Chapter 962 Don't mess with good children (16)

   Some artists who have enough funds for the crew or are more particular about costume styling will consider such a studio to help them design costumes and make styling.

   And, they only make high-quality goods, not those shoddy ones.

   Qianyan will be assigned some small tasks. She will slowly complete it according to the original owner's progress. Whether she can be accepted or not will be confirmed by the studio boss.

  The day passed quickly, Qianyan remembered that there was something bad for her in the next two days. She originally planned to drive home, but now she directly drove the car to sell.

   Actually, I haven’t bought this car for a long time. The price is about 400,000 yuan, which is not bad.

  The original owner made a lot of money in college, which is really nothing.

   quickly disposed of the car, Qianyan decided to hitch a ride back.

   Ten minutes later, a red sports car stopped in front of her, looking at the young man in the driver's seat, she suspected that the world was being manipulated.

"have not seen you for a long time."

   Qianyan: "I just saw it yesterday."

  Fang Yihuai showed a row of white and neat teeth to Qianyan: "If it weren't for the system to dispatch orders, I would have thought that with your crazy fans, you don't know hacking skills, right?"

   Qianyan sat up expressionlessly: "No."

   "Why aren't you curious about how I drive a sports car and hitch a ride?" Fang Yihuai asked, "Everyone else will ask me if I'm bored and come out to experience life."

   Qianyan: "I'm not curious, it's none of my business."

  Fang Yihuai: "It's the first time I met someone like you. It's not nice to speak at all. When others come up, they call me handsome."

   Qianyan: "..."

   Along the way, Fang Yihuai kept going, as if there were endless things to say, and he didn't mind Qianyan answering him from time to time, and he could amuse himself by himself.

   "I just want to chat with people more, strangers are the best." When the car stopped at the destination, Fang Yihuai asked, "Does it bother you?"

   Qianyan: "No."

   "That's good, let's talk next time, hope to see you again."

   Qianyan: "..."

  Qianyan got off the car and suddenly remembered that Fang Yihuai's death was approaching, turned around and reminded: "Don't go out on the 24th of this month, and no one tells you not to go out."

"Are you good at fortune telling?" Fang Yihuai sat in the car and showed a clean smile to Qianyan, "Is there something wrong with the calculation? Will you have any impact on yourself by revealing the secret like this? If so, I suspect that you are my fan, the kind of brainless fan."

   Qianyan: "No."

   "Can I leave a phone call?"

   "Maybe something happened, I can give you a call... for help."

  Qianyan reported the phone number, and heard Fang Yihuai say again: "Where's the name?"

   "Ji Qianyan."

   "Okay, if I'm in danger, I'll call you. Remember to call the police for me."

   After finishing speaking, Fang Yihuai drove the car and ran, smiling very happily, as if he had won the lottery.

   Qianyan frowned slightly, Fang Yihuai was a little bit wrong, as for what was wrong, she hadn't seen it yet, she always thought he was sick.

   A few days later, when Qianyan was at home, the doorbell rang.

   She opened the door, and the people who came were the uncle Ji's family of three, the uncle Ji Chunsheng, the aunt Xu Zaizhen, and the cousin Ji Xinlu.

   This time they came to borrow a car to get married. Originally, they planned to use the original owner's car as a wedding car. After all, her car looked pretty good.

   Uncle Ji's family is not wealthy, and often come here to fight the autumn wind, that is, the down payment for buying a house is borrowed from Ji Qingyuan.

   "We'll return it after it's used up. It won't take long, three or five days." Ji Chunsheng said.

  Chen Xiulin came back halfway, and after hearing this, she said, "Since it was your uncle who said it, you should use it as a wedding car. It's a happy event, so let's borrow it."

   Qianyan: "My car was just sold."

   Seeing the astonished eyes of several people, Qian Yan continued: "Why don't you borrow my dad's car. The car he bought last year is a bit more expensive than mine, 600,000. It has a license plate as a wedding car."

   "Right, Mom? It's all my own family. It's nothing to be a wedding car."

  Chen Xiulin stiffened and wanted to refuse, but the words got stuck in her throat, she said it, can you refuse?

   "Then thank you brother and sister." Ji Chunsheng said quickly, "Next week is the wedding, so I'll wait for the third brother to come back, and let Xinlu drive the car there first."

  Chen Xiulin pursed her lips and was speechless.

   Qianyan peeled an orange and waited for Ji Qingyuan's car to be scrapped.

   As for whether it was Ji Jingchuan's money, when the bill came out, she had to spit it out.

See you tomorrow

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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