Shooting a video is also quite troublesome, a little more troublesome than Duan Feifei imagined, especially when the big and small pigs are Jiang Leo's friends, they filmed very carefully.
Niu Sandao will no longer be able to live in people immediately, but the meat is still being sold, and the old customers will still come every day. The beef at the door is bare, and the big pig has been photographed back and forth several times, each time requiring Duan Fei to chop the bones. A knife.
After slashing five or six times, the big pig nodded: "Okay, that's alright, I'll take some pictures of the little pigs as they enter the store. Now that the light is not very good, I can take a picture of the inside of the store."
"Okay." Duan Feifei responded.
"Your hands are so beautiful," Big Pig walked in while watching the replay, "I can make a hand model."
"Really." Duan Feifei said with a smile, looking at his hand.
He turned his head and glanced to the side. Jiang Kuo, who had been sitting beside him, narrowed his eyes.
"Does it look good?" Duan Feifei asked in a low voice, reaching out to his eyes and grabbing it twice, "blinkblink..."
Jiang Kuo felt a sense of dizzy comfort. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the power of this sleep aid gesture was too powerful, or because Duan Feihan's hands were indeed very beautiful, and he could still see phantoms when his fingers swayed in front of him. The very handsome face in the back...
After Duan Feifei and a few of them went to the back, Jiang Kuo came back to his senses and stared at the door.
Whether your hands look good or not has nothing to do with you!
A big man!
Staring at the hand of the other big man, he also praised how good-looking it is!
What's wrong!
It's not normal to know!
"Hey!" Someone shouted from the door of the store.
Jiang Kuo turned his head, the previous unhappiness had not dissipated, and asked viciously: "Why!"
"Yo!" An aunt stood at the door, her hand froze in the air pointing at the beef, "So fierce! Who are you?"
It is a customer who buys meat, or a regular customer.
Jiang Kuo quickly stood up: "I'm sorry, I lost my mind."
"The meat is pretty good today, pick me a big one, I want to fry it," the aunt said and sighed again, "You guys are gone in two days, I still don't know where to buy it, the new store is a bit Far… "
"I can send it to you if you need more, it's fine," Jiang Kuo said and shouted back, "Duan Feihan!"
He should have gone to the back passage over there, and no one paid him any attention.
"How about this tenderloin?" Jiang Kuo pointed to a hanging piece of beef, "It's very tender when fried."
He can't do other meats, but because he likes to eat and he is very picky, he still knows a lot about it.
"Okay," Auntie looked at it, "Cut it for me, cut it into small pieces."
"... Duan Feifei!" Jiang Kuo glanced at the piece of meat hanging, and shouted again at the back.
Still no one cared about him.
Huh.
Complimenting a good-looking hand, he ran with others until he lost his ears.
"You can't cut, can you?" Auntie looked at him, "Are you Duan Feifei's classmate?"
"Well, yes." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"I've seen one of his classmates, and they can cut it," said Auntie, "Why don't I cut it."
"It's okay, it's okay," Jiang Kuo quickly waved his hand, he has experienced the meat-cutting knives in the store, it's not ordinary fast, if everything goes wrong, I don't know who's hand, "I'll call him over here. , don't get your hands dirty."
Without waiting for Auntie to speak, Jiang Kuo walked behind.
After taking two steps, Duan Ling's voice came from behind: "Where is everyone?"
"Sister Ling!" Jiang Kuo turned his head, as if seeing a savior, "Sister Ling! Cut some meat for Auntie..."
"Why did you stay here?" Duan Ling was happy when he saw him when he came in. "What do you think, I'm not afraid of losing your hands."
"They're behind..." Jiang Kuo pointed to the back door.
"Fan Fei told me," Duan Ling greeted her aunt, wearing an apron, washed her hands and skillfully took off the meat and started cutting, "Are you filming?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded, "Are you resting today?"
"Have a rest in the afternoon," Duan Ling said, "Didn't Fei Fei say that he has something to do with him going out in a while, so I'll come over."
"Going out?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Huh? Don't you know?" Duan Ling glanced at him, "I thought he was going out with you."
"I don't know." Jiang Kuo said and walked towards the back door.
A few people were at the other end of the passage, taking pictures of the little pig walking along the old wall. After Jiang Kuo stepped out, he realized that he should be in the picture.
But it's very unnatural to go back right away, and I might have to reshoot it again.
So he hesitated for a second, took a chair from the side, and turned back to the room.
Originally, I was going to find Duan Feifeixing to ask the guilt.
The result was such a calm cooperation with this shooting.
What a big picture this is!
No one can boast that Jiang Kuo is a good young man with general knowledge.
However, after a few minutes of cooperation, Jiang Kuo calmed down again.
After having said what Duan Feifei should do, there is no need to consider whether he is waiting or not, whether to accompany him or not. Now Duan Feifei is just "what should I do?"
Although unhappy.
Jiang Kuo stood in the room with a chair for a while, but decided to leave it alone.
Compared with his unhappiness, Duan Feifei can really relax, which is the most important thing. Even if you want to ask, you only need to mention it casually.
Duan Feifei walked in through the back door, saw him standing there holding a chair, and then took a step back quickly after being stunned.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"What?" Duan Feifei looked at him in shock, then looked at the chair in his hand.
"Ah," Jiang Kuo quickly put down his chair, "I still want to take it out."
"Don't take it, just put it in the room," Duan Feifei said. "After they finished filming the passage, it was almost the same today. It was dark for a while, and there are no lights in the market right now. We will shoot again tomorrow."
"Oh," Jiang Kuo nodded, "take them to dinner later that night..."
"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei came over, pushed his hand on his back lightly, and took him to the corner beside the stairs, "I'll go out for a while."
"I heard what Sister Ling said." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Is she here?" Duan Feifei glanced at the front room.
"Just arrived," Jiang Kuo said, "just now an auntie bought meat to cut, I was worried, just happened to be here."
"Why didn't you call me?" Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo looked at him and said nothing.
"...It was called and I didn't hear it." Duan Feifei added himself.
"Well." Jiang Kuo smiled.
"That," Duan Feifei continued on the previous topic, "I'm going out in a while, and my high school classmates have something to help with at home, so I might be back late."
"Got it." Jiang Kuo said.
"Jiang got them," Duan Feifei said, "You... socialize?"
Jiang Kuo laughed and said, "I don't socialize."
"Then what should we do?" Duan Feifei asked, "Let them socialize on their own?"
"Why is it so funny?" Jiang Kuo glanced at the back door happily, "Don't worry, I'll mention it in a while to go to dinner, Jiang Leo may not be willing to eat with me, maybe a few of them will go around the city at night. , you can't just visit one store at a time."
"Okay," Duan Feifei thought for a while, "then do you eat by yourself at night?"
"I bake a sweet potato myself, and it's delicious," Jiang Kuo said.
"... That's what I baked." Duan Feifei said.
"I know you baked it, what's the matter, isn't it delicious when I bake it?" Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows.
"It doesn't matter if it's cooked or not. It's really unpredictable whether it's delicious or not." Duan Feifei said, "Don't burn the house for me. Although it's a house to be demolished, you will still lose money if you burn it yourself."
"Fuck off," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll bake in the back passage."
"Persist?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Very persistent." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei looked at him for a few seconds, then took out his mobile phone, "I'll write you a memo, starting with the stove..."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo leaned against the stairs with a smile and looked at him.
Duan Feifei lowered his head and poked his phone quickly. Because of the training of frequently returning messages, Duan Feifei's fingers were phantoms when typing.
But the hands are really good-looking. Jiang Kuo had already found out when he "installed" the washing machine. Duan Feifei's hands are those that are quite slender but have strength... Jiang Kuo looked down at his hands, he himself His hands are also pretty good-looking. They have been exaggerated since childhood, but at first glance, it is true that the four bodies are not diligent and the five grains are indistinguishable.
The phone rang, and Duan Feifei sent the recipe for roasting sweet potatoes.
[Instructions are as follows]《Roasted Sweet Potatoes From Beginner to Master—A Delicious Journey Begins With Fire》
Jiang Kuo couldn't help but glance at him: "Have you written too much copy recently?"
"Well," Duan Feifei put the phone back in his pocket, "Professional?"
"Very professional." Jiang Kuo nodded.
The big and small pigs went into the house after filming, as Jiang Kuo expected, Jiang Liao didn't wait for him to talk about the meal and then opened his mouth: "That's it for now, we'll go around by ourselves in a while, you don't have to. Take care."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo responded.
"It's hard work." Duan Feifei said.
"It's okay, it's not hard," said the little pig with a smile, "it's normal work."
"See you tomorrow, thank you." Jiang Kuo said.
This sentence ended the chat very neatly and succinctly.
Jiang waved his hand and left with the big and small pigs.
After tidying up the store, everything was fine after that. Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo: "I'm leaving."
"Let's go." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei said a few words to Duan Ling and walked out through the back door.
After walking a few steps and looking back, he didn't see Jiang Kuo.
Just as he was about to turn around and continue walking, a hand stretched out from the back door and held a gun.
Duan Feifei stopped and looked at Jiang Kuo's hand with a smile.
Hand retracted.
Then he saw Jiang Kuo quickly turn around and dodge out of the door, pointing his hand towards him with a pistol, squinting one eye to aim.
"What?" Duan Feifei asked with a smile.
"High school classmates?" Jiang Kuo asked, aiming at him.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
"Go, Duan Xiaoli," Jiang Kuo raised his finger, "Crack!"
Duan Feifei was stunned for a moment, but he quickly raised his hand to cover his chest: "Ah."
Jiang Kuo smiled, turned and walked into the house.
"I'll tell you after the matter is settled." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo had already entered the room, stretched out his hand again, waved at him, and made a "let's go" gesture.
When he walked to the back door of the market and saw the beard in the distance, Duan Feifei came back to his senses from the series of actions Jiang Kuo had just made.
I don't know if it's because of the current sense of distance that Jiang Kuo has become extraordinarily sexy. He almost wanted to call President Jiang and say that I'm quitting this job. I want to stay in the store and eat roasted sweet potatoes...
Beard stood beside a high-end looking business car and waved at him.
this car.
Duan Feifei stared at the license plate and walked over, pointing at the beard and scolding: "Fuck, trash, I thought you were so capable!"
"What's wrong!" Fan Jiabao came out from the back of the car, "I can't bear to borrow this car from me!"
Duan Feifei was quite speechless: "Why are you still here? Dangtang is a lawless and violent second generation who borrowed a car and brought it to his door in person."
"Why can't I come," Fan Jiabao pointed to the market, "I still have a shop here, can't I come to work?"
"Okay," Duan Feifei stretched out his hand, "the key."
Fan Jiabao put the key in his hand: "what's the matter? Is there something important to do? Do you want help? I'm free now."
"Spring outing." Duan Feifei said.
"You fool me with this answer, it's almost like scolding me," Fan Jiabao said. "Why don't you just scold me directly."
"Tomorrow, you will save time. Today I took some pictures at the old store. Tomorrow should be the back of the new store." Duan Feifei quickly changed the topic with what Fan Jiabao is most interested in at this stage. , said and got into the car.
"Any requirements?" Fan Jiabao propped up the window, "dress or something?"
"Anyway," Duan Feifei started the car, "don't dress up to attend..."
Fan Jiabao laughed: "Am I sick!"
When the car moved, he took a step back: "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." Duan Feifei said.
After driving more than ten meters away, he heard Fan Jiabao's roar: "Your uncle, Duan Feifei! How dare you fool me!"
Although Beard didn't get any other commercial car, Fan Jiabao's car is still very good. It is indeed a second-generation car. When I sat in it that day, I felt it was very high-end, not worse than the one that President Jiang picked up.
After driving out of the small street, Duan Feifei glanced at the time. Taking into account the time in the traffic jam, the time at the airport was basically half an hour earlier, which was very suitable.
His task this time was to go to the airport to pick up Mr. Jiang and then send him to a hotel that Mr. Jiang designated that was not their company.
Why this person had to fly to them first and then drive there, and why he had to pick him up instead of Jiang Kuo, all had to do with the affairs of Jiang's head office.
President Jiang didn't go into details with him, but he could almost guess based on what Jiang Kuo had mentioned before. This time Jiang's company had an accident, probably because of the problems of the top management, and he was going to file a lawsuit.
But it seems that the Legal Department has also betrayed behind the scenes. President Jiang can only pretend not to know, and at the same time invite a team of lawyers who will not be affected by any influence here to help.
In order to ensure that the lawyer would not be harassed and influenced, and to make the other party think that President Jiang was not aware of it, this tortuous method of confidentiality was used.
Jiang Kuo didn't know these things, and they didn't hand them over to Jiang Kuo. After all, everyone knew that this was his own son. If Jiang Kuo really did anything, he would definitely be discovered.
Duan Feifei sighed softly. President Jiang is quite a big company, and he actually needs to use this method when encountering such a thing. He remembered that Jiang Kuo had said that there was a need for President Jiang to drive an excavator and lead a team to fight in the past. It's... not easy.
Jiang Kuo didn't know if he would have plans to enter Jiang's head office in the future. If such a thing happened, he didn't know how Jiang Kuo would deal with it.
The last time Jiang Kuo negotiated with Village Chief Lu at the dinner table flashed through his mind, with a voice.
"...Don't threaten me, the Shang family is in the upper reaches of Daxin."
Duan Feifei hooked the corner of his mouth, Jiang Kuo's style should be inherited from President Jiang.
Although Jiang Kuo is usually lazy and cold when communicating with people, his strength and oppression when talking to people about business is like a different person, very charming.
what.
Hurry up and pick up the person, the car will deliver it overnight, and go back tomorrow to eat the sweet potatoes roasted by Jiang Kuo.
The time to arrive at the airport was similar to what Duan Feihan had estimated. When he drove the car into the parking lot, the security guard stood up and pointed: "Enter from the VIP parking lot from there..."
Oh, I forgot that this is a second-generation car, and the airport has VIP parking spaces.
The VIP parking lot is more convenient and faster to pick up people, and it is also safer. Although theoretically it will not be so bloody that someone will come to rob a lawyer, but he still intends to make good use of Fan Jiabao's residual heat.
"Thank you." Duan Feifei nodded, reversed the car, and followed the VIP's instructions into the VIP parking lot.
While waiting at the pick-up port, he took out his mobile phone and took a look. The model group was very lively. Jiang Youqian posted a bunch of pictures, live-streaming the whole process of his roasting sweet potatoes, starting from making a fire.
A group of people pointed at him in a row.
[Ding Weiwu] Why don't I go over there and give you some pointers on the spot
[Dong Xiaosa] Let's eat a few more by the way, right
[Jiang Youqian]Come
The display showed that the flight had landed and the passengers began to come out.
Duan Feifei exited the chat interface and dialed a number.
He didn't save the number, so he just wrote it down in his mind. When President Jiang gave him the lawyer's information, he already wrote it down.
Picked up over there: "Hello."
"Hello, lawyer Jiang," said Duan Feifei, "My surname is Duan. President Jiang sent me to pick you up. I'll be waiting for you at port A."
"Okay." There was a sound and hung up the phone.
After a while, Duan Feifei saw a man who was obviously different from the people around him in the crowd who came out, and there were three people behind him.
Thirty-something, male, probably with two or three assistants.
This is the information that President Jiang gave him. Duan Feifei originally thought that the information was too sloppy, but now it seems that it is enough.
It's not too easy for this lawyer Jiang to keep it secret, and it can be seen in the crowd at a glance.
Lawyer Jiang glanced out, his eyes stopped on Duan Feifei's face, Duan Feifei raised his hand and greeted him.
"Hello," Duan Feifei stretched out his hand, "Duan Feifei, I'll drive you to the hotel in a moment."
"Jiang Cheng." Lawyer Jiang shook hands with him, then tilted his head to look at the people behind him, "These are my colleagues."
"Everyone has worked hard," Duan Feifei said. "Let's go now. It may be midnight when we get to the hotel, and we still have to work hard on the road."
"It's all right," said lawyer Jiang.
Duan Feifei took a few people to the parking lot, and he parked the car where he came in.
After everyone got into the car, Duan Feifei also opened the car door and got in the car. The phone rang, he glanced at it, and the message indicated that it was JK921.
Although he was doing business with President Jiang at the moment, he couldn't help but quickly glanced at it.
JK921 sent him a photo.
It is a large sweet potato that has been roasted and bloomed.
[JK921]As good as me
Duan Feifei smiled. He wanted to reply very much, but he was not good at being in front of Lawyer Jiang. After all, they came all the way to cooperate with President Jiang's secret operation of attacking in the middle of the night.
He could only grit his teeth to turn off the screen of the phone, put it back in his pocket, and start the car.
When the car drove out of the parking lot, lawyer Jiang, who was sitting behind him, asked, "Aren't you from Jiang's head office?"
"No," Duan Feifei nodded, "I was hired by President Jiang..."
"Oh," Lawyer Jiang replied, "The part-time business of college students has expanded quite a lot. How many years can you take such an order?"
Duan Feifei saw Lawyer Jiang's mouth in the rearview mirror, and smiled a little embarrassedly. He was a little nervous for no reason, this casually made up nonsense was indeed out of standard.
In fact, President Jiang didn't say that this matter needs to be kept secret from Lawyer Jiang. He tapped the steering wheel with a smile: "I am a classmate of President Jiang's son."
"Enough tossing," Lawyer Jiang also smiled and said to his colleague next to him, "I'll squint for a while."
Duan Feifei breathed a sigh of relief.
The phone in his pocket rang again.
It is estimated that the river is wide.
Duan Feifei sighed again in his heart.
Rich, it's not that I don't reply to your news, your father arranged a hard job for me, you remember to ask him to settle the account.