glanced at him, "Wu Tezhu?" What's wrong? ”

Wu Yue sighed with emotion, "When I saw the photo before, I thought that our president's sister looked like a fairy, but now after seeing me, I found out that ......"

He sighed more and more: "It turns out that there are still girls in this world who look so good!" Much better looking than those stars on TV. ”

"Really?"

"If you don't believe it, go in and see for yourself! When I wanted to look at the photos, I always felt that something was missing, but now when I see the real thing, I realize that our little princess of the Nan family is called a beauty. ”

If it weren't for Nan Fu being in front of him at that time, Wu Yue would have to lie down for a few words.

Nanxun is also too good-looking.

In this comparison, those movies on the Internet look too shabby.

Nanfu has a secretary group, and Wu Yue acts as the secretary general in it.

When others saw him, they would respectfully shout Wu Tezhu, because he was the most powerful assistant by Nanfu's side.

It is precisely because of this that Wu Yue has seen quite a few beauties.

Whether it's someone sent to the door, or met at a drinking party.

He followed Nanfu's side, and there were really countless people he saw, not only small stars, but also those so-called famous ladies.

But in his opinion, there is no one better than Nanxun.

He sighed faintly.

No wonder the owner of this house can't even look down on the queen, it turns out that there is a fairy-like sister hidden in the house.

But his boss is not bad-looking.

Rich and beautiful.

With such an aristocratic golden bachelor, which woman can escape?

Wu Yue sighed, and felt more and more that God was unfair.

…

"What are you playing?"

After work, Nan Fu saw Nan Xun's fingers sliding quickly on the screen, he raised his eyebrows, and his warm voice was low and soft at this moment.

"A game."

Nanxun didn't blink his eyes, and charged a sum of money again.

She felt that her liver was nothing but krypton.

And I'm not bad for money myself.

Let's not talk about how much pocket money Nan Sinian and Rong Shi give her every month, let's just say that Nan Fu gives her a large amount of red envelopes every month.

And the comics she serialized on the Internet have also ushered in a considerable income, and it doesn't matter if Nanxun has been Krypton.

Unfortunately, there is a limit to how much money you can charge per day.

Nan Xun sighed, and it was ten consecutive draws.

drew another out-of-print one, and her eyebrows were raised.

…

"By the way," Nan Xun turned off his mobile phone, "Do we have an entertainment company under Nan's family?" ”

"What's wrong?" Nanfu raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to enter the entertainment industry to play tickets?" ”

"No, no, no."

Nan Xun hurriedly shook his head, "I don't have the idea of entering the entertainment industry." ”

If her film and television rights are sold, she would really want to be a screenwriter.

Thinking of this, Nanxun was stunned.

It seems that last time she asked Jiang Xiubai to check Wen Ci, Jiang Xiubai never gave her a follow-up.

Of course, Nanxun didn't know that after that day, Jiang Xiubai directly checked Wen Ci to the bottom.

But on the contrary, thinking of Wen Ci's face, he forced the news in his hand to the point that he didn't send it to Nanxun until now.

"Nan's has an entertainment company," Nan Fu frowned, as if thinking about something, "but that entertainment company has always been tepid, and it hasn't been taken very seriously. ”

Nan Xun's eyes lit up: "Is there a ...... in the company?"