When the liar's words come true, I win

After having business knowledge poured into Shen Jia's head by Gu Qingyan for several hours, Shen Jia finally got away and lay on the bed, cursing and complaining to Xie Huaijin who had called him via video.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qingyan was not partial at all, and everyone got the retribution they deserved.

The contract had not been signed yet, but Xie Huaijin had already been notified in advance.

In order to place an advertisement and take the opportunity to settle a personal grudge, he prepared to participate in a variety show.

He had already made an appointment with Xie Huaijin's company to be the first pioneer. And the fee was extremely high. This immediately controlled Xie Huaijin's lifeline.

He Muzhou cannot sit idle either, even though there are many big lawyers under his company who have no cases on hand.

I just say you are the only one I trust.

All legal affairs were pushed to him.

As for Zhou Nanxing, his family made their fortune in the gaming industry, so they directly put him in charge of developing a software.

Good boy, they put their imaginations together to create a software that combines making friends and real-time monitoring of vegetable fields.

Can He Muzhou beat Nanshan Pizza Hut by so blatantly copying Pony Ma's software?

In order to prevent these people from having time to look for Shen Jia, Gu Qingyan took great pains and treated them equally.

She even said that it was all for her, Shen Jia, otherwise the money she earned from contracting the barren mountain would be wasted.

No, brother, it’s not more than a thousand.

But when she thought about how hard everyone was going through, she felt balanced.

Although his methods of imparting knowledge are vicious and cruel.

But it's still bearable for just a few hours.

"I didn't want to go, but the damn financier actually threw money at me. Woohoo, Abao, he gave me too much, more than my termination fee."

"In fact, it is not necessary to terminate the contract."

Xie Huaijin stopped his fake wailing. If he were on the set, he could even wipe away a few non-existent tears.

"You have to. I know there are a few who are like this and can't be driven away. You can't see me, but you still go after male models behind my back every day."

After a pause, he changed his words and said, "No, no, no, I may have just been fantasizing about it before. You're really doing it now. Ah...Abao, you're a woman who gets bored easily."

"No, I still like you very much."

Xie Huaijin leaned closer to the camera, his eyes full of stars: "Really? Then just ignore them, okay?"

"Well~ It's not the first day you've known me. You don't take the initiative, you don't refuse, and you don't take responsibility."

"Ah...Abao, you can't do this."

Alas, even a good-looking man can be so pitiful even when he acts like a spoiled child.

"If you're like this, how can I feel at ease if I don't cancel the contract and come back?"

"Listen to me, don't terminate the contract, your fans will be heartbroken. Listen, you don't know how to run a business, and you don't know how to collect rent, so just focus on filming and earning some money."

Xie Huaijin quietly bypassed Gu Qingyan and also invited He Muzhou and Zhou Nanxing, and started a multi-person conversation at the same time, denouncing Gu Qingyan for being rich, cruel and tyrannical.

People like him must be the legendary breast nodule killer in his company.

Fortunately, Xie Huaijin and the others are not women.

He Muzhou was still sorting out the contracts, with a thick stack of documents piled up next to him.

There is a dark circle under the glasses.

"Have you signed the contract with Mr. Gu? I drafted this contract. There is no problem. You can sign it."

"It's signed. He said I have nothing to do with it. I just don't like the renovation plan for the courtyard house, and he is still looking for someone to modify the renderings."

"Yes, sister, you can order him around as much as you want and let him do this to us."

Zhou Nanxing looked like he was half asleep, with messy hair.

There are two display screens behind him, with dense codes jumping on them.

"Hey, little darling, I thought you were good at playing games. Now you can write code. You better protect your hair and try to keep it on your little head for a few more years."

Zhou Nanxing raised his hand and smoothed his hair, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

The deer-like eyes were full of grievance at this time:

"Okay sister, if I'm bald I'll get a hair transplant, the most expensive one."

He Muzhou stopped what he was doing, looked up at the camera, and heard a clear voice:

"If he calls you sister, he will become a little darling?"

"Um...how about you shout too? I can call you baby too?"

Xie Huaijin screamed:

"No. Shut up, both of you. I asked you to come here to denounce Gu Qingyan, not to hook up with my wife. If you say anything more, I'll kick you out of the group chat."

He Muzhou sneered disdainfully, "Do you think I don't have her contact information?"

Xie Huaijin moved closer to the camera, making his handsome face look bigger.

"Honey, why don't you delete them and let them see the power of the red exclamation mark."

"Hahahaha, even spy movies aren't as exciting as your performance."

Shen Jia held the phone, walked out of the room, and pointed the camera directly at Gu Qingyan who was still sitting on the sofa working.

"What's the point of you guys scolding Gu Qingyan in secret? Come on, I suggest you scold him in person, it will be more satisfying."

Gu Qingyan glanced at the people on the screen and then turned his gaze back to the computer.

"Why are you guys holding an underground party meeting? Are you all so free? It's just right, Zhou Nanxing, after discussing with your elder sister Shen, there are some contents that need to be changed. I will ask Chi Dongqing to sort out the requirements and send them to you later."

Shen Jia was obviously dissatisfied with this title.

What is Sister Shen? She sounds like a woman in menopause.

He wants her to be promoted right where she is, right?

Zhou Nanxing rubbed his eyes and yawned, "The signal is bad. What did you say? I can't hear you."

Then the conversation just disconnected.

What a joke.

He just graduated and has no experience. Even if the old man at home said he wanted to test his ability, he couldn't just rub him like a dog.

If he doesn't consider himself as a human being, then Gu Qingyan is not a human being either.

With Zhou Nanxing's introduction, He Muzhou cut off the communication without even saying goodbye.

Xie Huaijin had been barking so fiercely just now, but when he saw Gu Qingyan, he just spat:

"Gu Qingyan, leave as soon as you are done, and don't disturb my wife's rest. If it weren't for A Bao, do you think you can control me? Humph."

It must be said that Xie Huaijin's self-esteem and stubbornness are just like He Muzhou's.

It's like having to endure hardship.

Fortunately, at noon, I didn't hear his mother say that she went to work as a cleaner because she was bored and picked up waste paper on the way home from get off work.

It's just that the small vegetable garden in the yard of her home was worked vigorously by her every day with the hoe in hand, or because she was too diligent in tending to it, even fruits and vegetables such as water spinach, sweet potato leaves, beans, etc. would grow as soon as the wind brought them.

Several families couldn’t finish it.

Inorganic vegetables grown in my own field.

If you tell others about this, wouldn't you be more proud than hearing about the local Chinese cabbage at the vegetable market?

However, Xie Huaijin’s grandmother, who is over 70 years old, is still picking up paper shells to play with every day!

In Wang Shao’s big villa, he even set aside a room for his mother to save cardboard boxes.

Whenever he had enough paper, he had to take it to the waste station.

In order to prevent others from making a profit from the price difference, he has to transport the goods to distant large stations to sell them.

The money he earned was not enough for him to take the old lady to a teahouse for morning tea.

As for the gas money, that’s not a big deal.

In order to sell some scrap, he bought a small rechargeable tricycle.

So whether it is Sanjiang Island or Jinxiu District, people often see the unpretentious prince of Guangdong Province, Mr. Wang, riding a three-legged chicken with a bucket of paper and plastic bottles on the back, and walking through the city streets in an extremely cool manner.