Ignition v. 45

Wait a moment.

She put it back on silently, raised her beautiful face and smiled at Tan Song: "Mr. Tan." ”

Tan Song waved his hand in fright: "Don't dare to be, just call my name." ”

"Then I'll be respectful and obey." Lan Ying has always been a naturally familiar and bright personality, and her delicate wrist was gently raised, and she slowly pushed the stack of documents on the coffee table over: "This is the film industry to be filmed that Mr. Xie has invested in the entertainment industry for more than a year, I don't know much about it as a layman, Tan Song can help with an idea, as long as it's upstairs......"

After a pause in her words, she subconsciously pressed it lightly: "Don't stop her from playing anything she wants, whether it's a small role in a trick set eighteen years away, or a female number one, everything is here." ”

Tan Song looked at the stack of contract documents that seemed to be taller than a mountain, and took out a random copy to read it, and the contract date was about the same time as He Nanzhi's debut.

He was silent for two seconds.

Lan Ying is used to perceiving people's hearts, and asks in a gentle tone, "Is there anything difficult?" ”

Everyone has put the gold and silver mountains in front of them, and they almost didn't force it over, where do they dare to pick thorns.

It's just that Tan Song said with a very complicated feeling: "Secretary Lan, as soon as my family's big beauty debuted, she was chased and banned by all parties who wanted to uncover her rules, and the He family also cut off her resources...... This is on Mr. Xie's side, isn't it a secret? ”

Lan Ying listened, sat on the sofa very elegantly, took a sip of hot tea: "Well, please go on." ”

Tan Songdu was about to pinch out the crease of the contract, and asked: "These film industry projects Mr. Xie shouldn't be casually invested and played, if it was for her, why didn't he take them out earlier?" ”

Take it out.

He Nanzhi is still in the Star Age, and it is his turn to bring a small agent like him? Relying on the upside-down appearance of sentient beings and these contracts are more than hundreds of millions of resources, they were snatched up by Li Mai as early as 800 years ago and made into a small flower.

Where do you have to be pitiful with him, stay in Hengdian and do hard labor everywhere.

Tan Song was full of doubts and wanted to ask, but he stopped talking, and even believed it even more.

He Nanzhi, the little princess, is here to experience the suffering of the world???

Lan Ying put down the teacup and sighed softly: "That's a long storyβ€”"

"Huh?"

"Let's just say this, your big beauty said that she was going to enter the entertainment industry quite suddenly, before my Mr. Xie paved the way for his little Qingmei in advance, the relationship between the two was stiff again, if this stack of things had already been taken out when the engagement was engaged, it would definitely throw Mr. Xie on his face."

Lan Ying's words fell, and she helped him reminisce shallowly without asking for anything in return: "Pei Yao's time, Her Royal Highness the little princess was willing to shake Chi Lin Mo rather than shake President Xie, do you think with her unyielding and strong character, she would ask for these resources?" ”

Tan Song had an instant epiphany: "Then this time." ”

He didn't want to offend He Nanzhi's temper that he occasionally hated dogs.

Lan Ying's bright lips curled slightly, and she smiled very meaningfully: "Her Royal Highness the little princess played a game with Mr. Xie last night, and in the end she seemed to win. ”

Until then, no one can make the new ruler of the Xie clan admit defeat.

So Lan Ying didn't get enough beauty sleep before she was called to Sinan Mansion, and she was forcibly stuffed with a mouthful of dog food.

Weird crooked.

She took another sip of flower tea, and her perfect smile remained unchanged.

Although Tan Song didn't know what the game was, he was relieved, and he also knew that he had to pretend to be polite: "Oh, I'll talk about this ancestor when I go back, why is it so big to gamble, next time I won't be allowed to win like this." ”

Lan Ying likes to chat with people like Tan Song who know the current affairs, and before she finished, she said with a sense of sophistication: "My family President Xie is in charge of everything, and he usually doesn't know how to please girls, and he has to work hard for Tan Da Agent to say a few kind words in front of the little princess." ”

Tan Song nodded again and again: "Yes, Xie is always the most perfect man I have ever seen, alas, if I am reincarnated as a woman, I would dream of marrying him." ”

"Then you may have to wait in line until the next reincarnation." Lan Ying reminded.

……

Upstairs at the moment.

He Nanzhi held back all night, and finally could speak freely, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed to stretch, and then ran into the bathroom barefoot, in front of an extremely wide floor-to-ceiling mirror, with the bright light, the skin in her loose bathrobe was clearly visible.

Take it off to the delicate ankles.

He Nanzhi shines on the left and right.

In my heart, I have scolded a man who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade ten thousand times.

Xie Chen's life is a dog, starting from the butterfly bone and going down, to the slender waistline are red bruises, it doesn't hurt, but it doesn't hurt for ten days and a half months, and don't want to recover as before.

And the front is even more excessive, the snow-white side of the chest is full of finger prints, and it is miserable to die.

He Nanzhi slouched into the bathtub to take a bath, and by the way, she thought that if she was more vicious, she would call the police.

Just this injury, heh, Xie Chen'an, a dog man who has maintained an innocent reputation for twenty-six years on the surface, is waiting to be defeated.

Fortunately, she is a kind-hearted little fairy, so she raised her noble hand and spared him.

He Nanzhi thought about it for a while, waited for the soreness in his body to ease up in the warm water, and raised his hand to touch the phone.

She lowered her eyelashes, her eyes flickered, and she first clicked on the WeChat interface slowly, and sent a message to Xie Chen'an: "First, you promised to help me keep the theater, if He Sifan really asks you for the billions, I will go back and write a deed of sale for you."

After all, before she entered the door of the Xie family, she spent so many hundred million yuan on her fiancΓ©, and spreading it would damage her self-esteem.

And the second.

He Nanzhi changed his voice this time, and his timbre revealed the lazy seduction of the first awakening: "Oh, do you have any other small fans there, I'm tired of playing with that ivory fan......

The small objects she used to play with in the palm of her hand were all exclusively provided by Xie Chen'an.

After the engagement.

This incomprehensible man was taken away by her as if he was angry, and he directly cut off her confession as if he was angry.

He Nanzhi would ask him for other fans, but he also had an extremely vague temptation.

It's a pity that the smooth screen has no news coming in for half a day.

Her wet fingertips paused for a few seconds, and her temper came as she spoke, and she didn't wait any longer.

Throw it aside, get up by the edge of the bathtub, step barefoot on the spotless carpet next to it, pick up the long rouge dress that has been prepared long in the morning and change it into.

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps of cotton dragging came from the spiral staircase, and it walked very fast.

Tan Song had already moved from sitting on the sofa with trembling to drinking tea, to the giant glass fish tank to observe the little fish that didn't like to move, and when he heard the sound, he looked back, only to see He Nanzhi going downstairs in a curling posture, looking up to see him smiling brighter than the sun outside, and said vaguely between his lips: "Morning." ”

Then, another sentence came: "Brother Song, have you won the lottery?" ”

Tan Song hurriedly got up and poured her a cup of tea, and the excitement in his voice couldn't be hidden: "Did you see the stack of things on the coffee table, they were all given to you by Mr. Xie." ”

He Nanzhi's eyes drooped.

A second later.

Look at him again: "Are you happy?" ”

Tan Song's smile was a little brighter.

"These." He Nanzhi raised his hand, and even his nails were delicate and pink under the light: "I endured humiliation and betrayed my hue!" ”

The dog man said that he would not prostitute for nothing.

It's really true to what he says, and he put the so-called prostitution money in the living room early in the morning.

originally thought that Tan Song would unite with her, at least when there was no one around, they would point out Xie Chen'an's conduct.

Next second.

Tan Song's expression was serious: "Great beauty, how can you say this about my father who is not related by blood!" ”

He Nanzhi's tea was ruthlessly taken away by him.

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No way???

She just slept with Xie Chen'an, did the sky change outside?

Tan Song even gave a reproachful look.

As if to say: He gives you a lot of resources, this is a preference for you!!

He Nanzhi's lips moved slightly, and he was about to deliberately raise his face to question Tan Song's temporary defection.

On the left, Lan Ying's high-heeled shoes that walked in after answering the phone rang first, and reported: "Your Royal Highness the little princess, the matter on your senior sister's side has been resolved." ”

……

The theater has recently closed, and the surroundings are exceptionally deserted.

A business-type low-key Maybach stopped in the alley, the black lines of the body revealed cold and noble, even if there were passers-by, they subconsciously detoured a distance, and did not dare to get too close without authorization.

In the car, the first to get down was the housekeeper who had wind and frost on his temples.

He was well-dressed and bent down to open the door of the back seat himself.

When He Sifan tidied up his sleeves and appeared, he didn't wait to keep up with him, but he was stopped by waving his hand.

A fresh breeze blew, the doors of the theater were unobstructed, and the wooden chairs and stools were set up in an orderly manner.

Even if he hadn't been here for a few years, He Sifan didn't need to be led by others, and went straight to the backyard.

What caught the eye was a figure in a plain white dress standing quietly in front of the well next to the old banyan tree, with the sleeves gently rolled up, and the thin wrists were fragile like white porcelain, washing the green plums soaked in the water on the wooden plate.

She is elegant and elegant, and cheesy people can't understand half of it.

He Sifan stood ten paces away, the wind blowing a few remnants of leaves.

Next second.

His thin voice overflowed thin lips: "Surprise magpie." ”

Chapter 33: "Bait"

Lin Jingque stood there unmoved, looking at him with watery eyes. The courtyard full of fallen leaves seems to have regressed to the night of the last meeting in an instant, the Kunqu Opera Troupe lacks the backbone of Fu Xinyun, and it has rained heavily in a row, even if the ticket price drops no matter how low, few young tourists come to come in order to listen to the freshness, only the old neighbors in the neighborhood are sitting under the stage with their bodies bent.

With the sound of rain.

Lin Jingque still insisted on finishing the play, the sultry air made her neck wrapped in a costume have layers of fine sweat, and when the scene ended, she raised her fingers to unbutton her neckline while walking down the narrow staircase.

Suddenly, it stopped at the shelf.

Just because Lin Jingque saw He Sifan standing under the stage at some point, He had just inherited the position of the He family, wearing a dark gray shirt, crisp trousers, and a trouser pocket with one hand, Even if his face looked young and vigorous, the aura exuded around him was as noble and cold as a kaolin cedar, The two were at least dozens of steps away, and their eyes met quietly for seconds through the rain curtain.