A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

"Do you need me to tell you why she gave me this price?"

He closed the distance between the two of them, and the soft and pleasant voice fell on her ear, like a gentle and attractive feather, making her shrink her neck.

Cheng Jianwei smelled the faint smell of chocolate on his body, and his heart beat faster. He couldn't hide his surprise: "So high?"

"Yeah." Zhou Ciyan nodded.

Cheng Jian frowned slightly and said, "Are you pulling my brother along to play a beauty trick on Sister Li?"

Zhou Ciyan looked at her with a clear and seductive smile: "It turns out that in Jian Wei's heart, I am so good-looking."

Cheng Jian's breath was suffocated.

Don't smile like that, it's really weird...it's pretty.

Of course he is very good-looking, otherwise why would she want to capture him to enter the entertainment industry?

Cheng Jianwei calmed down and thought about the reason why Zhou Ciyan was able to acquire Sister Li at a high price.

Yesterday, he took Sister Li to visit the corn in the drying yard.

But only his pile of corn was stacked very neatly and the skins were peeled cleanly.

Therefore, the high price must be related to this matter.

She didn't notice that while she was thinking, Zhou Ciyan wanted to open her mouth several times. However, Cheng Jianwei didn't ask in the end. He pursed his lips, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and ate it with some dejection.

The barrage could only see these two people whispering, and they were almost dying of anxiety.

[Master Ci, just talk. Why are you so close? 】

[Brother, cameraman, your camera is not good. It's my turn. I'll get in between them! 】

At this time, Feng Mian passed by Cheng Jianwei with a bundle of straw in his arms and said, "Weiwei, which villager did you deliver to before? You weren't as fast as me."

Zhou Ciyan came back to his senses, bit into pieces the last piece of chocolate in his hand, and raised his eyes.

His eyes were full of anger, looking at Feng Mian as if he were looking at garbage, and his voice was cold and indifferent: "You can't carry it if you hold it so little at one time?"

Cheng Jianwei had already sat on the tractor, preparing to transport straw. Hearing this, he remembered that he had not scolded Feng Mian today, so he nodded in cooperation with Zhou Ciyan.

Feng Mian said angrily: "I can't move it? How could I not be able to move it! I can even move ten more!"

Fu Ran passed by Feng Mian with five corn stalks in his arms, put the stalks into the tractor, and said embarrassment: "Mr. Feng, you can't do it. I, the strongest man in Luoxia Village, must be stronger."

"Fu, Ran." Feng Mian pointed at Fu Ran angrily, word by word.

Fu Ran scratched his head and showed a silly smile: "What's wrong, Mr. Feng, how about you take a break and I can help you move?"

Feng Mian gritted his teeth and picked up seven corn stalks: "No need."

Fu Ran was holding eight corn stalks in his arms. His face was obscured by the stalks. Qingyue's pleasant voice came from behind: "It's okay. Mr. Feng, please rest. I'll watch you."

Feng Mian felt his stomach hurt again.

He picked up nine straws and stumbled to the car: "Haha, I'm going to let you know today what it means to be a real macho man!"

"Really? I don't believe it." Fu Ran was about to lift ten sticks when he heard a "pop" sound.

Feng Mian fell down before he could stand firmly, and his whole body sank into the straw.

He jumped up at lightning speed, with a leaf on his head: "I slipped, let's continue."

Fu Ran: "Just keep going."

The two men were at odds again.

Cheng Jianwei watched for a while, then silently took out his mobile phone and played a game.

Barrage: [Cheng Jianwei: Don’t interrupt me to finish this round. 】

[Are Feng Mian and Fu Ran finally completely crazy? 】

["I slipped a bit" "It's okay, you rest, the seven of us are watching you", Feng, who has been burning for a lifetime, I took it again. 】

[Ranzi today is also the day to offend the president of the company. If it doesn't work, you should change the company, really. 】

[Fu Ran’s words are useless for changing companies, he has to change his life on another planet. 】

The two of them rolled around from dawn to dusk until a gray Bentley drove out of the dusty sky.

Feng Mian's eyes lit up, as if he saw a savior: "This is my car, it's Xing Qiba who is here!"

Fu Ran also wiped his sweat happily: "Brother Xing is here?"

The car stopped, and a young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties and a little pale got out of the car: "Mr. Feng, Xiao Ran."

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Cheng Jianwei again: "Miss Cheng."

Cheng Jianwei nodded to him.

Having stayed at Asahi Entertainment for four or five years, she knew him fairly well.

Xing Qiba was Feng Mian's special assistant and Fu Ran's manager. During the period when she and Feng Mian were together under the agreement, Xing Qiba had a good attitude toward her.

Last month, she saved Fu Ran who was injured by black acne, and Xing Qiba also expressed his solemn gratitude to her.

Cheng Jianwei also knew that only Xing Qiba could tolerate Fu Ran's offending personality and could even deal with the aftermath for him perfectly - he gave Fu Ran a persona of "entertaining people internally and being the number one drag brother", and successfully Turn waste into treasure and attract countless fans.

Judging from the fact that Fu Ran called Qi Ba "Brother Xing" during the execution, the relationship between the two was not bad.

If she wants to poach Fu Ran...

We must first start with punishing Qi Ba.

Xing Qiba's expression was very bad, and he held himself up and said: "Mr. Feng, the food and mattress you asked for have been delivered to your room in the villa by Xiao Li and me. If nothing happens, we will leave first. "

Together with Xiao Li, an employee of Asahi Entertainment, he set off from Haishi and took turns driving for more than ten hours to Luoxia Village. Finally, the mattress that Feng Mian wanted was delivered. He looked extremely haggard.

On the way, he also learned that Feng Mian bought two mattresses from Miss Cheng for four million.

Xing Qiba didn't understand, but respected him.

As a normal migrant worker, he just wants to work well.

Feng Mian frowned and called to him: "You're already here, collect a few carts of straw before we leave."

Fu Ran saw that Xing Qiba's face was sallow and pale, and politely advised him: "Mr. Feng, how can you find foreign aid? You see, Brother Xing was already ugly, and now he is even more haggard. He is not a guest on the show, why should you let him Moving these? What will he do if he gets tired?"

The corner of Xing Qiba's mouth twitched and he nodded wildly.

Although what Fu Ran said was rude, at least he wanted to take a break.

Feng Mian didn't care about the health of his employees and stared at Xing Qiba with sharp eyes: "Xiao Xing, are you really tired? If you are not tired, who do you want to hug me and Fu Ran?"

Xing Qiba: Am I also a part of your play?

"Mr. Feng, I'm not tired." He gritted his teeth and replied.

His name is Xing Qiba, and he can only get off work on Saturdays.

While Xing Qiba moved the straw, he cursed Feng Mian in his heart that he was not a human being.

He sits in the office every day, his cell phone is on 24 hours a day, and he is tense almost every second. He is busy wiping the CEO's butt, repeatedly jumping on the edge of breaking the law to complete the CEO's outrageous requirements, and has accumulated a fitness card. Hey, I don’t even have time to go there, so why do I need to move all this corn?

The more Xing Qiba thought about it, the more angry he became. His eyes blurred and he almost fell down.

Fu Ran quickly supported him and said, "Brother Xing, please sit down and rest for a while."

Xing Qiba sighed and sat on the ridge of the field. Faced with his silly white sweet artist, he rarely expressed his true feelings: "Fu Ran, aren't you tired? I'm so tired. I think I built the Three Gorges Dam alone last night. a feeling of."

Fu Ran: "Tired? What does tiredness mean? I, Fu Ran, don't know how to write the word 'tired'."

As he spoke, he ran into the field like a happy little golden retriever, carrying straw. Under his blond hair was a pair of bright, tireless eyes.

Xing Qiba smiled. This was the reason why Fu Ran was willing to be his agent even though Fu Ran had a low emotional intelligence, caused him trouble every day, and loved to offend people.

Such a dynamic soul was born to shine on the stage, but unfortunately... Asahi couldn't keep him standing on the stage.

Xing Qiba looked at Fu Ran and thought, maybe he should really consider his options.

Cheng Jianwei walked up to him, sounded curious, and gave him a fatal blow: "Brother Xing, what days do you have off work every week?"

Xing Qiba felt a pain in his chest and roared: "We will fight until we die!"

Change jobs, he wants to change jobs immediately!