The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

the next morning.

Fang Hanlin called early in the morning, "Miss Jiang..."

Jiang Nan knew what Fang Hanlin wanted to ask, and said concisely, "I'm on my way, and I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Fang Hanlin rubbed his chin and laughed, with obvious excitement wrapped in his laughter.

Jiang Nan narrowed his eyes and said strangely: "President Fang, are you so happy to send me money?"

Fang Hanlin was serious for a second, "Actually, there is still a little thing."

Jiang Nan pinched the back of his neck, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fang Hanlin thought of Tang Fengmao's "arrogant and arrogant" face "in his mind", raised his beard and smiled twice, "Just help me scare someone."

Jiang Nan: "..."

The girl didn't say anything immediately, she paused for a moment, and then continued with a strange tone after a few seconds, "So you want me to play tricks?"

She didn't take the job.

It is quite fresh.

Hearing this, Fang Hanlin was almost frightened by his own saliva, and coughed violently, "No, no, Miss Jiang, you just need to show your face, and add a competition at most."

"Oh." Jiang Nan became more interested, "Okay."

game.

She's tired of this.

Fang Hanlin didn't expect Jiang Nan to agree so simply and neatly. He propped his chin, feeling inexplicably guilty, "Don't you ask what kind of competition it is?"

Is the attitude of the contestants wrong?

Jiang Nan pinched his wrist and said "ah", "Is there a big difference in any competition? As long as it is a competition, I have never lost."

Fang Hanlin: "..."

Fang Hanlin hung up the phone in awe.

And sent Tang Fengmao an emoticon package of [you are finished].

Not to be outdone, Tang Fengmao found an emoji and sent it over: [wash and sleep. 】

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Jiang Nan and Fang Hanlin made an appointment at 08:30 in the morning.

Jiang Nan thought for a while and sent Tang Fengmao a message: [President Tang, how about meeting at nine o'clock? 】

Tang Fengmao: [No problem. 】

In Tang Fengmao's heart, it was not easy to invite Jiang Nan, the little ancestor, over here.

As for time.

Big deal, let Fang Hanlin and that "unknown" Ms. Jiang wait.

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08:30am.

Jiang Nan arrived at Fang Hanlin's office of the Chinese Painting Association.

After Jiang Nan solemnly finished receiving the bonus,

Randomly took the certificate of the World Painting Competition from Fang Hanlin,

After Fang Hanlin drew a random picture in his grateful eyes,

Finally, there are only 09 minutes left before 30:5.

Fang Hanlin added a little water to Jiang Nan's teacup.

Jiang Nan took two sips, tapped his finger on the table twice, "President Fang, when will the game you mentioned start?"

Fang Hanlin checked the time and felt something was wrong.

Whispering:

"I'll give him a call. The old man didn't just run away."

Jiang Nan rubbed his fingers, his voice was flat, "When someone comes, you call me, and I'll go out to blow some air."

nine o'clock.

She also made an appointment with President Tang Fengmao.

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Here.

Tang Fengmao was waiting at the gate of the Chinese Painting Association 5 minutes earlier.

The old man was wearing a long gown, his hair was a little gray, and he was wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses. He was in good spirits.

The sun slanted on the old man's face, filled with a light yellow warm light, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

Looking around from time to time.

"President Tang."

A voice came from behind Tang Fengmao.

Tang Fengmao reacted for a few seconds, finally turned his head to look over, and burst out laughing, "You girl, you're quite punctual."

Tang Fengmao glanced at the gate of the Chinese Painting Association.

The eyes are quite weird.

strangeness.

I heard that the gate of the Chinese Painting Association needs an access control card to open it.

The access card is only available to members of the Chinese Painting Association and the presidents of the other four alliances.

How did Jiang Nan get in?

Tang Fengmao thought for a few minutes, and finally only came up with the "very credible" reason that "the access control of the Chinese Painting Association has a false name".

I didn't bother anymore.

Smiling and walking in with Jiang Nan, "There is no news for so long, what are you busy with?"

Jiang Nan's dark eyes flickered, and he said calmly: "Busy playing the piano and expressing love."

Tang Fengmao staggered, his eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at Jiang Nan with an extremely horrified look.

Tongue out: "What did you say?"

Jiang Nan looked at the sight, and after a while, he bent his eyebrows and said, "Dating."

Tang Fengmao's indifferent complexion changed slightly, and he smiled, "I never thought that your iron tree can also bloom."

Jiang Nan: "...???"

When did she become an iron tree?

"Don't blame me, an old man, for saying that you are an iron tree." Tang Fengmao touched his chin, his expression became a little far away, "I still remember when I was playing Go before, there was a boy who fell in love with you at first sight and wanted to ask you out for dinner. It's good for you, you ate two buckets of instant noodles face to face with this boy, but I didn't laugh to death."

Jiang Nan was expressionless.

Jiang Nan hardened his fist.

Jiang Nan had a cold face, "President Tang, stop talking."

Tang Fengmao's eyes were full of smiles, and he cut off the topic reluctantly, "Okay, let's not talk about it. However, after you fell in love, the only iron tree in our four leagues left is the one from the piano association."

"The Piano Association?"

"Yeah, that's the new president of the piano association who can only play the piano but can't talk about love."

……

While talking, the two of them had already reached the door of Fang Hanlin's office.

"It's here." Tang Fengmao pointed to the sign at the door of the office, "I just want to introduce you to the president of the Chinese Painting Association."

Jiang Nan stopped at the door of the familiar office, rubbed her slender fingers twice on her side, raised her eyes, and asked, "That stinky and shameless person from the Chinese Painting Association you mentioned..."

Hesitant to speak.

Tang Fengmao nodded indignantly, "That's him!"

Jiang Nan pursed his lips slightly, "Then how can I help you grow your face?"

Jiang Nan had a ridiculous idea in his mind.

In the next second, he was confirmed by Tang Fengmao, "Don't be nervous, it's just a small competition. You represent our Chess Association, and President Fang of the Chinese Painting Association also has a representative. You two have a competition."

At this moment, who are the two people in the competition? Only two words appeared in Jiang Nan's head——

Outrageous.

Jiang Nan: "..."

After being silent for ten seconds, Jiang Nan looked at Tang Fengmao's face, not knowing what expression to put on, it was very complicated.

This is so...how does she compare to herself...? ? ?