Just Fang Zhao's glance seemed to know everything, Nanfeng was secretly shocked. Fortunately, he remembered Yan Biao's advice, don't think he was smart and fool the boss as a monkey, and admit it as soon as possible if he had any mistakes.

"I actually saw that they were acting, but I don't like this kind of show. Maybe you don't know about the boss. There were similar shows before, but bad things have happened, so I'm very disgusted."

Nanfeng told Fang Zhao about the bad effects caused by a variety show I had seen before.

Some things cannot withstand temptation.

Human nature is very complicated. Most people who do such programs think that they can control the overall situation from the perspective of chess viewers, or blame someone for any wrong behavior in a high-level manner, and then take the audience to criticize.

In fact, at the beginning, Nanfeng also thought this kind of show was quite interesting. Later, after more experience, Nanfeng didn't know whether this kind of show was good or bad, but he no longer liked this kind of show that deliberately tests human nature, and even was particularly disgusted.

After explaining his thoughts, Nanfeng scratched his head, "I'm actually just taking this opportunity to teach them a lesson and perform in front of you, the boss, but you must have seen that they are acting, right?"

"I knew it before they appeared." Fang Zhao actually didn't like this kind of show. How complex is human nature? He saw too much in the Death Century. Nan Feng could see these things clearly and control things to a level that could be operated. It seems that he has experienced a lot.

"Boss, you are so awesome! How did you know..." When Nan Feng was halfway through his speech, he suddenly remembered the deeds of Fang Zhao who had investigated, as well as the titles of "Die Ting" or "Ear of God".

"I heard it." Fang Zhao said.

Sure enough, Nanfeng is now glad that he confessed first.

"Boss, you are so awesome! I thought the 'Ear of God's Ear' mentioned online was a flattery, but now it seems that it is really a god!"

Seeing that Fang Zhao was not angry, Nan Feng felt much more relaxed, so he continued to flatter until he entered Fang Zhao's dormitory and saw curly hair.

"Is this...this curly hair worth 200 million?"

Living, two hundred million dogs! Right in front of you!

Nanfeng was so excited that he bit his fist, otherwise he would have screamed.

"Boss, can I touch it?" Nanfeng's voice trembled.

Fang Zhao glanced at the curly hair and replied, "Yes, you will have to take it out for a walk in the next period of time, and get familiar with it first."

Nanfeng suppressed his excitement and was nervous again, "For the first time I touched a dog of this level, would I touch it directly or wear gloves?"

Fang Zhao: "…Touch directly."

I saw Nanfeng running to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully with hand sanitizer three times, drying it, and then touching the dog, as if he was treating a precious and fragile porcelain.

Fortunately, Nanfeng still remembers his responsibilities. After touching the dog, he followed Fang Zhao to learn about his work.

Seeing the "rabbit" in the water tank, Nan Feng's eyes lit up again.

However, before Nanfeng opened his mouth, Fang Zhao said, "You can't touch this."

"Oh, okay! I won't let you agree with the boss!" Nan Feng immediately made a statement.

“It’s poisonous.”

"Okay boss! Never touch me!" Nanfeng's attitude became more determined.

In fact, Nanfeng didn't need to do much on weekdays, and Fang Zhao didn't say long. He took out the probation contract and negotiated the salary and benefits. Nanfeng immediately signed the letter.

"Then boss, I'll go back today and prepare for it and come here tomorrow."

After receiving Fang Zhao's approval, Nanfeng left, but did not return to his own house, but went to Yan Biao's side.

"Hahaha Captain, I saw that dog! It was a dog worth 200 million. It was the first time I saw it so old! I even touched it! I touched it with both hands! The hair was so soft, worth 200 million! The little fangs were so white, even whiter than the teeth I had done care, really worth 200 million..."

Zuo Yu curled his lips next to him: This scheming man has already flattered the dog!

Seeing that Nan Feng was inseparable from "two millions", Yan Biao couldn't help but interrupt him: "The value of this dog, Curly, cannot be easily measured by money."

Yan Biao can't tell Nan Feng about Curly's service experience in Weixing Military Region, security checks and other things, so he can only remind him that the value of this dog cannot be simply measured by money. A dog that is even more awesome than the airport security inspection machine is still alive in the world. It's just that. Muzhou has been thinking about poaching, and Weixing Military Region has always been thirsty. It can be bought and sold for 200 million yuan. Consider it if the price doubles.

Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, the excitement on his face also faded away, and he said solemnly: "I understand, Captain, you are right to scold me!"

Yan Biao is even more confused. What do you understand? What sentence do I scold you? It’s obviously just a statement of facts!

Nanfeng was still reflecting on himself, "I know I have become snobbish now, and the aesthetic standards are just looking at money. The experiences in the past few years have formed a habit. However, captain, don't worry, I will pay attention outside and not embarrass the boss. You have also said that our boss is an artist, not an ordinary star in the entertainment industry, and we cannot have shallow eyelids, and we cannot carry the smell of money from money, we must hold it, and have a strong personality!"

Yan Biao: "..." I really never said the last half sentence.

Looking at Nanfeng silently, after a while, Yan Biao focused his head, "It's good that you know!"
Chapter completed!