Former Cannon Fodder’s Self-help Manual

Cao Feng's investigation was not going well. Liu Ping deleted the monitoring, which caused him a lot of obstacles. What's more, even if he could check the monitoring, he couldn't find anything.

The four little swans were very cautious and kept wandering in the blind corner of the surveillance. When they got under the surveillance, they behaved no differently from normal security.

He had a sense of helplessness.

This kind of ethical drama where the son's ex-girlfriend climbed into the mother's bed cannot be investigated with great fanfare, otherwise it will be another storm if someone with a heart finds out.

Cao Feng speculates that there may be a reason why Liu Ping, the monitor, deleted the monitor.

The top floor of the Nianhua Building.

Jian Yixian leaned over his desk to process documents, and his gold-rimmed glasses concealed his sharpness.

"Mr. Jian, I don't have a clue yet." Cao Feng lowered his head and reported to Jian Yixian. He didn't have a clue. He thought that the reason why Xia Changhan appeared in Mr. Jian's room was probably to avenge Jian Jian's abandonment. Enmity, maybe there is Boss Jane's hatred for suppressing.

It's just that sometimes when facing the private life of your boss, you have to learn to play dumb in order to go further.

"It's okay, I'll find someone else to take over."

Jian Yixian thought that Xia Changhan would propose to keep her because he climbed into her bed for money. The reason why he delayed talking for a week was to show that she was not in such a hurry and would not be led by the nose by Xia Changhan Let's go, it turns out that Xia Changhan is her stepson's ex-girlfriend, so this matter will not be as simple as just involving money.

Her thinking was not as one-sided as Cao Feng's, thinking that Xia Changhan was nothing more than active and passive. Whether it is active or passive, it does not prevent her from enjoying this small dessert

Cao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally pushed the hot potato out.

"Mr. Jian, how should I answer Miss Xia's side?"

Jian Yixian closed the file and said unhurriedly: "There is no need to talk about it."

Cao Feng nodded. It was clear at a glance whether the heir he had single-handedly cultivated or the one-night stand with unknown purposes was more important.

Jian Yixian knew at a glance that he was wrong. Cao Feng had been with her for ten years and still didn't understand her.

She thought casually, if she really liked Xia Changhan, it wouldn't matter if she changed the heir.

There is still a gap of 20 million in funds from 50 million, Xia Changhan is already at the end of his rope.

Xia Changhan sat cross-legged on the bed and flipped through the passbook. A penny was hard for a hero. She had a script that was bound to be popular and a lead actor with superb acting skills, but the funds were not in place.

"Yuan Sheng was a popular little flower a few years ago, how did he save such a small amount of money?" Xia Changhan found it inconceivable, knowing that traffic stars often earn tens of millions of dollars.

"It's all spent on Jian Ming. Use your connections and money to clear the way for him."

Xia Changhan threw the passbook into a drawer and locked it up: "Sooner or later, I will make him spit out the money for me."

The computer next door dinged, and Xia Changhan walked over. There was an extra email in the mailbox, and the sender was the secretariat of Nianhua Group.

Xia Changhan skillfully clicked on the email, there was only one sentence on it, asking Xia Changhan to meet at the old place at nine o'clock tomorrow.

System: "Someone sent money."

Xia Changhan: "Jian Yixian is not stupid..."

System: "That's not necessarily true, maybe Jian Yixian is a person who is crazy about love and smashes into a big wall for love"

Xia Changhan: "..."

System: "I still have a pornographic movie that you didn't watch last time, do you want to learn the poses in it?"

Xia Changhan: "??? When did I watch pornography?"

System: "Last time you were drugged, and I didn't know where to start. I showed you two pornographic movies."

Xia Changhan: "..."

Seeing that Xia Changhan was not very willing, the system imitated the voice of the instructor in the continuing education center, and taught Xia Changhan earnestly: "In this line of work, you must love learning, work hard, learn advanced culture, and be at the forefront of the times. Only in this way can we serve the benefactor better.”

Xia Changhan: "..."

At nine o'clock the next day, Xia Changhan arrived at the cafe, but he didn't see Cao Feng when he looked around.

She was about to ask the shopkeeper if she had seen a dull face dressed in an old-fashioned way, when Cao Feng stuck out his head from behind the lush green radishes and waved at Xia Changhan: "Miss Xia, I'm here."

Xia Changhan casually glanced at the opposite side. There was no briefcase next to Cao Feng's seat. She knew it by heart, and waited for Cao Feng to speak with a smile.

"Miss Xia, unfortunately, Boss Jane does not agree." Cao Feng said after taking a sip of coffee.

"That's really a pity." Xia Changhan's tone was brisk, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

Cao Feng really couldn't see where Xia Changhan had the slightest regret.

In this situation, even if he didn't know how to proceed, no matter what he said, it was inappropriate, and Xia Changhan didn't intend to speak.

After a long silence, Cao Feng remembered his second mission here and said, "Miss Xia, do you accept Nianhua Media's investment in your new drama?"

Xia Changhan looked at Cao Feng in surprise, Cao Feng still had the same paralyzed face: "Boss Jane intends to invest in your new drama."

Xia Changhan thought about it for a while, and felt that this matter was not harmful to her, so he asked, "Of course, you are very welcome. Did Mr. Jane disclose the specific investment amount?"

"You can rest assured of the strength of Nianhua Media."

Xia Changhan didn't know what Jian Yixian's purpose was, so he said an amount cautiously: "Twenty million."

Cao Feng took another sip of coffee: "Mr. Jian hopes to be the biggest investor in your new drama."

Xia Changhan stretched out three fingers, and Cao Feng asked, "Three hundred million?"

Xia Changhan: "Thirty million."

Cao Feng is not optimistic about Xia Changhan's web dramas, and thinks that Jane is always taking money for nothing, but he is an excellent assistant and never discusses every decision of his boss: "Do you have time this afternoon? You sign the contract."

Xia Changhan nodded, there were still people rushing to give money, of course she would not refuse them.

Cao Feng drank his coffee in one gulp: "Miss Jian, I will be waiting for you at Nianhua Media at three o'clock in the afternoon. Let me take my leave first."

After Cao Feng left, the system sighed: "Oh, from 300 million to 30 million."

Xia Changhan didn't feel anything, but the system was quite disappointed. Xia Changhan always felt that the system was like a pimp.

Thinking of this, isn't she the XXX who is dressed up and waiting for guests to come to her door? She quickly threw this thought out of her mind.

Before going out in the afternoon, Xia Changhan specially put his black hair back on his head, put on light makeup, and picked out a smart and capable business attire before driving to Nianhua Media.

Nianhua Media is worthy of being the leader in the media industry. It occupies an area of ​​300 acres in the imperial capital where every inch of land is expensive. The magnificent headquarters building is like a giant dragon lying on the bank of the Pingjiang River. You can find traces in it.

Xia Changhan's SUV is next to the Bentleys and Ferraris, and it's like a chicken mixed in with the white cranes.

Nianhua Media also had a parking boy, who came up to meet Xia Changhan after seeing him, and asked, "Miss, do you need to park?"

"Excuse me," Xia Changhan said politely, before getting out of the car, a Rolls-Royce drove up from behind, the window of the Rolls-Royce rolled down, and Bai Youyou's beautiful face poked out from inside: "Xiao Brother, please stop the car for me."

The little brother wondered: "I'm sorry, the lady in front of you came earlier than you."

Bai Youyou glanced at the front, smiled softly and said, "Who am I, it turns out to be Sister Xia."

At this moment, a low-key Mercedes-Benz business slowly approached from behind, and half of the gold-rimmed glasses could be seen in the mirror.