Before she could reply, Yang Panpan suddenly realized that the atmosphere was wrong and awkward: "sister Nanxi, don''t get me wrong. I didn''t mean that. Good things must be shared with good sisters."

    Nanxi then reluctantly agreed: "well, do you have crocodile skin to spell emerald green?"

    There was a dull breath on the other end of the phone. Yang Panpan really didn''t guess that Nanxi was so dark and dared to ask for millions of collections.

    Then the angry "you" burst out, "send your sister to Shuian Tiancheng apartment tomorrow."

    Nanxi doesn''t care about each other''s emotions at all. Since she mentioned the benefits first, there''s nothing wrong with adults paying for their own decisions. As usual, old Yang asked for trouble. She was much more cunning and owed an unfulfilled promise.

    It is even more natural for a woman to pay for her father.

    "Will you teach me now, or will you teach me again tomorrow?" Yang Panpan thought he didn''t need to continue pretending to be clever.

    Nanxi leisurely took the juice from nanmu, gestured that it would take some time for her mother to take a lunch break first.

    When nanmu returned to the house, she smiled and asked Yang Panpan, "it''s not that my sister doesn''t trust you. Since you asked, why don''t you pay the money and deliver the goods tomorrow?"

    When the sound of broken glass products sounded, Yang Panpan couldn''t hold back: "who do you look down on? My great Miss Yang will rely on you for a broken bag?"

    "Pan pan, don''t worry." Nanxi took a sip of juice, waited until the other party breathed heavily for the fifth time, and said slowly, "I''m just answering your questions, and I''m just talking to you about where and where. You can''t stop your temper. Most directors, especially famous directors, have a higher temper than you. Can you go up and quarrel with others?"

    "It''s not that I haven''t quarreled." Yang Panpan disagreed and muttered to himself, "he ignored me at all."

    Nanxi turned back without nutrition and suggested, "you''d better let the screenwriter change your role and don''t let your father smash it with money. Treat writers and writers with respect and put first. Go and discuss with the screenwriter yourself."

    Yang Panpan felt that he could not keep up with his IQ. He asked blankly, "what role can I change?" what role can be simpler than silly white sweet?

    "Acting is not like an exam. It''s useless to memorize temporarily. Let me think, there should be a role that suits you very well."

    Listening to Nanxi''s suggestion with most comforting ingredients, Yang Panpan became more and more discouraged. Into the group began to have a hundred times more self-confidence and regard others as lemonade. After a few days, I''m really a substitute for everything. It''s estimated that I can''t even fool my father. My father must let her stop fooling around.

    Now the only life-saving straw left is Nanxi, who seems unreliable. Yang Panpan lowered his attitude and asked endurably, "sister Nanxi, do you think about it?"

    "Well," nanxila said in a long voice, describing the approximate prototype in her mind: "you play the rich lady who came back from abroad. You can''t extricate yourself from being fascinated by the hero''s lofty aspirations, and finally go to the revolution for loving your family and wealth. Well, this is good. You should be easier to show."

    Yang Panpan didn''t understand the mystery, so he had to admit: "why do I think my previous role was better? It also involves the passion of love and the feelings of family and country. It''s too difficult, I can''t."

    "It''s not difficult. Don''t talk about the feelings of family and country." afraid that Yang Panpan can''t sympathize, Nanxi lists the hypothesis, "if you deeply love a man and your father doesn''t agree, will you give up your superior family situation for him?"

    Yang Panpan answered almost without hesitation, "of course!"

    The summary speech was sent to: "yes, this is your original character. Why is it difficult for you to play yourself."

    Yang Panpan exclaimed, "vvverygood, sister! You are worthy of being a learning specimen strongly recommended by my father. Are you in the apartment? I must send you the bag myself."

    Specimen? The specimen has been offended. It''s advertised.

    Who would have thought of an old man who was extremely cunning and calculated, but his daughter was straightforward and untidy. Sure enough, things will turn against each other when they reach the extreme.

    "No, I''m in yunshang. You can send the bag to our company or give it to my assistant."

    "Yunshang." Yang Panpan repeated silently and asked incredulously, "is it the only two legal civil villas in 5A Lijiang River scenic spot, yunshang!?" it''s not just that you have the money and the power to buy them.

    "Yes."

    "I''m x, cow. Sister, you''re hidden enough to wait for me."

    Half an hour later, Yang Panpan ushered in the storm. The other party carried a bag in his left hand and a large fruit basket in his right hand.

    After introducing herself, Nanxi''s mother recalled that she hadn''t been on the number for a long time. Nanxi whispered, "her family has just become rich in recent years."

    Nanmu knew it and whispered back, "it''s a nouveau riche."

    Unexpectedly, Yang Panpan''s ears were very sharp. He carelessly stretched out his hand to pinch nanmu''s waist and said with appreciation, "yes, aunt, you have a good eye. My family is the most envious upstart in the past two years."

    Nanxi:... Is it worth showing off?

    It was almost a minute in the cold, and Yang Panpan was slow to find something wrong. It''s rude to be a younger generation, but I''ve touched my hand, so I''m embarrassed.

    "It smells good, aunt. Are you cooking?"

    Embarrassment plus embarrassment is better not to resolve it.

    "Gudu gudu" was crying about hunger. Yang Panpan opened his mouth and asked for instructions: "can I rub a meal?

    "No!" Nanxi interrupted and refused.

    Half an hour later, Yang Panpan dried two bowls of tomato noodles.

    Nanxi is as firm as a rock and can''t bear the flooding of Nanmu''s virgin heart.

    Touching his little belly, Yang Panpan sighed with satisfaction: "it''s much better than my stepmother''s cooking. I haven''t eaten pure mother''s taste for a long time."

    Nanxi heard about the Yang family. After Yang''s father became rich, he took Xiao San home. He was so angry that Yang''s mother died of depression in less than half a year. Fortunately, Yang''s father loves Yang Panpan very much. No matter how junior plays tricks, he insists on having a second child.

    "The child''s biological mother is gone?" Nan''s mother whispered, and Nan Xi nodded.

    The old man was just about to persuade him. The seeping ghost cry floated up, and his back was cold. He looked for the source.

    Yang Panpan rubbed his hand with a paper towel, touched his mobile phone and stopped crying.

    Nanxi showed her helpless look to her mother. Her mother suddenly realized that it was a bell. Perhaps out of sympathy for Yang Panpan, he didn''t get tired of all kinds of strange behaviors, but liked them very much.

    Yang Panpan put the phone in his ear. At the beginning, he didn''t talk for a minute and just listened. Then he quickly retorted: "your mind is too dead. Not only your mind is dead, but your comprehension ability is pathetic. You can understand my deep meaning. If you want to understand, call me back."

    The whole process omits the communication link, just like a master training students.

    At the end of his impassioned speech, without the support of the audience, he couldn''t help saying, "the current screenwriter is too difficult to take, and he''s not obedient."

    Nanxi''s chopsticks stopped in the air and asked, "the screenwriter''s phone?"

    "That''s right! She said she didn''t have time to write me a new role and suggested that I be good myself and don''t always ask others. Sister Nanxi, you said that you are angry but not angry! Do people with no level like to train others first?"

    Nanxi collapsed. Is this man commenting on himself?

    Miscalculation, regret.

    "Can I leave the bag?"

    "Don''t introduce it, sister. You should be able to do well. Let''s hang her all night. She promises to deeply understand her mistakes."

    Alas, there''s nothing we can do to transform each other. We''ll have to deal with the bald head. Drive away the reluctant Yang Panpan. Nanxi communicated with the screenwriter by telephone for more than three hours. Eighteen martial arts took turns to convince each other.

    The screenwriter rushed out the new book overnight. She was no better than to accompany the whole night and help refine the plump characters together. Fortunately, the efforts were not in vain. Good news came during the day. Yang Panpan''s new role has played several plays basically three times. Although it''s not brilliant, at least it doesn''t play. Take he Dao''s original words and make incisive comments. Be content and be happy.

    As the poor households went too smoothly, only Nanxi''s make-up play was not shot. Feng Shui turns a little fast. Yang Panpan sends a comfort call. With a dry smile, he thanked the crew and rescheduled the shooting time.

    After two days of neglect, I woke up early in the morning on the day of returning to work, ate nanmu love breakfast, and stood by the roadside waiting for the car.

    The manic motor sound ended from far to near. Beside her, the only Bugatti Silver Blue Centennial commemorative bag in China appeared.

    When the window rolled down, the owner was as arrogant as his car and threw down two words: "get in."

    Nanxi stepped on her eight minute thin heels, stepped back a few steps, avoided the parking position of Sao''s charter car and looked into the distance.

    As early as ten minutes ago, the exclusive driver reported that he would arrive immediately. So far, he has not seen the shadow of the nanny car. His concept of time is too poor.

    "Xiao Li, where are you? Hurry up a little bit." the scheduled magazine shooting time is less than half an hour. In case of traffic jam, Nanxi, who is used to being late, rarely wants to be punctual.

    Xiao Li was also full of fog over the phone and asked eagerly, "General Secretary Zhang said that the person who arranged to pick you up has arrived. Sister, wait, I''ll ask again."

    It''s already here! Nanxi lowered her sunglasses with her index finger and looked around. The whole lake road had no other car except Bugatti.

    Seconds understand, Wang bazhang can! No wonder she sat in the car and blew the air conditioner, leaving her outside in the sun.

    "Don''t check."

    The door automatically opens upward, and the eye-catching car appointment app shows that the fastest bus will arrive at the scenic spot in an hour, and you need to pay your own ticket.

    Nanxi silently locks the screen. People, why should it be difficult for themselves? If they come, they will be at ease.

    Sit in the co driver, fasten your seat belt, open the glove box, take out two red tickets from your bag, shoot them, and say, "master, take me to No. 157 South Ring Road."

    A series of movements, Nanxi naturally lifted her hair back. Put your arm on the window, hold your head with your palm, close your eyes and sleep.

    "Two people pay their own tickets."

    The expression of contentment was fixed on Nanxi''s face, and a pair of eyes suddenly opened. Break the bag buckle, take out six red tickets, confirm several times, put them into the glove box and close them heavily.

    "Heartache?"

    Annoying light laughter, Nanxi indifferently corrected the other party''s working attitude: "please look at the road when driving. Next time, it''s best to get a collection QR code and stick it in the eye-catching place."

    After arriving at the destination, Huang Yi, editor in chief of the magazine Lin and the bodyguard were waiting at the drop off point. Seeing Nanxi running down from the iconic super, Huang Yi was stunned, as if her eyes were falling out of her eyes.