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245 The CCP

Jiang's Group

The assistant stared at Jiang Yanting, watching him slowly flirting with the photos, afraid that any emotion on his face would fall apart, but he looked at him, "That's all?"

"Yes, I checked it carefully, and there was no contact information except the photos."

He was just lucky at this time and did not treat the email directly as some discarded garbage. "What should we do now?"

He is not stupid, so he must have a plan to send this thing over, otherwise he would directly pop up the Internet with the photo. Why bother to go through it?

"You go and check it secretly first. Don't tell my father about this, and don't alert the snake. If you can find it, check it. It doesn't matter if you can't find it..." Jiang Yanting rubbed the photo, "If there is something, if I don't look for him, he will also take the initiative to contact me."

"I understand." The assistant nodded and responded. Yu Guang glanced at the photo. He was just Jiang Yanting's assistant at work. He couldn't get in touch with his private life. In fact, he was a little curious whether he really had a situation.

"What are you looking at? Not working?" Jiang Yanting raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his voice cold.

"I'll go to work right away!" The assistant ran out in a hurry.

**

On the other hand, Chen Zhixian had no idea about this matter and was in a film and television company under the Qi family to discuss the script issue with people.

Tang Wan sat next to her. The meeting was arranged by Ruan Mengxi. In addition to the staff behind them, there were also agents of several actors.

"Who are those?" Tang Wan came late. After taking her seat, she turned her head and asked Chen Zhixian.

"Several company brokers." Chen Zhixian glanced at him.

"What are they doing?"

"Where there are women, there is right and wrong. Moreover, this drama brings together so many actresses. Everyone wants to be a single player. Some want to add to the show, and some are dissatisfied with the costumes and come to coordinate."

Tang Wan nodded, took out her notebook from her bag, and prepared to make meeting minutes.

"You went to see the house again? How are you looking for?" Chen Zhixian knew that her studio was about to be moved here, and he was looking for an office building, the capital city, considering many factors such as price, location, etc., and it is not easy to find a place that is satisfactory.

"I went to see two more places today, which is not very good." Tang Wan smiled helplessly.

"It's a pity that I don't know anyone in this area, and I don't have many connections in the capital..." Chen Zhixuan smiled and apologized, "Have you asked the fifth master for help?"

"I didn't tell him that this is my job and I want to solve it myself."

Chen Zhixian nodded. Even if a couple is a couple, they don’t have to get involved in everything about each other. It is very important to have a sense of proportion in private space.

After the meeting, Ruan Mengxi sent the others away and then collapsed beside Tang Wan. "Tang Xiaowan, I'm going to be exhausted. You don't know how difficult these agents are."

"You can see." Tang Wan laughed out loud, wanting to win the best interests of her artists, for fear of losing to other companies.

"We'll have dinner together later? I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I can accompany you to see the house." Ruan Mengxi tilted her head and looked at Chen Zhixian, "Teacher Shen, are you together?"

"No, I still have to go back to take care of the children, you guys go."

...

After seeing off Chen Zhixian, the two of them picked a restaurant near the company.

"I think you are not in good looks recently, and you shouldn't work too hard." Tang Wan looked at her.

"It's fine if the work is not going well, but even my love life is not going well. I don't have to go to the head office every day at my current job. I rarely have the chance to see Qi Zeyan."

"So what's wrong?"

"He was very popular. I used to think it was not easy to snatch men from a bunch of women. Now, after being on guard, you have to guard against women! If he is really entangled by a certain male fairy, I will definitely be too sexy to him."

"Puff--" Tang Wan almost vomited blood, "What are you thinking in your mind?"

"You don't know that there has been a cult on the Internet recently, which specializes in cracking the CPs of Qi Zeyan and the Fourth Master of the Jiang family, and even the humanities. I saw it in the middle of the night last night, which was quite exciting."

Ruan Mengxi was shocked, "It's just a little bit that makes me feel very upset..."

"We are so manly and so manly, why are we the one below?"

Tang Wan had a severe headache. If Qi Zeyan heard her, she would probably die on the spot.

"The fourth brother and him are good brothers and good friends."

"I understand the socialist brotherhood." Ruan Mengxi smiled, "But the Fourth Master looks real, handsome and cool, is he so cool in normal times?"

"usually……"

Tang Wan pursed her lips. Recently, Jiang Chengsi lived here. She either chased Jiang Jiang with a toy gun or wore a wide pajamas and sat by the window basking in the sun. Her movements were casual and lazy, which was really not cool.

The most important thing is that every time I see her eyes, she is quite unfriendly, and Tang Wan doesn't understand whether she has offended him somewhere.

Just as she was stunned, her phone vibrated, "Hey, grandma?"

"Is there anything wrong in the afternoon? If you have nothing to do, accompany my grandma to listen to the opera." Because of Jiang Zhaolin's family, although the old lady didn't say anything, she must feel uncomfortable and was always a little listless. She had not gone out for many days.

She had a rare interest in going out, so Tang Wan nodded and agreed, "It's okay, I'll go home after dinner with my friend."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Mengxi sighed, "Hey-Tang Xiaowan, if you let me go a pigeon a few more times, I can open a pigeon farm."

"Sorry, grandma is most afraid of being in a bad mood, it's rare to want to go out..."

"It's okay, you can treat you next time you come out."

...

When Tang Wan arrived home, the old lady was already dressed neatly, with a new cotton coat, a large hibiscus flower on the corners, and gold-rimmed glasses, which made her look very beautiful.

When we arrived at the Pear Garden, we had just taken the seat and many people came to speak.

"Old Mrs. Jiang, have you not seen you for a long time?"

"Since the beginning of the day, I'm busy," the old lady was kind and generous outside.

"Busy about your grandson's marriage, right? Is this Tang Wan?"

The matter between Jiang Jinshang and Tang Wan is well known in the capital. I thought it was an ordinary marriage, but in the live broadcast incident a few days ago, everyone still showed a different taste. The fool could see that Jiang Wuye was always in full protection and gentleness, and was simply a double standard for her and those reporters.

Everyone’s attitude towards Tang Wan is naturally different.

"Yes, Wanwan, come on, let me introduce you to you. This is Aunt Zhao, this is Aunt Sun..."

Tang Wan greeted him one by one, being gentle and well-behaved.

She is gentle and lovely, not the kind of aggressive, and she dresses simply and decently today, behaves dignifiedly, neither humble nor arrogantly, so her relationship with elders has always been good.

"It's really good, and it looks beautiful, no wonder old lady, you always take her with you when you go out."

"I said before that your little five is a lucky person, and the wife you chose must be good."

"I also opened a studio myself, right? I'm pretty and capable. If that kid in our family is lucky enough to marry such a wife, I'll wake up in my dreams."

...

The praises and praises were not obvious. Tang Wan knew that they were all for the sake of the old lady, saying that they were watching the show, and they also took her out to meet some people in disguise.

After these people left, the old lady picked up the cup and took a sip of hot tea, "Wanwan, it's no harm to know more people in the capital."

"I know."

The opera in Liyuan started, and today it was sung "Farewell My Concubine". Tang Wan couldn't understand it, and the layman watched it. At this time, the security guard was blocking someone outside the door.

"...what did you say? I can't go in?" Jiang Shuyan learned that the old lady was watching the show today, and she was so embarrassed before. She always thought in her heart that she might still have room for reconciliation. She never thought that when she arrived at the gate of the Liyuan, she was blocked outside.

“Do you have a ticket?”

"I..." The old lady met the owner of the Liyuan Garden. She didn't need tickets when entering and leaving. Jiang Shuyan had been following her and had long been used to entering and leaving casually.

"If you don't have a ticket, you can't get in."

"Don't you know me?"

"know."

"Then are you still stopping me?"

"Ms. Jiang should know better than me!"

This yard is opened in a Sichuan Beijing family. This is famous for killing people and has a very spicy method. She cannot force herself to break through. She stood outside the garden and called her acquaintances, hoping that someone would take her in.

However, this circle has always been arguing with the high and low praises. Everyone seemed to have noticed that Jiang Zhaolin's family was "exposed" and that none of the people who were originally circling her could be found for a while. Those who could occasionally call the phone said that they were not in the capital and could not help her.

Jiang Shuyan stood at the door for a while, then got into the car and waited, thinking that the old lady could always see her when she went out, until in the evening, she saw Tang Wan helping her out, and she hugged her back and forth. Even those who couldn't make the phone call before, she smiled very nicely at Tang Wan.

"A bunch of dog legs!" Jiang Shuyan tightened the steering wheel, exerted force on her knuckles, and her nails were cut off!

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It's early, it's the tenth day of the Chinese New Year, it's Monday~

Time flies so fast [cover your face]

What kind of cult CP, I want to hit it too—

Qi Duidu: This author may be quarantined and is somewhat abnormal.

Jiang Chengsi:1

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In the new week, continue to call the moon at the beginning~

If you have votes, don't forget to vote, Momo~
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