Ark Girls Want to Push Me Down

Shi Huai Ya suddenly became happy.

"Just leave it to me."

"Oh? So you still write the script?"

The mud boat was a little surprised.

"Although I can't, but I can hire someone to write the script~~"

"That's not very good... It's going to cost money to have fun together, and you always feel that the gains outweigh the losses?"

Facing Mud Boat's doubts, Shi Huai Ya said indifferently:

"It doesn't matter, it's just a little pocket money for me. I eat more than that much every day."

"???"

It turns out that the cost of hiring a screenwriter to write a script is not as much as the cost of a day's food?

What kind of capitalist food is this?The rich second generation who used to mess around with me didn't dare to say that.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Since Shi Huai Ya was generous, the mud boat didn't say anything, but he still reminded the other party:

"The script can't be written too strangely. Everyone has to rehearse. If there is anything bad, it will be seen soon."

"I know~~"

After the explanation was clear, the two went to their respective baths, washed their bodies, and then slept in the same bed on the newly changed sheets.

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"I didn't respond at all last night, but after I slept, I felt a little weak..."

After being woken up by the sun the next day, Mud Zhou originally wanted to get up, but found that his body was a little sore. Only then did he remember that yesterday was Chen and Shi Huaiya. It can be said to be subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger. It is indeed a bit overindulgence.

"Shi Huaiya, it's time to get up... have you left?"

Thinking that Shi Huai Ya was probably going to find the screenwriter, Ni Zhou didn't care anymore, he just hoped that he could play more and be more positive.

He forgot to mention this request to Shi Huai Ya, but she is the protagonist of this party, so she should know it, right?

"Speaking of which, what kind of script will Shi Huai Ya come up with?"

On the way to the guard station, the mud boat couldn't help but start to guess.

Although the screenwriter is not her, some requirements, themes, and even details are mentioned by Shi Huai Ya, and the screenwriter's task should be to add these elements proposed by Shi Huai Ya into a plot framework, this little rich... ...Sorry, which theme will this rich lady use, I am really looking forward to the mud boat.

"Among the big guys in the Guards Bureau, I really don't know Shi Huai Ya's past."

The things that happened to Chen, Muzhou has basically understood from Tallulah, Xingxiong's underworld. Fengyun XX years, Muzhou has also heard of it, what about Shi Huaiya?

How did this young lady who was supposed to inherit a family of hundreds of billions of dollars want to become a guards officer?

"Good morning, mud boat~~"

"Huh? Ansuo?"

Just when the mud boat was thinking about whether there are some or not, he suddenly saw a little purple rabbit beside him.

She seemed to be in a good mood, and she was carrying a fruit basket?

"Where are you going? Follow me again, and you'll be at the Guards Bureau soon?"

"I was planning to go to the Guards Bureau."

"You're planning to turn yourself in... ah! It hurts!"

Before the mud boat could finish speaking, Ansuo hit the mud boat with his headbutt.

"I've long since given up washing my hands, and it's because of you, have you forgotten?"

"We have a criminal investigation service, although the bureau doesn't want you to squat in and eat and drink."

"It's nothing to do with that, I'm going to visit someone else."

"visit?"

No wonder they carry condolences.

"Who are you going to visit? Thank you Xingxiong and Chen for not killing him?"

Mud Boat couldn't help but complain.

It's a miracle that Ansuo, the Jumping Rabbit, can survive in front of those two big bosses...especially Chen.

"I'm too lazy to tell you."

Ansuo didn't intend to pay any attention to Muzhou's mockery, and just moved his face to the side in displeasure.

Although his face was full of petty temper, his body was very honest and leaned towards the mud boat.

"..."

As soon as Ansuo stretched out his hand, the mud boat avoided his palm. She chased after him, and the mud boat continued to hide. The expression on Ansuo's face, who had deliberately not looked at the mud boat, began to twist:

"You idiot! Why don't you hold my hand!"