A few days in Hengdian, when Nanyi came here, Zhun Hengpiao, whom he was thinking about, did not meet, but picked up a tow bottle, said hello to Zhang Jing, and asked her to take the time to fly to Shanghai to sign the contract, and then, He flew back to the capital with a tow bottle, but did not stop in Yiwu.

I have already said what I should say, whether I can listen to Yan Pannan herself, if she continues to expand blindly, Yuyan Group will become insolvent sooner or later.

Expansion with debt seems to have become a popular expansion model in China. Once this kind of enterprise is in crisis, it is basically worthless to save. If Yuyan Group has such a day, Nanyi will not help. He has no habit of filling bottomless pits.

Yan Pannan was still a bit short, he didn't know how to absorb new knowledge, and he didn't open his eyes to see the big situation of the world, so he should be eliminated.

Back in the capital, Nan Yi rented an apartment to Zhao Qing'er, paid the rent for one year, and after helping buy things, he gave another 50,000 yuan as living expenses. It's all given, not borrowed, and the name is even willing to let her pretend to be a tiger, so there is no need to worry about a little money.

Nanyi is not only to be Zhao Qinger's master, but also a master and master. As long as the little girl is well-behaved, her future journey will be smooth and smooth.

After getting the little girl settled down, Nanyi took her to Sanlitun one night. He first went to the bar to sit for a while. He drank a glass of beer and gave the little girl a cocktail to relieve his fatigue. Then he went to Ding Yiku's Barton I took a look at the construction site of the bar, but I couldn't see anything, I don't know what this kid is going to pretend, it's been two months.

There is nothing to see. Nanyi continued to walk in the depths of North Street, passed some big shops, and came to the entrance of a minimalist bar in the back street. This is a joint venture between Wang Suo and several people, claiming to have found a famous designer.

Nan Yi glanced at the door face that had long been disliked, and walked in. Zhao Qing'er followed Nan Yi all the time, quietly and silently.

If she still had doubts about Nanyi's identity when she was in Hengdian, when she arrived in the capital, her doubts dissipated. Inexpensive, but focus on shoulders, head and cheeks.

I hate it to death. If you are happy, you pat your shoulders, but if you are unhappy, you tap your head and pinch your face. People's faces are already big, and if you pinch them too much, they will get bigger.

Walking into the bar, you can see that the interior is divided into two floors, and the design elements of famous designers are exposed there. The floor is cement, the kind that has not been polished, and the stairs to the second floor have no handrails. Be careful when you fall down, you will die if your head hits the ground first.

The first floor is open to the public. There are tables, chairs and benches, which are the necessary elements of a bar. They are not ordinary goods. A lot of energy was spent in the second-hand market, and the energy was mainly spent on finding "cheaper" ones.

The second floor is for self-play, you can come with anyone you know or not, and you definitely don’t need to buy one.

Stepping on the stairs to go upstairs, there are two pairs of long sofas in sight, and a coffee table in the middle, with various wine bottles, including magenta and white beer, placed in a mess, and people in various sitting positions on the sofa.

"Nan Batian, which gust of wind brought you to my little temple?"

"I'll send you an invitation card. On the 26th day of the winter month, I'm going to hold an apprenticeship ceremony. Come on time at ten o'clock in the morning." Nan Yi said, throwing the invitation card into Wang Hao's arms.

Wang Yan picked up the invitation and opened it, wondering, "What kind of apprentice are you accepting? The apprenticeship ceremony is at the bar?"

Nan Yi pulled back, grabbed Zhao Qing'er's hand and pulled forward, "This is the apprentice I want to accept, Zhao Qing'er is only twenty-eight years old, and she will be in the world of film and television in the future. She is still young, please invite everyone Take care."

Wang Yan looked at Zhao Qing'er a few times, "Nan Batian, are you serious?"

"When did you see me making fun of serious things?" Nan Yi replied lightly, and then said to everyone present: "Anyone who is free will come on the 26th day of Dongyue, and the invitation will not be made up. Slow down." Drink slowly, take a step first."

After finishing speaking, Nan Yi took Zhao Qing'er and left directly.

Along the way, Zhao Qing'er's steps were mechanical and her mind was chaotic. She knew most of the people she saw just now, and they were all prominent figures in the industry. Seeing a litter, it's just that Master's attitude seems a bit strange.

After leaving the bar for a while, Zhao Qinger took two quick steps and walked side by side with Nanyi, "Master, those people just now seemed to be directors and actors."

Nan Yi turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

"Master, you don't seem to be very enthusiastic about them."

Nan Yi smiled, "Don't think about it, I was enthusiastic enough just now. It's very late, you go back and rest first."

"Master, it's not yet eight o'clock." Zhao Qing'er pointed to her watch.

Nan Yi pinched Zhao Qing'er's cheek, and spat: "I must say it bluntly, you mean to tell you to get lost, and you will come to the most lively spot here, and you will delay me from picking up girls by standing here."

"Wooooow, it hurts."

Nanyi let go of his hand and changed his face, "A little girl, don't run around outside at night, go to bed early and get up early, and remember to go to class tomorrow."

An actor can't go far without systematic training. Even if Nanyi is willing to spare no expense to be popular, Zhao Qing'er can't be popular on her own, so he enrolls Zhao Qing'er in an art test training course run by a teacher from the Drama Academy, and plans to let her take part in it. The art test after the next year.

"Understood, goodbye, Master."

Zhao Qing'er is not familiar enough with Nanyi, and she dare not be too presumptuous. When she is familiar enough, she will probably make some sarcastic remarks.

Picking up girls was just talking, watching Zhao Qing'er leave, Nan Yi also went home by car.

...

On Xiangfang's side, the negotiating teams of Nan Youqiong and Bo Qiong have already met, and the two sides have launched complicated negotiations. Nan Youqiong has not left Xiangtang these days, and has been attending various meetings in the EPC.

After the Lunar New Year, the structure of the dual headquarters of the EPC will change. Xiangxi will become a branch and the scale will be downsized. Most of the staff will be transferred to the New York headquarters, the London branch and the Lijiapo branch, and a small number of staff will be dispatched to Pudong. , formed the Pudong branch around Fan Hongdou.

After the adjustment, the Lijiapo branch covers Southeast Asia, the Pudong branch covers Greater China, and the Hong Kong branch covers Hong Kong, Japan and South Korea. In addition, it is also responsible for affairs and businesses that are inconvenient to relocate.

Before the EPC, a large amount of manpower was stationed in Xiangtang, just for the convenience of Nanyi. Now that he has entered the era of Nanyoupo, he will stay in New York for a long time, so he will naturally have to relocate.

The work of relocation and transfer is very cumbersome and involves all aspects. Most of the staff of the Situation Policy Committee in Xiangtang have already settled here. time. Moreover, before that, there is still communication and appeasement work that needs to be done.

The EPC was busy until eight o'clock. As soon as he walked out of the factory building, Nan Youqiong looked up at the sky. Seeing the stars in the sky, he took out his phone and dialed out.

"Ms. Bo, the night is fine today. If you lie on the deck of the yacht and drink and watch the stars, I believe it will be a good choice. I will wait for you at the pier. Please bring the gift I gave you."

After finishing speaking, Nan Youqiong immediately hung up the phone and smiled.

On the other end of the phone, Boqiong listened to the beeping sound from the receiver, and then put down the phone with a blushing face in a daze, and looked down at the gift box that had been opened on the sofa. Inside the box lay a set of semi-transparent lace underwear. , with her English name embroidered on it.

After parting that day, Bo Qiong would receive a bouquet of flowers at the same time every day. On the small cards in the bouquet were Nan Youqiong's handwritten love words, which were very nasty and very direct. I wanted to be happy with her and wrote them in straightforward words. It is not euphemistic at all, and it does not engage in hints at all.

Once, twice, and three times in a row, Bo Qiong's heartstrings were twitched, and it took a long time to calm down each time.

Nan Youqiong is young and full of male hormones. The temptation to her is not small. Nan Youqiong is Nanyi's son. She has known Nanyi for many years. Nan Youqiong is a junior to her. If she and Nanyi If there is poverty, what is it, that is really an unruly love.

The more unruly, the more provocative, her psychological defense line has been scarred after three impacts. Now, Nan Youqiong does not use words, but invites her with thick and rippling language. She...

Going to the mirror and stroking his hot cheeks, Boqiong is doing the final psychological struggle.

to go, or not to go?

The answer is probably not difficult to choose. Forty or fifty minutes later, after bathing and changing, Boqiong sprayed on himself a little black opium perfume that he had never used since he bought it. This perfume has an alias "scumbag fragrance".

After a few more minutes, she went out without a gift box in her hand.

There is no need to take it, the box is not important, the gift inside has already been worn by her.

Bo Qiong drove to the pier alone, without a driver or bodyguard. After getting out of the car, he put on a pair of sunglasses as if deceiving his ears, and walked along the wooden plank road. The deer bumped against his heart, but the wind was blowing under his feet. Bo Qiong, who was avoiding people, had already come to the side of a yacht. When he looked up, he saw Nan Youqiong who was staring at her intently.

"call!"

Slowly exhaling a foul breath, Bo Qiong stepped onto the yacht.

As soon as she stepped on the deck, a big hand stretched out from the side, pinched her catkin and pulled it, her body sank into a broad chest involuntarily, and her face was pressed against her heart.

The masculine aura emanating from Nan Youqiong's body made her intoxicated, and she hugged Nan Youqiong's waist with her hands involuntarily, searching up and down.

"Joan, don't worry, we have the whole night." Nan Youqiong leaned into Boqiong's ear and said in a seductive voice, "Did you wear the gift I gave you?"

Bojoon murmured.

"Let me see if I chose the wrong size."

Bo Qiong murmured again, his voice became rippling, and then, there was a rustle, and the two hot balls stuck together without any hindrance...

Nan Yi was sitting on the bed with a notebook on his lap, sliding and clicking on the touch screen with his fingers, training Yi Zai to reply to text messages. He had a premonition that he would soon face the situation of responding to several women's text messages at the same time. Typing was too tiring, so he planned to let Yi Zai do it for him when cooking text messages.

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