The National Director is Mr. Perfect

I knew that this procedure could not be avoided...

Jun Ci hesitated, frowning slightly, and then directly said: "It's okay, but I have some problems with my face recently, and I have a disease..."

Let's be honest, can you get past it?

Brother Gou was stunned: "Are you sick?"

"There are dark spots on the face."

As Jun Ci said, he took off the mask in half without hesitation.

When he saw the black spot on the opponent's face, to be honest, Brother Dog really took a breath when he saw it.

I can't say how disgusting it is, I can only say that there is an unexpected sense of horror.

However, when Junci put on the mask again, the feeling subsided somewhat.

When most people see this face, they should be deeply impressed and feel uncomfortable no matter what.

However, as long as Jun Ci covers her face, her whole aura can completely dissipate the impact.

So Brother Gou recovered his mind at once: "...this."

"You can't be sure if it's me on the ID card? The doctor said that the dark spots will disappear in more than two months. If you are really scared, I won't mind signing a contract later."

Jun Ci was lazily, with his long legs up, as if he didn't feel any psychological changes just because his face had scared others.

Seeing her like this, Brother Gou carefully forced himself to recall Jun Ci's face.

In fact, to be honest, just by looking at those eyes, Brother Dog can be sure that Junci must be the person on the ID card.

If the contract is signed in two months, Junci will not necessarily give them the software.

And those who can do this kind of software, and those who own a full CG special effect, would use fake information to deceive them?

But the other party is just a senior in high school. Looking at the home address, Brother Gou has checked it out. It's a very ordinary town.

The Ministry of Information has confirmed that the ID card is indeed genuine.

Moreover, it is impossible for such a person to imitate...

Thinking of this, Brother Gou hesitated and said: "I need to tell the vice president when I go back, but I believe you."

"I didn't say whether you believe it or not. Anyway, for me, it's just a contract two months later."

Junci has no fear.

Brother Gou nodded, thinking of that face, naturally the idea of ​​taking a picture was gone.

If I committed a crime, I went back and said that I didn't take the photo. Try not to let the dream of those female colleagues break.

It's just that, is there really hope to cure such a serious dark spot?

But seeing Junci himself said that after more than two months, he was very confident, and the dog brother also believed it.

As soon as he took the contract and left, Guru analyzed: "If they value the value of your Highness and the anti-theft software, then the contract will definitely be signed."

"Of course it will sign."

Junci lay down on the sofa, with one hand under his head, and looked at the ceiling and hummed softly, "Because they know the value of the benefits in this. Besides, if I am here, if something goes wrong, I can completely take responsibility. Push it on me. However, that is something that only happens when there is a problem, and I can guarantee that there will be no problems. They have no reason not to sign."

"Yep……"

In fact, Gulu didn't quite understand how to think about these issues from a human perspective, and only felt that what his Highness said was very reasonable.

Then it said: "His Royal Highness, report something to you."

Jun Ci raised his eyebrows diagonally: "What's the matter?"

"Jiang Yi is now driving a sports car on the street, looking at the target direction, and coming over to the hotel of His Royal Highness."

Junci: "..."

The bastard's news is really fast enough.