After the car arrived at HR International, Yan Nuo happily got out of the car and went to his office to get the contract in the drawer, but his eyes were attracted by the yellow invitation card on the desk.

Yan Nuo opened it and saw that it was an invitation to HR International's annual meeting, and the location was Huangjue, and the calculation date was five days later.

Yan Nuo didn't think too much, stuffed the invitation card into the drawer, took out the contract and went straight to the president's office on the top floor.

Yan Nuo knocked on the door, and only pushed the door in when he heard Jiang Ducheng's "enter".

Yan Nuo stood still at his desk and directly handed the contract in his hand to Jiang Ducheng, with a faint smile on his face: "Mr. Jiang, this is a contract endorsed by France, which includes ten minutes of modern micro-films. ”

Jiang Ducheng continued to stare at the computer and typed on the keyboard, "Well, aren't you all ready to shoot back?" ”

"Yes, I just came back from today's shooting. What you asked, I did. ”

Yan Nuo's tone was light and breezy, as if he was explaining an ordinary thing.

After being silent in the huge office for about half a minute, Jiang Ducheng finally closed his laptop and put it aside.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the contract in Yan Nuo's hand, then took the contract and flipped through it roughly, and then asked without raising his head, his voice was always calm and good: "Micro movie? ”

Yan Nuo nodded: "Yes." Yan Nuo paused for half a second, and then added, "Mr. Jiang, micro-movies are also movies." ”

Jiang Ducheng seemed to ignore Yan Nuo's words, turned to the last page of the contract, saw Li Yunnian's usual arrogant signature, the corners of his lips raised, put the contract in his hand on the table, crossed his five fingers against his chin, looked at Yan Nuo who was standing upright, bowed slightly, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with a smile on his face: "Yan Nuo, I HR International pays you a salary, not for you to play word games with me to prevaricate me." ”

Yan Nuo smiled, speaking clearly and without fear: "Mr. Jiang, this is not a word game, and you didn't stipulate that micro movies should not be counted." ”

Jiang Ducheng's voice was low, word by word: "Miss Yan, I advise you not to challenge my bottom line." ”

Yan Nuo smiled lightly and didn't speak, but he hated it in his heart, who doesn't have a bottom line.

Jiang Ducheng said again: "Let's take a step back, I'll give you another five days, and also hand me a signed contract, don't prevaricate me with a ten-minute micro-movie." ”

Yan Nuo's body was stiff, the smile on her white face was a little unbearable, her always warm and glutinous voice was also a few degrees cold, she stared at Jiang Ducheng, not ready to give in: "Mr. Jiang, there is a bottom line in life, you have me, you are obviously making things difficult for me." ”

Jiang Ducheng's expression instantly froze after chuckling, he opened the drawer under the desk, took out a dark yellow envelope from it and threw it on the desk, his voice was crisp and loud.

Inside the envelope, there were obviously stacks of square things bulging.

In Yan Nuo's heart, an ominous premonition suddenly rose.

"What, don't you open it and take a look?"

As he spoke, Jiang Ducheng had already gotten up from the office chair with a light smile and came straight to Yan Nuo's side, his slender legs leaned on the desk, and handed the things on the desk directly to Yan Nuo's eyes.

Yan Nuo stared at the brown paper in front of her and slowly exhaled a long breath, pinched the fingers on her side, and was three or four seconds late before slowly raising her hand and taking the envelope handed to her by Jiang Ducheng.

In the next moment, the ominous premonition in Yan Nuo's heart became stronger, and the material was separated by a thin letter paper, and the inside ......

It should be a photo......