Confess That You Don't Accept It, I Change My Mind, Why Are You Crying?

Jiang Zhou coughed: "Consolation for your hard work and exhaustion in the past six months."

"Great, I'm bringing you five lolitas in different styles!"

"It's a word."

Jiang Zhou hung up the phone and couldn't help sighing.

What would happen if Su Nan knew that she came to work?

It should tear lolita into rags and strangle him to death.

But at last there was a house dance to watch.

Jiang Zhou thought it was worth it.

So he picked up his phone again and called Yin Shuya.

The call was connected quickly, and the ignorant girl was obviously still awake.

"Hello? What do you want me to do?"

"I'm already in Beihai, are you here?"

Yin Shuya yawned: "I'm on the set now, and there are two scenes tonight."

Jiang Zhou nodded: "I'll find you tomorrow morning and have breakfast together."

"No, I'm going to stay up all night tonight, and I won't get up tomorrow."

"Staying up late is a big taboo for 30-year-old middle-aged women, and the skin condition cannot be restored in a month."

Yin Shuya suddenly raised her voice: "What's your name? You're only a middle-aged woman!"

Jiang Zhou was silent for a moment: "You can't call yourself an ignorant girl after your 30th birthday, right?

"I am not married, I will always be a girl!"

"Okay, you girl."

Yin Shuya snorted coldly: "Then I'll go to bed now, you come later tomorrow."

Jiang Zhou said good night, reached out and hung up the phone.

Things are almost done, let's go to bed first.

I'll go to the crew to see it tomorrow, and then follow Feng Siruo to pick up Su Nan.

By the way, contact the Han family to find a better solution.

After Jiang Zhou drank his last sip of water, he fell asleep.

Meanwhile, in the common room on the sixth floor.

Mr. Chen sat on a chair, smoking a cigarette and thinking deeply.

Until the cigarette was burned out, the whole room became smoky.

"Can you get out (daec) and smoke? I have to sleep."

"Sleep, sleep, you know how to sleep besides eating!"

Mrs. Chen was furious: "It's already eleven o'clock in the evening, why don't I still go shopping if I don't sleep?" Mr. Chen smashed the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "I just can't figure out what happened today,

"You have to lie down before going to bed, right? Sitting and smoking all the time, you can't fall asleep at dawn!" "Okay, okay, stop nagging, I'll sleep!"

Mr. Chen's mind was buzzing from being quarreled by his wife.

I can't fall asleep, what can I do?

In desperation, he had no choice but to go back to bed and lie down.

But I don't know why, everything today flashes before my eyes like a movie.

Especially the scene of Jiang Zhou driving out not long ago.

The car looked ordinary from the outside.

Black, four wheels, two headlights.

But that car logo kept flashing in my heart.

"Oh... why can't I remember?"

Mrs. Chen was angry: "Are you fucking sleeping or not?!"

"Understood, I'll sleep!"

Mr. Chen buried his head in the pillow and swore he wouldn't think about it anymore.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Chen finally felt clean.

After tossing until midnight, nothing came out of the toss.

What are you fussing about.

Teng——

At this moment, Mr. Chen suddenly got up from the bed.

"I thought of it, I thought of it!"

He grabbed Mrs. Chen's shoulder and shook it wildly, waking up Mrs. Chen who had finally fallen asleep.

Mrs. Chen was about to go crazy: "What did you think?"

"That car isn't a random brand, it's a Mercedes-Benz top-end sedan, a Maybach!"

"What? Are you drunk?"

Mr. Chen took a deep breath: "I just saw Jiang Honghe's nephew driving out in a car. I thought it was a rented car."

Mrs. Chen propped herself up: "And then?"

"It's a Mercedes-Benz Maybach. The cheapest one is several million dollars. You can't find a few in Beihai."

"Did you go to hell? His nephew is a college student. Where can he buy such an expensive car?"

Mr. Chen frowned slightly, and pondered for a long time: "Could it be that I was wrong?"

Mrs. Chen smacked her lips: "You must have read it wrong, go to bed quickly."

"But the more I think about it, the more I can't sleep. Who the hell is Jiang Honghe?"

"Isn't he just one of your employees? Hurry up and stop, I have to go shopping tomorrow!

"No, I have to go to the garage, otherwise I won't be able to sleep!"

Mr. Chen put on his clothes, and went out regardless of Mrs. Chen's obstruction.

His job is to find out if that car is a Maybach.

If so, what happened at the dinner party today is terrible.

Does Jiang Honghe have another scary identity?

It is precisely because of this that Mr. Liu of the reflective material factory keeps toasting him?

Ding--

Not long after, the elevator came to the underground parking lot.

But as soon as he walked in, Mr. Chen was dumbfounded.

It's pitch black and there are cars everywhere.

Especially black and white, the most common.

And here is a star hotel, luxury cars abound.

He didn't remember the license plate number, how could he find the car?

"Fuck! Don't look for it!"

"It's a big deal if I go to Taojiang Honghe tomorrow!".

Chapter 140 I teach acting in the crew,

Get up the next day.

It was a beautiful day outside the window.

Jiang Zhou stretched and went to the bathroom to wash up.

At that time, Jiang Yuqi ran over and slammed the door flap.

“Secretary HH Chieftain Occupied Post“

Coco "HT, go eat and fetch.

"Okay, got it."

Jiang Zhou spat out toothpaste, wiped his mouth, and followed Jiang Yuqi to the first floor.

Uncle and aunt were already waiting in the cafeteria.

The director is a Buddha (please order it all!!!)

Mr. Chen's family was also at the same table.

It's just that Mr. Chen's mental state is not very good.

With a big black eye and messy hair.

It looked like he hadn't slept in three years.

"Honghe, come, try this pizza, it tastes very good."

"Oh, by the way, and this pasta, very authentic."

"Sisters and sisters try this pig's knuckle, it has a lot of collagen."

Jiang Honghe looked at the boss who was completely different from yesterday, and couldn't help but feel confused.

It is too enthusiastic for the boss to serve food for his employees.

Enthusiasm is more like a dream than yesterday.

Jiang Zhou, on the other hand, was silent and concentrated on eating noodles.