Former Cannon Fodder's Self-help Manual

Cao Feng's investigation was very unsuccessful. Liu Ping deleted the monitoring, which caused a great obstacle to him. What's more, even if he could check the monitoring, he couldn't find anything.

The four little swans are very cautious and have been wandering in the blind spot of the surveillance. When they are under the surveillance, they behave like normal security.

He has a feeling of nowhere to start.

This kind of ethical drama in which a son’s ex-girlfriend climbs onto his mother’s bed cannot be investigated with great fanfare, otherwise it will be known to be another disturbance.

Cao Feng guessed that monitoring Liu Ping may have deleted monitoring for this reason.

The top floor of Nianhua Building.

Jane Yixian is working on documents at his desk, and the gold-rimmed glasses conceal the three-point edge.

"Mr. Jian, I have no clue yet." Cao Feng lowered his head to report to Jian Yixian. He was not without clues. He thought that the reason Xia Changhan appeared in Mr. Jian's room was probably because he had simply abandoned him in revenge. Qiu, maybe there is also President Jian's hatred of suppression.

It's just that sometimes facing the private life of your boss, you have to learn to play dumb to go longer.

"It's okay, I will find someone else to take over."

Jian Yixian thought that Xia Changhan would ask for her to support her when she climbed into her bed for money. The reason for delaying the talk for a week was to show that she was not so urgent and would not be led by Xia Changhan. After leaving, Xia Changhan turned out to be the ex-girlfriend of her stepson, so this matter will not only involve money.

She was not as one-sided as Cao Feng, thinking that Xia Changhan was nothing more than active and passive.Whether it is active or passive, it does not prevent her from enjoying this little dessert

Cao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally pushed out the hot potato.

"Mr. Jian, how should I go back to Miss Xia."

Jian Yixian closed the document and said unhurriedly: "No more talk."

Cao Feng nodded, and it was clear at a glance whether the heirs trained by one hand and the one-night stand object of unknown purpose were lighter and heavier.

Jian Yixian knew at a glance that he was wrong, and Cao Feng had been with her for ten years and still didn't understand her.

She thought nonchalantly, if she really likes Xia Changhan, why not change her heir.

There is still a gap of 20 million in funding from 50 million, and Xia Changhan is already out of skill.

Xia Changhan sat cross-legged on the bed and looked through the passbook. A penny stumped the hero. She had an inevitable script and a superb starring role, but she didn't have enough funds.

"The original soundtrack was a popular flower a few years ago, how can I save such a small amount of money?" Xia Changhan thought it was incredible. You must know that traffic stars are often paid tens of millions.

"It's been spent on conciseness, using relationships and money to clear the way for him."

Xia Changhan threw the passbook into the drawer and locked it up: "Sooner or later, I will ask him to spit out the money to me."

The computer next door "ding", Xia Changhan kicked and walked over, there was an additional email in the mailbox, and the sender was the secretariat of the Nianhua Group.

Xia Changhan clicked the email skillfully, and there was only one sentence on it. See you at the place where Xia Changhan will be at nine o'clock tomorrow.

System: "Someone has sent money."

Xia Changhan: "Jian Yixian is not stupid..."

System: "That's not necessarily, it's impossible to point out that Jian Yixian is a person who hits the wall because of love, crazy for love"

Xia Changhan: "..."

System: "I still have a small porn you didn't finish watching last time. Do you want to learn the posture inside?"

Xia Changhan: "???? When did I even watch the little porn"

System: "Last time you got the medicine, I don't know where to start. I gave you two small porn."

Xia Changhan: "..."

The system saw that Xia Changhan was not very willing, learning the voice of the instructor in the continuing education center, and instructed Xia Changhan: "You must also love learning in this line, work hard, learn advanced culture, and walk in the forefront of the times. In order to better serve the gold master."

Xia Changhan: "..."

At nine o'clock the next day, Xia Changhan arrived at the café and glanced around without seeing Cao Feng.

She was about to ask the shopkeeper if she saw a face with a palsy face. Cao Feng stretched out his head from behind the lush green radish and waved at Xia Changhan: "Miss Xia, I am here."

Xia Changhan glanced at the opposite side casually. There was no briefcase next to Cao Feng's seat. She knew it well and waited for Cao Feng to speak with a smile.

"Miss Xia, it's a pity that Jane doesn't agree." Cao Feng said after taking a sip of coffee.

"That's really a shame." Xia Changhan said briskly, with a smile on his eyebrows.

Cao Feng couldn't see the slightest regret in Xia Changhan.

In this situation, he didn't know how to pick it up, no matter what he said was inappropriate, and Xia Changhan didn't mean to speak.

After a long silence, Cao Feng remembered his second mission here and said: "Miss Xia, does your new drama accept the investment of Nianhua Media?"

Xia Changhan looked at Cao Feng in surprise, Cao Feng still has that facial paralyzed face: "Jian always intends to invest in your new drama."

Xia Changhan thought for a while and felt that this matter would not do her any harm, so he asked: "Of course, very welcome, does Jian always reveal the specific amount of investment?"

"You can rest assured of the strength of Nianhua Media."

Xia Changhan didn't know what Jian Yixian's purpose was, so he cautiously said an amount: "20 million."

Cao Feng took another sip of coffee: "Jian always hopes to be the biggest investor in your new drama."

Xia Changhan stretched out three fingers, and Cao Feng asked, "Three hundred million?"

Xia Changhan: "Thirty million."

Cao Feng is not optimistic about Xia Changhan’s web dramas. He thinks that Jane is always taking money to make water, but he is an excellent assistant. He never talks about every decision of his boss: "Do you have time in the afternoon? You sign the contract."

Xia Changhan nodded, and there were people rushing to give money, of course she would not turn away.

Cao Feng drank dry coffee in one sip: "Miss Jian, I will be waiting for you at Nianhua Media at three o'clock in the afternoon. Let me leave first."

After Cao Feng left, the system sighed, "Oh, from three hundred million to thirty million."

Xia Changhan didn't feel much, but the system was quite disappointed. Xia Changhan always felt that the system was like a pimp.

Thinking about this, isn't she the XXX who is dressed up and waiting for the guests to come, she quickly threw this idea out of her mind.

Before going out in the afternoon, Xia Changhan specially twisted Wu's pressed hair behind his head, drew light makeup, and picked up a shrewd and capable professional attire before driving to Nianhua Media.

Nianhua Media is worthy of being the leader in the media industry. It covers an area of ​​300 acres in the imperial capital. The magnificent headquarters building is like a giant dragon lying on the banks of the Pingjiang River. The headquarters is crowded with people, many of whom are rarely seen. You can find a trace inside.

Xia Changhan's SUV was just next to Bentley and Ferrari.

Nianhua Media also has a parking brother who greeted Xia Changhan and asked, "Miss, do you need to park?"

"Trouble you," Xia Changhan said politely. Before getting out of the car, a Rolls Royce drove up from behind. The Rolls Royce dropped the window, and the white and tender face came out from inside: "Little Brother, please stop the car for me."

The little brother said, "Sorry, the lady in front of you came earlier than you."

Bai Youyou glanced at the front, and smiled softly: "Who am I? It turns out to be Sister Xia."

At this moment, a low-key Mercedes-Benz business drove slowly from behind, and half of the gold frame glasses could be seen in the mirror.