The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

The WPS file was opened by Li Nanli.

He was staying in the study right now, the lights in the villa were dazzling and cold, cigarettes were held between his slender fingertips.

It was foggy.

The white home sweater gave off a bit of chill.

Seeing the document sent by Fu Zhi, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

On the computer screen is still a video call from Gu Yanqi, Gu Yanqi seems to be on the road, just finished exercising, panting heavily, and continues the previous topic, "As for Fu Zhi, please help me to talk about it , money is not a problem..."

Li Nanli didn't notice what Gu Yanqi said, and lowered his head.

Pointing her fingertips on the small composition of the file, she kept turning the pages until she saw the last word, and slightly curled her lower lip.

The composition written by the child was very distracting, and his nighttime depression was swept away.

Fu Zhi sent an emoji of a white rabbit.

Ask him, [It's late, are you still awake? 】

Li Nanli's heart softened.

He probably didn't know that the essay wasn't written by Fu Zhi, and that Lu Jingqing's love letters always contained the meaning of wanting to grow old together.

Li Nanli touched the phone screen, raised his head, and said in the direction of the computer screen: "Let's talk about something, you are too noisy."

Gu Yanqi: "???"

Li Nanli hung up Gu Yanqi's video call, and quickly called Fu Zhi.

In a few seconds, Fu Zhi picked up the phone.

The venue was a bit chaotic, Feng Bo's swearing could be vaguely heard, and it was clearly heard by Li Nanli through his mobile phone.

Li Nanli frowned slightly: "Where are you?"

The chair Fu Zhi was sitting on was behind Feng Bo, and the voice on the phone was covered by Feng Bo. Fu Zhi said "wait a minute" and got up from his seat.

The situation on the set was a bit chaotic. Behind Fu Zhi was the light of an incandescent lamp. His legs were straight and long, and he walked casually into the private room.

Fu Zhi told Li Nanli about the Red Sun studio.

Louis came out of the dressing room with his agent, and when he was about to call it a day and return to the apartment, he saw the girl half leaning against the window.

There are thousands of lights behind her, the sky is full of stars, and the moonlight reflects in the house, which is cold and soft.

In particular, it can stimulate Lewis' desire to write poetry.

He likes the culture of Huaguo very much, including the girls in Huaguo, who can inspire him.

"Louis?" The manager looked curiously at the stopped artist.

Louis turned around, "You go first, Miss Fu and I have something to talk about."

The agent understands the urine of such extremist romantics. He finds Fu Zhi very familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, he thinks of Fu Zhi's one-handed pitching on Weibo.

Kindly remind, "Be careful, this is the main investor, not the oriental doll you put in the window cabinet in your heart."

Louis took out a bouquet of roses from the glass and stepped forward, "Miss Fu."

Fu Zhi took the phone and turned around.

Louis winked at Fu Zhi.

Fu Zhi noticed, frowned, and said in a cold voice, "What? Your eyes hurt?"

Louis: "..."

Probably an actor on his own set, the promotional video has been shot, if he is really blind, it would be too troublesome to change roles, he paused, and continued, with a little patience: "Go out and take a taxi and go straight for 1,000 meters, Ronghua Street Turn right at the Central Hospital of City A, and dial the number of Director Li."

"Early detection, early treatment and early recovery, don't have too much psychological pressure and guilt, delaying normal shooting will definitely deduct your money."

The string of romanticism in Louis's heart seemed to be untensioned, and it broke with a "snap".

Louis still doesn't understand that it is the straight girl who is more suffocating than the straight man of steel.

He tried to wake up Fu Zhi, and took the rose on his hand to his mouth.

Fu Zhi: "..."

Very hypocritical.

It's really hypocritical.

But what was even more hypocritical was that Louis saw that Fu Zhi was unmoved, turned around 360 degrees, put his arm on the window sill beside Fu Zhi, looked down at Fu Zhi, and was about to say something.

The girl's slender fingertips pinched the scarf and pulled it up, covering most of her face, and lowered her head to talk to Li Nanli.

I don't want to pay attention to his attitude.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

So suitable for thorns?

Louis handed the rose to Fu Zhi, "It's late, I'll treat Miss Fu to a meal, and then I'll take you home."

His voice reached Li Nanli's ears through the mobile phone.

Li Nanli narrowed his dark eyes.

It seems that the child is too beautiful, there are always wild monkeys outside who want to hook up with his children.

Do you have to encourage Ms. Huo to put 100 million in the child's bank card?

Don't always give away luxury goods that you don't have, and it's not easy to resell them.

Only by giving actual money, his children can be more steadfast for the sake of money.

After thinking about it, he sent Huo Ningxin a message.

——

Send flowers, make dinner appointments.

Sensing Louis' intentions, Fu Zhi pressed the scarf down with his fingers, "I don't eat."

"No dinner tonight?" Louis persisted, "Then take you to drink?"

"I have it at home."

Most people, at this point, should always say a four-character mantra for the sake of face, "Then next time."

But Louis didn't think it was a big problem, and smiled brighter, "That's great, Miss Fu, yours has it, but mine doesn't. Let me go to yours to drink it?"

"Sorry," Fu Zhi said blankly, "I forgot, I have no home."

Louis: "..."

Louis was speechless.

Li Nanli was very satisfied with his little girlfriend's attitude.

As an investor, Fu Zhi still cared about the physical and mental health of the workers, and said euphemistically, "You are too old for me."

Before Louis could speak, Li Nanli, who was five years behind Fu Zhi on the other end of the phone: "..."

Extreme joy begets sorrow, meeting people is not kind.

Li Nanli sighed.

How could Louis be defeated by age, "When we were playing together, you had real feelings for me. You are not a professional actor, but your eyes are so red, you must love me..."

He was serious and serious, "Although I am a non-marriage advocate, if you can inspire me to write poems, I think I can endure the wildness and let you be my girlfriend or something."

Fu Zhi: "..."

No you don't want to.

Moreover, Louis said: "As long as you love each other enough, age doesn't matter at all!"

Fu Zhi: "I have a boyfriend."

"I know, Ye Shiyun, right? If you really like it, then... the three of us live together?" Louis was a little bit troubled, "I don't really like the division of one, three, five, two, four, and six. I'm afraid of loneliness and like to be noisy. It's convenient. I create. How about I lie between you two and hold you with my left hand and hold him with my right hand?"

Fu Zhi: "???"

Li Nanli: "???"

As long as you can, as long as you can.

Both Fu Zhi and Li Nanli felt a little green.

Fu Zhi: "I don't like you."

"No, you like it."

"I do not like."

"You just like it."

"..."

Okay, it doesn't make sense, does it?

Fu Zhi smashed the glass ashtray on the window with one hand.

Louis: "!!!"

Grass!

He doesn't like Lin Daiyu fighting a tiger!

Then, before he was scared to death, Fu Zhi waved to the assistant not far away, "It's getting cold, send him to Africa to mine."

Louis: "!!!"

****

Dude, Louise's romanticism comes and goes quickly.

No matter how beautiful the love from heaven is, it is not as touching as the red envelopes from heaven.

What's more, the other party is still a little pervert who can crush him to death for no reason!

The driver of Lu's family had already come to the set to pick up Fu Zhi and go home. It was probably Fu Zhi who pinched the peach blossom accurately and ruthlessly. Li Nanli's voice became gentle: "You are going to Myanmar early this week, right? I'll drive give you."

Fu Zhi said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

In Xu Wei's small group, Lu Jingqing coaxed Xu Wei to look like a fat man of two hundred catties.

Fu Zhi thought of Li Nanli's attitude towards Xiao Zuowen, and suddenly he was in awe of her father.

So before leaving the group, Aite Lu Jingqing typed: [I took leave with the school, and I will go to Myanmar this week. 】

The group was quiet for a moment, and the painting style changed suddenly.

[Lu Jingqing]:? ? ?

[Lu Jingqing]: Are you also in the group?

[Addiction]: ... I've always been there.

[Delicate beauty Xu Weiwei]: I was dragged in by Zhizhi! ! ! I want to hear Zhizhi praise me!

[Lu Jingqing]: @妇粉美人xuweiwei, Zhizhi doesn’t know how to praise others, give Zhizhi a kick, we can live a two-person world.

[Delicate beauty Xu Weiwei]: ...Not good, my husband.

Then Fu Zhi discovered that a woman who talks badly is smarter than anyone else in action.

Before Fu Zhi took the initiative to withdraw from the group, the system sent a message that she was removed from the group chat.

Fu Zhi: "..."

Oh, woman.

****

On the other side, the Li family villa.

After the phone was hung up, Li Nanli saved the WPS file in the phone, saved a backup in the USB flash drive, and locked it in the safe.

Li Nanli touched Fu Zhi's photo on the phone's screen saver.

It was a photo of wearing a yellow dress at the No. 1 Middle School English speech meeting. Li Nanli specially found it from the No. 1 Middle School forum and downloaded it.

Li Nanli was in a great mood.

He has the same desire/desire to confide as before.

But Moments, at this time, there are not many people who like it. I heard that many executives have purchasing agents on WeChat. It is uncertain whether his news can survive in the cracks of purchasing agents.

So Li Nanli glanced at his WeChat friends, there were about a hundred of them.

Not many, they are basically the company's shareholders and senior executives, of course, there are also recent business partners.

Li Nanli brought this group of people into a WeChat group chat.

The WeChat name was very scribbled, so Li Nanli clicked 1314 casually.

The executives and partners who joined the group were very confused.

They posted question marks in the group and carefully tested what President Li wanted to tell them.

Li Nanli sent the WPS file to the WeChat group.

Li Nanli: [Take a look. 】

The memory of the file is not large, but at night, this overtime work is very frustrating.

Especially in the wechat group, there are also antiques of the Li family, all of whom are about to enter the coffin at the age of kicking their legs, and they will be pulled out to make a great contribution to the harmonious development of the Li family.

A hundred or so WeChat friends clicked on the file one after another, and when they read the first line, they slowly typed a question mark.

I'm stupid!

Li always wants young grass/eat/old/cow to confess his love to them?