The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 287: Your paws are itchy?

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Manager Yang hung up the phone decisively, and Manager Liu turned black and cursed: "I'm not polite!"

After all, he is a small manager. He is not as concerned about this as other companies. He really doesn't understand the issue of producers.

Someone here has already begun to inquire about the identity of the producer. As a producer, Jiang Yi has now leisurely drove to the bottom of Junci Apartment.

The security guards here all know Jiang Yi, and they come almost often recently just to watch the dogs.

With Junci's permission, now the security guards let Jiang Yi in directly.

Upstairs, when the elevator door opened, Jiang Yi only saw Junci sitting in the living room and playing with a notebook. He suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Where is my piano?"

Jun Ci pointed to the room. He probably heard Jiang Yi's voice, and the piano quickly popped out of the room.

Jiang Yi's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Piano."

The piano was standing at the door, not close to his master, and wailed a few times, but couldn't come.

Jiang Yi squatted down and patted his palm: "Come on the piano."

Only then did the piano jump over, Jiang Yi grabbed its neck and squeezed it.

The piano held his head high and comfortably pinched his neck, probably because he felt that the backer was coming, and he half-squinted his eyes very arrogantly, using the husky's habitual characteristic of seeing everyone as a spicy chicken, very arrogant Called twice at Jun Ci.

Jun Ci turned his head and looked at the silly dog, with sharp eyes, the piano turned his head back in seconds.

The situation of bullying and fearing hardship is very obvious.

Jiang Yi rubbed its neck: "You told me in the video that it was true? The piano will enter the elevator by itself entering the password?"

Jiang Yi is still a little unbelievable, Jun Ci nodded his chin, "You can let it perform for you."

Hearing this, Jiang Yi reached out and pointed to the elevator, "Piano, go!"

If the piano won’t go, I jumped on the sofa and stared at Jiang Yi, meaning, "I will go if you tell me to go?"

Seeing the piano still looks silly, Jiang Yi felt that Junci was probably fooling himself. Turning his head and leaning over to look at Junci's computer, when she saw her page, it stayed on the preview of the life and death record of Xianzhong.

"I watched your preview. Is the effect pretty good, did you find a foreign special effects team?"

Jun Ci took a sip of water and calmly said: "Secret."

"Come on, you still pretend to be forced."

Jiang Yi sneered, his lips curled up in mockery.

But he has nothing to do, and the piano is starting to ruin like a fool next to him, going around the kitchen, seemingly looking for big ribs.

Jiang Yi stretched out the chair and sat down beside Junci. He was bored and looked at the computer page with Junci. After looking at it, his gaze shifted to Junci's hand.

Jun Ci wears a long-sleeved shirt with one hand supporting his chin, and looking at the computer with a beautiful arc of his face. When holding the mouse in the other hand, his arm is exposed. It is white like a special suet jade. The skin is like fat, especially the bones at the wrist, extremely slender.

There is also a delicate smell on the body.

Jiang Yi felt a little weird and didn't know what to think. He suddenly stretched out his fingertips and poked Jun Ci's wrist, and laughed: "You guys have thinner hands than girls..."

Jun Ci was shocked by the sudden touch, but only for a moment, Jiang Yi retracted very quickly.

When Jun Ci blinked at Jiang Yi.

Her eyes are slightly closed--

"Your paws are itchy?"