I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

For a moment, Jian Qiaoxin dared to say that he saw He Weisheng on the director's face, maybe if it wasn't because he was filming a show now, the director might just spit out a lot of foul language.

Of course, the director is not so easy to fool, he straightened his expression, lowered his voice and said: "This is only for two beds and two sets of thick clothes, no more."

If it was Jian Qiaoxin who was negotiating with him now, he might really be bluffed, but Yan Gan is not easy to negotiate, the man raised his eyebrows, his voice was lazy and slow, but it implied oppression: "If I remember correctly In other words, the director didn’t specify the quantity before, and he repeatedly affirmed that it can be changed when we asked, but now he says no?”

Fu Lougui from behind sang together: "Of course not. Doesn't the director want to lose face? He can afford to lose this person, but the entire program team can't afford to lose it. Don't you think so?"

This question was directed at everyone in the program group.

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say anything, the staff only dared to laugh, and just as the corners of their mouths rose, they couldn't laugh anymore when the director's death gaze came over.

The corner of the director's mouth twitched: "20 is definitely impossible, we didn't prepare so many."

The hem of Yan Gan's clothes was blown up by the wind. He put the plastic bag on the ground, took out a pen and paper from his pocket and handed it to the director, with a "kind" smile on his mouth: "It's okay, who is not thoughtful?" When we do, we can all understand.”

The director followed closely the pen and paper.

Yan Gan handed the pen and paper into his hands, and was very considerate: "Just write an IOU, and pay it back as soon as possible tomorrow."

???

I charged you 200 yuan and gave you two thick quilts and two sets of thick clothes. This was enough to lose money, but you turned around and blackmailed me. In the end, I even got into debt and started the debt repayment mode. ?

The director took the pen and paper with difficulty, unable to smile anymore.

Yan Gan asked empathetically, "What's the matter, director, is there any difficulty?"

Now that they were all on stage, Jian Qiaoxin thought that he was recording the show, and of course he had to play along to be happy. He came up from behind and half-jokingly said: "Director, if you have any difficulties, just tell me Come out, tell us what you are unhappy about and make us all happy."

"..."

The assistant director still couldn't stand it anymore, he came over to make a rescue, and coughed lightly: "This 20 is still too unrealistic, it must be impossible to live like this."

Seeing that the assistant director had been staring at him, Yan Gan couldn't help winking, he smiled, turned his head to look at Jian Qiaoxin beside him, and said to the director team: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of unreasonable people."

Program group: ? ? ?

Listen, is this human?

Yan Gan blocked Jian Qiaoxin's arm with one hand, and said in a ruffian way: "My wife is strict and listens to my daughter-in-law."

Jian Qiaoxin met his smiling eyes, and in an instant, he understood what Yan Gan meant without a teacher. He thought for a while and said, "Director, why don't you provide us with two thick quilts and clothes? 200 will not accept ours, and we will not ask you for the other 18 sets, what do you think?"

The assistant director was overjoyed when he heard it, and he quickly agreed even if he felt it was wrong. After all, he agreed quickly if he could discuss it with Jian Qiaoxin. Thinking of this, the assistant director quickly agreed: "Okay!"

So when the quilts and clothes were sent over for free, most people in the program group even felt that they had taken advantage of it. Rounding up, they saved 18 sets of things.

director:"……"

Don't you think something is wrong?

At night, Jian Qiaoxin, who was sitting in the tent, sat on the thick quilt and counted the money. They were all some small change, and when they were pieced together, they added up to 220 yuan.

Carefully stacking the money together and putting it away, Jian Qiaoxin patted his pocket: "This is our next wealth, we must not lose it!"

Yan Gan was handling official business with a notebook on the side, and raised his head when he heard this: "Really?"

"That's right." Jian Qiaoxin folded the clothes and put them on a small chair aside, sighing, "But we managed to earn it by going to sea."

After thinking about it, Jian Qiaoxin was really afraid of what to do if he lost it, so he turned around and said, "Why don't I pretend it for you, after all, it's more expensive."

Yan Gan's fingertips paused slightly while typing on the keyboard, his handsome face was relaxed, and he said lazily: "No, I'm looking at the valuables."

Jian Qiaoxin was suspicious: "What do you think?"

Yan Gan raised his face buried in his work, looked at him meaningfully, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Look with your eyes."

"..."

Caught off guard, Jian Qiaoxin blushed, turned away from him, and got under the quilt to cover the bed.

It is said that the temperature will drop tonight, so the quilt is very thick, especially at night, the wind has started to blow outside.

Jian Qiaoxin lay on the pillow and looked at the weather forecast on the phone, and murmured, "It says it will rain heavily tonight."

Yan Gan was replying to Secretary Li's email, and echoed the words: "What are you afraid of, although the tent for the program group is said to be 60 yuan, but the quality is very good, as long as there is no typhoon, there is no problem."

Just as he was talking, the voice of the staff came from outside.

A voice came from outside: "Mr. Jian, Mr. Yan, just now the director said that today is very windy and windy. Let me remind you to pay attention to the drainage of the tent and prepare in advance."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "Understood."

He poked his head out and glanced at the staff outside. The staff were wearing thick jerseys that were tightly wrapped. Although it was too hot to wear short sleeves during the day, but at night on the island, especially in such weather, they wanted to wear down jackets. is enough.

The blown hats of the staff are fluttering, which shows how windy it is outside.

Yan Gan finished processing the emails, closed the computer, put on some clothes and came out: "Can this tent be carried tonight? It's windy right now, so I definitely can't leave the island. Has the director come up with an emergency plan?"

Just standing casually in clothes, the man has an aura of calmness and prestige. He is tall, and standing in a tent that is not too low still gives people a sense of oppression. The posture of the superior makes people unconsciously obey.

The staff stammered: "The director said there is no problem. Moreover, there is a natural cave on this island, which is only a few tens of meters away from our side. We have already cleaned it when you left during the day. If the tent is really If it doesn’t work, where can I go to stay temporarily.”

Yan Gan nodded in satisfaction.

Jian Qiaoxin in the back also changed into a suit of wind and rain protection. He walked out of the tent and asked, "Then what should you do?"

If they went to the emergency shelter, the staff here would add up to about a dozen NO.20 people.

The staff didn't expect that anyone would care about them. Although the weather was cold, he warmed his heart and said quickly, "It's okay. There are more than one natural caves on this island. We have arranged them all."

"That's good." Jian Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "The weather is not good tonight, so you should go to bed early."

The staff nodded quickly: "Hey, good."

He was going to leave at first, and he just wanted to inform them, but he didn't expect Mrs. Jian to care about them. A few big shovels came to Jian Qiaoxin: "Mr. Jian, it will be more convenient for you and Mr. Yan to use this to dig channels and drain water."

Jian Qiaoxin was worrying with a small shovel, and when he saw that there was a tool, he smiled happily, and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you, thanks to this, otherwise we might have to spend more time."

The staff sincerely said: "You're welcome, it should be."

God, Teacher Jian is really gentle. At first, they all thought that Jian Qiao's new partner Yan Gan might be a high-ranking partner, but after these two days of observation, Yan Gan, the devil, is like a cabbage, okay?

While slandering the staff, he left, and after he left, Jian Qiaoxin handed one of the shovels to Yan Gan, and the two discussed about digging a drainage ditch.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the leaves of the coconut trees were blown and swayed, the bushes and books in the jungle were also blown, and Jian Qiaoxin sneezed.

Yan Gan: "Go back, you are not needed here."

Jian Qiaoxin was holding the shovel, of course he couldn't agree: "I'll dig with you early and let's go in early, I can help to some extent."

Yan Gan looked at the figure standing beside the tent shoveling the soil in Fengli, huddled up in the cold, but still persisted, he clicked his tongue, and walked over to the other side to start digging the drainage ditch, saying: "Uncle I want to say, are you a fool, you don’t enjoy your blessings, you don’t steal when you are lazy, what’s the matter, is your dream to be a model worker?”

The wind was very loud, and many voices could not be heard clearly, but Jian Qiaoxin still heard what Yan Gan said.

He put the soil in the shovel on the corner of the tent and said, "Who says I don't enjoy the happiness? Aren't we on vacation now? If you are lazy, I will be inside and you are outside. I will definitely worry about you. Then It's more tiring than working."

Yan Gan smiled when he heard the words: "So, our Xiaoxin is still very smart?"

Jian Qiaoxin pulled on her clothes: "I've never been stupid, okay?"

"Yes, yes, you are the smartest." Yan Gan followed his words and said that if two people work together, the efficiency is still very fast. They are working on it here, and there are people coming out of the tent not far away.

Jian Qiaoxin looked back, and saw that it was Fu Lougui who came out of it, and it was probably for the purpose of shoveling the gutter. He subconsciously asked, "Is it simple?"

Yan Gan behind said: "You go in first, uncle will help."

"Oh, good." Jian Qiaoxin put the shovel aside, the temperature was already very low, and there were already some sporadic raindrops, and he urged: "You come back early."

Yan Gan smiled, "Don't worry, let's go."

Jian Qiaoxin just returned to the tent. He padded the bed a little higher to ensure that there was no air leakage in the tent. He was always worried about the outside when he was alone, especially in such stormy weather. He thought about it and prepared to call Call home to see how Ranran is doing. It's been two or three days since I came out, and I haven't seen the child yet.

I'm usually afraid that the walls have ears, but the weather is bad now, and the staff of the crew have really gone back, and the timing of the call is just right.

Jian Qiaoxin turned on the phone, found the nanny's account and sent a WeChat message, requesting a video chat. Generally speaking, the answer would be answered quickly, but this time there was no response.

Finally, after more than ten seconds, it was picked up over there, and the nanny said, "Sir."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "Why did it take so long to connect, but is it okay?"

"This..." The nanny hesitated and hesitated.

Jian Qiaoxin frowned, with a bad premonition in her heart: "What's the matter, is something wrong?"

The nanny didn't dare to speak out, but under Jian Qiaoxin's repeated questioning, she still said: "Of course I'm already asleep, I'm afraid I can't make a video call, why don't you call back tomorrow?"

The more he pushed back and forth like this, the more worried Jian Qiaoxin became. He suddenly remembered that Xing Rou was still at Yan's house. Although thinking about it, Xing Rou didn't have the guts to persecute the child, but she had dared to be in such a small situation before. Go down to get blood, what else can't she do?

This speculation made Jian Qiaoxin unable to sit still for a moment, his face sank, and his tone was cold: "It doesn't matter if you sleep, you go to Ranran's room first, I want to see the child."