The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Jun Ci nodded, and Grandpa Jiang waved to her: "Come, don't stand there, this is Yang Guohua, you should know it, just call Grandpa Guohua."

Yang Guohua was a dozen years younger than Mr. Jiang, and he was indeed considered to be the grandfather of Junci in terms of seniority.

The old man smiled kindly, and Jun Ci immediately called out, "Grandpa Guohua, hello."

These are all well-known figures in China, and it is hard for others to see them. If Junci hadn't come back today, I wouldn't have seen them.

But these people are also old people in her eyes, respect can be there, but awe is not enough.

The old man smiled kindly. People who have stayed in this position for a long time basically have a kind of open mind, which looks very atmospheric. At this moment, seeing Junci, he can't help but nod with a smile: "I also saw you for the first time. But your girl’s reputation is widely spread among us, and it’s really better to see it."

The corner of Jun Ci's lips: "Grandpa Yang is polite."

"Oh, she can make a movie that can spread her fame among you?" Old man Jiang also followed with a smile. He was the only surviving general who fought the world at the beginning. His position is supernatural, and these leading figures often come. Look at him, it's all normal.

Yang Guohua took a deep look at Junci: "It's not just movies. Who can start a business at the same time for this young generation? This is our country's elite talent! General, your grandson has found a good wife. "

He had other meanings when he said this. He knew about Junci, and Shu Jie's report included Yang Guohua.

After all, a vice president of a country, it is impossible not to know these things.

Although Mr. Jiang said that his status is high, he has abdicated after all. Don’t interfere with so many things. He has only heard about Junci and has never asked about it. He knew what Yang Guohua said at this time. But he He just smiled and said, "What I said is that being able to ask this wife is really a blessing to my grandson for eight lifetimes. I don't know who the girl in the entire imperial capital looks after him just like he used to be. I turned one back."

Elder Jiang was also merciless when he belittled his grandson, and Jun Ci sounded a little helpless.

"General, look at what you are talking about, Jiang Yi is rare? It's all the dragons and the phoenixes. I can only say that they are a little skinny before. Now following his dad, don't you also lose your temper? Have such a good wife as a helper."

Mr. Jiang's own grandson must have been praised. He must be happy too. He replied by the way: "Your grandson I feel more proud. Now I am studying abroad..."

Mr. Junci heard it, and it felt like a commercial blow.

The two old people were happily chatting, and they wanted to talk about other things. It was not easy for Junci to listen to it, so I left after finding an excuse.

Turning to the main entrance, I ran into Mother Jiang back.

"Porcelain!"

Seeing Jun Ci, Jiang's mother was very happy: "I'm back, are you tired?"

"Of course not tired."

Why is it tired from filming, Jun Ci looked at her and smiled lightly: "Mom, it's been a long time since I saw her."

"Yes." Mother Jiang glanced at Junci, as if it was a common problem among the elders nowadays, she said: "I look at you and you are tired and thin."

Junci: "..."

Not only was she not thin, she also gained a pound.