The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Seeing that the expression in Jun Ci's eyes turned fierce in an instant, Jiang Yi reflexively blocked it.

But after seeing that Junci was not doing anything, he asked a little angrily: "You made the CG video of Interstellar Glory on the Internet?"

Jun Ci looked at him, and asked, "It's me, so what do you do?"

Jiang Yi's expression seemed a little weird in an instant.

That kind of incredible, like a person's expression that it is impossible for this person to have this ability.

In short, it is looking down in another sense.

Look down on her?

This **** is looking for a fight!

Jiang Yi suddenly sat down again, took the phone in his hand and showed it to Junci. It was the interface of the CG video: "You shouldn't be able to make this kind of video, but I don't know where you got the little master. Don’t pay attention, I’ll give you a chance to discharge the debt. You just need to pass all the content of the video to me and I will forgive your debt. You don’t have to pay the 100,000 yuan."

After Jiang Yi said these words, the expression on his face was condescendingly proud.

It seems that you see how much glory I have given you, and you still don’t feel like thanking you.

Jun Ci snorted: "It's the first time I saw someone who wanted to be so fresh and refined as the spoiler said."

Jiang Yi: "..."

He nodded immediately: "I have no objection to you saying that, so you just say you don't agree with this deal!"

"So you came to me all the way for this reason? I agree, why don't you agree."

But just let this little **** finish watching the video first, and still save 100,000 yuan, why does Junci disagree?

Anyway, even if Jiang Yi finished watching the video, he would not be able to spread the video.

When Jun Ci agreed so quickly, Jiang Yi felt a little unbelievable: "Really?"

"How about it?"

Junci stretched out his hand to help his neck, and then began to pack his things: "I will send the video to you tomorrow, you remember what you said."

"Of course, little master, I have said everything, it is difficult to chase the horse..."

As soon as Jiang Yi finished saying these words, he suddenly looked at Jun Ci with a little surprise: "Hey, it's my illusion. Why do I think the stuff on your face has faded a little bit-you have powdered it? It's disgusting to be powdered!"

Junci: "..."

She found that she still couldn't help it.

He stretched out his hand and punched Jiang Yi on the sofa, twisting his wrist with a crackling sound.

"Ah! Your surname Jun? *(#……$(*"

Jun Ci pressed into the sofa before finishing speaking the rest.

"You can't control your broken mouth someday, be careful of being sewn."

Jun Ci snorted coldly, and then got up to let go of Jiang Yi's silence.

Jiang Yi, a big master who was about 1.8 meters tall, was pushed into the sofa by Jun Ci. He stood up and wanted to turn his face with Jun Ci, and then found that he could not beat her to this painful fact, so he stood aside and talked harshly. : "You will remember the person surnamed Jun, and wait until you enter Longfu University, Lao Tzu, to clean up you!"

"Yo, you still know that I'm going to Longfu University?"

Jun Ci looked at him with some sneers, Jiang Yi could only hold back if he wanted to beat her at this time, and left here with a swagger.

Gee...

Obviously, after being cleaned up, he can still look like an uncle. This Jiang Yi's psychological quality is also strong enough.