The expression on Xu Yuyao's face was exactly the same as that of a frightened husky.
Wang Han smiled awkwardly and said, "Screenwriter, don't be angry. I didn't hide it on purpose."
Xu Yuyao covered her head, "Wow! You two really are! I'm not angry, I just feel a little embarrassed. I was thinking about lending you money to buy a house, but I didn't expect that the clown turned out to be me!"
Wang Han smiled sheepishly and said, "Lao Yang, this is my friend. If she has any request, you can do it."
"OK."
Xu Yuyao seemed to have caught something, "You are not some mysterious group..."
Having said this, Xu Yuyao did not say any more for fear of spilling the beans.
Wang Han smiled casually and said, "There's no conflict. This company is run by my old man. I'll just come here and put my name on it. I don't come here normally."
The corners of Xu Yuyao's mouth twitched.
It turns out to be the second generation!
It’s still the second generation of Tongtian!
Wang Han smiled shyly at Xu Yuyao and changed the subject, "Old Yang, where is Longlong?"
"Mr. Ximen went out to drink. I don't know exactly where he went." Yang Feng said with a smile.
Wang Han said hello to Xu Yuyao, "Screenwriter, you are busy, I have something to go out for."
"Okay!" Xu Yuyao nodded.
Left the company.
Wang Han called Ximen Doudou, but the guy didn't answer the phone.
Instead, a call came from the fat boy Meng Bizhi, who shyly asked about Wang Han's trip to Tibet two days ago.
This little fat man was going crazy at home and wanted to go with him, but the decision-making power rested with Bai Wuan. Bai Wuan had a bad temper, and Meng Bizhi didn't dare to say anything. Wang Han was the junior pavilion master, and the younger generation had the most say. He wanted to go with him.
Please ask Wang Han to intercede and go together.
Wang Han lit a cigarette, "I'll talk about it then. Xiao Meng, I don't dare to say that much to that old man. Didn't you see that Mr. Feng was beaten?"
"Lao Feng was beaten? Didn't he say that he fell because he drank too much?"
Wang Han cleared his throat, "The signal here is not good, hang up first!"
I called Miao Zi to ask how he was finding the ring. Unexpectedly, the person who answered the phone was a woman.
Wang Han was stunned for a moment and thought he had made a mistake.
"What's the matter?" the woman asked, but the tone of her voice was breathy, which was strange.
"Hey, I want to ask him something."
The woman on the other end of the phone continued, "Xiao just said, just ask me what happened."
Wang Han held his mobile phone with the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.
"Hang up now. Let me call you back when you're done!"
"Don't! Don't hang up! He won't move if he hangs up!"
Wang Han's body stiffened.
"Boom, I'm going to hold your mother in my mouth! You're such a bastard@￥#%*&&%&*%￥##&!!!"
A nasty laugh came from the other end of the phone.
"Ah Han, that Turtle Breathing Master, I have great talent! My talent can make me hit the mark! Don't you envy me? Brother, am I awesome?"
"Trash, I can practice the last roll! You stinky Sabi! How dare you compete with me in talent! Come on!"
Through the phone, you can hear the change in Daozi's breathing, "Gan!"
"Xiao Gang, come on!... Come on!"
After hanging up the phone, Wang Han took out a wet wipe and wiped the phone receiver.
It looks like the phone was stained by this piece of shit.
Wang Han pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
I drove to the teahouse.
Bai Wuan and Feng Manlou were drinking.
When I went upstairs, I saw Xiang Feng holding a mirror and muttering in front of it.
Wang Han listened with his ears perked up.
Xiang Feng's face was facing the mirror, holding a cigarette between his legs, with a very arrogant expression, "Are you good at spanking? There's no point in spanking you. You need to be powerful and have a background to hang out. Which path are you in?"
of?"
At this point, Xiang Feng pressed his face against the mirror, "It turns out to be Xiao Zhanshan! Bang!"
Xiang Feng thought he was very handsome and shook his head when he saw Wang Han who had just come up from downstairs.
Clearing his throat, Xiang Feng looked in the mirror and scratched his face, "Why is there an acne on your face?"
"Wu Yanzu?" Wang Han shouted.
Xiang Feng's body tensed up, trembling slightly with excitement, he clutched the mirror, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Wang Han out of the corner of his eye.
"I have a question for you, Azu, where are senior Nangong and the others?"
Xiang Feng looked at Wang Han out of the corner of his eye and smiled brightly, "Damn it! I've been hiding for so long and you still found me. I..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiang Wuji walked out of the room and slapped Xiang Feng on the back of his head. Xiang Feng's head hit the ground with a thud.
"What are you? You have nothing to do all day long!"
Xiang Feng stood up nonchalantly, smashed his chest with his fist, and then pointed at Wang Han with an expression that said you understand me.
As a result, Xiang Wuji slapped him again and knocked him back.
Wang Han suddenly understood why Xiang Feng was not so smart and seemed so careless.
"Wang Han, are you okay?" Xiang Wuji looked at Wang Han with a kind face, and then looked at his grandson with hatred, why was there such a big gap? He felt that his education was not good enough.
What a problem!
"It's nothing serious. I'll come to the practice room to practice."
I stayed in the practice room until about four o'clock in the afternoon.
Ximen Doudou called and said that he was having barbecue and drinking with a few people at Tianqi Company and asked Wang Han to come over.
Wang Han left the teahouse and drove in that direction.
On the way, Wang Han seemed to remember something and stopped the car. Wang Han walked into a post office.
He leaned at the window and asked for an order.
While I was signing my name, I heard a voice behind me.
"Wang Han?"
Wang Han turned around and said, "Great screenwriter? Why don't you stay in the company?"
Xu Yuyao asked for a list, "They are having a meeting. It's too boring in the company. I'm used to being free. I can't stand it after a while. I left early. What are you doing?"
Wang Han smiled casually and said, "Send some money, what are you doing here?"
Xu Yuyao saw the payee on Wang Han's side and asked, "Are you also donating to impoverished mountainous areas?"
Wang Han just smiled.
Xu Yuyao took the form and filled it out skillfully, and said with a casual smile, "I didn't expect that a big boss like you would come to donate money in person, and anonymously."
Wang Han disagreed and said, "Take it from the people and use it for the people. We should get rich first and then be rich later."
Xu Yuyao quickly filled in the donation of 50,000 yuan, took out an envelope and handed it out, writing her signature in small cursive.
By the way, Xu Yuyao glanced at Wang Han. When she saw it clearly, Xu Yuyao's eyes widened. Wang Han held more than a dozen orders, ranging from one hundred thousand yuan to more than two million yuan. There were more than a dozen orders in total.
Eight million.
Wang Han knocked on the window and handed the order in.
He smiled at the people inside and said, "Trouble."
The people inside nodded to Wang Han, "No trouble."
Wang Han put down his pen and turned around and walked out. Xu Yuyao lay on the window with a confused look on her face, "Why did he leave without giving me the money?"
"Every time this gentleman comes, he fills in the form first and will send someone to deliver the money later."
"Every time? Has he been here many times?" Xu Yuyao looked like a frightened husky again.
"Yes, I have seen him here four or five times."
"Donate this much every time?"
"Um."
Xu Yuyao opened her mouth slightly and looked shocked.
After walking out the door, Wang Han glanced at Xu Yuyao when he got in the car, "Screenwriter, where should I take you?"
Xu Yuyao thought for a moment and followed her. She put her hand on the passenger's handle and then put it back, sitting in the back seat.
"Where are you going, screenwriter?" Wang Han started the car.
Xu Yuyao said with a bitter face, "Big boss, don't bury me, I'm just a small coder."
Wang Han smiled and said, "Where are you going?"
"Go to Longwan."
"buy house?"
"How can I afford it? Every time I want to sell it out, I go to the sales department to look at the luxury house to stimulate my fighting spirit." Xu Yuyao said with a smile.
Wang Han took out his cigarette and glanced at Xu Yuyao. Xu Yuyao raised her hand to indicate that Wang Han could smoke, "Your way of self-motivation is a bit special."
"I can afford it now!" Xu Yuyao said with a smile.
After sending Xu Yuyao to the sales department, "Big boss, why don't we go in and take a look together?"
Wang Han put the cigarette butt into the ashtray, "Go and see, I'm going to the toilet. I'll see you off wherever you go later."
"No need, I have to grind for a long time."
The two got out of the car, and Wang Han hurriedly ran in and found the bathroom with ease.
Xu Yuyao took out her sunglasses from her bag and put them on, sprayed on some expensive perfume, puffed out her chest, held up her posture, and walked into the sales department with a step that she didn't recognize her relatives. Her temperament suddenly rose, and she walked into the sales department.
Someone immediately came forward to entertain her.
Xu Yuyao pointed to a building and asked, "What are the prices of the buildings here?"
"This is a three-million-dollar building. Miss, you have really good taste. This building has very good lighting."
Xu Yuyao pointed to another building, "What about this building?"
"The prices of these buildings are not much different, 3.2 million, but the ones you are looking at have all been sold. If you want to buy, you can come with me and take a look here."
Xu Yuyao looked at those buildings, "These buildings have been sold very regularly. Are they all bought in this circle?"
"Miss, you are quite right. All the houses in this circle have been bought by the same owner."
Xu Yuyao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the house surrounded in the middle, and said with a dumb smile, "Who is this boss? Isn't this a spoof of the mentality of the family in the middle? There is a little pervert in there."
The staff member smiled and glanced in a direction casually. His eyes lit up and he looked worshipful, as if he had seen the God of Wealth and raised his hand to point in a direction.
"That's the boss."
Xu Yuyao looked over and saw Wang Han walking over from one direction laughing and joking.
Holding an old man in a repairman's uniform, the two chatted happily. Wang Han even rubbed a bottle of ice dew from the old man with a playful smile.