The host is a little money fan of the paranoid villain

Chapter 362 Damn, I'm the author who committed suicide!
A deep male voice sounded faintly above Nanjia's head: "Where are you going?"

Nanjia's heart sank and she couldn't escape.

Nan Jia lowered her head: "I... I'm not used to this scene, I will embarrass President Mo, I want to leave."

"It's okay, you'll get used to it a few times."

Mo Yan dragged Nan Jia's arm and walked inside.

She is quite good at making up, she knows that she is going to the auction, she is afraid that she can't help it, so she wants to run away?

Nan Jia lowered her head and didn't want to say a word, dog man!

"President Mo"

Secretary Liu watched Mo Yan stand up hurriedly, and Ling Sheng also stood up hurriedly, but seeing Mo Yan's hand holding Nanjia's arm, she couldn't help herself.

Mo Yan nodded, then dragged Nan Jia into the dressing room.

Ling Sheng was shocked and said, "Sister Liu, Mo..."

Secretary Liu patted Ling Sheng forcefully on the back of her hand and interrupted her: "Shut up."

Mo Yan looked at the makeup artist and said seriously: "Take off the makeup on her face and reapply it. It's almost powdery after walking two steps."

"Yes"

Nan Jia secretly raised her eyes to glance at Mo Yan's black suit, with clear white powder on it.

Nan Jia began to gloat and ruined one of his suits, happy!
Mo Yan felt Nan Jia's gloating eyes, he turned his head to look at Nan Jia and said quietly: "Miss Nan, you will be reimbursed for the price of this suit, and it will be deducted from your salary."

Nanjia's pupils trembled, dammit, is he going to deduct his salary again?

Qiushengsheng felt Nanjia's resentment, and it quickly dissuaded: "Nannan, hold back, don't scold people! Character design, your character design."

Human design?If he wanted to use his own money again, it would be his own life.

I don't know if I can pay for his one-month salary for that suit!
Qiusheng hurriedly persuaded Nanjia: "Nannan, don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil. If you spend money, you will spend it. You have defeated the master."

Nan Jia sat directly on the ground, lowered her head and said nothing.

Mo Yan was amused by Nan Jia's actions, and she started to play a rascal.

Her character set is on the verge of collapse so soon?
Mo Yan continued to pretend, "Miss Nan, you ruined one of my suits and compensated me, is that reasonable?"

Nanjia didn't speak, she just sat on the ground, as if she couldn't get up.

The makeup artists on the side looked at each other, not knowing what to do, they had never seen such a scene.

Mo Yan pinched his brows, and whispered: "Okay, get up, I won't let you pay."

Nan Jia raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Yan, with suspicion in her eyes.

"Well, I won't let you pay."

Nan Jia just got up and sat down on the makeup chair consciously.

Mo Yan instructed: "Don't make it too thick, light makeup is fine."

"it is good"

Put on your makeup and change your clothes.Mo Yan brought two small pastries and handed them to Nan Jia: "Eat something, put it on."

Nan Jia shook her head: "No, you can't eat while wearing a dress."

Mo Yan directly stuffed the pastry into Nan Jia's hand: "Anyway, you don't need a figure, eat it, it will take a long time."

Nan Jia thought for a while, and felt that what Mo Yan said made sense.

When they arrived at the auction house, Mo Yan helped Nanjia open the door, then took her out of the car while holding her hand.

Squeezing Nanjia's wet hand, Mo Yan frowned.

she nervous?It's because of some nervousness, probably not the scene and the atmosphere, but probably because I'm afraid that my performance will fail after a while.

Her personality has collapsed, how will she argue with herself?

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth slowly rose, he was still looking forward to that scene, it should be very interesting.

(End of this chapter)