Chapter 357: : Now you can disturb me

Spare tire.
When he walked out of the lobby of the office building of the Integrity Promotion Bureau, Li Nanfang suddenly thought of this word.
Spare tires, originally used to prevent tires from broken tires, have now evolved into substitutes used by men or women to heal psychological trauma after failing to pursue their loved ones.
Every man with a spare tire has a history of sadness that he doesn't want to talk about - it's like spending the same money and buying things that others have used and disliked.
Li Nanfang has never had the consciousness of giving people a spare tire. If you want, you need the best, whether it's something or a woman.
However, when God asked him to always meet noble people, he arranged for him to continue to play the role of spare tire.
He is Yue Zitong's spare tire-the man Aunt Yue likes is Helan Fusu, and it must be the same now. Only after being kicked, did he realize that he was good, and took the initiative to put down his noble status to accept him.
He is the spare tire of Longchengcheng. If she hadn't been injured by Yue Qingke, depending on her status, how could she go to the Jindi Club and be pregnant with Li Nanfang's child?
Now, he has become Hua Ye Shen's spare tire again.
Hua Ye Shen pursued a certain outstanding man for many years, but was always turned down. Then he indulged himself in a rage, and by chance, committed himself to Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang felt that the reason Hua Ye Shen was so good to him was to a large extent that he used him as a spare tire and gave him all his feelings for that man, assuming that he was that man.
If in the future that man showed the intention of accepting Hua Ye Shen, she would definitely kick Li Nanfang immediately, and Ruyan would plunge into that person's arms like a forest.
Just like Helan Fusu came to Qingshan to find Yue Zitong at this time, and reunited with her, Li Nanfang was sure that his aunt was singing with joy in his dreams, and he had forgotten who her little nephew was.
There is no doubt that all women who have a spare tire are the best. Like those with crooked melons, it would be nice to have a man. How can they be qualified to configure a spare tire?
Spare tire?
Ha ha.
Li Nanfang walked to the middle of the Integrity Promotion Bureau compound, raised his head with a silent smile, and looked at an SUV next to him. On the spare tire hanging on the back, there was a cartoon of a clown painted on him. He was looking at him grinningly.
This made him feel ridiculed, and couldn't help but walk over, bent over and stretched out his hand to get the army stab, to poke the spare tire into a hole.
It is much better to be a spare tire than to be a spare tire.
Didi, a soft horn sounded from outside the courtyard.
It's Yue Zitong.
Aunty Yue drove to the Integrity Promotion Bureau desperately, and finally rushed to the front of Longcheng City. Finally, she breathed a long sigh of relief. It didn’t take long for Helan Xiaoxin’s phone number to be deducted, and the traffic police department called her door. Up.
In the course of his speeding, Mr. Yue caused a total of 14 traffic accidents directly and briefly, went retrograde three times, and ran red lights five times. As for the small mistakes such as pressing the solid line, it was countless.
Fortunately, no one was injured because of her, and this is considered to be a good thing to take care of her.
The traffic police department also takes care of her.
If it was someone else, the police car had been roaring long ago, and several police officers with live ammunition ordered her to hold her head in her hands, climb on the front of the car, and push her ass-dare to disobey, don't blame the buddies for being polite.
The hero's name finally played its due role. Zhang Juzuo of the Municipal Bureau personally called. After listening to her explanation of a hundred thousand urgent and important events, she asked her euphemistically if she could make up for her troubles. Loss of car owners?
As long as she can win the factory in the city, let alone let General Yue compensate for the loss, even if all a dozen car owners are replaced with new cars, she is willing.
Worried that the police car would chase the Integrity Promotion Bureau, attracting the attention of Longchengcheng, and then breaking the acquisition event, Yue Zitong drove the car out and hid in the door.
Mr. Yue managed to evade the punishment he deserved under Zhang Ju’s use of power in private. As soon as he settled the matter, he saw Li Nanfang come out but parked in front of an SUV, looking very interested, bending over. Look down at the displacement of the car.
"Damn, how about the ink? If you like this kind of car, just open your mouth to my aunt, why do you covet others?"
The little nephew's unseen performance made Aunt Yue feel dull, and she hurriedly pressed the horn, urging him to roll over and talk about business first.
She didn't know Li Nanfang's true thoughts at the time, but she also reminded him that sabotaging other people's property without authorization is a kind of illegal behavior with no quality, which is very inconsistent with his current boss image.
Only after giving up and spitting on the car.
"Quick, get in the car. Close the door and leave this place of right and wrong before talking about other things!"
After urging Li Nanfang to get into the car, Yue Zitong immediately started the car and moved forward quickly.
After turning the intersection ahead, she welted the car and asked impatiently: "Have you done it?"
Li Nanfang did not speak, took out a cigarette in his mouth, dropped the car window, and turned his head to look outside.
Yue Zitong's heart sank: "Why, she, she found out that I had mixed it up? We are late, or are we not talking, so we won't handle it for you?"
Li Nanfang shook his head, but still did not speak.
Yue Zitong was anxious, and stretched out his arms around his neck and shook his head, forcing him to turn his head: "Shook his head, what the is going on, you are talking to me."
"Spare tire."
"Spare tire? What spare tire?"
Yue Zitong was a little baffled.
Looking at her eyes, Li Nanfang asked, "In your heart, I am your spare tire after being dumped by Helan Fusu?"
Yue Zitong's face changed drastically, and she asked coldly: "What do you mean?"
"Means nothing."
Li Nanfang smiled, looked at the front and said, "Suddenly, I feel like I am a spare tire. Unless something happens to another tire, I will be remembered and used."
Released the hand that was holding his neck, Yue Zitong bit his lower lip hard: "Li Nanfang, just tell me if you have anything, don't be sloppy, it's boring."
"It's not interesting, but I'm not used to it and don't want to be a spare tire."
"Nima's spare tire!"
Yue Zitong was angry, raised his hand and patted the steering wheel violently, and cursed: "You are so cute, you? If I just use you as a spare tire, I will go to Beijing for you----ha, haha Yes, you are a spare tire in my heart. Use it if you need it. If you don't need it, hang it up high."
The stubbornness in his bones urged Yue Zitong to start speaking insincerely.
This time, Li Nanfang was not angry, because he suddenly felt bored, even if others used him as a spare tire, so what? Anyway, he never used a hot face to stick to someone's cold like a spare tire.
Besides, even if he is a spare tire, it is also a high-quality spare tire. Whether it is Yue Zitong, Longchengcheng, Hua Ye Shen, they are all the most outstanding women. I don’t know how many men cry and give They should be spare tires.
"Don't be angry, I just felt it all of a sudden, just playing with it."
Li Nanfang took out an envelope from his arms and threw it on the steering wheel: "Here, the contract has already been signed, please take a closer look, I don't understand it."
"In the future, you are not allowed to say these inexplicable nonsense to make my old man angry."
Yue Zitong's eyes lit up immediately, and all his anger disappeared instantly. With the speed of grabbing, he picked up the envelope, opened it, and carefully scanned the bars in the contract.
The more you look at it, the more angry Mr. Yue is.
There is also the urge to burst into tears. When your sister and new sister went to the market to negotiate the acquisition, they didn't get such a preferential treatment, 100 million? Ha, one billion looks like a lot, but in fact it is no different from Mingqiu. Only fixed assets there are worth more than 2.5 billion!
Why can this of Longchengcheng keep the purchase price so low and give it to someone casually without opening the Emperor Group to me?
But after all, God has the eyes, and the water has returned to the sea after all, but it still falls into my hands!
Ha, haha.
Just as President Yue laughed wildly in his heart, Li Nanfang said, "Do you want to laugh?"
Yue Zitong nodded immediately.
"Then laugh. You should laugh or not, just like holding a fart, it will damage your health."
Li Nanfang got up the car window and just opened the CD, President Yue's smile like a silver bell rose to the sky, and he slapped the steering wheel hard: "Dragon City, Longcheng City, you never dreamed of being suppressed by you. For me, did you get the project over there? Ha, ha ha, God has eyes, this is really God eyes!"
"Hey, excuse me."
Li Nanfang raised his hand and patted her arm.
"Go away, let me laugh a little longer! Ha, ha ha."
Mr. Yue opened Li Nanfang's hand, raised his slender white neck, laughed wildly for half a minute, then raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eyes with joy, and asked Li Nanfang: "Now, you can disturb me."
Using the cigarette in his hand, I clicked on the contract. Li Nanfang reminded her: "This contract is signed with my name. In black and white, the project in the city is my property. So I am a little puzzled, you are proud of it. What do you mean by laughing?"
After the wild laugh, the smile froze on Mr. Yue's flower-like face.
Li Nanfang is right. The name of the signatory on the contract is him, the Southern Group he represents, not her Yue Zitong, not the Kaihuang Group. What is she proud of?
They just showed her the acquisition contract, and didn't say to let her manage the projects over there.
She seems to be a dog biting a balloon. Isn't she happy?
After waking up, Yue Zitong gave a loud cry and held the contract tightly in his arms: "Why, do you dare to play with me? Don't forget, we negotiated beforehand and we must work together to manage the company. As for the shares, it is early too. I'll discuss it, I'll be three and seven."
"You seven, me three? Yue Zitong, why are you embarrassed to say this sentence?"
"You are four, I can be six!"
"Ha ha."
"Five-to-five, is it okay?"
"Ha ha."
"Well, you six, my four! Can't be less, or I will turn you back!"
Yue Zitong thought, huh, even if you own 60% of the shares, what's the matter? If my aunt wants to kill you in a shopping mall, every minute!
Li Nanfang just looked at her with a mysterious smile on his face, without speaking.
"Li Nanfang, you're over now."
Yue Zitong said with a cold face: "You don't want to account for 70%, do you? I can warn you, don't be too greedy, or you will be struck by lightning."
"Fortunately, you also know that you are too greedy and will be struck by lightning."
Li Nanfang turned off the music and asked, "I would like to ask your old man, how much money was spent in the acquisition of the project, and how many relationships were run, so he said that I should not be too greedy."
"I, I----hee hee, Nanfang, little boy, good husband."
Yue Zitong stretched out his hand again, hugged him in his arms, and said charmingly: "What is the relationship between us? Is it so clear?"
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