Chapter 213 Sweet crit


Chapter 213 Sweet Crit

This result was what Jiang Chao hoped for, but it was not what he expected to see.

The way Xiang Nuan served tea to him felt inexplicably like a Liangshan hero who was about to start an uprising, and would kill him and his little abacus at any time by throwing a cup as a signal.

From vowing to fight to the death to readily agreeing, the contrast was so rapid that Yao Ming couldn't stop himself. Jiang Chao had already thought about how to put pressure on Jiang Yunhui, but backed down at the last moment.

I have to think more and be on guard!

"Mr. Jiang, are you looking for me?"

Different from the calmness and calmness when he took the initiative to guide Jiang Yunhui last time, the new advertising manager Shen Feng was obviously summoned back on his way to get off work, and his expression was a bit hasty.

She is dressed casually, and her youthful atmosphere is exuding, which is completely different from the straight-laced professional suit she usually wears at work.

Jiang Chao's eyes swept from head to toe and asked in a deep voice: "Has the planning document for the auto show been prepared?"

Shen Feng's brain instantly started running at super high speed. She had only heard the word "auto show" in Manager He's resignation story, but it was also an inconspicuous backdrop among many others. Everyone only thought that the reason for his overturning was that he did not handle things well, could not invite Xiang Nuan, could not win over Jiang Yunhui, and no one took the so-called auto show to heart.

"What auto show are you referring to...?" Internal friction yielded no results, so she chose to ask directly.

Jiang Chao looked at her who was offline and frowned: "What have you been busy with recently?"

"Andy's endorsement..."

Jiang Chao interrupted her by wagging his finger impatiently: "Leave it to me at 9 o'clock tomorrow."

As if being slapped in the head, Shen Feng felt his head was swollen. Questions came to my lips one after another, but they were blocked and I couldn't say any of them.

"I don't understand..."

She simply closed her eyes and turned her heart aside, risking her life in order not to make the same mistakes as her predecessor. However, Jiang Chao's phone rang.

He held out a finger to signal her to be silent. The moment the call was connected, he seemed to be a different person. To be precise, he seemed to be suddenly possessed by a fox demon.

"Why do you have time to think about your fiancé today?" The sweet tone and flattering smile were like industrial saccharine that seriously exceeded the standard, making Shen Feng tremble all over.

"Of course I'm on call at any time... I'll see you tonight."

Shen Feng felt that there must be a button on the phone to control Jiang Chao's expression, because she once again witnessed the miracle of his smile disappearing the moment he hung up the phone.

"What did you just say?" The person talking to her was a cold-faced man.

"Okay."

Shen Feng gave up struggling.

Jiang Chao didn't even look at her and walked straight past her.

"You can contact Xiang Nuan in advance and cooperate with her on this project."

"..."

Every sentence is a bomb. If you have something to say, can’t you finish it and make it clear? ! But Jiang Chao obviously had no such interest. He had already left, leaving Shen Feng alone to digest his shock, questions and anger.

The most important thing is confusion...

Contact Xiang Nuan in advance? What, is she a colleague of the company? Is he a subordinate of her department? Are they just random acquaintances and friends in your address book? Contact Xiang Nuan...cut!

The body is angry and the emotions are collapsing, but the crazy brain has begun to automatically search for all ways to contact Xiang Nuan.

Her body and brain were busy at their own pace right now. She was swinging her fists wildly, wanting to hit Jiang Chao with her fists, but her brain was flashing back images one after another uncontrollably.

This won’t work...

There are not enough seats for this cafe...

They have no intersection...

Going around and around, changing time and space, changing the world... When she finally got Jiang Yunhui's contact information, she felt like she had experienced a century.

"Who?"

"I am Shen Feng from the advertising department of Baotu Motors."

"..."

"We met last time you came to the company."

"..." "I will take you to Mr. Jiang's office."

"Oh—Hello, Manager Shen."

Shen Feng was almost suffering from a heart attack. It felt so embarrassing to force Jiang Yunhui to restart his memory. Fortunately, there was a protective shell like a phone, otherwise she would have died on the spot.

"I'm sorry to disturb you so late. Just now, Mr. Jiang specially arranged for me to contact Designer Xiang. I wonder if it would be inconvenient for you to ask her to answer the phone?"

"Inconvenient. Good night, Manager Shen."

Just... hung up...

Shen Feng's hanging heart finally died. She glanced at the time unconsciously, and then she understood what it meant to bring the blame upon yourself.

It's half an hour before midnight. It took her so long to get Jiang Yunhui's phone number, and she was stupid enough to call it directly.

It’s over, why are you still trying to connect? At this moment, Jiang Yunhui must be holding his wife and whispering in her ear that the manager of the advertising department is a psychopath...

Jiang Yunhui even said it seriously.

But it's not about hugging Xiang Nuan and whispering, nor is it about burying a young manager. Instead, he and Xiang Nuan looked at each other across the table, looking nervous as if they were negotiating the final point of the match.

"Strategy." He put his hands on the table with a strong momentum and would not give up until he got the opponent's trump card.

"When soldiers come, they will block the water and cover it with earth."

"This is not a strategy."

"This is strategy."

A brain collapsed on Xiang Nuan's forehead. She screamed in pain and her sleepiness disappeared.

"I'm so stupid that I can't even think of a move!" Xiang Nuan covered his head, tears almost flowing down his face.

"You dare to break into the tiger's den without a move?! We have been fighting guerrilla warfare for so many days, and we can't even work together to make you look cool!"

Xiang Nuan didn't want to be entangled anymore, so he stood up and ran away. Jiang Yunhui grabbed her arm and pushed her back. This was the eighth episode of "cat catching mouse" tonight, and Xiang Nuan failed miserably.

She knew that Jiang Yunhui was really anxious and worried, but she was really just out of anger when she agreed to Jiang Chao. First, Jiang Yunhui sells the house, and then Jiang Chao comes to watch the show. Who can bear this? ! But don’t you just have to keep your momentum and not let it down?

"Do you know why Jiang Chao insists on holding this auto show?" Xiang Nuan asked.

"Why do you have to come to this auto show?" Jiang Yunhui's focus was slightly different from hers.

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"So, when soldiers come, they will be covered by water and earth. When playing chess, you must first have a move before you can break it." Xiang Nuan spread his hands. Although his strategy was unreliable, it was the only feasible plan.

"Sleep. My injured head needs rest. I have to fight tomorrow."

She made a cheering gesture and tried to get up and leave for the ninth time.

This time Jiang Yunhui not only did not stop her, but took the initiative to help her. Xiang Nuan was a little uncomfortable.

"No need to give it away." She smiled and pushed Jiang Yunhui's hand away.

"Okay, you go upstairs first, and I'll take a shower."

Oh my gosh, if you say that, I am really not sleepy anymore? ! Xiang Nuan is about to collapse. It’s not over, right? Is this "reunion" drama going to be endless?

"Are you crazy? Really?"

Xiang Nuan was so anxious that he almost jumped.

"Is this another price?"

Oh my god, why did you even steal your own lines?

"Yes!"

"Is this house enough for you?"

"Get out! Who wants your broken house!"

Xiang Nuan covered his ears and ran away. A sweet crit is also a crit, who can bear it? !

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