Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The next day, a piece of financial news was searched on Weibo.

China Entertainment Vice President Jin Song was urgently arrested on suspicion of tax evasion and bribery. His brother Jin Lei claimed that he did not know about it and would fully cooperate with the police investigation.

The snow continued for two more days, and the sun did not see until the third day. At nine o'clock in the morning, a visitor from the police station visited.

Da, Da, Da, Da...

Without seeing him, Jin Song in the interrogation room had already heard the sound of crutches throwing the ground.

Gray hair, an old man.

She was held by a human, with a cane in her hand, and a green and transparent bracelet on her wrist. She was meticulous in her makeup and hair.

"Are you Jin Song?"

At ten o'clock, Qiao Nanchu went to the Qingshan Mansion. Jiang Zhi just got up, and he was still sleepy.

Qiao Nanchu teased him a few words and said the business: "Jin Song was released."

Jiang Zhi said, his energy was low, there was no surprise on his face, and he still didn't wake up.

"Expected?"

He was noncommittal, grabbing a sweater and putting it on, grabbing his sleepy hair: "My old lady is not old."

Qiao Nanchu also asked the criminal investigation team. It was indeed the old lady's handwriting. He was curious: "You transferred Jin Song's handle to the old lady, didn't you want to engage with Jin Song?"

People came out in just forty-eight hours, which was not like Jiang Zhi's style.

"Yeah, I want to kill him."

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Zhi drank warm milk, and slowly returned such a sentence.

"Why did that man come out?" Qiao Nanchu was wearing a police uniform today, but his tie was not fastened, and he leaned slantingly on the sofa. The righteousness in his eyes could not contain the evil spirit, and he smiled badly." What kind of calculations did your old lady make? The front feet send people in, and the back feet get people out. What do you mean?"

Jiang Zhi put the cup down and threw a marshmallow in his mouth: "Who said the old lady sent people in?"

Qiao Nanchu raised his eyelids.

"I gave the things to my old lady, she turned her hand and gave it to Jin Lei." Jiang Zhi played with the glass candy box carelessly, "We Jiang family don't like dirtying our hands. ."

Qiao Nanchu unbuttoned a police uniform, lay back, and sank into the sofa lazily: "The old lady used Jin Lei's hand to get people in, so what are you doing?"

"My five aunts have been insulted, how could the old lady just sit back and watch." If he guessed right, the old lady should have asked for some compensation before he fished him out.

Gee tee.

Old treacherous and cunning.

Qiao Nanchu laughed: "Your old lady borrowed a knife to kill someone, what about you?" He looked at Jiang Zhi with great interest, "You are not playing this way, right?"

The old lady is indeed an old fox.

Jiang Zhi is just a fox who is only a fine fox, and his Taoism is deeper.

He is also lazy: "I just said it."

What did you just say?

"Fuck Jin Song?"

Jiang Zhi lay a little sleepy, with peachy eyes hanging down, and the corners of his eyes were not very red. He was more delicate than a woman, but he always had a somewhat aggressive monster. He didn't say if it was right, and asked Qiao Nanchu: "If you were taken to prison, what would happen if you came out?"

"revenge."

He smiled with a peachy face: "I like to watch their brother bite the dog."

No wonder he sent the things to the old lady and didn't handle it from beginning to end. This person is playing with the human heart. To be honest, Qiao Nanchu has never seen someone more sinister than Jiang Zhi.

"You Jiang family, really don't like doing it yourself."

Old Mrs. Jiang is, and Jiang Zhi doesn't give up too much.

He still nestled sickly, and said casually: "Say hello to Baoyi, China Entertainment is going to be in a civil disorder, let him not be idle and go to collect the net."

The two brothers Jin Lei and Jin Song want to fight back in their nests, and the snipe and clam fight, of course, want the fisherman to profit.

Jiang Zhi, Jiang Zhi, bad enough.

Qiao Nanchu laughed and scolded him as shameless.

Jiang Zhi snorted, did not deny, took the phone and dialed a number.

"Assistant Director Zhao."

As soon as Deputy Director Zhao answered the ancestor's call, his voice trembled: "Said Director Jiang."

Jiang Zhi looked unintentionally, and asked, "There is no group acting in the afternoon?"

Deputy Director Zhao reported truthfully: "No." In the afternoon, it was the protagonist's play.

I don't know where to make the ancestor unhappy, his tone is not very friendly: "No, why not add it?"

How do you add a group to a scene where the male and female lead talk about love, you! Say! How! What! plus? ! Get a light bulb? !

Assistant Director Zhao was helpless: "It's really inappropriate—"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

"..."

Really!

Assistant Director Zhao is a bit suspicious of life. Director Jiang Da's filming is not a large-scale national spy film, but the rise of group performances.

Zhou Xufang received the news from the group leader at eleven o'clock and asked her if she could accept the group performance. When the male and female protagonists were kissing, she let out a surprise, and then walked by without showing her face, just a shot, price You can open it at will.

Just open...

Jiang Zhi must have taken care of her work.

Zhou Xufang did not immediately reply to the group head, sitting in front of the computer, his expression a little sad.

Frosty was talking to her about the property of this house. She was afraid that Jiang Zhi would find out that the property would have to move a little bit. Zhou Xufang's decadent mood came.

"Why are you frowning?"

Zhou Xufang's head drooped and he was very unhappy: "I can't go to the group to perform."

Frosty did not understand what she meant, and sent a series of question marks.

She said, "I'm going to Moon Bay in the future. I can't take Jiang Zhi. I should keep my distance from him." At this point, she became even more depressed, with a very restless expression on her face, "I have been acting on TV. People who can’t be together are scumbags."

Frost: "..."

Zhou Xufang knew the term scumbag.

"But I really want to go acting." Zhou Xufang sighed and said, "I give a lot of money."

Sangjiang immediately typed a line of words: "Afang, you have to be honest, it has nothing to do with money, you just want to see Jiangzhi."

Zhou Xufang's face turned red all of a sudden, she lowered her head, did not speak, and both ears were also red. Then she pressed her hand on the keyboard and manually responded: "."

Frost: "..."

This girl really likes Jiang Zhi.

She had a hunch that Moon Bay would not be able to go.

"Afang," the font of Frosty suddenly turned red, "There is a new employment task."

Zhou Xufang was still listless: "Oh."

"Let us protect one person."

"Oh."

Sanjiang used a large and bold font: "Beneficiary, Jiangzhi."

Zhou Xufang froze for a moment, his eyes widened: "Who is the hirer?"

"It's Jiang Zhi's grandmother." Frosty added, "The employment time is one month, and the commission is 20 million." She asked Zhou Xufang, "Can you take it?"

Zhou Xufang frowned, unfolded and tightened again, repeatedly tangled for a long time, and said, "Come on."

"Don't you keep your distance with Jiang Zhi?" Sanjiang deliberately teased her.

She looked embarrassed, turned her head away, and whispered solemnly: "I want to make money. If I don't make money, I can't afford Moon Bay."

Camomiles are funny.

Zhou Xufang, learned to lie.

The dejected Zhou Xufang's spirit had recovered. She gave the group head a ‘go’, then got up and went to the dressing room to change clothes, and took two packs of cotton candy from Jiangzhi to eat on the road.

"I'm going to work." She said to Frost. "Goodbye."