Reborn genius ace girl

Chapter 146
When returning to Xingyao, Jiang Zhuo came back with Director Yan's autographed commitment letter.

But when he came back, he found that the eyes of everyone looking at him were not quite right.

Jiang Zhuo pressed the letter on the table, sneered and said, "I won!"

Nangong Xu applauded: "I won, I won, it's amazing!"

Jiang Zhuo stared blankly at Nangong Xu, what kind of attitude is this?
Why didn't Nangong Xu and the group of people feel sad at all?

This is not the battle song of victory he wanted!
Yunbojiu turned his chair slowly and said, "Student Jiang, can you tell me about your competition?"

Jiang Zhuo said: "You doubt me?"

"Check your phone, I didn't do anything!"

Jiang Zhuo made a gesture to get his cell phone.

Yunbojiu stretched his waist, looked at Jiang Zhuo inscrutablely, Shi Li smiled on his porcelain white and flawless face.

She spoke softly, with a wicked smile in her voice: "You made a foul..."

Jiang Zhuo frowned all of a sudden, and said, "Why do you say I fouled?!"

Yunbojiu sent the audio to Jiang Zhuo's phone: "Listen yourself, there are many people in the company."

Jiang Zhuo put on the earphones. After a while, his face was gray and black. He pulled off the earphones and said, "Oh, so what, the script is already mine!"

Nangong Xu laughed even bigger.

"I didn't want that script in the first place, but if you want to compete with me, then I will reluctantly play with you."

Jiang Zhuo froze in place, and said, "You don't want it? Why?"

"Director Yan is a famous vampire. Guess what will happen after Xingyao cooperates with him for a long time?"

Nangong Xu clicked to stop, then took out another script and said, "Come on, let's watch this."

When Jiang Zhuo started fighting with him, he changed the script.

Anyway, Jiang Zhuo didn't care about the script originally, but just robbed him.

Jiang Zhuo stood there in a daze and muttered in a low voice: "Impossible!"

Just when Jiang Zhuo was confused, someone came over and said, "Brother Jiang, Director Yan is here!"

Jiang Zhuo looked over there with a gloomy face, and heard Director Yan shouting loudly: "I will work with you in the company from now on, please take care of me!"

"Where is my office!"

The staff took Yan Dao away immediately, and Yan Dao's office was next to Jiang Zhuo's office.

Jiang Zhuo walked over and said angrily, "Isn't this Nangongxu's office before?"

The staff member whispered: "It was your father Mr. Jiang who wanted to place Director Yan on this floor. There is no vacant office, so Nan Gongxu took the initiative to give up the room.

You said you recruited Director Yan yourself, you must like Director Yan very much. "

Nangong Xu sat outside, Director Yan looked at his office with satisfaction, then walked towards Jiang Zhuo with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "Master Jiang, please take care of me in the future!"

The strong smell of smoke mixed with bad breath is simply disgusting.

Jiang Zhuo looked at Nangong Xu sitting there happily chatting with everyone.

He entered the office angrily, only to find that Director Yan followed him in.

Director Yan sat on the sofa as if he was not an outsider. Seeing several strange-looking oranges on Jiang Zhuo's desk, he reached out and picked one up, peeled it open and put it in his mouth.

Jiang Zhuo turned his head and saw the orange in Dao Yan's hand.

It really looks like the oranges on his desk.

But how could it be the same? Those oranges were specially entrusted to bring over 500 oranges from country R.

and many more……

Jiang Zhuo looked at the fruit plate that disappeared from his table.

What the hell!

That's his orange!
After a while, Kung Fu Yan Dao has stripped to the third one.

Jiang Zhuo was so angry that his liver hurt, he said, "Who told you to touch my things?!"

Director Yan didn't care at all, and said, "Oh, why are you so stingy as an eldest young master, to eat two of your oranges..."

Jiang Zhuo: Not two, but three.

Plus shipping, less than 2000 yuan!

"Get out of my way!!!"

Jiang Zhuo kicked Yan Dao out of the door, hugging the poor orange peel to himself.

(End of this chapter)