After the random killings in variety shows, the crazy beauties successfully got out of the circle

Chapter 48 Design Draft of Semi-finished Products
[Hey, I just want to know if the person who laughed at Yan Guican before is hurting now?When will the man who washes his hair upside down broadcast live?I will definitely support it! 】

Yan Guican raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone and posted on Weibo.

Once inside, the system was so stuck that it almost ejected her.

Yan Guican directly edited Weibo, four words.

Yan Guican V: [My honor@宁瓣]

She has always liked Ding Pan's songs very much. There are fifteen songs, each with a different style.

There is an opportunity now, so naturally you can't miss it.

After clicking send, Yan Guican didn't read the comments and went back to the dressing room to change.

Yao Yikui sat on the side and brushed Weibo with relish on her mobile phone.

During this period, Yan Guican's phone kept lighting up, and Yao Yikui glanced at it.

"Cancan, Director Fang sent you a message."

"I'll see."

"Okay." Yao Yikui ignored it.

After changing his clothes, Yan Guican came out and picked up his phone.

Fang Han pushed Ding Pan's WeChat for her, and teased: "Xiao Can, you can do it! Ding Pan has come to me directly, and I am in your favor!"

Normally, where would he meet such a character?
Yan Guican replied "Thank you, Director Fang", adding Ding Pan's WeChat.

Passed almost immediately.

"Xiao Can, when do you have time?"

Yan Guican thought of the pile of design drafts, and politely refused.

"Sorry, Mr. Ding, I have something urgent these days, can I contact you in a few days?"

Ding Pan replied quickly, "Okay, there is no rush."

Yan Guican put on a hat and mask, and left through the VIP passage with Yao Yikui.

In the car, Yan Guican took off his mask, "I'll go back to Fanjin Village tomorrow to pick up something, do you want to go back?"

Yao Yikui said without hesitation, "Yes, just go back and have a look."

Yan Guican nodded, turned his head to look at the gorgeous neon lights outside the window, his expression was unclear.

The next day, the two returned to Fanjin Village and visited Xu Guojian.

After Xu Shi left, he was the only one living in the yard.

When they arrived, Xu Guojian was weeding in the vegetable field, wearing a sun hat, vest and shorts.

"Hey? Why are you back?"

Seeing them, crow's feet appeared at the corners of Xu Guojian's eyes.

Yan Guican smiled, "I'll come back and get something."

Xu Guojian nodded in understanding, and was about to come out of the vegetable field immediately.

"Let's go to grandpa's house for some tea."

Yao Yikui shook his head hastily, "Grandpa Xu, no need, we'll leave after we get the things."

Xu Guojian ignored it and came out of the field.

"Don't delay the effort of drinking tea."

The two couldn't resist, and went back to the courtyard with Xu Guojian.

Xu Guojian came out with a ceramic teapot, "I just brewed it this morning, it should be just right now."

The light brown tea was poured out, with a fragrant fragrance, and there were still a few tea leaves swirling in the teacup.

Yao Yikui took a sip and nodded, "Yes, it's delicious."

Xu Guojian smiled, "Then drink more."

Yao Yikui was puzzled, "Grandpa, why didn't you go up with Xu Shi?"

It's so lonely here alone!
Hearing this, Xu Guojian waved his hands with disgust.

"I'm not used to living in the city. It's nice to be alone here. I don't have anything to do to grow vegetables and flowers. It's so leisurely."

Yan Guican took a sip of tea and smiled slightly.

The two chatted with Xu Guojian for a few words and left.

Back home, Yan Guican pushed open the courtyard door.

The yard is covered with a light layer of fallen leaves, and the deck chairs under the peach tree are also covered with a layer of dust, which is slightly depressed.

Yan Guican watched quietly for a while before entering the room.

Yao Yikui was waiting for her at the door.

A few minutes later, Yan Guican came out with a large suitcase.

Knowing that Yan Guican was sad, Yao Yikui just silently took the suitcase in her hand, lifted it, and remained motionless.

Yao Yikui: "..."

Is there iron in it?
Yao Yikui smiled awkwardly, and tried a few more times.

Yan Guican couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised it with one hand.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

"……it is good"

The two returned to Jincheng, and after Yan Guican sent Yao Yikui back to the apartment, they went to Yu'an Villa.

This is a house she bought privately.

The clothes sent by Wu Jifang had already arrived, and they were piled up into a small mountain at the door.

Yan Guican entered his fingerprints, first pushed the suitcase in, and then disassembled the courier and put it in the cloakroom on the second floor.

After finishing everything, two full hours have passed.

Yan Guican opened the suitcase, and two posthumous photos came into view.

Yan Guican's slender fingertips slowly caressed the photo, and gently removed the posthumous photo. The bottom layer was full of boxes and cans, strange and weird.

Yan Guican took out an iron box and opened it. Inside was a stack of crumpled papers, the corners of which had turned yellow. It could be seen that it had been touched for a long time.

Yan Guican picked it up and flipped through them one by one. They were all fashion design drafts, with smooth lines and each draft has its own style, which is not outdated from the current point of view.

But the fly in the ointment is that the design drafts are all semi-finished products.

Yan Guican squinted his eyes, closed the suitcase and put it away, took out a pen and paper from his backpack and put the design draft on the desk...

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Yujiang Villa.

A middle-aged man in a black suit was standing at the door with a briefcase, tirelessly ringing the doorbell.

Zhang Ma came over and saw that it was a stranger, she frowned, "You are?"

Wei Peng nodded slightly, gentle and elegant.

"I'm Mr. Yan Min's lawyer, may I ask if Ms. Yan Guican lives here?"

Zhang Ma nodded in a daze, "Yes."

Wei Pengyang smiled, "I'm here to announce the legacy of Mr. Yan Min."

Mama Zhang couldn't make up her mind, so she went into the room and called An Ran.

"Ma'am, there is a lawyer outside who says he is here to announce Mr. Yan Min's estate."

An Ran frowned.

heritage?

How much wealth can Yan Min, a rural person, have?
An Ran waved his hand, "Let that person go back, the Yan family doesn't care about this."

"Yes."

Zhang Ma ran back and forth, exhausted, and her tone was not good.

"Let's go, you can go find Yan Guican yourself for that inheritance, she's not at home."

It was the first time in Wei Peng's life that he was driven away by a servant like this, and his expression suddenly sank.

If it weren't for the fact that Miss Yan couldn't be contacted, he wouldn't have come here either.

Suddenly, a burst of engine sound came from far and near.

"what happened?"

The rear window opened, and Yan Ziyun asked in a cold voice.

Zhang Ma hurriedly opened the iron door and smiled apologetically.

"Sir, what does this man say to declare an inheritance, and my wife is asking me to drive him away!"

Coincidentally, Wei Peng turned to look at him.

Yan Ziyun glanced at it, his expression shocked.

"Lawyer Wei?!"

……

living room.

An Ran figured out the ins and outs, and quickly apologized.

"Lawyer Wei, I'm so sorry, I don't know it's you. If I knew, how could I make you wait outside the door for so long?"

Wei Peng smiled faintly, "It's nothing, I just came to see Miss Yan today to announce Mr. Yan Min's inheritance."

Yan Ziyun's expression moved slightly.

Wei Peng is a senior partner of Jingcheng Tianqi Law Firm.

He has lost none of the cases he has undertaken, and has a high prestige in the capital, and the clients he serves are all big figures in the upper class of the capital.

How could it be possible to take over a small estate announcement?

And how much inheritance can Yan Min have?It is nothing more than a few acres of land in the countryside and a real estate certificate of a hometown.

"I am Yan Ziyun, Yan Min's son. You can announce it now."

(End of this chapter)