When he returned to Xingyao, Jiang Zhuo came back with a letter of commitment from Director Yan.

But when he came back, he found that the way everyone looked at him was not quite right.

Jiang Zhuo pressed the letter on the table, sneered and said, "I won!" ”

Nangong Xu applauded: "Win and win, it's amazing!" ”

Jiang Table looked at Nangong Xu in a daze, what kind of attitude is this?

Why didn't you see Nangong Xu and those people sad at all?

This is not the victory song he wanted!

Yun Shujiu slowly turned his chair and said, "Can you tell us about your competition?" ”

Jiang Zhuo said: "You doubt me? ”

"Check your phone, I didn't do anything!"

Jiang Zhuo made a gesture to take his mobile phone.

Yun Shujiu stretched his waist and looked at Jiang Zhuo incomprehensibly, smiling Shi Li on his porcelain white and flawless face.

She spoke softly, with a wicked smile in her voice: "You fouled ......"

Jiang Zhuo suddenly exploded and said, "Why do you say that I foul?!" ”

Yunshujiu sent the audio to Jiang Zhuo's mobile phone: "Listen to it yourself, there are many people in the company." ”

Jiang Zhuo put on the headphones, and after a while, his face turned gray, he pulled off the headphones, and said, "Heh, so what, the script is already mine!" ”

Nangong Xu smiled even more.

"I didn't want that script in the first place, but if you want to fight with Lao Tzu, then I'll reluctantly play with you."

Jiang Zhuo was stunned in place and said, "You don't want it?" Why? ”

"Director Yan is a well-known vampire, guess what will happen to Xingyao and him after a long period of cooperation?"

Nangong Xu stopped at the point, and then took out another script and said, "Come, let's watch this." ”

When Jiang Zhuo started to grab him, he changed the script.

Anyway, Jiang Zhuo didn't care about the script, he just grabbed it.

Jiang Zhuo stood stunned and muttered in a low voice: "Impossible! ”

Just when Jiang Zhuo was confused, someone came over and said, "Brother Jiang, Director Yan is here!" ”

Jiang Zhuo looked over there with a gloomy face, and heard Director Yan shouting in his voice: "I will work in the company with everyone in the future, take care of me!" ”

"Where's my office?"

The staff immediately took Director Yan away, and Director Yan's office was next to Jiang Zhuo's office.

Jiang Zhuo walked over and said angrily: "Wasn't this Nangong Xu's office before!" ”

The staff whispered: "It was your father Mr. Jiang who placed Director Yan on this floor, there is no empty office, Nangong Xu took the initiative to let out the room."

said that you personally recruited Yan Dao, and you must like Yan Dao very much. ”

Nangong Xu sat outside, Director Yan looked at his office with satisfaction, and then walked towards Jiang Zhuo with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "Young Master Jiang, please take care of me in the future!" ”

The strong smell of smoke mixed with bad breath is simply disgusting.

Jiang Zhuo watched Nangong Xu sitting there chatting happily with everyone.

He angrily entered the office, only to find that Director Yan had followed.

Director Yan sat on the sofa as if he was not an outsider, and when he saw a few strange-looking oranges on Jiang Zhuo's desk, he reached out and picked one up, peeled it open and put it in his mouth.

Jiang Zhuo turned his head and saw the orange in Director Yan's hand.

It really looks like the orange on his table.

But how could it be the same, the orange was specially brought from country R, more than five hundred.

Wait a minute......

Jiang Zhuo looked at the disappearing fruit bowl on his table.

it!

That's his orange!

After a while, Kung Fu Yan Dao has already peeled off to the third.

Jiang Zhuo was so angry that his liver hurt, and said, "Who asked you to touch my things?!" ”

Director Yan didn't realize it, and said: "Alas, why are you a big young master so stingy and eat your two oranges......"

Jiang Zhuo: It's not two, it's three.

Plus the shipping fee, a small two thousand dollars.

"You get out of the !! for Lao Tzu"

Jiang Zhuo kicked Director Yan out of the door, holding the poor orange peel and secretly hurting himself.