Nan Yi’s story is very bad, but Zhang Jing understood the meaning. It was precisely because she understood that she wanted to pounce on her and bite Nan Yi to death, and she felt that she did not catch the other person’s eyes.

Seeing the change in Zhang Jing's expression on her face, Nan Yi knew that he understood.

"Ms. Zhang, the air conditioner is not on, it's quite cold, put on your clothes quickly. A woman must know how to respect and love herself. As long as she walks upright, she will not be afraid of all ghosts, monsters, monsters and gods."

"I'm gonna be."

Zhang Jing swallowed the thick phlegm back into her heart, and all kinds of swear words exploded in her abdomen like firecrackers. She picked up the clothes in her hands and put them back. In less than a minute, her clothes were well-deserved, and she was satisfied with cursing and fighting for them again.

"Master Nan, how can you help me?"

Nan Yi was silent for a while, took out his cell phone and called up Yi Qianxi's number and dialed it out.

"I, call your classmate and ask her to give me face. This is the end of Zhang Jing's affairs. If there is any future, I will give her an explanation."

"Cousin, why are you related to Zhang Jing?"

"Let's talk about it later. You can help me get things done first. This is how you can get rid of it."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Yi called Huang Saner again and entrusted her to give her 100,000 yuan to the paparazzi who posted the post, so that she could shut up about Zhang Jing's affairs and hand over everything in her hand.

Gossip and wine are just to make money and make a living, and you will know who can mess with whom you can and who can’t mess with.

Zhang Jing watched Nan Yi make two calls, and her affairs ushered in a dawn in an understatement. She was very glad that she had luck. She met the right person, and was also very nervous. She couldn't guess what Nan Yi wanted for a moment.

Soaking in the dyeing vat, she would not naively think that Nan Yi would not ask for anything in return.

After Nan Yi made the phone call, he patted the sofa next to his thighs and signaled Zhang Jing to come and sit down.

Zhang Jing obediently walked to the sofa and sat down next to Nan Yi.

Nan Yi turned to look at Zhang Jing's side face and said softly: "Is he free?"

"Yes."

"This is easy to deal with. There is a newly opened entertainment company in Shanghai called Zhenxuan Films. If you sign it, it will be divided into 28, 28, 28. Don't worry, it's not that you are a contract worker. In the future, you don't have to worry about film and television resources and fashion resources. You will have whatever you should have."

Zhang Jing, who left the cliff, returned to his calm mind. He was not lost in the excellent conditions that Nan Yi said. Instead, he asked: "What do I need to pay?"

Nan Yi patted Zhang Jing's shoulder and praised: "It's great. I like to trade with smart people. You don't need to do much. In summary, there are only three things: one, keep your mouth well and don't say things that are not conducive to unity; two, keep your buttocks well and don't sit on the bed that shouldn't be sitting; three, keep your legs well and walk well and don't run around.

I would like to give you a little tip. If you have any dissatisfaction in the future, you will make it openly and solve it in negotiation. If you make sense, improve it, and ignore it, someone will point out unreasonable things.

My principle of treating partners is that both parties are fair and equal. Everything is placed on the table for negotiation and negotiation, and I will not make a fuss under the table. For example, the two phone calls just now cost an extra fee, and it is not a condition for inviting you to join. I will charge you 2.02 million yuan, and the down payment is 20,000 yuan. The rest will be slowly deducted from your share. Do you agree?"

After thinking a little, Zhang Jing nodded, "I agree."

Nan Yi stretched out his right hand, "Happy cooperation."

“Happy cooperation.”

Zhang Jing also stretched out his right hand and held it with Nan Yi. When she wanted to pull it off, she found that Nan Yi was holding her hand tightly. She looked up and looked confused.

"Nan Yi continued to say seriously: "Okay, that's all about work. Let me make a statement. What will happen next has nothing to do with work. Don't worry about it later. Since I say it has nothing to do with it, it's nothing to do."

As he said that, Nan Yi's face became warm, his left hand covered Zhang Jing's right hand, and said ambiguously: "Xiao Zhang, it's quite lonely to be alone in Hengdian. Come on, perform the show just now for uncle. This time, you should be slower, your emotions should be fuller, and it's better to be more sexy."

Zhang Jing's cheeks turned red when Nan Yi said it. She tried to pull out her hand, but she didn't expect that she would pull out without any obstacles. She shook her hand in surprise, "Master Nan, does it really matter?"

"I always keep my word, don't be afraid. Now I'm seducing you with my handsome appearance. When you see my face, your little heart must be thumping. I doubt how could there be such a handsome uncle in this world." Nan Yi clapped his hands and opened his heart again, "Don't be shy, come to my uncle's arms."

Zhang Jing stood up and quickly ran towards the door. He ran all the way, giggling in his mouth: "I don't like old people. Goodbye Master Nan, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

When the room fell into tranquility, Nan Yi moved to the window and savored the gains and losses of the transaction.

Zhang Jing has acting skills and can go along the path of acting skills. She is also a person who is smart and can do whatever he wants. If Jiang Xuanyan can't take Zhenxuan Film Festival, she can use it as an alternative. If she can take it, she will dive off Zhang Jing's contract and register another company.

Nan Yi, who is about to take off his burden, wants to fuck a few more young girls and add a little color to his retirement life. He only wants to be quick for a while, not talk about long-term, nor about feelings, nor wants to use his brain. In this way, the best way is to open up the road with money, but he does not want to make his old capital, so there must be a company that can earn funds for him to pick up girls.

Next, we will enter the era of entertainment carnival. It is relatively easy to make money from the film and television industry and is worry-free. We will pave the road at the beginning and don’t worry too much in the future.

Tucai was Nan Yi's original intention to help Zhang Jing, not for sex. Nan Yi didn't like her, and it was not within his range of beauty hunting.

After the aftertaste, Nan Yi picked up his phone and replied to the text message Wang Xiaomi sent him yesterday.

After the last dinner, Wang Xiaomi frequently sent text messages to Nan Yi, and he replied according to his mood.

In the other side of Shanghai, Wang Xiaomi, who was lying in the dormitory, had a villain holding a hard-soled shoe and muttering words to Jiang Xuanyan.

Jealous, she was so jealous!

Not only her, but other girls in the class are also very jealous. Some are jealous of cars, some are jealous of clothes, and some are jealous of filming opportunities. More people are all jealous of them. Why, they have taken all good things.

Wang Xiaomi has psychological imbalance besides jealousy. Why? She is not inferior to Jiang Xuanyan? Why did she send this and that? She took her to Xiangwu and Omen. She can’t reply to text messages here? Why?

Various emotions were intertwined. Wang Xiaomi picked up her phone and looked at her, thinking that her inbox was still empty, but unexpectedly, three words popped up - in Hengdian.

Duang!

Wang Xiaomi bounced up from the bed and quickly pressed her thumb on the phone key. In less than two seconds, the message went back.

Wang: "Uncle Shuai, what are you doing in Hengdian^_^"

Nan: "It's a bit of business, so I can pick up girls by the way."

Wang: "Pick up girls? Why not pick up me?"

Nan: "I'm too close to you, I'm afraid Xuanyan will be jealous."

Wang: "Don't let her know."

Nan: "Forget it, it's not good."

Wang: "Why forget it, I just want it. I don't need to go to class tomorrow. Can I go to Hengdian to find an uncle?"

Nan Yi waited for a long time, and Wang Xiaomi had already started to go crazy before replying to the message.

"No, give me some time, I calm down and think carefully."

Wang: "How long should I think about it? One hour? One day? Two days?"

Nan: "Well, wait for my signal. If you want to start, I will send you a bouquet of flowers the day after tomorrow. What flowers do you like?"

Wang: "White Rose."

Nan: "\(^o^)/~, let's talk about this first, 886!"

Wang: "(*￣︶￣)"

Nan Yi had just finished flirting, and on the other side of Hong Kong Island, Nan Youqiong and Bo Qiong had just met in Bo Qiong's office.

Nan Youqiong ignored Bo Qiong's right hand, opened his hands, hugged Bo Qiong, put his mouth on his right cheek, and slapped it twice, then changed his left cheek and let it go again, and said to Bo Qiong who was confused, "Ms. Bo, you are so beautiful, charming, and elegant. I was a little excited and offended."

Just now, Boqiong was still complaining about Meng Lang, who was poor in the south. At this moment, her thoughts changed. She was praised by a tall, handsome, sunny half-Tang Fan, and she felt happy.

Although she knew in her heart that this might be the other person's wrist.

She thought it was not bad. Meng Lang, who was in Nan Youqiong, was indeed a little strategic, but the reason that prompted him to adopt this strategy was because he had a good impression of Boqiong on both sides.

Fortunately, Nan Yi was not on the spot, otherwise he would have taken a breath and sighed in secret that his son's taste was too damn heavy, and Boqiong was the same age as him.

After Boqiong was slightly in a daze, the dissipated Qingming returned. She smiled slightly and made a gesture to ask for a seat, "Mr. Adam, don't care, please sit."

The two sat face to face on the sofa one after another. Nan Youqiong pulled out a cigar from his suit pocket, held it in his hand and raised it, "Ms. Bo, is that okay?"

"Please give your own advice."

Nan Youqiong's strategy worked. Boqiong unknowingly became more tolerant of him, and more scrutiny in his eyes, scrutiny of men.

This review goes back a long time ago. At that time, she heard about a young man named Nan Yi. From listening to rumors to reading materials, and from the first meeting to getting familiar with him, she has always admired Nan Yi very much. Even during the period when her marriage was not happy, she put Nan Yi into the role of her husband and asked herself that if Nan Yi was her husband, would her marriage be happier?

Of course, it is just her husband, not her lover. Born in the Bo family, she is destined to be with her lover. Her husband's choice is very narrow. Nan Yi is the one she likes most in the selection range.

A few days ago, when Nan Yi told his son that he would come to discuss cooperation with her, she was already full of curiosity. In the information she collected, there were only a few messages about Nan Youqiong, only the name and study experience could be found, and the others were blank.

When you see your true body today, you can tell at a glance that it is Nan Yi's species. Although it is a semi-Tang Dynasty, some details of your facial features and temperament are all engraved with Nan Yi's marks.

only……

The two people have a very different temperament. Nan Yike has never been so Meng Lang to her. He has always been polite and always has a hint of resistance and alienation in his enthusiasm. How can the nephews in front of him do this?

Ethics and a woman's emphasis on her own appearance collided violently.

At Boqiong's age, it is difficult to touch her heart. The girl's fanaticism about love has long been frozen, but it is not too difficult to touch her body.

At this moment, Boqiong had a crazy and frivolous scene in his mind.

This is like a wolf or a tiger, and the body throws the mind eight hundred miles away.
Chapter completed!