"Boss, you are so wise and great!" Ye Xiaoxian flattered Zhang Lang.

"Haha!" The first time I saw Ye Xiaoxian's cute side, Zhang Lang couldn't help laughing, raised his glass to signal Ye Xiaoxian, "Just take care of the loss of the plane! I need you to help me form a professional assistant team."

"Assistant team?"

"Yes! A professional assistant team, I will be in charge of work in Xiangjiang in the next six months."

"Great, boss! When you come back from the United States, I will definitely prepare the most professional assistant team for you!" Ye Xiaoxian was a little excited.

As Zhang Lang’s most devout and fanatical believer, what else is there to be happier than serving the God he believes in?

As for whether Zhang Lang was going to take charge of his work in Xiangjiang, it was not within his consideration, whether he was distrustful of him or Huo Jianning.

At this time, the flight attendant (flight attendant) came over to remind the channel that it had been empty and that the plane could take off at any time.

"Boss, I really don't need me to accompany you to the United States?" Ye Xiaoxian asked again with some reluctance.

"No need! Just help me build the assistant group!" Zhang Lang understood Ye Xiaoxian's mood, patted his shoulder and comforted him with a smile.

"Okay! Boss, I will definitely form the assistant team for you as soon as possible!" Ye Xiaoxian left the cabin unwillingly.

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After a brief bump, the plane finally climbed to the stratosphere. The flight attendant came over to remind him that he could untie the safety belt and move freely.

Zhang Lang untied his insurance belt and came to the bar. The flight attendant who accompanied him asked enthusiastically: "Sir, what do you need to order?"

"Come on a cup of tea!"

"Sir, we have the West Lake Longjing before the rain, Xinyang Maojian, Anxi Tieguanyin, frozen oolong..............................."

"Come on a cup of Longjing!" Zhang Lang ordered casually.

Zhang Lang is really not very particular about drinking tea, especially Kung Fu tea. Zhang Lang is really unacceptable to drinking a pot of tea for a long time, but he can't drink a few sips of tea.

"Brother-in-law (Zhang Lang)!" Tang Weiwei and Tang Yuan also ran to the bar leisure area, clamping Zhang Lang in the middle, one left and one right.

At this moment, Tang Weiwei and Tangyuan were completely surrounded by the excitement of going to the United States.

Especially Tang Weiwei, several of her classmates went abroad after graduation, which made her envious.

Although she has no idea of ​​going abroad, it does not delay her envy of classmates who go abroad.

Although going to Xiangjiang is considered to be abroad in the eyes of many people, in Tang Weiwei's eyes, only going to the United States, Britain, and Japan is considered to be abroad.

"Give me a cup?" Zhang Lang asked at the two girls with a tea cup.

"I don't drink tea, so I'd better have a glass of red wine! I heard from Sister Ya say that women can beautify their skin by drinking red wine." Tang Weiwei smiled while holding Zhang Lang's arm.

"Sister Yazhi? What are you talking about Zhao Yazhi? Are you very familiar with her?" Zhang Lang pulled out his arm without hesitation and asked with a smile.

"Yes! We and Sister Asia are so happy. We often go shopping together and have afternoon tea together!" Tangyuan said with a smile.

"Yes! Sister Asia is the first friend we made in Hong Kong." Tang Weiwei also added with a smile.

"How is Zhao Yazhi's relationship with his husband now?" After hearing Tang Weiwei and Tang Yuan mention it, Zhang Lang remembered the woman he had been obsessed with in his previous life.

"Brother-in-law, don't you know? Sister Ya is divorced!" Tang Weiwei turned her head and looked at Zhang Lang.

"Divorce? Didn't she and his husband have already made up?" Zhang Lang was stunned. His fate was really magical. He had already helped them mediate. When he left Xiangjiang last year, the two of them came to see him off.

"Sister Yazhi and Mr. Huang broke up peacefully. It seems that Mr. Huang's family cannot accept that Sister Yazhi was hugging other male actors while filming. Mr. Huang was stuck in the middle and was in a dilemma. Sister Yazhi was unwilling to give up her career." Tang Yuan explained.

"Oh!" Zhang Lang nodded.

This is really unavoidable. The main reason is that there is not much love between the two. Zhao Yazhi is unwilling to give up his acting career for Huang Hanwei. The Huang family is a big and small wealthy family in Xiangjiang. As a wealthy family, he definitely doesn't want to see his daughter-in-law appear in public and hug others in the play.

Unless Zhao Yazhi is willing to make sacrifices and give up his acting career and go home to take care of his husband and children like other women who marry into wealthy families, divorce will be a matter of time.

"Zhang Lang, I just heard you and Mr. Ye tell me that you want to form an assistant team. Aren't we your assistants? Why are you also forming an assistant team? Do you think we are too stupid and don't want us?" Tangyuan's eyes were red and she stared at Zhang Lang tightly, as if Zhang Lang would cry to him as long as he dared to say yes.

"How could this happen! You and Vivi are both very smart! But aren't you taking charge of the Gods Award now? I can only choose an assistant again!" Zhang Lang smiled.

"Then we won't be responsible for the Godly Award! We don't understand anyway! We'll be better off as our brother-in-law's assistant!" Tang Weiwei said coquettishly.

"How can you do it! You have to have a beginning and an end in life when doing things! Since you have taken over the God of Image Award, you must be responsible to the end! At least you have to wait until the God of Image Award is on the right track and can only be handed over to others after it is accepted by everyone!" Zhang Langyi refused righteously.

"But brother-in-law, I want to be with you!" Tang Weiwei muttered with a pout.

"You are responsible for the Gods Award and you won't be able to see me! Let's go, I'll take you to the movie!" Zhang Lang stood up and said after drinking the tea in his hand.

It was so awkward to sit with two women who could see but couldn't eat, but were still slaughtered by him.

"See a movie?"

"Yes! The conference room is also a small screening room, you can watch movies! Go and watch this year's Oscar-winning movie! Get in touch with the Oscars in advance." Zhang Lang smiled.

The conference room is not small and can accommodate small meetings of twenty people.

Zhang Lang miscalculated again. Although the space in the conference room was not small, Tang Weiwei and Tang Yuan definitely did it on purpose, clamping Zhang Lang in the middle one left and one right.

The two of them were lying on their bodies from time to time, discussing the plot through Zhang Lang.

The Airbus A300 is an intermediate-range passenger plane and cannot fly over a 13,000-kilometer range at a time. It was added with fuel in the middle before it arrived at the Kennedy International Airport in New York.

In just fifteen hours, Zhang Lang had already started to regret it. He regretted accompanying Tang Weiwei and Tang Yuan to the United States. Yes, they were just two female devils. They were so tangled and greedy.
Chapter completed!