Hidden marriage: husband, be secretive

I don't know who directed it.

Yan Xiufan, Yan Xiuming, uncle Yan, and Nianzhi, who were doubted by their Yan brothers, also had Yan Zixuan, who is now gone. No, Dong Zixuan.

Jiang Xiaoyun's eyes twinkled with the light of gossip. She felt that if she agreed to do the appraisal now and knew the answer immediately.

It seems that it's not easy to play, just so slowly, slowly, as if everything has become so fun.

"What's fun, sister Xiaoyun? Say it and I'll be happy." Jiang Luo sees her that eight trigrams appearance, the eight trigrams of oneself in the heart are also instantly ignited.

What the hell is going on?

Is it the big star Xiufan who has an affair, or is it in underground love or something?

Now Yan Xiufan's status has gradually increased, and he is also the most famous artist in the company, so when he jokes occasionally, he teases him that he is a big star.

Especially Jiang Luo and Xiao Xiao, because they are the first to come to the company, and they are very familiar with Yan Xiufan, and sometimes they make jokes.

Jiang Xiaoyun took a look at her and raised his eyebrows. "Will I tell you?"

"Xiaoyun, just tell me. You must know a lot about it. Who is in love again?" As an agent mixed in the circle, it must be a lot more insider than others.

"How can I know who is in love? Anyway, I didn't talk about it. If you do, you can tell me how happy I am." I started talking nonsense.

Then he looked at Jiang Luo with warmth, "little beauty, you are more and more beautiful now. Do you have a boyfriend? That's why you pay so much attention to dressing up. It's good to be young. Look at the skin, it's as delicate as suede jade."

"Xiaoyun elder sister, you are reading a novel. You are just like a jade. Whose skin is so good?" Jiang Luo stamped her feet in shame.

Originally, Jiang Xiaoyun was just joking to get the topic out of the way. I didn't expect her to show such a reaction.

A look, come on, I said the secret of the little girl.

"It seems that our little Jiang Luo is really in love. What kind of person is the other party? Is he handsome? Is there Xiufan Shuai in our family? If not, I think it's OK. Men are cheap if they are not handsome, let alone handsome. It must be cheaper." Talking about their own ideas.

"What, do you think any man has Yan Xiufan's face value? Is it normal for ordinary people to live? I don't think about Xiufan's face value. That face value has no sense of security."

Jiang Luo retorts immediately, can see is in love, so still very defend boyfriend.

"Xiaoyun elder sister, men also have good men. We can't overturn a boat with one stroke. Isn't our father a good man? What about your father

Jiang Xiaoyun is just joking. It's even more fun to see how serious she is.

"My father is not a good man. The mean men I mentioned, including my father and my brother, are not good people. I understand that because of them."

"..." Jiang Luo didn't know how to refute.

It's really my daughter and sister. Is it really good to say that my father and my brother are brothers?

Jiang Xiaoyun saw her face changing, red, really good-looking, "well, my sister teased you, my sister went to work, bye my little beauty."

She is ready to go back to her office. As a result, Yan's father comes over with a stack of materials.

"Hello uncle Yan, how did you come to the company?" The younger generation is the first to say hello.

Father Yan is not embarrassed at all. It seems that she is still very adapted to the current workplace life.

"Director Jiang, I'll give you something." Father Yan is still very polite.

It's not a big deal to call the rest of the company.

Her position in the company is director of artists, which is what other people call her outside.

However, being called "director Jiang" by an elder always feels that there is a sense of ridicule.

"Uncle Yan, don't call me director Jiang. You'd better call me Xiaoyun. It's so kind."

Open the office door. "Come in, please."

Yan's father is not inflexible either, so he says, "Xiaoyun, assistant Qin asked me to give it to you. The house is on your desk."

"Well, whatever, uncle Yan, how did you come to work in the company? It's time to retire at your age?" Asked again.

Yan father took out his excuse again, "just feel bored, find something to do, so come, I went out busy, you look slowly."

Then a gust of wind went out, as if afraid of Jiang Xiaoyun asking again.

Because Jiang Xiaoyun is now more and more powerful, can really feel a kind of fierce sense of strong woman in her body.

When people stand in front of her, they are weak.

So father Yan didn't dare to stay in front of her for a long time. He always felt that he could know what he thought when he was looked at by her eyes.

Jiang Xiaoyun saw that he was walking so fast, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes. It seems that uncle Yan is a little afraid of her. Is she so terrible?

It doesn't seem terrible at all, does it?

But the three artists in the company seem to be afraid of her.

Naturally, Yan Xiufan was afraid of her all the time, but he dared to talk and laugh occasionally.

However, the two newcomers dare not speak out loud, especially Xu Zhiyang, a man, who seems to be inferior to a woman in her aura and has a serious lack of self-confidence.

As an actor, it's almost impossible to create more roles. It seems that we need to create more self-confidence for him, and we have to study hard.

The company will give him a good platform to change slowly.

Now the scripts he receives are all male characters who are a little bit softer. They can't play the tough guy style at all.

A good actor can be created in any role. Animals and antics are easy to capture.

She also did not go to ask Xu Nianzhi about Yan's father. It is estimated that she asked, which is also an answer.

She wants to see the play, so don't expose it. It's more fun to watch it from a distance.

Yan's father worked in the company for several days and adapted a lot, but sometimes he was still in a hurry.

At first, Qin Yu didn't dare to ask him to do anything. He just asked him to read more gossip and some information, and then he ran away.

Really busy, she just took out a file out, "Uncle Yan, can you use the computer, can you type this, any time can."

Later, I added, because I really don't know his background. At such an old age, I don't know whether or how much the computer will know?

Looking at the document, father Yan thought, "finally the hardest one is coming?