【Big Boss Chapter 5】The Pleasing Governor

After this happened, the drama could no longer be watched.

Adjutant Li and a group of personal guards began to deal with the scene, while Yan Zhan stood up and led Chu Jiao to leave first.

"Master Cheng, you should clean up your surroundings." Before leaving, Yan Zhan said sternly to the sweaty Cheng Lianshan.

Cheng Lianshan smiled bitterly and nodded, apologizing repeatedly.

Governor Yan was completely invited by him for this trip. If someone knew about it in advance and arranged an assassination, the leak of the news must be investigated.

Yan Zhan walked out the door directly, and did not even look at Du Xiruo when he passed by.

He stood upright outside the door, slightly tilted his head, waiting for Chu Jiao.

Chu Jiao chuckled at the sight.

This male lead really pleases her.

She stood up and followed him. When she passed by the female lead, she happily stretched out her finger and wiped the blood that had just splashed on her face.

"Mr. Du, the new play is good. I like it very much."

Du Xiruo frowned and looked down, feeling like a thorn in her side.

She took a step back, avoiding Chu Jiao's touch, "As long as Miss Chu likes it."

"Hehe," Chu Jiao leaned close to her ear, "I have also written a play recently. I wonder if you are interested in singing it?"

Du Xiruo said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "If Miss Chu's play is wonderful, I will certainly be more than happy to give it a try."

"Haha, OK!" Chu Jiao nodded happily, pretending that she could not hear the implication of her words, "Then I will definitely send the script to your door someday."

In the world of the cat demon, when she was imprisoned in the manor by years, she accompanied her aunt to listen to countless plays, and she had already memorized some classic plays by heart.

Since Du Xiruo wanted to stimulate her, how could she not reciprocate?

Chu Jiao thought about it and felt that "Iron Bow Fate" was not bad.

Let's not talk about Du Xiruo's panic and fear after receiving "Iron Bow Fate". Chu Jiao followed Yan Zhan into his private car and headed all the way to Chu's house.

"Miss Chu, do you like writing?"

Yan Zhan suddenly asked in the quiet car. He must have heard the conversation between the two just now.

Chu Jiao rolled her eyes.

This was the Republic of China era. The New Culture Movement had just emerged. The banners of Mr. Science and Mr. De were raised high in the school. As an orphan girl without a father or a mother, if she wanted to make a place for herself in this chaotic era, literature seemed to be a good way.

"Yes," so she nodded, "but I just had nothing to do on weekdays, so I wrote a little."

"Not bad."

Yan Zhan praised dryly, and the car became quiet again.

He really didn't get along with women much, and he used to think that his silence was no problem, but at this moment, for the first time in his life, he was secretly annoyed by his poor speaking skills. Then

, he remembered the girl's intimate actions and laughter towards the actor just now, and his eyes darkened.

Could it be that the little girl likes that kind of pretty boy with greasy hair and powdered face?

Thinking of this, the face of General Yan, which was already a little bronze, darkened a little. The driver accidentally glanced at her through the reversing mirror, and was so scared that his hands shook twice, and he almost couldn't hold the steering wheel steadily. Fortunately, he had been through many ups and downs with the governor, and he recovered in the next moment. However, he secretly wondered who had angered the governor again.

The governor, who was sulking, had already begun to think about whether to buy the theater.

The sedan stopped steadily in front of the Chu residence.

"Governor Yan, thank you for today."

Chu Jiao got out of the car, but turned around and found that Yan Zhan had also gotten out.

The two stood beside the car, and she thanked him politely.

"Yan Zhan."

The man spoke.

Chu Jiao didn't understand, and the man reiterated again, "Call me Yan Zhan."

Calling the governor was too polite.

Chu Jiao laughed, "How about I call you 'Brother Yan'?"

After all, the man was the governor, and it would be too casual for her to call him by his name.

Yan Zhan felt relieved, "Okay."

"Then I'll go back first," Chu Jiao waved at him, and blinked as if she remembered something, "If you have time, can you teach me how to use a gun?"

Yan Zhan thought, I'm free now.

But he immediately remembered that this was the first time they met, and so many things had happened, the girl should have a good rest.

As the Art of War says, haste makes waste. Practicing shooting can be used as an excuse to ask the girl out next time.

Thinking of this, he nodded calmly and watched the girl enter the room.

Back in the car, he asked Lao Zhang, the driver who had been with him for many years.

"What do you think of this area?"

Old Zhang looked confused. "It's quite good. The roads are wide, the land is vast, and there are few people. It's a quiet and good place."

This area is where the rich and powerful live. Of course, the environment is quite good.

"Yeah, I think so too."

Yan Zhan has been busy handling official business since he came to Zhili. Before, he simply lived in the government office and had not bought his own house.

At this moment, he suddenly seemed to remember this matter and spoke lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Then let's set up the Governor's Office here."

"The Iron Bow Fate", a play in which a woman disguises herself as a man.