Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1132 Plastic Girlfriend
"Hello."
"Hello, handsome uncle."
Wang Xiaomi shook Nan Yi's hand, and when she pulled away, she scratched the palm of Nan Yi's hand.
She likes the handsome uncle in front of her, he is her type.
Nan Yi felt something strange in the palm of his hand, and couldn't help but sigh that today's young girls are so brave, proactive and direct. It's just that this sisterhood is not environmentally friendly enough, how can it be made of plastic?
He sat down, put his arm around Jiang Xuanyan's shoulders, and asked, "What did you order to eat?"
"Not yet. I'm waiting for you."
Nan Yi turned around and looked at the other tables, and found that almost every table had salted edamame and roasted garlic cloves, so he said, "I want salted edamame and roasted garlic cloves, and you can order the rest."
"Okay." Jiang Xuanyan responded, and then said to Wang Xiaomi: "Xiaomi, let's go order some food."
Most of the dishes in Dongdong's house are semi-finished products, and the service speed is very fast. Not long after the two girls came back after ordering, plates of Shanghai side dishes were brought to the table, along with a dozen snowflakes.
Without further ado, Wang Xiaomi placed an opened bottle of beer in front of each person and said, "12 bottles in total, 4 bottles per person, take care of yourselves, and order more if you don't have enough."
Nan Yi took the bottle and poured himself a glass. "Xiaomi, from your accent, you are from Qindao, right?"
“Is my accent obvious?”
"No, just a little bit. You are smaller than Xuanyan, right?" Nan Yi raised his glass and gestured to Wang Xiaomi.
"I'm eighty-eight."
"What month?"
"July ."
"Oh, I just turned eighteen not long ago." Nan Yi responded, muttering in his heart, "It's good that I'm eighteen years old."
Now that he knew what he needed to know, Nan Yi stopped staring at Wang Xiaomi and shifted his attention to Jiang Xuanyan. After spreading some dog food like "you feed me, I feed you" for a while, Nan Yi started to spread bait again.
"In the afternoon, I met with the boss of a real estate sales company. He told me that several real estate companies in Shanghai were going to join forces to come up with a marketing plan. I casually proposed a plan, which was to shoot a TV series set in Shanghai with employees of real estate sales companies as the male and female protagonists. In the TV series, all the real estate companies that have contributed money will have their properties integrated into the plot."
Nan Yi glanced at the two women who were listening attentively, and then said, "I still have some face. Since I opened my mouth, this matter is basically a sure thing, so next I will register a Zhenxuan Film Company in Shanghai, and the first project I will implement will be this TV series."
Nan Yi held Jiang Xuanyan's chin and twisted it, "As for you, you will definitely be the third or second female lead, but it's hard to say whether you will be the female lead. It depends on whether the female lead in the script is suitable for you."
Jiang Xuanyan rolled her eyes and asked, "Who will write the script?"
"Don't ask about this. With your current level, you are not qualified to have anyone write a script based on your characteristics. You can't support a play. In the future... "
"Uncle Shuai, what about me? Can I hold on?" Wang Xiaomi puffed out her chest and asked expectantly.
"You, wait until I finish my words before asking." Nan Yi turned back and said to Jiang Xuanyan, "In the future, you can find a part-time job at a real estate agency to experience life. When you know enough about real estate agencies, I will arrange for you to work as a salesperson at a real estate sales company."
"The heroine is a salesperson?"
"The jobs of several main female characters are all related to sales. Don't worry, I will give you the opportunity to fight for the female lead, and I won't put up any obstacles. If you can't win the fight, you can't blame me. After all, this is a custom drama, and we have to be responsible for the investors."
Nan Yi's emphasis on the word "we" really caught Jiang Xuanyan's attention, "We?"
Nan Yi smiled and said, "Yes, we, you will be the legal representative of Zhenxuan Pictures, and you will own 30% of the shares. Hey, don't be too happy, the shares are not given to you for free, you have to pay for them."
Jiang Xuanyan pouted, "I don't have any money."
"No, you do. The dividends from the TV series and your salary are more than enough to subscribe for the shares. You can only stare at the profits of the first film. Once the first film is released, you can get the dividends."
Jiang Xuanyan grabbed Nan Yi's neck and smacked him several times in a row.
"A mouthful of oil."
After Jiang Xuanyan let go, Nan Yi quickly wiped his face with paper.
"It's not greasy, it smells nice."
Wang Xiaomi, who was sitting opposite, watched the adulterous scene with envy in her heart, "Damn Jiang Xuanyan, how can she be so lucky? This uncle is handsome and generous, the heroine, the shares of the film and television company...ah, ah, why is it not mine?
Hum, I'm whiter, I'm taller, I have bigger breasts, I'm younger...
Should I rob it?"
After wiping his face clean, Nan Yi picked up a bean and put it in his mouth and sucked it. "What do you think of the house?"
"Look, I chose the one on Wukang Road."
"Oh, that doesn't fit. Choose a new one."
"No, I like it there." Jiang Xuanyan said unwillingly.
"Okay." Nan Yi nodded, then looked up and said to Wang Xiaomi: "Xiaomi, if you are interested in the TV series I just mentioned, you can go part-time with Xuanyan. No matter what, there will definitely be a role for you, and your efforts will not be in vain."
Wang Xiaomi shouted excitedly, "Really, handsome uncle, thank you."
"It's okay, it's nothing."
"Handsome uncle, I toast to you."
"Okay, let's go one by one."
…
After having supper, Nan Yi sent Wang Xiaomi back to school first, and Jiang Xuanyan went to the hotel.
After a passionate moment, Nan Yi leaned against the head of the bed and brought up the topic of the house again, "The one on Wukang Road is not suitable, you should choose another one. "
Jiang Xuanyan moved her hips, squeezed into Nan Yi's chest, raised her face and asked, "Why?"
“I have relatives living there.”
“But I like that one.”
"Be good, change into something else."
"No... Ouch, don't be so hard, it hurts."
"When it comes to matters of principle, you should listen to what I say. If I ask you to change, then change. Over the past few days, I have made concessions again and again, so you should also be sensible."
"Okay, let's change." Jiang Xuanyan turned over and lay on Nan Yi, "I want more."
The next day, Nan Yi accompanied Jiang Xuanyan to look at the house again, and found a lawyer to handle the registration matters of Zhenxuan Pictures. After a busy period of time, he got everything done and took Jiang Xuanyan's Ferrari back.
As soon as the car arrived, Jiang Xuanyan insisted on taking Nan Yi for a ride. Nan Yi had to persuade her to take the risk.
After spending two-thirds of the day together, in the late afternoon, with Jiang Xuanyan reluctant to let him go, Nan Yi boarded the plane back to Beijing.
On the plane, Miao Xiaolan suddenly said, "Mr. Nan, this little girl is not very sensible."
"It's normal for a young girl to be immature. This is youth. It's okay if she's immature. If she gets tired of each other, we can separate. There's nothing to be reluctant about." Nan Yi said, feeling happy in his heart, "This Xuanyan is ruthless, but too ignorant. It's not that easy to get shares. As long as I want, she will be on the hook for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of debts at any time."
"Mr. Nan, you won't. You have always been kind to your own people."
"She can't be my own, but I won't cheat her for no reason. Just look at her. As long as she can stick to the principles, I don't mind giving her a hand. When I send her off, I can also make back the money I spent. Five million is expensive to buy a car. I still feel bad about it."
Nan Yi felt distressed, but Jiang Xuanyan couldn't empathize with him because she was taking Wang Xiaomi for a ride at the moment.
This silly woman, Wang Xiaomi has been eyeing Nan Yi, and after being stimulated by Ferrari, she is even more determined to win him over.
When Nan Yi returned to the old villa, he received a text message from Wang Xiaomi - Handsome uncle, remember to notify me next time you come to Shanghai.
After reading the text message, Nan Yi did not reply. If he had replied, he would definitely send endless text messages. He just had several sumptuous meals in a row, so he would take it slow and reply next time he felt craving for it.
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye a month had passed. After Nan Yi finished his lecture on subprime mortgages at school, he talked to students about the domestic real estate industry. He told the students that the richest person in China next year should be a lady named Yang, and her assets would exceed 100 billion.
It was another weekend. Nan Yi, Lai Biao and Chen Feng, who had not seen each other for a long time, were sitting in the theater watching Zhang Huoding's performance of "Farewell My Concubine". Next to Lai Biao sat his son Lai Changhui, and on Chen Feng's lap sat his daughter Chen Xiaoke.
During a break in the show, Lai Biao said, "I'm going to be transferred."
Nan Yi: "Where to?"
Lai Biao: "Hu Jian is the branch president, a senior party official and the Ludao branch president, a senior party official."
Chen Feng: "Biaozi, tsk tsk, that's a lot of part-time jobs, how many years will you be there?"
Lai Biao: “It will take five or six years.”
Nan Yi: "Xiao Biao, I have had high hopes for you since you were little. Sure enough, my judgment is correct. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be able to become the president of the head office in your early fifties."
Lai Biao: "Lao Nan, stop talking nonsense, that seat is not that easy to sit in."
Nan Yi: "From what you said, you want to go out?"
Lai Biao: "Let's see the timing. We can try it when there's a good opportunity. Lao Nan, how many do you have now?"
Nan Yi: "Not far from 210."
Lai Biao: "Please prepare 30 for me. I may need it next year."
Nan Yi: "It's easy to get in, but hard to get out. If it's for performance, just open your mouth. 30 is not difficult."
Lai Biao: "The rate of return is not very high and the payback period is long."
Nan Yi: “Let’s take a look first.”
Lai Biao: "Okay, I'll give you the information once it's settled."
Chen Feng: "Lao Nan, I want to put a few of them in your place, how many can you eat?"
Nan Yi: "A nice 50 is fine."
Chen Feng: "You can't do it anymore, is this all you can do?"
Nan Yi: "If you want to admit your loss, 5,000 is fine."
Chen Feng: "Well, 70 is good, how much can you make in a year?"
Nan Yi: “4 to 5.”
Chen Feng: "So low?"
Nan Yi: "You haven't realized it yourself, the world economy is not right again. In the long run, in five years, maybe it can double."
Chen Feng: "OK."
"Uncle Nan, I have several hundred." Chen Xiaoke, who was lying on Chen Feng's lap, said with his head raised.
Nan Yi held Chen Xiaoke on his lap and said, "Haha, several hundred dollars, Xiaoke is really rich, can you treat uncle to a meal of Wonderful Food later?"
"No, I want to eat KFC." Chen Xiaoke shook his head.
"You lunatic, you have led your little nephew astray."
"Stop talking nonsense. My little one is the best. Dad will take you to KFC later, not Wonderfood."
After chatting for a while, a new play began and everyone returned to silence.
An hour later, they moved to the children's playground. Two children went to play, and three middle-aged men stood by. Chen Feng and Lai Biao lit up cigarettes and deliberately blew them into Nan Yi's face. When they saw Nan Yi fanning the cigarette, they became even more excited.
"You two are almost there."
"Hahaha, Lao Nan, what I admire most about you is that you can quit smoking. You are a ruthless person." Chen Feng took a puff of cigarette, "I can't do that. I tried to quit several times, but the more I tried, the more I smoked. Now I smoke two and a half packs a day."
Nan Yi spat, "Quit smoking, just keep smoking. Only when you are happy can you live longer. Don't mess around."
"You are allowed to quit, but I am not allowed to?" Chen Feng retorted.
"If you really want to quit, ask your doctor for advice first. Quitting may not be a good thing."
Lai Biao threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, twisted it with the sole of his shoe, looked around and didn't see the red armband, then picked up the cigarette butt and put it away, clapped his hands and said: "Mad man, you must not quit. If you quit, I will lose a companion."
Chen Feng took a deep breath and said, "Lao Nan, is there any good idea?"
"Yes, if you get lung cancer, you can definitely quit."
"How shameless am I to ask you for advice."
"Madman, your ability to harm others is improving. It's a bit like shooting a bull from a distance."
"Nonsense, this is called transplanting flowers and trees."
"I'm still fighting and changing."
"Two bastards." Lai Biao spat.
Nan Yi gave a thumbs up and said, "Biaozi, your Northeastern dialect is authentic, and your plan is even more authentic. Crazy, what do you think we should name this plan?"
"New Biao among Biao."
"This name is awesome. It's Zhang style. It's definitely Zhang style."
"Which Zhang?"
"The one the Jade Emperor wants to smoke."
"Zhang Zongchang?"
"What else, Han Pai?"
