Chapter 574: : The boss is coming back

After listening to Chen Dali explain his intentions, Yue Zitong remained silent for a long time.
The advertisement in Yanziwan ran aground. The most anxious person should not be Chen Dali and others, but Yue Zitong.
Because she was Li Nanfang's heir after his death, after the official announcement of the news, after Li Nanfang's wanted order was posted all over the streets, Yue Zitong would accept the Nanfang Group as soon as possible.
She was unable to help the stupid Li Nanfang wash his whites, but she could only take care of him. The group of shrimp soldiers and crabs under him, especially Dong Shixiong and his wife, were not bullied.
Had it not been for Helan Xiaoxin's use of her addiction just now to humiliate her, she would have gone to Yanziwan long ago to be the backbone of Chen Dali and others.
But what role can it play?
What Helan Xiaoxin couldn't do, why could she, Yue Zitong, do it?
Haha, I want to let the concubine Zhan, who is obviously more famous than Han Huiqiao, go to Yanziwan to save her life today. I really don't know what Chen Dali's head is.
Unfortunately, I can't laugh at them.
As a result, they are wholeheartedly thinking about the company.
Secondly, Yue Zitong was not qualified to laugh at these buns who were despised by her in the past.
"Yue----"
Chen Dali over there hadn't waited for Yue Zitong's echo for a long time, and took a deep breath: "Boss, we all know that there is very little possibility of telling Concubine Zhan to rescue the scene. But if you don't do it, there is no hope at all. ."
"What do you call me?"
Yue Zitong's eyebrows trembled quickly.
Chen Dali repeated: "Boss."
Yue Zitong sighed in his heart.
In fact, she really wanted to scold this bun, but now she is facing difficulties and she knows that I am the boss’s wife. Why didn’t she think that I was your boss’s wife when she brought people to my company to make trouble?
Your sister, is it an honor to be your boss?
Did you know that the lady boss was hurt by your dead boss?
These questions contained great grievances. No matter how irrational, Yue Zitong would not vent to Chen Dali, and was silent for a moment again: "Okay, I'll try it."
"Thank you, lady boss."
Chen Dali let out a long sigh of relief as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.
Although Dali’s cheek is thick, it is not all shameless. He took the wrong medicine and took the initiative to touch the nails, and was blinded.
Now that the good chances of hitting nails and getting blinded are all given to the boss, can he not feel relieved?
After relaxing, a strong urge to urinate came. I hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. Just about to walk down the drain, I saw Lao Wang sitting underneath, holding the phone in both hands, shaking his shoulders, and whimpering in his mouth, as if Unrestrained races will be exhausted immediately.
"Grass, Pharaoh, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Dali jumped and hurriedly ran down: "There is a snake in the grass, did you bite your bird's head?"
Lao Wang lifted his tear-stained face and watched Chen Dali's smirk, without speaking.
Chen Dali grew hairier, squatted hurriedly and shook his shoulders with both hands, shaking vigorously, asking what's wrong.
"Me, me! I got through, the boss' call."
Lao Wang seemed to exhaust all his strength before squeezing this sentence from his teeth.
"what?"
Chen Dali's eyes almost stared out.
"I got through the boss's phone, I got through the boss's phone, I got through the old "
Suddenly, Lao Wang's vocal cords didn't work anymore, and these words were repeated one after another like an assembly line.
Seeing his face flushed and his eyes glooming, Chen Dali resolutely raised his hand and slapped the corner of Lao Wang's mouth with blood.
Lao Wang was awakened, his eyes finally returned to normal, but he hugged Chen Dali again, kissed him the cheek, and shouted, "The boss is coming back!"
"Speak, tell the truth?"
"You are a grandson!"
"Lie to me, dead wife!"
"Your sister is still dead."
"Fuck, really? Ha, ha ha."
Chen Dali finally determined that Pharaoh was not going crazy, laughed loudly, hugged Pharaoh, pouted, and kissed the old chrysanthemum face.
"Mom, look down."
A small white car drove by the side of the road. A little girl in the back seat was lying on the window and looking out. Seeing two big men hugging a crazy kiss in the gutter, she immediately made a fuss and asked her mother. What is this doing.
"Baby, don't look. They're there, they're crazy."
The young woman driving, glanced down, hurriedly speeded up the car, secretly cursing the two men for being too shameless, and daring to mess around in broad daylight, it is simply a good image of a civilized city of Qingshan.
The young woman took the child to the Qingshan Gymnasium to participate in the rehearsal of the big star exhibition consort.
The child is very lucky to be selected as the dancer of the big star, this is the biggest dream of a young woman when she was a child.
Thinking of seeing Concubine Zhan soon, the young woman felt disgusted by the two big men, and only slightly improved.
When the car drove to the intersection and waited for the red light to turn green, she couldn't help taking out her mobile phone, hesitated, and dialed the phone that could affect the child.
"Hello, Teacher Fang."
Zhanxingshen, who had just arrived in the dressing room of the gymnasium and was about to make up, took a look at the caller ID and answered the phone.
In one of her singing sessions, there was a show that needed young actors to dance with.
One month in advance, her team recruited young dancers from Qingshan. There were nine in total. Xiao Chen Tian, ​​who has been practicing dance since she was four years old, is not only selected, but also personally selected by Concubine Zhan. Set to lead the dancer.
"Teacher Zhan and Zhan, we are already on the way to the gymnasium. I'll call you, just to ask, after we go, will you be allowed to go to your rehearsal if you tell us the name of our Chen Tian? room?"
Chen Tian's mother is a primary school teacher. She is known for being strict in front of students. But when she was talking with Concubine Zhan, she was very excited, and she didn't dare to call her a young lady, and simply called her a teacher.
"Yes."
Concubine Zhan also said that she valued the lead dancer, and nodded and said: "If a staff member stops you, you can call me again. Haha, you're welcome, goodbye."
After watching her call, the agent Wang Jie who came in with her quickly took the phone, winked at the makeup artist, and signaled to work quickly.
Because it's a dress rehearsal, there is no need to make it too carefully, just simply dress up.
As soon as the makeup artist walked behind the concubine Zhan, the phone that Sister Wang was holding rang again. It was a strange number.
There are always some boring people who don’t want to earn money to buy concert tickets when they are full, but they call their idols to harass them. Every day, Sister Wang has to meet dozens, even dozens, hundreds, It's annoying.
But fans are the celebrities’ food and clothing parents. Even if Sister Wang is annoyed, she dare not neglect them, and will not turn off this phone that many fans know. She can only thank them for their support in a programmatic manner, or decline. They have some weird requests.
"Hi, hello, who are you?"
For Sister Wang, answering this kind of call is familiar. If you only rely on her voice, you would not have thought of her impatient face, and thought she was very careful.
"This is Concubine Zhan's phone number, right?"
A man's voice that sounded lazy asked over there.
Listening to his careless tone, Sister Wang frowned: "Yes, this is Concubine Zhan's phone. You----"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man: "You hand over the phone to her. I have something to tell her."
Yo, who is this?
Dare to talk to me in a condescending tone.
Do you think that our concubine is very idle, can you listen to you?
Sister Wang sneered in her heart, but she still maintained the professionalism she should have: "Haha, this gentleman, I'm sorry. Concubine Zhan is working and it is not convenient to answer the phone. I am her agent. If you have any questions, you can talk to me. That said. Later, I will help you communicate to her."
"I can't tell you."
The man over there was a little impatient: "Give her the phone. You tell her, just say Li Nanfang is looking for her."
"You, you say, who are you?"
Sister Wang suddenly felt that the name Li Nanfang seemed familiar.
"Li Nanfang. Muzili, Li Nanfang who flew to the south from the northern geese."
Li Nanfang became even more impatient: "Thank you to hurry up. The plane is about to take off, I have no time to talk with you."
"Li Nanfang? Ha, you are Li Nanfang!"
Sister Wang finally remembered how sacred Li Nanfang was.
This is a stone in a pit, a fighting race among gangsters.
At the beginning, he lied to be the concubine fan of Zhanfei and sold scalper tickets to her, which resulted in the miscarriage of Zhanfei’s tour performance. Even outside the train station, he corrupted one hundred thousand yuan and kissed the hearts of thousands of fans. The goddess.
If Sister Wang could kill people in the air, Li Nanfang would have died thousands of times.
Shameless, I haven't troubled him yet, and now he actually called and said something brazenly, and I had to talk to Concubine Zhan if I had something to do.
It's really unreasonable.
Sister Wang now deeply doubts how this servant grew up.
"Why, you look surprised when you hear my name. It seems that there was no man to accompany you last night?"
A hooligan is a hooligan. Through the phone, even a 40-year-old middle-aged woman like Sister Wang dares to molest her, absolutely inferior.
"Li Nanfang, get out of here!"
Sister Wang's professionalism is high, she can't stand it, she no longer cares about her own image, she screamed at the phone, and when she was about to end the call, she stretched out a small hand and took the phone.
It's Concubine Zhan.
"Sister Wang, Xiaoqin, you two go out first."
Concubine Zhan, who has been wiped by the makeup artist Xiaoqin with a wet wipe, has complex expressions in her eyes, and she asks the two sisters Wang to go out first.
Sister Wang was puzzled and said, "Consort Zhan, why are you talking to that stream----"
Concubine Zhan coldly interrupted her: "Sister Wang, I asked you to go out temporarily. Didn't you hear it?"
Seeing that Concubine Zhan had a tendency to be angry, Sister Wang moved her mouth and dared not say anything, so she and Xiaoqin walked out of the dressing room.
Sister Wang, who has been up and down in the entertainment industry for many years, has a very old skill in observing words and colors. After she came out, she realized that the relationship between Concubine Zhan and Li Nanfang was quite unusual, and she felt strange.
She was so strange that Concubine Zhan didn't care. After they went out, she covered the microphone with her hands and whispered, "What do you want me to do?"
That nightmare night, Li Nanfang left a lifelong psychological shadow on Zhanxingshen.
It's big, big.
So big that when talking to him over the phone, his voice would tremble.
Li Nanfang didn't talk nonsense, and explained his intentions straightforwardly.
"I know, the request to ask you to save the field for that stick is a bit overwhelming. But I really have no other way. You immediately clean up and go to Yanziwan. Okay, I'm urged to board the plane again. such."
Without waiting for Zhanxingshen to say anything, Li Nanfang ended the call.
This tone is more straightforward than a big man asking his wife to buy a pack of cigarettes.
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