Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

"...This time we have to win Jin Yao's new film no matter what, even if you are not allowed to use a double, you have to go all out. If you can become the 'Yao Girl', we can grab the towering tree Xingcan..."

"It's so annoying! Can you stop talking a few words!"

Su Xinruo slapped the phone to the back seat, and yelled at Lin Chaochao impatiently.

Lin Chaochao made a zipper gesture on his lips in aggrieved manner.

Su Xinruo has been in a bad mood recently, and Lin Chaochao probably knows the reason. That gentleman hasn't "called out" for a long time, and Miss Su is afraid that she has been thrown into the cold by the money owner.

In fact, Lin Chaochao doesn't think it's a big deal. Isn't that what the entertainment industry and the wealthy circle do? There are always times when the money and sex transactions get boring. No matter what, Su Xinruo's front-line status is as stable as a mountain, and she can get all the benefits she deserves. It's all over, even if there is no such person as a backer, there are more men scrambling to come over.

Although it is difficult to have that person's beauty and wealth, but people, don't be too greedy, many celebrities and celebrities can't even get that person's attention, Su Xinruo is already lucky enough.

Distraught, Su Xinruo lit a cigarette, and the mint-scented smoke floated in the carriage. She took two deep puffs, and once again vented her anger on innocent people:

"Hurry up! I have an announcement tonight, you don't know!"

The driver stepped on the accelerator helplessly. Fortunately, after passing Beihuai Road, the driver picked up the speed and rushed through three intersections in succession at the last second. Finally, he hit a red light at the fourth intersection. The driver braked and turned towards the intersection. Looking outside, there was a sudden "Huh".

Su Xinruo subconsciously looked in the direction where the driver turned his head, and saw a car with an eye-catching brand and a license plate that was more eye-catching than the brand was parked there. The cigarette in Su Xinruo's hand fell into the car compartment On the carpet, she was about to open the car door in a hurry.

"Xinxin!" Lin Chaochao was frightened to death by her actions, and quickly pressed her hand, "What are you going to do! This is the main road, you will be recognized!"

"That's, that's..." Su Xinruo spoke incoherently, her eyes were messed up.

"I know who that is!" Lin Chaochao had to take care of things at this time, she couldn't let Su Xinruo get out of the car anyway, "But will that gentleman 'allow' you to see him like this?"

Lin Chaochao gritted his teeth and said, it was more like a warning than a reminder.

"He will meet me, he will definitely meet me..."

Su Xinruo went to pull Lin Chaochao's hand, but luckily the driver locked the door vigilantly, she couldn't open the door, and shouted angrily, "Do you two want to be fired by me?"

"Let's go down as you please, don't say we were fired, we don't even want to stay in this Nanjiang City!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"Xinxin," Lin Chaochao sighed, "Mr. Mu is right in front, and you have his phone number, so why don't you make a phone call first?"

This sentence reminded Su Xinruo, she quickly dialed the number, after two beeps, the phone was picked up, Su Xinruo recognized the voice, it was the assistant surnamed Han, her voice was from the sharp voice when she confronted Lin Chaochao just now Immediately turned into soft and melodious like water:

"Assistant Han, may I ask..."

"Sir is not available."

The empty and desolate busy tone echoed over and over again in the carriage after the four cold words.

Lin Chaochao sat back on the seat with his hands folded across his chest, the meaning in his eyes was obvious, and I knew it was.

At this time, the red light turned green, and the car ahead slowly moved forward. Su Xinruo looked at the familiar license plate shining under the sunlight. The license plate had his and her names on it, and the number was her birthday——

"South XR0101", Mu Nancheng and Su Xinruo, is it like this, is it like this... right?

Su Xinruo pinched the phone firmly in her palm:

"Follow that car."

----

The Xiaoshan mansion is the apartment that Fu Yuxing bought before his death, and it is now under the name of Song Xiaoran. Tomorrow is Fu Yuxing's first seven, and Xiao Ran must come back here today.

This is one of the most high-end apartment complexes in Nanjiang developed by Ennan Real Estate. It has been built for less than three years. There are only [-] buildings in the vast community, and the construction area is less than one-tenth of the green area. The developer is rich and self-willed. There are bridges, pavilions and cranes on the artificial lake in the community. It is simply a fairyland in the steel city.

It is worth mentioning that the building numbers here are very strange. Generally, the building numbers of apartments are sorted by Arabic numerals, such as building 1 and building 2, or by alphabetical order, such as building A and building B, or a combination of the two. The signboards don't follow any rules. The building number Xiao Ran lives in now is 0726. Coincidentally, this number is his birthday, so Fu Yuxing bought the house here.

The developer of the community was sitting next to him, and Xiao Ran finally had the opportunity to ask the question that many people were curious about:

"Mr. Mu, does the building number of Xiaoshan Mansion have any special meaning?"

Mu Nancheng put his elbows on the car window and leaned against his face, smiling at him:

"you guess."

Han Zhen slowly drove the car into the community, Xiao Ran saw the house number hanging on the wall of the building in front of him, "Building 0101", his eyes flickered:

"Your license plate is also 0101, and the one in front is 0918. Well, 0918 is your birthday, Mr. Mu..."

Mu Nancheng's gaze suddenly became very strange:

"Do you remember my birthday?"

"I've read your information," Xiao Ran said casually, "If these numbers have special meaning, then you should be a person who pays great attention to ritual..."

"You remember my birthday."

Mu Nancheng repeated, with an indescribable emotion in his deep voice.

Xiao Ran gave him a strange look: "Ah, yes."

He has a good memory, especially for numbers and words, which is a photographic memory.

"Since you remember my birthday, I will reward you."

ha?Xiao Ran was stunned, and the only thought that came to his mind at that moment was "remember birthday" and "reward". Is there any causal relationship between it and "reward"?

Mu Nancheng fumbled in his trouser pockets with his hands for a while, but he didn't take out anything except a lighter. He looked at Xiao Ran regretfully, and spread his hands in distress,

"What should I do? I don't have any good things on me..."

Xiao Ran was dumbfounded, he felt that he couldn't connect to Mu Nancheng's brain circuit:

"I, I don't need a reward..."

"I need it." Mu Nancheng looked at him seriously, "If you have known me deeply, you will know that I am a person who is very clear about rewards and punishments."

"..."

Xiao Ran was dumbfounded by Mu Nancheng's weird logic. Mu Nancheng had already picked up his suit jacket which was resting on the back of the chair, took out his wallet from it, and then took out a bank card.

Under the sunshine, the black card has a faint golden color, which shows its supreme and noble status in the credit card family.

Mu Nancheng involuntarily stuffed the credit card into Xiao Ran's palm, then closed his five fingers, and held it tightly in his palm. Xiao Ran didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he felt that Mu Nancheng's expression was so serious. Even a little nervous, the man said word by word as if swearing:

"Casual, convenient, brush."

Mr. Mu, who insisted on contracting Xiao Zun's half of his life's living expenses, smiled with a long-cherished wish fulfilled.

If Xiao Ran had watched enough idol dramas, he would find that what Mu Nancheng showed was the evil smile of the legendary domineering president.

Although Xiao Ran didn't correctly define Mu Nancheng's smile, it didn't prevent his back from getting chills. Mu Nancheng's smile made him feel a creepy feeling that this person seemed to be buying him or selling him. If they weren't unfamiliar , he really wanted to touch Mu Nancheng's forehead with his hand to see if the man had a fever.

Han Zhen's hands holding the steering wheel trembled, he kept taking deep breaths, and roared to himself in his heart:

Hold back, don't puff, you are professionally trained, no matter how funny it is, you can't laugh, you can't help it, you have to bear it! ! !

Xiao Ran managed to recover from the shock, he tried to put the bank card back: "No, I don't want..."

However, Mu Nancheng held his hand tightly and did not give him a chance to return the credit card at all.

Xiao Ran was a little anxious: "Hey, are you a little out of your mind..."

"squeak--"

The car slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of the 0726 building.

Mu Nancheng leaned over to open Xiao Ran's car door, and pushed him out almost roughly.

"Hey, Mr. Mu!" Xiao Ran knocked on the car window with that bank card and shouted, "Take back your card!"

Mu Nancheng waved at him casually with his palms inward, and at the same time told Han Zhen:

"drive."

The car spewed exhaust fumes, leaving Xiao Ran standing there with a face full of "who am I and where am I? Did I just meet a fool?" standing in a mess in the wind.

----

"Want to laugh?"

When there were finally only two subordinates left in the car, Mu Nancheng glanced at Han Zhen faintly.

Han Zhen shook her head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I don't think so."

"Laugh, don't hold back."

Han Zhen really stopped laughing, but sincerely sighed:

"Sir, I have never seen you like this."

Mu Nancheng looked at Han Zhen in the car mirror for a while expressionlessly, and then snorted:

"You know shit."

Love is a building, and bank cards are the foundation. Without the soil of money, love is just a pile of loose sand.

All the pursuit of not wanting to spend money on the object is called hooliganism. No amount of "I love you" can compare to a "swipe casually". Some people can refuse the temptation of ordinary savings cards, but no one can refuse the unlimited credit card!

Although this theory cannot be applied to Xiao Ran, it is an attitude for a man to hand over financial power to his wife. A single dog like Han Zhen would not understand, Mu Nancheng thought with a sense of superiority.

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感谢在2020-04-1213:05:12~2020-04-1310:33:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Lin Xin;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: arotai1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!