He Is Warmer Than Time

Mu Mian flushed even more: "I told you that I haven't gotten married yet."

Song Ran smiled and touched her face: "I'm telling you, occasionally if you want to tease him and make him feel like he can't stop, he will love you more, don't you know?"

Feng Baoer raised her eyebrows: "Someone teaches love experience."

Mu Mian's mouth was decent, but he silently took a small notebook and wrote it down in his heart.

It turns out that love needs to talk like this.

Both Feng Baoer and Mu Mian are the original shareholders of the company. In addition, both of them are becoming popular now, so they are still relatively rich. Song Ran, let alone run an entertainment company by himself, and develop it with her sister and brother-in-law. Real estate.

Now it is definitely a little rich woman.

But the three of them are still low-key, don't know how to wear gold and silver, and they want to write the word "rich" on their faces.

The three of them are low-key, but some of the late actors in the company are not like that. Typical representatives are Yu Hong and Zhuang Yi. Both of them are quite red and they are relatively high-profile, pearl agate, mink coat and crocodile leather bag. Hello all over the body, all over the body, two words, rich.

They are rich and have no culture, so they are a bit upstart. Yu Hong carried a handbag, and saw Zhao Juan, an accountant with a simple dress, and asked in pain, "Account Zhao got a lot of year-end awards last year, right?"

Zhao Juan couldn't help but smiled and said, "How can I compare with you?"

Yu Hongzhi arrogantly said: "It's not good to get a dead salary, but it's relatively comfortable and stable, and it's good to be flat. It's like us. Although we get more, we pay more taxes. At the beginning of each year Paying taxes to the country makes me feel so distressed."

Zhuang Yi also echoed: "Yes, Sister Zhao, you don't have such troubles, right."

Zhao Juan's face is even more ugly, but she has nothing to say.

"Why? You are very free?" Song Ran's voice sounded behind him.

Although Song Ran is younger than them, Yu Hong and Zhuang Yi are really afraid of her. After all, they have a deep background and belong to the father of a cabinet member and the husband of a military commander.

Who is not afraid of her?

Yu Hong hurriedly said: "Mr. Song, we just chatted with Sister Zhao for a few words, and didn't mean anything else."

Song Ran looked bad: "If you think you are paying too much tax, then I will ask Director Li to arrange for you less this year and get less pay."

Yu Hong and Zhuang Yi hurriedly said: "Mr. Song, we don't think we have to pay too much tax, really not."

Song Ran said coldly: "Hurry up and enter the meeting room."

The two rushed into the conference room.

Song Ran stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Juan's shoulder lightly, and calmly said: "Sister Zhao, don't take their words to heart, huh?"

Zhao Juan's heart was a little uncomfortable, she tried not to go, and smiled reluctantly: "I know Mr. Song, I still have a lot of accounts to do. I'm advanced to the office.

Song Ran's jaw: "Well, you can go in."

Song Ran brought Mu Mian and Feng Baoer into the conference room. Director Li probably talked about the company's sweet-scented osmanthus and the arrangements for the actors in the first half of the year.

Because of Mu Mian’s injury, he was scheduled to join the team in March and filmed a warm life drama in Haicheng that reflected ordinary working families in Haicheng.

Mu Mian likes this script very much, with the shadow of their family on it, plain, warm and simple, she likes this down-to-earth feeling.

In the financial room on the other side, the lead accountant Zhao Juan and the cashier Zhang Ling bound the vouchers together, and the other two accountants went outside to take inventory.