Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 28 Zhang Yichen Don’t Go

With a hoarse voice, Nan Xi knew what was going on no matter how stupid she was, and immediately stopped being a demon.

   Stiff and still in a daze, the infected person is stuck in stitches, unknowingly confused.

   Holding Nan Xi, Zhang Yichen unexpectedly fell asleep very soundly. When he opened his eyes, the setting sun was already outside the window. The delicate face of the person in his arms naturally leaned against his shoulder, no longer deliberately keeping a certain distance.

  The sleeping face was extremely quiet, and she seldom was able to disarm him like this.

  The faint fragrance of roses floated with her steady breathing, eroding his breath, pulling his thoughts, paralyzing his nerves, making him unable to move away from his gradual fiery gaze.

  Lip kissed deeply behind her forehead, and Zhang Yichen slowly regained consciousness.

  Quickly pull away, and one second later, he is afraid that he will kiss all the way uncontrollably, until the seductive lips.

  A knock on the door sounds. The 100-square-meter office has its own anti-eavesdropping system. Unless the door is not closed, people outside the door will not be able to hear it without raising the voice response.

   Slowly took out his hand from under the soft waist, took out the phone from his suit pocket, and dialed.

  Gao Qiufeng, standing outside the door, stared at the name of the incoming phone for a while. Isn’t the young master not in the house?

   picked it up, and sent a depressing command: "The lock is unlocked, you can come in, keep quiet."

"OK."

  Gao Qiufeng walked in full of question marks, and the fragrant picture almost sent him away.

  Dense long eyelashes As Zhang Yichen pulled out her arm, Nan Xi shook her arms unhappily, found the most comfortable position, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

  Zhang Yichen dragged her head with his other hand, raised his eyes coldly to look at Gao Qiufeng who was in a dilemma, and drank lowly: "It's nothing important to get out."

"Have!"

  Gao Qiufeng hurriedly raised his eyes and walked to the desk. In fact, it wasn't Nan Xi's charming and sleepy face that made him stunned, he had seen the world somehow. No matter how old the movie starred by Nan Xi is turned out on TV, I want to see it at a glance.

  What really surprised him was Zhang Yichen's unconscious tenderness. He had followed Zhang Yichen for almost seven years and had never seen him before.

  Cold sweat is coming from the back, and there is a sense of instability under the arrogant gaze.

   took out the courage he borrowed, and reported: "Zhou Lei of Zhou Shengmeng is waiting for you in the meeting room for an afternoon." I hope that the hatred can be transferred.

   "Let him sign all the copyright transfer contracts, and you can bring them directly."

  Gao Qiufeng was stunned again, but fortunately, his eyes were right. Staring at the top of the bookcase, he quickly concentrated his mind and asked: "Don't you need to review the content all the time? Just in case he makes random changes and adds items."

   Zhou Shengmeng likes to take shortcuts and is accustomed to playing with foul-smelling methods, otherwise, how to make trouble from Zhouqi Literature Net to Fengxiao copyright.

  Zhang Yichen chuckles indifferently: "Oh, they dare not, you go."

  Gao Qiufeng responded: "Well, I will do it." To save his life, he left quickly and brought the door. Zhou Shengmeng did not dare, unless he couldn't wait to go bankrupt.

  After a while, he came back with a cradling paperwork, and Gao Qiufeng put it on his desk as quietly as possible. Standing by the leader's head high, he turned over this contract in advance to the place where he needed to sign.

  Zhang Yichen unscrewed the pen cap and signed with one hand.

   Suddenly, the fairy groaned in her arms: "Zhang Yichen."

  "I'm here." She lowered her head and got close, and found that Nan Xi was not awake, muttering in a dream.

  Gao Qiufeng only felt numb all over, not being electrocuted, but frightened, and set his military posture to a more standard. I can't help thinking in my heart, if you want to live a long time, your eyes can't always flutter.

  "Zhang Yichen, don't go."

   "Hey, I won't go." The hand rhythmically patted her back evenly.

"Come here, chop him up for this palace and stew the old turtle soup." Nan Xi closed her eyes, raised her hand to give the order, and her hand drooped in an instant, her delicate and dripping lips squeezed: "Yeah. The old turtle soup is delicious."

   "Puff!"

  Gao Qiufeng received special military training before joining Tianyu. Under normal circumstances, he would never laugh at anything, but he really couldn’t help it.

  Zhang Yichen squinted his eyes, and Gao Qiufeng blushed with suffocated eyes.

  Smiling was scared off a lot, Gao Qiufeng immediately adjusted his state and said seriously: “Five more literary websites this morning agreed to our acquisition.”

Speaking of business affairs, Zhang Yichen let go of Gao Qiufeng and asked: "Long Kong is not going to let go?"

  Gao Qiufeng kept three straight parallel lines of eyes, neck, and arms, flipped through the documents with a strange move, and replied: "Well, I sent the agreement to increase dividends at noon. Their attitude has not changed and they are unwilling to sell."

  Speaking of the Longkong Literature website, it is not considered a major domestic website. The server has not been changed for ten years, and many people who log in will get stuck. But Xiaopo Station can be described as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the habitat of half of the well-known authors. Several other major literary networks have already been taken, and only it is left to stand firm.

   "It's a bit of spine." Zhang Yichen's signature speed remains the same, "I will talk about it tomorrow morning and tell them that dividends and channel publicity will remain unchanged, and their holdings can be left to 50%."

"OK."

  Half a month ago, Zhang Yichen started to let people negotiate with major literary networks. Gao Qiufeng was not clear at the time, but now he understands.

  Sure enough, every step the young master made was meaningful, and he was reminded by a light cough to speed up the turning speed of his hands.

  The final stroke of a vigorous and powerful signature is over, and Gao Qiufeng piles up the documents and leaves with a gesture of fleeing famine.

   "He is gone, we are going to the birthday dinner."

  A word that seemed to be talking to herself, with a huge impact, Nan Xi suddenly sat up straight.

  Zhang Yichen held down the person who wanted to stand up, "Don't panic, move your hands and feet first."

   "I'm okay," Nan Xi shook her arms, and cried out aggrievedly: "It's so numb."

  Zhang Yichen chuckled, and quickly rubbed his thin arms with both hands, no doubt in exchange for a thought-provoking shout: "Zhang Yichen, stop! Stop!"

"Feel better?"

  Zhang Yichen stopped ‘destructive’ with his hands, but he was willing to continue to bully the person in his arms, but his physiological reaction was not allowed.

  Nan Xi powder punched his chest unceremoniously, vented enough, jumped out of his arms, and said fiercely: "You are definitely avenging your personal revenge. Be careful that I file a lawsuit against Mama Zhang and Granny Zhang."

  Zhang Yichen raised his wrist to look at his watch, 6:20, counting the traffic jam time, they must set off immediately.

  Looking at the small report Jing Xi's fierce appearance, he coaxed: "His Royal Highness, I was wrong, let's go."

  Her Royal Highness Princess... Nan Xi blinked shyly, but he used the point of teasing Zhang Yichen.

No matter what, you can force me to speak with reason: "Then you compensate me, have you listened to the report I said before? Don't just pretend to be confused, anyway, you can't run away from the responsibilities that you must bear, and give some constructive guidance. "

  The hand arranging the buttons of the suit paused, and Zhang Yichen asked softly: "Do you care about my opinion?"

   Nan Xi blurted out and replied: "Of course!"

  Although she doesn't want to admit it, with Zhang Yichen's rich experience as a guarantee, her son's "Fei Shuang Streaming Light Sword" will go higher, farther and smoother in the future.

After a short pause to return to the right track, after finishing sorting out, Zhang Yichen took Nan Xi's hand, "First determine the production staff, especially the director, screenwriter, and producer are very important. You can't rely on Feng Xiao, he is younger than you in film and television production. Bai. Tomorrow Liang Tingrui will give you a list of candidates, and the director and screenwriter are better not to replace the candidates."

   "Okay, thank you ha, you are so kind."

  Nan Xi behaved sweetly, but inadvertently withdrew her hand and put it between his arms. Handle is more ambiguous than hand, she doesn't want to go on tour again.

  "Send me to Tiancheng Apartment Xiashui'an first, and I will change my clothes."

  Sitting in the car, Nan Xi dragged the black-and-white OL with disgust, and it seemed impolite to attend Zhang's mother's birthday party in this costume.

  Zhang Yichen glanced at his watch and disagreed: "No need to change, time is too tight."

"No way!" The idol's burden Xi insisted, and her expression changed in the next second. She sucked her nose pitifully, and muttered: "Mom's annual birthday, I must be decent, and I must not shame her. And I will give her. The gift I bought is still at home, and I will take it and give it to her personally."

  Zhang Yichen:...

  Turn the steering wheel and insert into the right lane.

  It's not that he was familiar with Nan Xi's acting talent, and he didn't show the ridiculous sympathy.

  After smoking three cigarettes, Nan Xi finally appeared in a light blue mermaid dress and carried a large gift bag.

   stopped in front of him, Meimei circled, and asked, "Is it a long face for mom?"

  The elegant skirt is endowed with wonderful appeal by her mischievous smile, and it is no longer cold and rigid.

   took off his suit and put it on Nan Xi’s shoulders, "Well, that’s good."

   "What the hell! The core highlight of this dress is the deep groove in the back. I don't want your clothes."

  Hold the chattering person and quickly walked downstairs to the car, "The princess is the best, don't make trouble."

  "You are endless, right?" The princess is a woolen thread!

"Ah."

   Annoying chuckles.

  Nan Xi in the car was upset on Weibo, with overwhelming news reports sweeping through the major media, and the central idea was unified: Tianyu spent huge sums of money to support the revival of literary creation.

  Tianyu Qixuan special worthy of super-high hourly wages, short 2,000-word articles, began to express the warmth and warmth of human feelings, and suddenly turned around in the middle. It shows that Tianyu not only redeemed his life for Fengxiao at the sky-high price, but also purchased a number of literary websites at a hefty price, and reset the super-good welfare to support the literary revival.

  For a time, all netizens turned into little propaganda experts and sang Tianyu's hymn.

  Only Nan Xi sneered and pressed the black lock screen. Before, she wondered why Zhang Yichen didn’t go to the lawsuit and get back the wronged money at the level of Zhang Yichen's lawyers.

  It turned out that people were making high-profile acquisitions when the public opinion had a good momentum. Hundreds of millions of all-round propaganda expenses, by the way, won the ace writers, really not a loss.

   profiteers, no profiteers, no business!

  Fortunately, she is not as simple as she once was. This time she took the initiative to protect the dominance of the thing she loves.

  Zhang Yichen grabbed four red lights in a row, and got stuck and led her to the old villa.

  As soon as the car stopped, Nan Xi took off her suit jacket, turned her face and got out of the car ruthlessly, without waiting for Zhang Yichen to enter the field alone. Today is Zhang's mother's birthday. In previous years, Zhang's mother's birthday banquet was comparable to the Cannes red carpet, where celebrities gathered.

  I believe that this year is the same, Zhang Yichen, as the only son of the Zhang family, must have attracted much attention, so she should not rip out lace news with him.

  Go straight to the banquet hall, looking around the circle to find the protagonist of Zhongxing Pengyue.

   walked up gracefully, but heard a hypocritical accusation: "Panpan, you are too naive, how can this kind of thing go wrong?"

  (End of this chapter)