contract relationship

An Tong seriously complained to his uncle: "Director Luo doesn't wholeheartedly make money for you. How much does he usually give you? Do you know how much he keeps for himself?"

Even Fan Shuojing didn't know, what could a little girl like An Tong know?

Eighty percent of them are still bluffing uncle.

But it worked.Because of Fan Shuojing's words, my uncle was thinking about it from the bottom of his heart, a little bit trembling, and broke out in a cold sweat.What An Tong said was undoubtedly the last straw, which directly crushed his uncle's trust in Luo Li.

Without wholehearted trust, there can be no defense.

What the relatives of the Fan family need is an obedient pawn who can play wherever they can and earn money for them.Now the chess pieces are not only unsafe, but even have two hearts, hurting their interests, how can they be tolerated?

Do you keep it until he gets tired?

Anyway, Fan Shuojing had already pulled him out, even the roots were completely severed, everything was a foregone conclusion, and it was too late to say anything.

How about... just follow Fan Shuojing this time.She is happy, these people have food to eat, so they will have the opportunity to make money.

If Luo Li could replace Fan Shuojing's small actions before, it would be worth it.After all, those problems are not small, and if we really pursue them, I'm afraid they can't be easily exposed.

Uncle gritted his teeth, his jaw tensed, as if bearing the burden of humiliation.

An Tong still added fuel to the fire: "For example, in the recent live broadcast project, take me as an example, the contract that Director Luo gave me was..."

As soon as the fire didn't start, my uncle couldn't stand it anymore, bid farewell to Fan Shuojing in a hurry, and trotted away.

Staring at his uncle's back that was getting further and further away, An Tong let out a small breath, and then showed nervousness: "Fortunately, he's gone... I still want to give Uncle and them all the money from the live broadcast contract. Director Luo is not greedy at all." , then I’m giving it away! It’s really nice not to have to explain it carefully.”

Fan Shuojing looked sideways at An Tong, and snorted coldly: "You can choose not to speak."

An Tong immediately raised his hand, covered his mouth, and blinked his bright eyes by the way.The action is done in one go, and it is very experienced.

Fan Shuojing: "...what's the use of shutting up now?"

What were you doing 2 minutes earlier?

An Tong's voice was muffled in the palm of his hand, with a low voice and a slight nasal tone: "I'll help you!"

Fan Shuojing didn't speak.

It just so happened that the waiter brought in ice water, Fan Shuojing concentrated on drinking the water and didn't want to talk to An Tong.

An Tong went around to the front of Fan Shuojing, and chased after him and asked, "Did I help you?"

To be honest, there is.

If it wasn't for An Tong, Fan Shuojing wouldn't have made it clear to her uncle this time, she would still try to avoid it as much as possible, and the final outcome would definitely be the same as before, it wouldn't be so clear.

But Fan Shuojing didn't want to tell the truth.It is too embarrassing for her to admit her cowardly and weak side, and it is difficult to face that indecisive self.

It's a pity that Miss An Tong is used to doing whatever she wants, and probably has lived until now without knowing what "watching words and watching colors" is, and she didn't pay attention to Fan Shuojing's thoughts at all.

Fan Shuojing drank the water, while An Tong stared at it.

After seeing it, Fan Shuojing put down the cup, and the bottom of the cup hit the glass coffee table heavily.

An Tong immediately declared: "I didn't say anything!"

Fan Shuojing choked, and took a breath before speaking: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

An Tong reminded: "As you said, I will explain this matter when my uncle leaves-but no need, I understand."

Fan Shuojing sneered: "What do you understand?"

"You messed up my contract." An Tong glanced at Fan Shuojing, and then added, "If it's dirty, it's useless to say it now anyway. That is to say... President Fan, I really helped you Right! You see, the assistant that uncle gave you has also been resolved, and there is no need to mention Director Luo's matter anymore."

Typical self-promotion, so frank, not guilty or ashamed at all.

I don't know how An Changsheng brought up such a child... a confident and bright person.

Compared with herself, Fan Shuojing seemed to be able to see an opposite, separated by a long wasteland road, and she couldn't touch the door with her hands.

Fan Shuojing sighed softly: "Yes. Then what? What do you want?"

An Tong snuggled up to Fan Shuojing and sat down on the sofa next to her, feeling a little shy, and discussed with Fan Shuojing in a low voice: "Can you give me a job?"

Strictly speaking, Fan Shuojing gave An Tong a chance.The previous business card looked flimsy. He took it out of the bag and wrote his name and phone number in a few strokes.

But in fact, adults pay attention to "coming and going".

The time Fan Shuojing helped An Tong, she had to accept that love herself.Director Liao Sheng doesn't care about the little girl An Tong, he recognizes Fan Shuojing's name, and it will only be Fan Shuojing who will return this favor in the future.

On the other hand, Fan Shuojing didn't expect An Tong to repay her. This was a loss-making business, and there was no return.

Now An Tong came to work again, with a thick skin and a big appetite.Once or twice, there may be a third time, countless times, and the lion's mouth can never be filled.

Fan Shuojing refused.

Regardless of An Tong's analysis and examples, Fan Shuojing was sure of one point: she would rather be busy with trivial matters by herself than An Tong as her assistant.

After talking, the waiter knocked on the door to inform Fan Shuojing that the banquet had begun.

Fan Shuojing got up: "I'm short of an assistant, it's because I haven't hired one for the time being, it's not that I can't find one."

An Tong stood up and stood next to Fan Shuojing: "But you can't guarantee whether the new assistant is on your side! That's why you have been dragging your feet and haven't decided on a candidate, can you?"

Fan Shuojing looked back at An Tong.

An Tong raised his head slightly: "Only me, I will always belong to you."

Fan Shuojing took a deep breath and let it out after a long time, her chest rose and fell slightly: "Shut up, you!"

In the end, I didn't say whether I agreed or disagreed.

An Tong followed Fan Shuojing dejectedly, watching her greet people, deal with one person after another, talk about different topics with different people, and drink glass after glass of wine.

There were so many people in the room, everyone seemed to be staring at Fan Shuojing, and everyone wanted to come over to say hello and say a few words.

At the end of the banquet, Fan Shuojing was already drunk, her cheeks were flushed, her long and narrow eyes were glistening with water, and her eyes were blurred.

An Tong helped Fan Shuojing back to the lounge, laid him flat on the sofa, and squatted beside him thinking about what he could do.

I don't remember.If An Changsheng goes out to socialize, he usually stays out and won't go home.An Tong has only seen drunk people on TV, but he has never experienced it in real life.

It seems that she should be fed with water, and she should be bathed, and then she should be wiped and fired... This is how it was played on TV.

But Fan Shuojing wasn't so drunk that she lost her mind, so she shouldn't need to take a bath, right?

Moreover, Fan Shuojing didn't want to sleep with An Tong after asking in the guest room in Baichuanli.

An Tong raised his head, feeling a little worried.

Fan Shuojing kicked off her high heels by herself, unbuttoned the side buttons of her dress, and tore the collar a little.She turned over and sighed: "What's the use of you? I don't know how to stop drinking, and I can't think of anything."

His voice was very steady, but he spoke slower and softer than usual, cutting half of the harshness and sarcasm.It's not like that high-ranking little President Fan, but just a woman who was drunk and confused.

An Tong took off the high heels, put them side by side on the carpet, and said guiltyly: "What do you want me to do, then just say it...Can I learn it?"

"Can you learn it?"

An Tong nodded: "Yes, yes!"

"Are you willing to do anything?"

Fan Shuojing embraced An Tong's shoulders, pressed him into her arms, and held An Tong's lips.

After a while, Fan Shuojing panted and asked, "Is this okay?"

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The author has something to say: Mr. Fan: I'm not drunk!

An Tong: Shut up!Bite you!

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