He Siyi is now very sensitive to people with a element in their name. Her mind is spinning very fast. Thinking of Yang Xi's reaction tonight and the drunken words she said, she suddenly thinks of a possibility.
He Siyi immediately took out the mobile phone in her bag, opened the web page, and entered the words "Su Huan Studio" in the search box.
There were a lot of search results. He Siyi opened the pinned web link, and after entering, there was a Weibo homepage. The blogger's name was Su Huan Studio, and it was a public Weibo account.
He Siyi clicked on the updates on Weibo and scrolled down one by one. All of them were real-time updates about Su Huan Studio. The latest one was the notice about the official opening of the studio.
It turns out that when Yang Xi said that An Zhisu has been very prosperous recently, he was referring to this studio. There were so many celebrities and big names helping out, and it became popular even before it opened. It was really smooth sailing.
He Siyi clenched her phone tightly, her eyes filled with hatred. She looked at the address on the business card again, remembered it in her heart, and then made a call.
The person over there got through quickly. The phone was very noisy and mixed with the whistling wind: "Ah Si, why did you remember to call me?"
"I haven't seen Brother Li for a long time. I miss you. Where is Brother Li?" He Siyi said in a frivolous tone.
The person over there laughed and said, "I'm at Panlong Mountain. I'd like to come and play a few games."
"I knew Brother Li was there as soon as I guessed it. Okay, I'll be there soon." He Siyi hung up the phone, stuffed the business card back into Yang Xi's bag, and stuffed the rest of the things back indiscriminately.
He zipped it up and put it on a chair beside her.
After doing this, He Siyi covered Yang Xi with a quilt again and said, "Sister Xi, I won't let An Zhisu have an easy time. She doesn't deserve it."
After saying this, He Siyi hurriedly left Yang Xi's house.
Click!
As the sound of a door closing reached his ears, Yang Xi, who was drunk and unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. In those eyes, there was no trace of drunkenness, but only viciousness.
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The opening day of Su Huan's studio was a good day on the almanac. Song Jiaren held up her mobile phone and read the note on the almanac to An Zhisu: "Wow, baby Zhisu, today is such a good day. Look at the note on it, Yi
The market is open, it’s a good time for trading, it’s a good time to make money, and it’s a day for good fortune and good fortune.”
"When did you believe this? Lawyer Song." An Zhisu took the big bouquet she brought from her arms, with a happy smile on his face.
Song Jiaren put his hand on her shoulder and said with a smile: "Good luck, please say something nice. Congratulations, my baby Zhisu."
"mua..." An Zhisu pouted and made a kissing gesture.
Song Jiaren let out a sigh, shook her body and said, "Don't kiss me. If Young Master Ye sees it, my life will be in danger."
"He doesn't dare. She is just my concubine at best, and you are the real wife." An Zhisu pretended to kiss her again.
Song Jiaren quickly ran away and said: "We grew up wearing the same pair of pants. Do you think I don't know what you are thinking about putting lipstick on my face? Humph, I won't be fooled."
"You're not fooled, right? Then I'll force you to kiss the head office." An Zhisu put the bouquet on the desk, and then went to chase Song Jiaren.
Song Jiaren let out a cry and ran around the office.
"Hahaha, little beauty, let's see where you run today. Just obey me obediently. I will love you." An Zhisu was in a particularly good mood today and chased after Song Jiaren.
Song Jiaren hid in a panic, while shouting: "Help, we caught the gangster."
"Hahaha..." An Zhisu was amused, and laughter filled her office.
Knock knock knock!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then Zhao Yu's voice came in: "Miss An."
An Zhisu immediately stopped fighting with Song Jiaren and coughed twice: "Ahem, please come in."
Zhao Yu got permission and pushed the door open.
"Sister Zhao, are there any guests?" It was still a while before the opening ceremony, so An Zhisu left everything to Zhao Yu. As soon as Song Jiaren arrived, the two sisters hid in the office to talk.
Zhao Yu said: "Not yet, a guest came to congratulate you in advance and said he had a gift that he wanted to hand over to Miss An."
An Zhisu was confused when he heard this: "What kind of guest? Did we invite him?"
"That's not true. I don't know him either. He is a gentleman named Zhou." Zhao Yu said.
"Surnamed Zhou?" An Zhisu thought about it carefully and couldn't remember anyone he knew with the surname Zhou, so he said, "Then please invite him in."
Zhao Yu said hello and turned around to invite someone. After a while, An Zhisu saw the guest named Zhou that Zhao Yu mentioned.
"Lao Zhou." An Zhisu was slightly surprised when he saw Lao Zhou.
Lao Zhou respectfully nodded to An Zhisu: "Miss, congratulations on the opening of your studio. I wish you good luck and a prosperous business."
Lao Zhou has been An Boyuan's driver for more than ten years and is deeply trusted by An Boyuan. An Zhisu naturally knows him, so almost as soon as she saw him, she guessed who asked him to come here.
.
When he thought of his father, An Zhisu's expression became a little cold, and he said calmly: "Director An asked you to come."
"Yes, Miss, the chairman knew that your studio opened today, so he specially sent me to deliver a gift to Miss." Lao Zhou nodded, took out an envelope from his pocket, and handed it to An Zhisu.
An Zhisu did not intend to accept it, and said with a chuckle: "I don't need his gift, please tell me to tell him to take care of Ye Lishu and An Tingnuan, mother and daughter, and don't bother me again, just give me the best
one's gift."
Lao Zhou was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the conversation. After all, this was a family matter of the boss's family, and he was just a part-time worker, so he had no right to comment.
After thinking about it, Lao Zhou simply put the envelope on the table and said: "Miss, the chairman also said that if you don't have enough money, just call the chairman. Miss, the studio is opening today, don't be angry.
, I’ll take my leave first.”
After saying this, Lao Zhou turned around and left the office without staying any longer.
An Zhisu clenched his fists and stared at the envelope with displeasure.
A plain white hand picked up the envelope. The owner of the hand was none other than Song Jiaren. She tore open the envelope and said, "I'm a little curious about what kind of gift your father can give you." As she said that, the envelope was folded.
After tearing it open, Song Jiaren took out a check from it, raised her eyebrows in surprise, and opened and closed her upper and lower lips to count the money: "One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one, hundred, ten thousand... oh, one million. Oh, Zhisu baby,
You are still worth a million in your father's eyes, not bad, not bad, better than I imagined