Graveyard shift!!!

Cui Tianze's left eye is written night, and his right eye is written class.

What does it mean for two words to know each other separately, to know them apart, and to know them together?

"Night-shift?"

Feng Yin hummed calmly, turned around, and said with a smile hidden in his smile: "Do you think that there are only clubbing, drinking and other entertainment items at night?" ”

Cui Tianze subconsciously wanted to nod, relying on his strong willpower to control his head, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.

"I didn't think so, but but—but didn't I just work the day shift, and the night shift would kill people."

"It's really going to die!"

Cui Tianze almost hugged his thigh, he wanted to hug but didn't dare to hug, it hurt to be kicked.

"Really? Li Sanyi, will you die suddenly? ”

"Back to the master, the slave won't, what does the master say the old slave does, this is the duty of the old slave."

As a bag of luggage, a set of words fell on Cui Tianze's lung tubes, and his breathing began to be difficult.

Feng Yin looked at Zhang Boer and Lin Yu with a satisfied expression, and the two of them immediately used their actions to show that they were not tired, not only were they not tired, but they also wanted to exercise to eliminate food.

One to drive, one to open the door.

"Boss, please."

Feng Yin got into the car without looking back, Li Sanyi also followed the co-pilot, Lin Yu and the others didn't wait for Cui Tianze, and even pressed the button to close the door.

"The boss asked me to tell you that the slaughterhouse also has night shifts."

With a "whoosh", Cui Tianze came up before the car door closed!

He wanted to cry without tears, sitting on the chair limp with blank eyes, staring at the roof of the car and thinking, why did he want to be in the wind!

It's a pity that no one in the car paid attention to Cui Tianze.

A certain father and boss in the city clicked a screenshot of Cui Tianze's expression at this time, and was ready to go back to find a photo album to frame it and put it in the most conspicuous position at home.

You know, he's an old man, how long has he learned to take screenshots!

However, looking at Cui Tianze's tortured appearance of being loveless, it is worth it!

It's worth it!

Whoever made this stinky boy always look like he was Lao Tzu in front of him.

Deserve!

It's so nice to be in the wind!

Wind Yin should be given a higher salary.

The father and boss found the person in charge of the artist, Yang in charge, and asked about the news about Feng Yin.

As a result, in less than twenty days, Wind Yin's contract is about to expire.

The wind groan in recent times is stocking!

"Mr. Cui, Feng Yin—I really can't control it."

The person in charge of Yang did not shirk her responsibility, and she was not stupid.

The crown prince Cui Tianze has gone to Fengyin's live broadcast room, no matter what happens to Fengyin in the future, this moment is an existence she can't afford to provoke.

"You're right, Feng Yin is indeed not an ordinary person, okay, you go get busy first."

Cui Tianze's father didn't give any instructions, since people have reached this point by free-range breeding, then don't interfere too much.

As for the handling of the person in charge of Yang, he still understands a little bit as a CEO in the entertainment industry.

Red or not, two treatments, are not uncommon.

Everything will be talked about when Feng Yin comes to negotiate the contract.

My father and boss continued to watch the live broadcast, and the car had already driven towards the city.

"Cui Tianze—-"

"Here!"

A sound to Cui Tianze's resurrection from the state of standing up to the state of resurrection, the kind that was resurrected with full blood.

"Give me my phone."

"Whose cell phone?"

"Yours - forget it, don't give it to me, I see any more news that shouldn't be seen, it breaks my eyes, you download a substitute driving software yourself, and go to register a substitute driver."

"You must have a driver's license, right?"